<?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-6391317</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:54:29.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivorykingdom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-3191588036565198001</id><published>2008-11-01T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:59:17.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An update of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very busy juggling with Work / School / Girlfriend &amp; Personal time. But!! I can't complain because god is fair and everyone has the same 24hours a day. It is how you manage it and prioritize your commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about Work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730-1700H - 85% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;1700-0800H - 10% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;0800-0800H - 5% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being quite workaholic, i tend to work too much and cant stand it when others are so slack. As the saying goes, when you cant win them, JOIN them! Thus at times I'm slack too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also can't stand superiors giving works that has totally no value add tot he organization but in fact, decreases our productivity, morale / increase our dulaness and frustration. Especially when you know they know nuts about the operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about School..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently a Finance student of UniSIM. (Got 40% subsidary from government! WooHoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Finance? Because i want to study something which i can apply to daily life. After studying finance, i've better appreciation to what happening to the world and our economy. Unlike my Dip in Electronic, i find it practically useless when i'm not working in this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently semester 2 waiting for exams. 4 more semester to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend most of my time studying when working overnight duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about Girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All excess time left out of the above two belongs to her. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this.. she still wants me to blog!! I don't care, all entries will be made at your expense!! Haha!! (in terms of time only, electricity bills not included)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-3191588036565198001?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/3191588036565198001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/3191588036565198001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3191588036565198001' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-101820713080397853</id><published>2007-03-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T17:29:22.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New updates of my life!! As requested by frequent viewers of this blog.. but only to find outdated blog in dismay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed a new bike! Honda CBR 400 Super Four Spec II! Black in gold rims.. my fav combinations! No more smelly 2T smoke.. no more spongy suspension! Now got bigger engine.. bigger tyres.. but maintence more ex.. duno wana ride this bike how long leh.. duno wana change to class 2 bikes anot.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and.. Slowly switching from a computer game addict, to a more active in exercise guy now le.. Enuff of weakling! Gotta gain back my fitness.. become more meaty.. so that darling can feel more sercured in my arms.. hehe. Nowadaes, havnt 12 midnite i tired liao.. and will auto wake up earlier to eat breadfast.. but hard to maintain my healthy lifestyle with a bunch of vampire frens.. also hard to manage my time for darling, frenz, gym session, sleep, work.. but luckly.. i lump all activites together at one go! I influence my darling, frenz to go gym with me.. also.. sleep at darling house so that we can spend more time together.. also i can wake up later there thus sleep more.. as her place is 15mins earlier then my house.. haha.. kill 2-3 birds in one stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la.. thats all for now.. tata dudes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-101820713080397853?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/101820713080397853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/101820713080397853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#101820713080397853' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-116101574541992084</id><published>2006-10-17T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T00:22:25.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dun tink anybody noticed that this blog's skin has been changed.. it's a surprise by my darling tryin to do smth for me.. thx ya.. it was originally a picture of Honda RVF 400. Bt i tot that this pic would be nicer.. and indeed it's a good blogskin.. of course with the help of darling.. the blog guru.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ah...~ Much.. Much.. Muchi Muchi.. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-116101574541992084?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/116101574541992084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/116101574541992084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116101574541992084' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113690623170533933</id><published>2006-01-11T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:17:11.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won a Samsung MP3 player for eating Burger King sometime ard Xmas season!! It a those kinda card where u need to scratch and sms the number.. to partcipate in a lucky draw. Haha sumone still say, " Send for what.. cfm wont tio wan la.. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember tat dae is went to Yishun Bk.. b4 watching KingKong the movie. When i was young, the 1st "lucky draw" i took part is.. those kind of ice cream, u eat le then see the stick gt anytin ant.. the mre the better the price. Ever since then i always wish i could win sumtin frm wateva lucky draw.. until nw itz the 1st! Was pending for winning a car frm lucky draw.. hehe..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana get my bike soon! ArGh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113690623170533933?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113690623170533933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113690623170533933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113690623170533933' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113645723485698781</id><published>2006-01-06T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T18:34:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrated my 21st Bdae at O-Bar on 30th dec.. &lt;br /&gt;Alot of ppl tink itz a wrong choice of place to celebrate coz cfm alot of ppl will wana make me drunk, bt i tot otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind getting drunk. I juz wan them to enjoy together wif me. To feel high.. get seh wif me. To forget their many many worries.. to relax.. to forget all the unhappiness. To destress for the moment. Such a place wif juggies goin at $12 &amp; shots at $3 certainly make this very possible.. LoLz.. And true enuff, it didnt take them too long to get high. Guys.. Thx for coming ya! hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat all of them a jug of their choice each.. Then i purposely treat my buddies (Andy&amp; Gang) another jug of beer to mix so tat they will get high faster.. Haha and it didnt took them long to get high wo~ hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Treat my clubbing buddy (Edric&amp; Gang) also.. Bt i no nid to worry abt them.. They always get high before me de.. 1st tin see me ask me dunk 3 tequila shots liaoz.. then everyone start to join in the fun.. Andy treat me 2 shot.. Jiahui 1 shot.. Then both Andy&amp;Edric&amp;Gang all jio me tequila pop pop... Then.. I cant remember the rest le.. Hahaha.. Coz im oreadi seh by then.. Juz hope tat u guys enjoy ya~ hee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nxt tin i knw is.. i woke up in the morning wif my clothes oreadi changed clean.. with plastic bag to standby incase i vomit again.. Felt &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;warmth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in my heart. Thx ya.. heh.. Sorry tat u din get to enjoy tat nite..&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my Class 2B TP test today. Tot cfm fail le.. E-Brake didnt stop b4 red line(considered immediate failure)coz didnt brake hard enuf(phobia of bike skid coz i skid on my laz revision). Turing pylon tat time too slow (coz i really scared hit the pylon and tio immediate failure). 4gt to check blind spot b4 doing U-turn.. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case u duno.. all the testee were to sit in a room and wait for the result. All 90 of them. And those whose name is being called would mean they had failed. Oni those who stay till the end pass.. and itz bein called out grp by grp. When it comes to mine, which is frm no.46-54.. he called out, 46,47,48,49,54. wahahaha i PASS!!! Coz im no.52.. hehe, i was like damm shock lo.. Tot i cfm retake le.. Even when to see the nxt test date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go bike hunting liaoz.. hohohohoho... (o^_^o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113645723485698781?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113645723485698781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113645723485698781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113645723485698781' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113569213991293489</id><published>2005-12-28T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:05:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just like dere's no use crying over spilt milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you cant stop the sun from rising from the east..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you cant stop human ageing process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you cant stop urself from dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you cant stop the Earth from spinning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like you cant turn bak time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is count my blessings each day and be thankful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stop myself frm being unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~` ~`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always like dat. Those good things that ppl had done for u, u mayb happy and remembered them for awhile.. or occassionally tot of it. But when it comes to unhappy stuff, you'll always remember it. Thats why whenever im unhappy over anytin.. i always count my blessings.. hw fortunate am i.. and dere's alot mre unfortunate ppl out dere.. so dun whine boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i could turn back time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh god..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me strength to face this test of mine.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113569213991293489?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113569213991293489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113569213991293489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113569213991293489' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113447561824192491</id><published>2005-12-14T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:35:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.freaknfunny.com/files/upload/draw-a-pig.swf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz a personality test.. nt bad la.. some true some nt true.. neway.. do try it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My test results were as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You are a realist.&lt;br /&gt;*You are innovative and active, but don't have a strong sense of family, nor do you remember dates&lt;br /&gt;*You are emotional and naive, you care little for details and are a risk-taker.&lt;br /&gt;*You are secure, stubborn, and stick to your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;*You have a poor sex life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. all these things are nt really up to me to judge.. muz need someone to tel me true or nt true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113447561824192491?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113447561824192491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113447561824192491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113447561824192491' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113318447491541469</id><published>2005-11-29T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:27:54.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time didnt update here le.. nt tat i dun wan.. i gt no time la!! then by the time feel like updating.. forget watz in my mind le.. lol... altot im like v.bz.. bt i feel my life guo de hen chong shi... oh ya.. my TP date is on 05/01/06 really hope i can pass.. been waiting for tis dae.. tatx all la.. tata guys.. tk cre`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113318447491541469?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113318447491541469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113318447491541469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113318447491541469' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113214413360110166</id><published>2005-11-17T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:28:53.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime i chat wif my frenz tat ride bike.. they always tel me to buy car, drive rather than ride. Told me alot of disadvantages tat i tot of it long ago.. bt 2dae i manage to experience one of the disadvantage 1st hand.. Riding in the rain. Tmd.. totally drench n wet. Cold wind blowing due to the speed, wif splashes of water frm cars zooming pass us.. omg.. cold until my didi shrink ar.. LoL. bt tat was fun! hMmm.. i still wan 2 ride bike. Drive car till sian liaoz.. lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113214413360110166?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113214413360110166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113214413360110166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113214413360110166' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113108631590896449</id><published>2005-11-05T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:16:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wad is Happiness??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel asked, "You aren't happy. How can I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;The poet replied, "I have everything. But I lack only one thing. Can you give it to me?"&lt;br /&gt;To which the angel happily said "Sure. I can give you anything you desired.&lt;br /&gt;"The poet stared right into the angel's eyes, "I want happiness."&lt;br /&gt;"All right," the angel nodded. And the angel proceed to take away everything the poet possessed. The angel took away the poet's talent, destroyed his looks, robbed his riches and killed his wife. The angel then left for heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later, the angel appeared in front of the poet.The poet was lying on the ground, half dead, hungry and struggling for survival. The angel then returned him everything he once possessed and left for heaven again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later, the angel paid a visit to the poet. This time, the poet, together with his wife, thanked the angel profusely. He finally found happiness.&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, a person need to lose everything before he/she know how to cherish. Actually, happiness is right in front of you. Just what is happiness? When you are hungry, a bowl of hot noodle in front of you is happiness. When you are tired, a soft bed is happiness. When you are crying, a gentle tissue is happiness. Actually, happiness has no definition. Sometimes, small actions can touch your heart. Happiness or not, depends on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have u forgot how to be happy today?&lt;br /&gt;Got u in my heart already it is.. heaven~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113108631590896449?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113108631590896449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113108631590896449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113108631590896449' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113091372251029371</id><published>2005-11-03T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T14:43:27.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiu Feng Zi Ji Qian Bei Shao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;In a country wif a population of millions.&lt;br /&gt;We walk pass hundreds of ppl everydae..&lt;br /&gt;Wifout knwing who they are actully.&lt;br /&gt;Fate brings ppl together,&lt;br /&gt;In all sorts of unexpected twist.&lt;br /&gt;We gt to knw frenz.. &lt;br /&gt;Thousands of frenz..&lt;br /&gt;Bt is difficult to find someone out of tat thousands..&lt;br /&gt;Whom we can tok to..&lt;br /&gt;Or will understand us well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all the ppl,&lt;br /&gt;Tat my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Has been rated as a special someone.&lt;br /&gt;To be blessed wif gd luck n stay happy always~(",)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113091372251029371?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113091372251029371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113091372251029371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113091372251029371' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113024600999813673</id><published>2005-10-26T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T21:13:30.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea!! finally really doin hands on le.. finally.. hmm.. Busy as i m.. bt it really occupied me n time passes quickly.. life was nt as ugly after all.. me n my fren saw a RAINBOW.. a damm HUGE wan.. frm the sky all the way to the sea coz our base facing sea de. damm beautiful.. made me realised tat deres still lotz of beautiful wonders in the world tat makes me realised tat .. hmm life's still full of hope ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After every thunderstorms theres bound to hav rainbow sumwhere..&lt;br /&gt;Altot in life there will be lotz of adversity. &lt;br /&gt;Bt it is oni then will our life be mre exciting and beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum n dad quarrel again. as usual the same prob. mum ju feelin v. fuck tup wanted a listening ear bt dad will juz cut her converstation and want to force a solution asap. If the problem is those kind of problem with no solution.. dad will feel tat mum complain so much also no use, thus raise his temper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys work in a way if gt a prob they will juz brainstorm n tink of a solution asap, &lt;strong&gt;ALONE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gals work in a way if they facing prob they wana tok it out wif lotz of ppl.. n they r happy enuf le. &lt;strong&gt;The prob NEED nOT be solved, they juz wan 2 be heard&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in these scenario.. mum juz feelin sad n wana chat wif her lau gong, bt dad juz dun like to hear grandma stories and wana cut the crap by finding a solution asap. in a event where itz obvious nthg can be done to the prob.. he will get stressed up too and ... hmm arguement starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotz of gals hav mention to me tat im a gd listener.. bt i dun understand wat they mean until a couple of months ago i read the famous bk "men is frm mars, women is frm venus". haiz.. if oni my dad understand wat she wans.. Nvm. will try to make mummy happy.. in a son way.. nt interfering them. bt hor.. like she said. i juz keep out of trouble can le.. can i??? hmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113024600999813673?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113024600999813673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113024600999813673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113024600999813673' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-113007248405500315</id><published>2005-10-24T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T21:05:03.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>duno y.. suddenly gt tat kinda flash bak of wat had been happening tru my life.. all sort of ppl i've hav seen.. all the memories.. some gd.. some nice.. some happy some sad.. some embarrasing moment.. as usual i always tink too much. tinkin too in-depth.. tinkin too chim stuff. Flash bak of wat has happen is normal.. bt the flash bak i had is nt mental memories of the events tat took place. bt is the emotions i had during those times tat attach itself wif mental pics of the scene n wat happened tat time. wat sort of flash bak is tis?? emotional flash-bak??  hmm.. is those kinda suddenly lotz of different emotion rush tru my heart.. almoz make my heart feel like stopping. at times sweet at times sour.. hahahaa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of lan jiao lang i've seen.. but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i knw is tat... Each of us has our own unique flaws. We r all cracked pots.. Bt it's the cracks &amp; flaws we each hav tat makes our lives 2gether interesting &amp; rewarding. As events happening in our lives, it brings wif it a unique opportunity 2 mit people we likely would nvr hav met in any other ways. &lt;br /&gt;And very often, those people we meet will becum frens. and maybe fren will becum tat Special Someone. come to tink of it.. i feel i've change alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoz of u all. &lt;br /&gt;Becoz of the tins we encounter 2gether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Becoz of wat u all did to mE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-113007248405500315?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113007248405500315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/113007248405500315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113007248405500315' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112981752997288368</id><published>2005-10-21T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:12:09.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wondering y i so long didnt update? becoz im simply too busy to type anytin!! Abit nt feeling well.. weather damm cold nwadaes.. and im machiam working in a fridge everdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Wish me luck--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tata~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112981752997288368?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112981752997288368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112981752997288368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112981752997288368' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112938852239228238</id><published>2005-10-16T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:02:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goin cocolatte .. celeb my fren bdae.. lotz of stuff.. goin in my head. i wish i could juz start work on monday and flush everytin away.. outta my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112938852239228238?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112938852239228238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112938852239228238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112938852239228238' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112927890509734039</id><published>2005-10-15T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T16:35:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a long walk to many places ytd nite... been awhile since i did tat.. always enjoyed strolling.. chatting abt anytin under the moon wif sumone. Nice chat wif ya evelyn.. chatting wif u seems like both of us are ard 25 yrs old?? LoL.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling bored nw.. nuaing in the afternoon wif no idea ltr wat im gona do wat. Hmmm and i didnt knw baby also will dream de.. lol juz nw zenden was mumbling n moving i tot he wake up le.. then after i call sumone over take alook.. he was slpg soundly again. They say he is dreaming juz nw.. hahaha so cute.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmmmm.. haha.. hmmmmm ---&gt;  Wat happen to those? wat happen to u...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112927890509734039?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112927890509734039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112927890509734039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112927890509734039' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112909522099500575</id><published>2005-10-12T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:33:40.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;U got 23 daes of annual leave.. u can oni bring forward 18 daes. So u will go on leave tml to clear at least 5 daes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat means i will hav 36 annual leave nxt yr!! o.O  LoL everyone was shock.. they all oni hav 5-10 daes while i gt 23 daes. Juz wake up.. opened my door.. see 3 children running ard. Anthiea, Giselle, Kynan.. and Zenden the youngest of all slping.. wat a sight.. All damm naughty.. yet adorable. I ask my mum.. Hey tot u always wan to carry grandchildren.. nw one shot gt 4 to handle u hapi?? hahahah.. her reply was u better dun hav children so fast yet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin for bike practice.. long time nv go ride bike le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112909522099500575?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112909522099500575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112909522099500575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112909522099500575' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112895010921269429</id><published>2005-10-11T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T21:15:09.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Liu WenKang shao nian shi jian bu.. Yi qie mi di dou jie kai le!!!&lt;br /&gt;(The jap cartoon of a detective Jin Tian Yi's fav line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz a Miss Under Standing la.. hai yo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far new place.. everyone's friendly.. the shit will comes when we start work. Nw is like still ok.. and normally b4 a thunderstorm is always v.peaceful de. hohoho.. Gt exams nxt tue. =_="  sianzz..   nid 2 noe at least hw to handle a position within 2 wks, while our seniors use to learn for mths?? Nvm.. i'll see it as a challenge.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WiSh i gt my bike licence le. Then go hm wont be so troublesome le.. they finally allow me to book my TP.. hope i get my licence soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112895010921269429?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112895010921269429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112895010921269429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112895010921269429' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112877415981374874</id><published>2005-10-09T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:44:36.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd round celebration. Tanjong pagar.. hMm.. i wan to drink drink drink!! daMm it. Im dieing to club.. im dieing to drink.. nw listening to winamp.. R&amp;B.. Nelly - My place. closing my eyes. feeling myself bending into the surrounding. A dark room. Flashing lights. rotating ard.. ppl dancing ard.. bouncing to the groove.. beer.. liquor.. C-walk., malays.. chinese.. beng.. fights.. cais.. the feeling of High.. sweat.. Opened my eyes. Saw tis gal.. Petite.. long hair. cute&amp;pretty.. hands up in the air.. dancing.. to the groove. will i get to see u? hMmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to knw wat has happened. Ur tears n sobbing pierce my heart tat nite.. i feel ur pain as i've been tru it b4. Serious..&lt;br /&gt;Altot u seems ok i noe u r still hurting inside.. if u ever nid sumone to tok to im juz a fone call away ya..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope things will get better for u ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112877415981374874?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112877415981374874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112877415981374874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112877415981374874' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112867493437809464</id><published>2005-10-08T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:22:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laz dae le. Graduated le. After 9mths.. of AFS. Goin to celeb Edric bdae todae.. hMmm.. Mayb goin Momo to mit frenz there. goin where still nt yet cfm..&lt;br /&gt;hMm.. all these daes. Moz click wif edric le.. poor guy, kana posted to jurong there. nxt time v.few chance to see each other le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat if ur fren likes a gal.. bt the gal likes u? wat will ya do.. hmmm.. i really duno. tat nite did i heard wrongly? i still cant believe it.. neither do i dare to ask. so pai seh.. my fren say if it's true he dun mind.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why am i always stuck in these kinda sticky situation..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112867493437809464?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112867493437809464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112867493437809464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112867493437809464' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112851243380379529</id><published>2005-10-06T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T19:40:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wOoo.. finally get to use comp. Gt my posting le.. goin to a secret airbase ard changi area. There alot of things to learn.. cham ar.. nid to be very versatile. Finally.. the 3 mths of stay in ended in a flash. This is goin to b the laz week le.. everybody is tryin their best to make it to the fullest. Eve &amp; Xh stay bak till 1am juz to accompany us for these laz few nites. After this week.. everyone will be goin everywhere. All of us had different posting.. Will be goin bak camp after usin comp.. juz to make full use of the laz few daes in AFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a fren stayin in too. Yaohan. haha.. kana dunk by us till vomit the whole toilet.. sori ar.. bt itz a norm for us le.. hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotz of things happened in out grp. bt shld be mre or less settled le. Bt heard another quite shockin thing tat nite.. bt dun dare to tink too much abt it.. scared history might juz repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall let nature take it course ba..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112851243380379529?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112851243380379529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112851243380379529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112851243380379529' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112780369871712864</id><published>2005-09-27T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:11:27.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fridae's performance. &lt;br /&gt;Cant imagine we r supposed to perform in a major happy hour. even mre major then the previous wan lo.. so many crabs and gold bar. The buffet so many food.. bt i didnt get to eat anytin.. gan cheong cum i wear shorts dun wana walk ard.. alot of officer wif crab on shoulder de. Bt can say it was a success ba.. altot we cock up quite a number of tins.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to sentosa. &lt;br /&gt;I juz cant picture myself in the scene sia.. Since donkey yrs, countless of ppl hav been jioin me go.. all tio rejected. bt tis time i still go anyway.. decided to gif sentosa a chance to impress me. Go hm also nua. apparantly i still feel weird goin there. almoz sunburn. almoz becum roast pork.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PX hse to ton.&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, another session of daidee + forfeit drink beer/liquor.. hMm.. Since when i becum a alcoholic? drank XO without ice without anytin for the 1st time. it Taste so gOood! omg.. almoz go bonkers. Then PX &amp; XH cook fried rice for us.. they say it'z easy.. Reali so easy mehz? i see them like really zai lo.. seriously tis is the 1st time i got to knw frenz who can reali cook a decent meal like tat. Im pretty impress.. summore cook finish le PX still mop the kitchen, was even mre impressed. Mayb i didnt expect tis frm PX. My 1st impression of her wasnt v.gd initially.. duno y. &lt;br /&gt;Gt to see XH's dog. It wont bark wont bite. It was said tat if u can manage to make her bite u, cfm u struck lottery. v. tamed.. v.timid.. really gt a unique character of her own. got a unique white cross on her chest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to changi village.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd suddenly feel like goin to somewhere to enjoy breeze.. see the skies n the stars. Went to see planes.. went OCH.. do tis n tat.. hMmm.. hw long hav we knw each other? juz barely 2mths ba. The rate we r goin is like expressway sia.. shared a story wif them. Abt god creating cow,dog,monkey for mankind tat story. Tok to them abt dreams. They say i hav a tinkin of a 25 yrs old bt a looks of a 19 yr old.. they duno.. im actuli tryin to remind myself i gt stuff at hand to handle. And i shldnt fool ard le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotz of other things happened, bt dun tink i can type all. Been tryin to update bt cant seems to find the time siah.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better then wasting my time doin nthg. At least im happier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112780369871712864?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112780369871712864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112780369871712864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112780369871712864' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112731004436687622</id><published>2005-09-22T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:52:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone call me over the fone cryin.. As promised i will always lend u a listening ear if u need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got performance on fridae. Goin to act like idiot. Goin to act like backstreet boys. Goin to dance. Goin to act like gay boyband. Bt wateva.. itz for fun n laughter, peace n joy. At least when the time comes, i nid 2 leave AFS.. i gt memories of doin stupid things wif my coursemates. At least few yrs dwn the road.. i will smile at these memories i hav wif my frenz wheneva i tot of it. At least b4 the same gang will nv be together again.. we come together and accomplish a show for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wateva it is.. im glad tat u guys cross my path in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also same to the unexpected addition of frenz frm lounge too.. we go out every weekend.. ton.. do this, do tat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder will everytin continued even when we posted out? hMmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.. i cant bear to leave AFS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112731004436687622?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112731004436687622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112731004436687622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112731004436687622' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112658634084387334</id><published>2005-09-18T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T05:38:35.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tons of things happen.. bt then simply no time to blog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the stuff tat happens are happy stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the course is goin to end.. everyone will be posted out to bases everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the memories we shared will always remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....I will miss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunk.. The bed.. The toilet.. The food.. The Tv lounge.. The MESS.. The lounge.. The barmaids.. The beer.. The microphone.. The daes we confine.. The shit we shared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck my dear frenz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v(n_n)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112658634084387334?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112658634084387334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112658634084387334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112658634084387334' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112658514504781004</id><published>2005-09-14T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:26:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Final Assessment is finally approaching. Everyone's stress over it. A few has taken the test and frm wat i heard frm them, itz nt goin to be easy. There's no use praticing the procedure le.. coz wat they will be testing is too free style le. In the last exercise i score the highest in the class.( i secretly go check de, coz i really tink mine abit too high) This time round.. is really muz all out le. I choose to slack initially coz life in army is like tat. if i were to do my best at the start.. i muz maintain all the way if nt ppl will say u slack and will hav high expectation for u.. where as if u slack at 1st, n later show great improvement.. they will be mre impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd luck was wif me. while we were playing dice in lounge, whenever i open i cfm win. Edric n Edward drink alot alot. But since edric havnt merlion b4, we decided to dunk edric. He gt so seh till he call xiao huan as pei xin! lol, he miss her too much le la.. Tatx wat happen when sumone drink too much, all the subconsious things come out. Haha!! Tat time he drink alot he also tel me alot of his stuf laz time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zz.. Edward keep sayin wana aim me tonite lehz.. Zz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112658514504781004?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112658514504781004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112658514504781004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112658514504781004' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112632316024863817</id><published>2005-09-11T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:37:11.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frm ytd wake up at 7am till nw havnt slp. Over 24 hrs liaoz.. =.= wtF.. after bk out frm camp.. went to mit up wif my frenz.. i got ppl goin newsrm, and a grp of frenz goin black, yet another grp goin devils.. wat the hell!! everytime ask no tius.. once got all come in one shot.. So inital plan to newsrm cancelled, and i went to black. My fren say duno go wat medical wat bash.. meaning tat place shld be flooded wif nurse or docters-to-be.. hmm, indeed gt alot of happening gals dere. but!! here comes yet another cal frm my camp buddie edric..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edric (in the mist of another ktv pub): hey.. xiao huan n pei xin @ orchard partyworld ask us wana go anot.. im goin dwn nw.. wana go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the barmaids of our AFS lounge. After our regular visits + singin duet songs + playing card games cum forfeit wif them.. we sort of click together. sOo.. after stayin at black observing the c-walkers (coz nxt time i wana challenge them) dwn dere till ard 230am i went over to partyworld. Atmosphere felt abit weird initally.. like v. pai seh.. bt after tat ok le.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt here comes the strange part. Peixin got to work @ 6am yet still so onz. Xiao huan is the moz siao onz wan! everytime see her so dao in camp bt didnt noe she's so chatty.. after partyworld close @ 5am, we went to long john @ cine nua , then to a hotel lounge.. then to coffeebean.. toking simply everytin under the sun!! itz been yrs since i ton till so late lor.. she didnt complain a single bit! normal gals by rite will start complaining say wana go hm la.. leg ache la.. etc.. or juz diam diam one corner. dun say gals.. guys also wont b able to take it lor. bt we juz keep chattin.. n the topic seems to go on forever.. and she dun seems to wan to go hm. Finally everyone decided we shld go le.. finally.. tired siah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a dae.. later edward gt celebration.. duno where.. either black or double O.. i really muz slp le.. bt shit im so damm awake..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112632316024863817?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112632316024863817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112632316024863817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112632316024863817' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112615444035848943</id><published>2005-09-09T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:41:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very happy! Wed alot of tins happen. The story goes like tis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff Jason : Ivor! You better buck up! Juz to inform u tat u hav come to the attention Mdm Lucy and she is requesting staff steph to take u on ur nxt prac.. she wont gif u any chance.. so gd luck to ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : hMm.. orh.. okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff Jason : Let me see when is ur slot. Thur?? Make it wed can? like tat if u fail thur u can do mre pratice then retake on fridae. if u still fail then im sori we're goin to discharge u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: MmMmm.. okie lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff Jason: Seriously Ivor, do u see urself as a regular in RSAF anot? haiz.. duno la.. u better " bao zhong "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess wat. Staff steph took me for my test.. kinda quite fierce &amp; pressure me.. bt i didnt fuck tup my test! instead i did quite well.. They seems shock hw cum i so " zai " like tat.. hehe, COZ THEY LOOK DWN ON ME! tatx the no no thing.. im damm mad abt it. and i tel myself im gona proof myself once n for all in this battle. I juz choose to slack only wat.. nt as bad as till nid this kinda special attention and remarks rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after havin victorious in the afternoon.. v.happy! looking forward to go lounge to drink till my heart content wif my buddies, didnt gt the chance to join them the dae b4 coz i was preparing for the test.. and then.. some weird tins happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward the main mastermind who keep sabo ppl makin everyone drunk n vomit b4 is damm suey lor! we played donkey, he lost twice n hav to drink a mug of beer. Then later we play again he had to drink 2 full mug again. by the time his face is red and seems like a easy target.. hehe.. so me n frenz went to buy a total of 20+ can of beer. and everyone take turns to play game wif him.. in the mist of dunking him.. we also gt quite high.. alot of farni tins happen.. alot of drinks spilled everywhere.. alot of mopping.. even the barmaid also join in the fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward: Ai ya plz la.. u guys keep gifing beer no use wan! i oreadi high to the max laioz.. drink further more also like tat.. i wouldnt puke de la.. i oreadi high till do sommersault in lounge le.. wat mre u wan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end.. he puke.. slp outside.. hav to carry him bak.. then we keep ji siao him till he seh.. hahah alot of ex-victim also join in the fun.. takin revenge. His bdae coming.. gona make him drunk tat nite! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatx all folks! Gona join them in the lounge nw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112615444035848943?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112615444035848943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112615444035848943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112615444035848943' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112585372240945084</id><published>2005-09-05T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T01:08:42.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heard frm my fren's encounter. He n his frenz were walking towards sumwhere where they saw the old man wif a cane in front of them suddenly fell dwn. Face 1st.. n there was lotz n lotz of bleedin frm his nose n mouth. The lady who looks like she's in her late thirties infront of him heard he fell, turned and walk towards him.. and started to reprimand him. It looks like she noe this old man.. mayb his daughter.. or relative.. we duno. Bt can see tat she's nt at all sympathies wif the old man lor, she didnt even help him up! Instead, she keeps reprimanding him.. she use a tissue and wipe the blood on his face violently.. making mess of blood on his face. My fren as a outsider help out, and was mre gentle then the lady lor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He oreadi so poor tin le.. stroke till one leg cantmove.. nw fell dwn still scold him and this n tat.. i feel tis is no way to treat a old man tat juz fell dwn n bleeding lor! Somemre is sumone related to him de.. he muz be feeling damm sad..&lt;br /&gt;Lotz of ppl are bein filial to their parents nwadaes.. i dun say im filial or wat la.. bt i certainly wont treat them like tat!! Ppl like them shld be gunned dwn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always say.. duno nxt time when they're old will i take care of them.. This is &lt;strong&gt;OF COURSE!!&lt;/strong&gt; Itz one of my " zhuo ren de " principles. I duno y tat lady treat the old man like tat. mayb he was a bad father once or wat.. i duno watz the grudge between them.. But all i noe is i have a doting parents. And i will try my VERY best to give them a gd life..      Mark my words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love u Mummy &amp; daddy !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112585372240945084?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112585372240945084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112585372240945084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112585372240945084' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112550798269042200</id><published>2005-09-01T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:16:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After i decided to " bo chap " smth, my appetite grew tremendously. Mayb due to tat im less stressful n mre happy ba. Bt abit over le i tink.. even thought i feel abit full, abit bloated at my tummy, i juz crave to eat smth again. 7am Breadfast, 9am teabreak eat wan tan mee, 12 pm lunch break , 3pm another bowl wan tan mee + snickers, then 6pm dnr, 8-10 ktv+ beer, 11pm+ instant mee x2. Horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was v.surprised i didnt went out 2dae.. even mre surprised to see me playin games at hm.. indeed v. rare to see me like tat. Lotz of weird tins has been happening sia.. and recently im like tryin to cultivate a habit of nt wearing underwear beneath my short to slp, or juz wear a boxer. Alot of my campmates also like tat.. duno why, they say coz itz mre relaxing there.. wear underwear there will like v. tight lo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately the reason is becoz sumone has told me tat wearing underwear will reduce ur sperm count. Which i tink is true lo, coz today my instructor also told me the same tin. My instructor has been tryin for babies with no results. They also said tat the radiation we received frm working at the tower will make us mre prone to hav daughters. Omg, tis i also heard frm sumone laz time. Cham ar.. i wan 1 boy 1 gal nehz.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. I like v. eagar to hav kids hor? laz time they say " yang er fang lau " meaning raise a kid for ur retirement. Bt nw seriously i tink is " yang er fan nao " lo.. meaning raising a kid only brings headache. Bt i like kids.. mayb coz since young i've been seeing alot of kids in my hse coz my mum used to baby sit for ppl. Summre my bro n sis both also got 1 prince 1 princess.. they're so cute lo.. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....To someone anonymous that wasn't given the chance to see this beautiful world. May you R.I.P ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112550798269042200?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112550798269042200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112550798269042200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112550798269042200' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112485791547592413</id><published>2005-08-25T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:33:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting mre and mre closer to my coursemates. 6 mths ago we're juz like strangers. Mayb becoz im really too busy wif my own stuf and spend moz of my time slpg in sch. After frequent drinking and tock cock sessions i realised tat all of them had quite a happening life, in their own ways. I wont say my life isnt happening at all frm my sec sch life onwards, for everyone is happening in one or another way. I used to, also too given the chance to go tru the same happening path as them bt i choose nt to. Mayb due to my conservative upbringing, mayb due to my passion for other tins in life tat i tink itz a waste of time indulge in " those stuff " which i tink it v.bo liaoz long ago.. come to tink of it, im really laggin of acknowledgment of some untold, real truth in life. Mayb i DO heard of it occasionally, bt i juz simply bo chap.. ytd the talk cock session is like once again reminded me tat this is the REAL world. And.. itz kinda slow for a goin to be 21yr old guy to knw it nw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;When u cant win them? Join them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw tat i knw it, shld i join them? Shld i still stick to my principle? or shld i fuck the principle. It takes yrs to turn gd n only a few min to turn bad. The dae when i get mre enlighthenment then 2dae will b the dae the devil comes. and the dae is comin soon at these rate.. been tinkin abt stuf tat happened dae n nite. been unable to slp well for the past few daes. been traumatised by it. im so naive living in my own world. time to accept the real world ba.. Im indebt in u in a way, thx for making me realised all these.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the fairness in equality&lt;br /&gt;Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity&lt;br /&gt;Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killin', people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;Children hurt and you hear them cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;And would you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Father, Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;'Cause people got me, got me questionin'&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;                    .....Where is the love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ignorance is bliss, only to the Ignorant..&lt;br /&gt;-Shaun James&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112485791547592413?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112485791547592413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112485791547592413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112485791547592413' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112465065793694470</id><published>2005-08-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T02:59:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling tired, headache, sad, angry, heart-ache. Throat n tummy feels funny.. didnt eat anytin.. no mood. Im mentally drained. I heard enuf. Really enuf.. Itz too much for me to absorb.. too ugly for me to see.. too disgusting for me to hear.. i really feel sick.. im lost.. &lt;strong&gt;im devastated&lt;/strong&gt;. My heart is crying for sumone.. wat izit tat turn u into sumone like tat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God will only help those who help themself.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why.. tel me.. i knw u r feeling miserable.. bt y degrade urself? u deserve better.. really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop degrading urself!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Sincerly wish tat may god bless u a better life..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112465065793694470?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112465065793694470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112465065793694470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112465065793694470' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112457377315915672</id><published>2005-08-21T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T05:45:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lousy Mood + Alcohol(Cigg) = Drunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out drinking non-stop since monday. Altot im a stay in personal.. Our camp got a lounge for us to chill out. Wif duty free tiger beer, we simply juz abuse lo.. 1 can is like cost $1.20, equal to any can drink u can buy frm a kopi tiam. Bt i always stop myself frm further mre drinks whenever i knw im half way into the equation le. Ytd jia lat.. drink overboard coz saturdae no nid 2 book in.. vomit abit. Stomach nt feeling v.gd.. tink drink too much le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to save someone le! Really v.happy.. felt v.proud abt myself.. hehe. And also gt to hear alot of ppl sayin impressive stuff.. once again proven to me tat they had grown up spiritually. V.GOOD! (^_^)-b &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thx to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaun James&lt;/strong&gt; for cracking jokes making me luff till pengz whenever he saw me stone in camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriel and Gang&lt;/strong&gt; for focking out time to pratice wif me the practical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edward and Gang&lt;/strong&gt; for the drinking sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis gave birth le!! A v.charming Prince indeed.. same birdae wif mum summre. God bless them a happy &amp; warmth family ya.. all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112457377315915672?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112457377315915672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112457377315915672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112457377315915672' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112428049457234354</id><published>2005-08-18T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:16:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;".....players only love you when they are playing."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one's life start to go downhill, the optimist wonders when he'll hit the bottom pit, coz right aftr tat, tins will hav to go up again. For the pessimist, aftr he hits the bottom, he lay dwns and wait for the ground splitting earthquake which the ground will then swallow him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Im waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever sumone says "it's okay I'll be fine" u knw tat the person is not, bt u hav to respect his/her wish to be left alone. I used to be able to say "I'll be fine, don't worry" without much problem.. Nw.. even a 3yrs-old can see thru my act.. nt tat i say it in another way.. juz tat i've over use tat phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw i knw y i like to moltivate others so much. COz by indulgin myself in other ppl's problem.. i actuli forgotten all my worries.. for a moment. I'll still hold on the fort and do my ultimate best to save u.. despite of my own many many personal problems. Then.. let the ground swallow me up once im done. Mayb it will b ur turn to save me ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well nw...&lt;br /&gt;If little by little u stop looking for me..&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop looking for u little by little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;you forget me..&lt;br /&gt;do not look for me,&lt;br /&gt;for I shall oreadi hav forgotten u le..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112428049457234354?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112428049457234354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112428049457234354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112428049457234354' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112399941664234734</id><published>2005-08-14T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T14:17:54.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He was a confused soul. Endless doubts abt his ability, abt his feelings and abt what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt.. er.. maybe tatx nt the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He juz wan to make sure wat he's doing, the path tat he's taking is the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many others.. he's so afraid of getting hurt and hurting others even mre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been hurt too many times and doesnt wish to go thru the same path again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mind probably has already made up long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's holding him back is the lack of assurance and the numourous thoughts of what-ifs tat has been clashin in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dae he 1st saw her.. He had a v.deep impression of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt the kind that made his heart go jumping ard tryin to jump out of his chest. Nor was it the kind tat made him go breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it definitely intrigued him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing her better made him a little more drawn to her each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He definitely enjoys every minute with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent with her always gives him tat feeling of warmth.. tat feeling of connectivity tat he has never felt for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he was cool abt the whole thing.. like " bo hiew " like tat.. deep dwn inside, he feels for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is dwn and frustrated.. he feels sad inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she is over the moon.. he feels happiest happy for tat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she achieved smth, despite countless doubting abt her ability, he felt proud for her and celebrates wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He probably nvr felt like tat for sumone in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftr a long chat wif a buddy and numerous confrontations wif his inner self made him realise what he had wanted all along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is aware that deep down inside.. she too, is afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of bein hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of hurting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nt oni tat.. she got other commitment and stuff to tink abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was afraid and confused in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knws she is someone he will be happy wif. And he is willing to do all he can to make sure she feels the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is confident tat he can achieve tat and tat he will never let her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hopes tat he can be her listening ear, her shoulder to lean and cry on.. her pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sincerely hoping to obtain her vote of confidence. In him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mankind is a creature of habits. If only i hav the time.. mayb tins would be different..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   .....Maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112399941664234734?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112399941664234734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112399941664234734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112399941664234734' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112379254855261739</id><published>2005-08-12T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T04:43:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bak frm supper. Had supper wif a grp of i nv expect i would ask them out de ppl. Shared alot of views, or we call it guy's tok ... and the topic mostly is abt " nu ren "  Man mostly vexed on two things oni, Nuren and money. The chat was quite interesting.. tok till almoz dun wana leave le. Mayb coz human naturally are K-po 's &amp; Gossip mongers ba.. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had always like to moltivate ppl.. becoz in order to influence him. U need to be alot mre positive then him to moltivate him. And tru the process.. i felt moltivated too. To do smth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I allow you to affect me so much? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard some "happening" news.. heart almoz drop. Feeling sour inside.. Bt regardless of wat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shall follow my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112379254855261739?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112379254855261739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112379254855261739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112379254855261739' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112368390809233862</id><published>2005-08-11T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T22:27:18.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ppl in the army shld noe tis kinda feelings.. aftr bein isolated frm the world so long the 1st u bk out wat will u do? Tired? Slp? At hm play game? Slack? Mit gf? Mit frEnz???  no matter wat.. those few hrs or daez are the moz precious lo.. i tink it meanz alot to ppl who stay in ba. And i would like to spend it worthwhile.. nt juz nua ard.. I always aim to live my life to the fullest and i find it unbearable to slack for even a single moment. Tatx y i get moody easily when it's a boring dae. Since itz impossible to be havin fun all the time so i tend to focus alot on work. Tatx y im a workaholic. Bt it had been wks since i feel like one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feelin dwn n lost. 2dae's bk out dae, been wantin to do smth.. bt nobdy calls. Even if gt tius i feel it's better nt to go.. coz u tend to see ur frenz all happily tokin to each other making u feelin like an extra. like a idiot wanting to tag along oni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently like gt abit of friction wif sumone.. i also dun understand y. it feels terrible thought.. and i tink it's all my fault. duno y recently got a libra's trait.. tryin to balance everytin and look everytin in a general picture.. leading to indecisiviness. Leadin to dilema. Leading to confusion. leading to unpleasent feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is like a hotel, ppl come ppl goes.. no 1 actualli stays.. ytd &amp; today actuli reminds me alot of my laz time tat grp of frenz. The feeling of being left out, nt being asked to their outing. even when u thick skinned go n join them in their outing. Everyone will juz tok to their "selected buddies" and outcast u in a unintentional way. I dun blame them coz the reason they nv jio me is they say im always busy meetin up wif other ppl tat time. So they assume im nt free. Fine.. i still cherish them even till today.. im still waiting for them to ask me out again. so tat i noe they cherish me too.. and it's nt one sided anymre. Frenship nid 2 hands to clap to maintain it.. i always try to fock out time for them laz time bt rarely do i see them appreciating or reciprocrate in another way. Frenz come and go.. when deres meeting dere bound to be parting. Life goes on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetin a fren who has alot of same kinda idealogy as me.. mostly negative. Im glad she agree meeting me tonite to play pool.. at least tonite nt so sianz. abt time to mit le.. hope i dun get trashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112368390809233862?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112368390809233862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112368390809233862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112368390809233862' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112337287265047709</id><published>2005-08-07T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T17:04:24.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cant fucking slp. Decided to come here and type.. mayb later tired le can slp better. Lets tok abt wat happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to find my dad at serangoon garden country club to get car. Decided to be filial abit and interact wif my dad mre.. so i listen to him sing at the lounge wif his fren. duno y the 1st tin come into my mind when i see my dad's fren is to close him as invester. Im damm moltivated de actuli.. the tot of meeting up ppl in a lounge discusing biz investment plans etc. I feel tis is where i belong.. the business world.. My dad sang to me a song.. i feel v.meaningful. It's call Outsider by Cliff Richard. The lyrics goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone else is in your arms tonite, while i'm all alone and blue. Someone else would kiss and hold you tight, juz the way i used to do.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be your love.. and now im your used to be.. outsider, tats me. &lt;br /&gt;You'll be dancing cheek to cheek to him, to our favourite melody.. and the tender words you speak to him, will be words you spoke to me..&lt;br /&gt;once i was in your heart.. now someone else holds the key.. outsider, tats me&lt;br /&gt;I wan you so much, so much. I can look, you can look, but musn't touch. &lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for the phone to ring, but i knw it's all in vain. When you left me you took everytin, but the memories and the pain .. I used to be your love..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i even play pool wif my dad!! Happening.. hahah. Then i went to 5th floor at shenton tower and watch firework.. lasted 13 mins. Damm nice lor.. it's like clear view summore, nv kana block by things.. wished i was hugging someone while watching.. haha.. suan le ba.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of all the useless, negative ppl ard me pulling me dwn.. And yet it's painful to stay in "tat place"..  My angel is super ambitious and when i start sometin i will cfm make sure i make it. And my devil is super destructive.. making me v.self destructive when tins happen. They hav been having war for weeks.. im really v. xin ku.. u noe hw fuck tup it is to leave a place u love becoz of " tat reason "? at times due to other ppl, i will xin luan abit and come bak awhile.. but i juz dun feel needed there.. I'll be bak. STRONGER.. This is the third time im facing this kinda crisis. The 2nd time i cut all contacts wif my best of the best frenz. Wont tink i will do it again tis time.. i hope not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be bak.. Everytime i juz come bak stronger and better. Once im ok.. I'll be BAK. Haiz, hw am i goin to hang out wif my negative frenz outside.. tink i'll juz stay at home nua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Hoping for miracle to show me a light in my darkness ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112337287265047709?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112337287265047709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112337287265047709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112337287265047709' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112331829159757204</id><published>2005-08-07T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T16:52:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many many things happen ytd.. It all began with my fren msg me tel me to drive safely, sayin it's 7th mth.. This sounds weird to me coz i nv mit up wif her b4, bt we juz sumhw click on friendster. Didnt expect her to send me this kinda msg ba.. And on my way to orchard plaza to mit andy.. i almoz get involved with an accident. My fault.. i din concentrate on driving. Subconsiously my body is able to drive the car but my soul is elsewhere..And if not for me and tat taxi to be alert in the laz min, tat accident could b quite fatal.. To me i die nvm, the car muz stay intact. i cherish the car more then my dear life.. ppl say "&lt;em&gt;Da Nan Bu Shi Bi You Hou Fu&lt;/em&gt;" hope so.. bt due to my analysis of "life" , wat goes down muz go all the way down then will bounce up de.. meaning, expect more unplesant things to happen all at on period of time. And soo.. a TP comeby and stop me, fine me 200 + treat 12 demerit pt for dangerous driving. Im happy to accept it really, im happy to accept ANYTIN for the car to be in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo.. mit up wif andy le, we having second tots abt goin 484. The ppl damm flooded lor.. summore all xiao beng n lian. Really "kinna tius" lehz.. Tink i abit cannot take it ar.. haha! i wan somewhere mre of my age grp.. =.= sOo.. we decided to go the notorious orchard tower aka four floors of whores to check it out. And plz.. the whores dwn dere is all transversitte, so plz dun tink we're into them. I read on the papers introducing the clubs as venues for ppl sick of normal nightspots, which quite suits me.. We hop ard, go see see.. me all the long tryin to find excitment, andy like abit gan cheong spider..haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club dere really happening. Ang mo's everywhere wif hand all over the bodies of the man? or women?? The place is like alot of "women" tryin to seduce man by either by dancing sexy in front of him, or rubbin him wif "her" ass. We went in straight away tio liaoz.. andy look at me wif tis kinda look =.="  hahha... But i still tink nt happening enuf. So i flirt bak, ji siao them abit.. act like interested till they jio me then say dun wan. All i wan is to see wat stunt she can pull to try to psyco me. So she dance infront of me la.. sit on me la.. whisper whisper my ear la.. use fake neh neh buar me la.. hahaha tink i v.bad. Andy also tio meanwhile.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly andy kana pull away.. o.o  &lt;br /&gt;Then i kana pull away also..   o.0  &lt;br /&gt;then outside they ask us wan anot, $200 only, we party together.. 0.0!!&lt;br /&gt;After abit of struggle then we manage to walk off.. +.+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. haha.. ok la.. nt really traumatising coz im oreadi expecting it le. They really desperate to recover the money they spent on their operations izit? $200 per person! Then nvm.. drivin along CTE tat time for no reason got a car wif hydrogen lightings pushing me. Wtf?? Nvm.. so i purposely drive even slower to show abit attitude. If i driving a rental car i cfm break suddenly make ur whole bonnet chui arh wana play wif me.. Soo.. tink they got fed up, they over take me and two cars blocking me. Both Rx8.. no wonder so ya ya la..bt neway im exiting.. haha.. Tata~~~!!&lt;br /&gt;And so we ended the nite after havin supper @ AMK S-11.. having headache.. went hm straight to slp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112331829159757204?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112331829159757204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112331829159757204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112331829159757204' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112317582116431756</id><published>2005-08-05T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T01:18:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz bak hm frm meetin " xtz " .. Been trying v.hard to keep meeting up with other ppl other then ppl frm " tat place " .. Becoz in " tat place " i need to maintain my roles, my duties, my image.. at times when tired, i'll show my weaker, softer side to outside frenz. This " xtz " is v.special, having free access to my ivorykingdom.. aka " Queen ".. my life is in a mess also partly becoz of " xtz " Nevertheless, glad tat we had a chat together after such a long time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken long enuf breaks.. i've nvr been like tis b4.. tink i accumulate too much inside le.. like juz seems unable to return to my norm. Normally juz one session of meeting up wif frenz shld do the trick.. why izit till nw im still nt " ok " ?? i need to return to lead again.. but.. im still nt " ok ".. so so many mix emotion.. feel so arGhhhh sometime.. feel like yelling n screaming.. sori guys, nt tat i dun care 4 u all anymre.. bt im trying to save myself 1st..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone born in this world is a winner.. I've been wondering this for awhile.. when i win the million sperm race and achieve the impossible 20yr's ago.. did i really wanted so badly to be born into this world?? How big was my desire then?? While some die in the midst of the race, some swim slower.. hw did i actuli achieve tat??? It's amazing how life is created.. how im created.. how izit tat im typing stuff dwn here.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to tot tat my mum had me due to " accident ".. Coz my siblings all older then me by 8yrs or mre. Summore when i was young.. whenever im naughty she would say she shld hav abort me tat time. I actuli tot it's true!! Then one day i ask her izit a "accident" tat she had me, guess wat? she say they created me on PURPOSE. My brother is the "accident" tat cause them to get married!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink abt it. If u were the chosen one and u win the race.. happily waiting for the day u can see the beautiful world.. all u need to do is survive in the racing area for 9 months.. juz when everytin seems so promising.. so lucky for u.. suddenly one day u got sucked out of the racing area at the same time being torn to million pieces. Hw do u feel??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112317582116431756?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112317582116431756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112317582116431756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112317582116431756' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112307413021075273</id><published>2005-08-04T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:03:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nw at home! No nid to stay in.. (^^)v  Had a hard time slpg laz nite.. feeling both hot n cold at the same time + headache.. had my temperature taken in the morng.. 38.5 degree C~ Finally decided to report sick.. heh. I dun reali like to repost sick coz it's like showin others tat im WEAK. Medical officer gave me two days Mc to rest.. nwadaes they v.gd to us le.. mayb due to many recent incidents of NS man dieing during service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently received a email frm a webbie abt tarot cards reading. They always send me occasionally telling me hw im feeling etc. To my surprised, the recent readin i got v.true lehz.. so juz nw nth 2 do decided to log in had my situation read. This is wat it says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Universal Six Card to Describle Your Situation Now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how you feel about yourself now&lt;/strong&gt; (The Hanged Man)&lt;br /&gt;You feel a little confused and perhaps fearful because you sense or know that there is someone or something you need to give up to be able to move on. This self-sacrifice isn’t always clear - you may not even know quite what or whom you should give up. This is a time of passage from one phase of your life to another and The Hanged Man can signify a time of spiritual development too. Perhaps you need to try and look at things from a different prospective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what you most want at this moment)&lt;/strong&gt; (Temperance)&lt;br /&gt;The cards suggest Ivory, that what you most want at this time is some peace and harmony, a sense of control and to feel that life is flowing again. Perhaps you have been, or still are, going through some tough times regarding a relationship, financial worries or some other kind of loss. Take heart that peace will be restored - this is a time for you to be calm and patient and life will soon have a sense of normality again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your fears &lt;/strong&gt;(The Devil)&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid that it's out of control, you simply cannot resist this passionate attraction. Despite the fact its addictive and unlikely to be right, you just can’t stop yourself. Whatever it is, a passion for someone who’s not good for you, money deals that are too good to be true or any other kind of temptation, try to resist, as it is unlikely to have a positive outcome. If you're feeling low in self-belief and self worth and doubt your abilities, don’t, have more confidence - its not too late to change direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is going for you &lt;/strong&gt;(The Magician)&lt;br /&gt;If considering any new enterprise or relationship you will find the self-belief, confidence and ingenuity to make it a success. Perhaps a promotion or pay increase at work, or a strong feeling that if you were to choose to work for yourself, you truly believe you can make it work. Go for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is going against you&lt;/strong&gt; (The Emperor)&lt;br /&gt;You may be over ambitious at this time, success may remain just out of your reach for a while. Are you being assertive and positive enough? Or are you using aggressive, bullying tactics to no avail? Do not mis-use your authority or if you have requested help from a strong, successful man don’t let him bully you - he either helps or leaves you to get on with things yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outcome &lt;/strong&gt;(The Hermit)&lt;br /&gt;This is a time for you to be alone or may herald a time of loneliness. Take this time for quiet introspection and rest. Don’t worry you will find the answers, but the Hermit signals a warning not to make hasty decisions. If you have been unwell this is a time for rest and recuperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. Tio hit.. interesting rite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112307413021075273?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112307413021075273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112307413021075273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112307413021075273' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112298454185515071</id><published>2005-08-03T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:19:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YeSh!! They finally unleash the results for those ppl who fail the exam.. I tot cfm me le.. since im like didnt study at all until the laz min. I went out n meet andy for supper till 130am then go hm n slp till 430am, wake up n study..all the way till exam starts @ 8am. When they say deres only one failure frm our class i can moz certainly tot it's me le.. im juz so notorious lor.. My name quite alot of publicity siah.. heehee.. BUT!!! demo.. the one who fail is another guy!! And it's sort of least expected tat he will fail de lor.. due to tis, wed gt ppl stay in wif me le.. wouldnt b so lonely.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad tat tml gt to stay in.. y i nv do my quiz carefully... haiz.. really regreted nw.. i ask for it. Summre i stupid stupid tot tuesday NDP.. tot monday will bk out.. i wear my contact lens to camp didnt bring my glasses. nw gt to wear lens n slp the whole wk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My image in camp is like wat?? " Kun Xin ( Sleeping God ) "  " Slacker " of course all tis is bcoz im juz lazy lo.. so i present myself tis way.. nw nt anymre.. ever since a v.yandao instructor came to our camp.. im sort of like moltivated.. haha.. starting to try to look presentable le.. im bringin my lens to camp, nxt im goin to style my hair in the morning.. let ppl 0.0... then i goin to focus mre on passin my course.. passing ytd's exam was the 1st step.. v(",)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink coz lack of slp or wat.. i gt headache since ytd nite till nw.. cant slp.. brain keep tinking of stuff.. Tis morning wakie took my temperature, 37.8 degrees C!! o.O.. Then whole dae been struggling in air-con room refusing to report sick. Summore tis afternoon gt rain lor. I moz scared cold de.. Almoz freeze to death. Juz had panadol, feeling ok nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la.. enuf of blabbering.. ja ne~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112298454185515071?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112298454185515071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112298454185515071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112298454185515071' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112276403761619905</id><published>2005-07-31T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T06:53:57.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I actuli got tons of things to say, but i've deleted all of them le. Once again.. Becoz it's content is nt ok for certain ppl to hear de.. LoL, I tink it's a habit of mine, tatx y.. Coz im a v.straight forward, v.blunt kind of person, i got into alot of troubles b4 laz time, like unneccesary quarreling n argument.. Havin learnd my mistake, nw whenever i wana say anytin, i will access wat im gona say 1st b4 saying. Ppl who been hangin ard wif me close enuf will notice tat i tend to like wana say sumtin, then the nxt moment say nvm.. It's the same in blogging too! It goes sumtin like tis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Lots of tots in my mind and i juz keep typing here.&lt;br /&gt;(Feel like voicing out my unhappiness, in real life mayb i will say to the person " Eh.. ")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Read wat i've typed before posting.&lt;br /&gt;(Accessing wat im goin to say to tat person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Decided to delete the whole chunk of words.&lt;br /&gt;(Tink i dun say anytin better, n tell the person say " Nevermind.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altot it feels better to type all my " Bu Shuang " here.. n delete everytin machiam it can delete my " Bu Shuangness " But it actuli feels even better to hav sumbody to listen to u complaining.. Basically to those chosen one by me.. neway I saw Andy Abdullah, one of my chosen ones at the basketball court on fridae.. sOoo long didnt saw him le.. kinda miz him. Glad tat he has got over his ex-stead.. nt oni tat, he jio me nxt wk go clubbing!! He sugguest either Rush or 484, long time nv go wif him sia.. bt i sugguest mayb we go Crazy Horse see see.. no matter wat, hope we'll mit up nxt week ba.. sumtin for me to look forward to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm, the sun is rising.. Im still nt in the bed yet.. had to study afterwards when i wake up.. Mondae's my exams.. wish sumone can offer me their place to study.. I juz simply cant study at hm lo. Distraction many many.. the babies.. the computer..  the bed.. die die muz pass ar.. arGh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112276403761619905?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112276403761619905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112276403761619905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112276403761619905' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391317.post-112246843193581443</id><published>2005-07-28T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:47:11.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tink i shld end this blog here. I dun wan a place for me to voice out wat i've been tinking in my head. Knwing juz 10% of wat i tink u will feel why tis person tink so much... 30% of wat i analysis u will feel hw come simple simple thing i can tink till so deep.. believe me, u wouldnt wana listen to my 70%. It too much to say.. and too dark to be hear.. it's too chim.. too extreme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blogname is call IvoryKingdom.. ppl who knw wat it is knws tat tis is actuli a Kingdom of my tots which nt many are invited. Only a few ppl knws it n has been to.. My long lost fren Andy &amp; Chirlin.. and nw got two mre new frenz.. one gone le.. one still by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz nw i actully have been typing alot here in this post.. bt i one shot deleted all le.. abit chim.. abit overboard.. lucky i nv post.. dun wan other ppl to knw any mre info frm my kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IvoryKingdom, a once beautiful kingdom.. has turn to City of  Solitude when the Queen left for war in her HomeLand. Gloomy Skies.. Lightning.. Thunder.. Rain.. Corroded Ivory walls.. was all it left. Before the Queen left, she told the King..  i might come bak..  i might nt come bak.. we shall see how after the war ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..I'll Wait For That Day, I Wont Let Yesterday's Disapointment Cast A Shadow On Tommorrow's Dreams..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391317-112246843193581443?l=city-of-solitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112246843193581443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391317/posts/default/112246843193581443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://city-of-solitude.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112246843193581443' title=''/><author><name>Ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681582979422577473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b247/ivorykingdom/poly_me.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
