<?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-5341841030953554199</id><updated>2011-10-08T12:10:01.907+08:00</updated><category term='Current song: Owl City - Fireflies'/><category term='current song: David Guetta ft. Akon - Sexy Bitch'/><category term='I&apos;m waiting for you..'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 99. 2300pm; 25 April 2011'/><category term='current song: Justin Bieber - Love Me'/><category term='current song: Iyaz - Replay'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 55. 0203am; 12 March 2011'/><category term='9 Months 7 Days ; It just end today~'/><category term='Tired ..'/><category term='current song: Beyonce - Naughty Girl'/><category term='current song: Boys Likes Girls ft. Taylor Swift - 2 is better than 1'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 73. 0005am; 30 March 2011'/><category term='What to do? Thats life..'/><category term='Tired'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 14. 0107am; 30 Jan. 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 26. 0037am; 11 Feb. 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 90. 0028am; 16 April 2011'/><category term='current song: Ke$ha - TiK ToK'/><category term='current song: Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling'/><category term='current song: Taio Cruz - Break Your Heart ^^'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 110. 2129pm; 6 May 2011'/><category term='F and M'/><category term='11 Months 26 Days... What should I do?'/><category term='8 Months 27 Days'/><category term='weeks'/><category term='Secrets~ ^^'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 45. 2240pm; 2 Mar. 2011'/><category term='I&apos;m Being Too Naive...'/><category term='I don&apos;t want to love you days'/><category term='Fuck up.'/><category term='1 Year 8 Days... Life never gonna been better.'/><category term='7 months 28 days'/><category term='current song: Beyonce - Russian Roulette'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 1. 0146am; 10 Jan. 2011'/><category term='So so tired~'/><category term='Get lost..'/><category term='Not shiok after all...'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 197. 0854am; 1st August 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 91. 1146am; 17 April 2011'/><category term='(^.^)Y'/><category term='current song: Kelly Clarkson - Already Gone'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 98. 1844pm; 24 April 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 136. 2337pm; 1 June 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 24. 0058am; 9 Feb 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 94. 1852pm; 20 April 2011'/><category term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><category term='months or year but forever~'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 57. 2336pm; 14 March 2011'/><category term='back to square one..'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 48. 0947am; 5 March 2011'/><category term='Short eh? ^.^'/><category term='F and M forever~'/><category term='8 months 8 days'/><category term='11 Months 30 Days'/><category term='current song: Akon ft. Sweet Rush - Troublemaker'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 6. 0920am; 16 Jan. 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 47. 1417pm; 4 Mar 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 66. 0001am; 25 March 2011'/><category term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 51. 0019am; 8 March 2011'/><category term='current song: Justin Bieber - One Less Lonely Girl'/><title type='text'>Every LEFT has a RIGHT, every GIRL has her KNIGHT!</title><subtitle type='html'>There was this girl who caught my eye
She was lovely and beautiful I can't deny
When you look at those pretty eyes on her face
She was a very fine girl I have to say
She was hotter than the weather on a hot summers day
Her lips seemed as if they were gleaming like fire
Oh how I wanted to kiss her was my desire
She was more beautiful than a sweet velvet rose
She truly is a work of art
How I wish we were together, not apart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4261501175314167952</id><published>2011-08-01T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:06:01.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 197. 0854am; 1st August 2011'/><title type='text'>You moved on..</title><content type='html'>I hadn't been updating my blog since 1st june.. Now, I'm back updating with not surprises, no worries. I just wanna say.. You moved on. I knew it, one day, you will definitely be touched for what he did for you. As I said, memories are meant to be cherished, they are not made. What I can do for you, is hoping that you can have a wonderful days with him. Cherish him more than he does to you. Love him more than you love me. Maybe, this is a short post from me to you, telling you life moves on no matter what. Past is past, you don't wish to let him go, he won't leave, and your life is granted. Hope he will be one of a kind of your's beloved, elton. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VY4CW5yhnVc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;有一种尖锐 在心里搁浅&lt;br /&gt;寂寞时特别强烈 呼吸 刺痛 纠结&lt;br /&gt;有一些笑脸 公式化出现&lt;br /&gt;计算出快乐假面 是痊愈 还是上了麻醉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了自己 放了回忆&lt;br /&gt;放了世界不过如此而已&lt;br /&gt;多少庆幸 多少风景&lt;br /&gt;在放了之后才清晰&lt;br /&gt;放了自己 放了回忆&lt;br /&gt;放了那 配不上你的伤心&lt;br /&gt;你该诠释的不再是悲剧主角的残影&lt;br /&gt;而是新的自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你有过期待 也有过等待&lt;br /&gt;满腔热血只无奈&lt;br /&gt;现实 报废 浪漫&lt;br /&gt;人群中进行 孤单时复习&lt;br /&gt;你的坚强很争气&lt;br /&gt;只是怎么学不会忘记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了自己 放了回忆&lt;br /&gt;放了世界不过如此而已&lt;br /&gt;多少庆幸 多少风景&lt;br /&gt;在放了之后才清晰&lt;br /&gt;放了自己 放了回忆&lt;br /&gt;放了那 配不上你的伤心&lt;br /&gt;你该诠释的不再是悲剧主角的残影&lt;br /&gt;而是新的自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了自己 放了回忆&lt;br /&gt;放了世界不过如此而已&lt;br /&gt;多少庆幸 多少风景&lt;br /&gt;在放了之后才清晰&lt;br /&gt;放了自己 放了回忆&lt;br /&gt;放了那 配不上你的伤心&lt;br /&gt;你该诠释的不再是悲剧主角的残影&lt;br /&gt;而是新的自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当那幸福的号志 又一如往常的亮起&lt;br /&gt;笑着放了自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4261501175314167952?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4261501175314167952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4261501175314167952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4261501175314167952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4261501175314167952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-moved-on.html' title='You moved on..'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VY4CW5yhnVc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4519043015749116174</id><published>2011-06-01T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:49:22.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 136. 2337pm; 1 June 2011'/><title type='text'>Sorry for not being there when you needed me the most of the most.</title><content type='html'>Babe, I'm sorry for not being there when you needed me the most of the most. All I cared was me, myself and I. I played game without realising you are bored... Currently, I'm not attached to you, but, if you and I were together and I actually not realise your boredness, will we even quarrel? Definitely. That day, I even tell you that when you thirsty, I'll pour drink for you. Hungry, I'll cook some of my best dishes for you to enjoy and when you bored, I can call you and said I miss you. After realising that you are bored, does that mean to you I'm not missing you while I'm gaming? I can even see your face while gaming. Those characters, all have your face and that's how much I miss you. It's been days I hadn't seen you, babe, I miss you real bad. How are you nowadays? Eating well? Sleeping well? Days without you flies, can't you see? It's already day 136. Missing missing you. =(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/87jUZy78Up4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4519043015749116174?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4519043015749116174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4519043015749116174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4519043015749116174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4519043015749116174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/sorry-for-not-being-there-when-you.html' title='Sorry for not being there when you needed me the most of the most.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/87jUZy78Up4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1422966546088393531</id><published>2011-05-06T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:46:21.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 110. 2129pm; 6 May 2011'/><title type='text'>What a happy, tired, stress free day. =)</title><content type='html'>It's been 110 days and I'm still the way I am. Hmm... Frankly speaking, I don't know what to post. I'd always wanted to ask you how's your day was, but, I don't know how to treat you as normal friend. Oh ya, here to tell you I had been to school's team 2! Hooray~! ^^ And and, hope you like the shampoo my mum bought for you! Haha! ^^ Today no sad stuffs but tired, that's all. Went playing basketball with your brother and all at 1 until 5 wor~ Luckily I did not get any sunburn. Phew~~~ Babe, I felt very... open these days. Lika... very free. Which, I do not use to it and never will. Just... Wish you good luck on your upcoming game~! ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No more quarrels please. Can't your just smile with each other for a week? Your had quarrels almost everyday and I'm not trying to be busybody around other's relationship. It's just that if you really love her, treasure her. Understand her more not just by reading her blog. She also have her own personal problems and if she don't wish to say, don't ask because she gets irritates easily. Your english is way more better than mine, so I hope is your mindset too. Just, notice whats her needs, wants and her daily life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VFGbSWP-G-o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1422966546088393531?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1422966546088393531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1422966546088393531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1422966546088393531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1422966546088393531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-happy-tired-stress-free-day.html' title='What a happy, tired, stress free day. =)'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VFGbSWP-G-o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3482220876701331796</id><published>2011-04-25T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:23:06.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 99. 2300pm; 25 April 2011'/><title type='text'>You are going, leaving and disappearing...</title><content type='html'>Babe, you can be angry with me at times, but, all I could say is I'm sorry. I shouldn't have enter your privacy without any permission from you. I'm sorry. Not saying that I do not trust you at all, maybe it's just a challenge for me to pretend nothing had happened. Challenge for me to fight against with my tolerance and alot more. I hope all this challenges could stop, right here, right now. I just do not want anymore challenges! So what if I became someone whom is so matured that you actually miss the old Fendy yong? So what if I became someone whom is actually not as joker as you met me since the day we start? I don't want all this obstacles to make me feel like I'm someone whom is not that someone you ever wish to be with. I want to be that old someone whom you ever loved the most, cared the most and missed the most. If I delete our memories into the recycle bin, I hope that I could restore it back and read/watch it all over again. You do not enter my privacy yet I did. I don't know why didn't you. Maybe is it because of you trust me? Believe me? or have faith in me? If you really did one of this, trust me, I shall not interfere your privacy anymore, again because I'm actually not sacrificing for someone I love but to make them feel bad and insecure. I don't want it to happen ever, EVER again on me. ='( Please forgive me. ='(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YOuoF8hCwAI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3482220876701331796?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3482220876701331796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3482220876701331796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3482220876701331796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3482220876701331796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-are-going-leaving-and-disappearing.html' title='You are going, leaving and disappearing...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YOuoF8hCwAI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2371149005094596847</id><published>2011-04-24T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:35:10.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 98. 1844pm; 24 April 2011'/><title type='text'>Strangers, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Is this what happened to us? I wondered, thinking hard and all. What are we arguing about before we seperated? I think that if life seperate us and we end up in totally different places, I will always remember our past for this period of time, and I'll be thankful for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2371149005094596847?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2371149005094596847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2371149005094596847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2371149005094596847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2371149005094596847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/strangers-again.html' title='Strangers, again.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4541326386411576766</id><published>2011-04-20T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:13:57.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 94. 1852pm; 20 April 2011'/><title type='text'>I, I trip and Fall for you.</title><content type='html'>Babe, I've tried to recall the incident we quarrel before we broke up, and it makes me laugh to say am I stupid of what I'm doing that moment. Now, you have a boyfriend, and he do not likes you to meet, talk or even play with guys as he can be jealous. Still, you're with him till now and it's over 1 month. I'd tried to compare with me... In the end, I thought of "I've lost". Our long term relationship couldn't last because you can't stand me during that moment. Now, you couldn't stand his jealousy for just a simple time yet you're with him. I'm not saying this is unfair to me. I just wanna know what's in your mind? You love him, you love me more. You just stead with him, you stead with me the longest. You went to met him alot of time, I came to meet you everytime. Still, I'd lose to someone I love and treasure the most. Nobody want this happen to the both of us and hoping us to last happily forever. We have the same look and saying that we are fated. So, I'm complicated with all this things. I'm asking myself, what is going wrong between our relationship? We did not share whats in our heart. We did not communicate well till this point of time. We still don't have faith for each other. Is this really what we're missing of?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4Emqsn_hu40" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4541326386411576766?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4541326386411576766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4541326386411576766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4541326386411576766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4541326386411576766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-may-know-what-your-need-and-wants-but.html' title='I, I trip and Fall for you.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4Emqsn_hu40/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-5273462508085683412</id><published>2011-04-17T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T12:10:34.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 91. 1146am; 17 April 2011'/><title type='text'>Thanks for being there when I needed you...</title><content type='html'>I do not know how to go face you. I want you to be happy, but, my mind is telling me is you happy because we're only friends. Yet, when you shared me your feelings, I felt that, I've already had someone who can treat you the way I treated you before. I don't wanna let go cause I don't want to let go our sweet happy memories. If it was to be done just a sentence I said, I wanna let go, I had let my happy life gone. You don't give people unexplainable feelings, you gave people your heart. For them to know who you really are no matter how your background is or where you come from that's why you go generous, no. You telling me that this is who you are and I'm loving the WHO YOU ARE. I don't know what stopping us in between. If it's a relationship with you and him, I shall not interfere. I don't even wish to. I just hope that although he's different between me, he can't replace me, you still love him the way you do now. Plus, you should be happy that your life goes on no matter how life is tough ahead, you finish your path and ends it with a smile. If you really thinks that I'm going to stop loving you and decided to let go, there is a way. "IF ONLY A MUTE PERSON TELLS A DEAF PERSON THAT A BLIND MAN SAW A LEGLESS GUY IS WALKING IN WATER". That is when I'll stop loving you, ok? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/o4TJUtfIOC8" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-5273462508085683412?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5273462508085683412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=5273462508085683412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5273462508085683412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5273462508085683412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/thanks-for-being-there-when-i-needed.html' title='Thanks for being there when I needed you...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/o4TJUtfIOC8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2423485374743110791</id><published>2011-04-16T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:45:46.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 90. 0028am; 16 April 2011'/><title type='text'>Cheerful, smiling and always happy. That's me.</title><content type='html'>Babe, it's been some time I had post anything here. So so so long. Passed 13 days and it's already day 90. I manage to waited for you for 90 days now. Still got a long way for you to come back. Although it's not your whole heart that is waiting for us to be together, at least I know that you physically are. =D I know you do not understand me at times when I started to change my expressions. I don't want to either, but, it seems like it's uncontrollable. Seeing you happily receiving the person you love's gift, I'm happy. Really, I'm really really happy. Seeing that there is someone whom can do something without using cash. Past, all I know is that if I have money, I buy whatever you likes. I was wrong. I buy things you like, you like my heart. Can I buy someone else's to replace mine? No I couldn't. You wondering? I'm behaving this way. What if we're back yet I'm behaving this way. Can you take it? I thought of this question as well. I don't wish someone, or anyone can replace me in you. I wanna be a person, throughout your past, I wanna be the only person whom I ever wished to fulfill your fantasy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XwfimZoEsS0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2423485374743110791?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2423485374743110791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2423485374743110791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2423485374743110791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2423485374743110791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/cheerful-smiling-and-always-happy-thats.html' title='Cheerful, smiling and always happy. That&apos;s me.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XwfimZoEsS0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6137140480012274321</id><published>2011-03-30T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T00:35:07.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 73. 0005am; 30 March 2011'/><title type='text'>Missed the beautiful memories we've shared.</title><content type='html'>Baobei, there few days we can't meet up because your current do not want to you to be. Its alright, as long as you having fun, smiling lively, I'm happy le. Every night, I had always been to your blog. Just to see how much you missed me, how much you needed me to be there for you. Also I shed tears every night. I don't know why~ Every time I read your posts about me, although it's not a lot, at least I manage to know this is the much you love me. Ha~ Thinking back times we had spend, it's rare to me. I had never been this much happy before when I'm with you. Who are you, really? My smiling angel? Haha.. Times when you need me, I'm not there for you. Felt so guilty. Times when you said if I smile, you would too. I did not, felt so guilty too. Countless time, I felt so guilty after rewinding what I did wrong and, it was just so... Killing me inside. What I've done, was all for your own good. You scolded me once, "You always spare a thought for others yet not for yourself, can you please stop being so stubborn?!" I'm stubborn at times all because of you. I want you good, I want you to live a better life. Although your background leads you to this path, don't feel remorseful. Who said people who was born to be non-beautiful background will lead you to no where? Prove them wrong! You are who you are. Ok? Please... Always the want cheering me up, it's time for me to cheer you up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LTzBol_BIUQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6137140480012274321?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6137140480012274321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6137140480012274321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6137140480012274321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6137140480012274321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/missed-beautiful-memories-weve-shared.html' title='Missed the beautiful memories we&apos;ve shared.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LTzBol_BIUQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-5352302762572216454</id><published>2011-03-25T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T00:24:48.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 66. 0001am; 25 March 2011'/><title type='text'>You've changed.</title><content type='html'>Babe, you've changed. I don't know why but I just felt this way, you really had change to a new form. Oh great~ How I missed the old you. Sometimes... I had been asking myself. Why are you just so different when facing me and your friends? I'm just like a third party in your relationship with him. I felt so guilty whenever I saw you and him chit-chatting on the phone. Upon that time when you tell me that he do not wants you to message me, I tell myself that I must be strong even if we can't be husband and wife, at least we are once sweet birds. I really wants to cry everything out! I really want to. I can't just stuff everything inside myself either. I can't tell you shits like this in me. There's so many things I couldn't pick up my courage to tell you because you're behaving the new form of you except for few. Your attitude still remains whenever I tell you truth~ "Suan liao, you want like this so be it. I got nothing to say." I still feel that I can't tell you the truth as well we I do not want to see you angry like this. Yesterday, he called you when I'm with you. Either I have to keep quiet or just act as if I'm your brother. Why? You just want to avoid quarrels with him? I understood you. You're a Queen whom have a King. I'm Jack. I miss the memories we had in the past, do you? I had 2 slaps by you. Yet, I'm still standing strong here to see you growing, loving someone else. I had stand strong for your by accepting the fact that you are with him. You even cried during the first day when you accepted him. I was like... Why are you crying? Aren't you suppose to be as happy as you are to be. Why aren't you doing that? Now, you seldom cry infront of me. Bet you understand me already, but, I kept changing my thoughts because I thought I could hold strong. Then, I couldn't. Tell me why you've change, k?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8X8l3ArbjYA" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-5352302762572216454?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5352302762572216454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=5352302762572216454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5352302762572216454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5352302762572216454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/youve-changed_25.html' title='You&apos;ve changed.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8X8l3ArbjYA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1484634979012216439</id><published>2011-03-14T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:16:21.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 57. 2336pm; 14 March 2011'/><title type='text'>It's good to see you smiling, always. =')</title><content type='html'>Babe, hope you can really enjoy who you are with now. Although you missed someone you ever loved the most, now, you finally had one you can spend your days with. I'm glad to see that. ^^ Think back to the past... I felt so guilty, stupid and naive. Since the day I we broke up; I'd been asking myself, just why? Why did I actually vent my naive anger on you? What for? You're just following him to woodlands to buy somethings, why did I get so jealous for? Is it because I love you so much? 1 year 8 days... I'm still jealous for you. Now, I know the reason so. Because I just love you too much till today, it's a no change love from me to you. Now, you're attached. I just hope that you can be happy day after day when there's just no me. =) Stay happy forever, not the old you. But, always a brand day you can breathe in the fresh air and start afresh. We gotta live our lives day after day with facts. So, live happily ever after like how I do now! ^^ Loves!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mitNR4N-tdU" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1484634979012216439?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1484634979012216439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1484634979012216439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1484634979012216439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1484634979012216439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-good-to-see-you-smiling-always.html' title='It&apos;s good to see you smiling, always. =&apos;)'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mitNR4N-tdU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-999776706003230169</id><published>2011-03-12T02:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:51:23.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 55. 0203am; 12 March 2011'/><title type='text'>Thank you for everything you gave me. =')</title><content type='html'>Babe, thanks for all those memories you gave to me in the past when I'm with you. I really do appreciate it. It seems like you already had someone whom can replace me in your heart. =') In the past when I'm with you, you always had been the one whom can free me out from home, getting me out from this boring home all the time just to get time to spend with you. I always hope and plan what's further ahead in my life with my soul mate, which is you. I hope that I could last with you forever and never have any difficulties facing challenges up ahead of us because I wanted to live happily and peace with you. I always plan before the day so that it could come out perfect as well as to see you having the biggest smile in the world! ^^ I always wanted to give you surprises, which I always failed to do. Ha! Think of it makes me laugh. =D Still, 1 year 8 days make me really happy to have you. Maybe, we're just not fated to be together. I bet I haven't told you about my birthday wish, have I? My birthday wish is... No matter me and her was meant to be together or what, this girl, CHIA MEIJIN, we aren't seperated no matter what is infront of us, challenging us. People could say that we're like wedding couples than just normal couples. We're as sweet as honey and lovely as how the flowers looks. I'm just not behaving well when you met him. I'm easily jealous, you should know this. I hope you understand me, not that I wanna stop you from anything. I just hope that what I do was for your safety and my security for you. But still, I can't manage to do what I wanna achieve. Dumb ya? o.O What can I really do to make you happy, seriously? Practically, I'd lose you now. I don't know what to do~ Who can tell me how to always love someone whom she actually loved you before? Memories will always be in me, ALWAYS. I promise that this memories we both shared, will not be destroy. Damn~! I shouldn't be crying now just for how I feel~ Comeon! Don't cry! Shit... Maybe, I shall end my post here then, see ya everyone! :^.^: Here's a song for you peeps! Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cSDZCK3PKKw" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-999776706003230169?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/999776706003230169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=999776706003230169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/999776706003230169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/999776706003230169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you-for-everything-you-gave-me.html' title='Thank you for everything you gave me. =&apos;)'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cSDZCK3PKKw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-8802909411294129928</id><published>2011-03-08T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T00:49:10.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 51. 0019am; 8 March 2011'/><title type='text'>Cheer up please, I don't wanna see you in this condition man!</title><content type='html'>Babe, I know it's hard for you to accept the fact so sudden. Do what you think the best is gonna be far ahead of you. Do not worry about me, I'm alright. Nowadays your temper had been going bad to worst. I understand. But, still do not get so angry till you really suffer from depressions and all. You know yourself that any day, you might just come back to me. But, why are you just torturing yourself? I tortured myself reason is because I lied to you so deep, yet, you still able to hold on for me. Dying for me. Really, how touched I were when I was to see someone who is actually waiting for a retarded guy to come back to her. But, just why... This retarded guy can't get the one who sacrificed for him before to come back to him? Maybe, this shall need days, months or even years for me to be more mature enough. To me, I just really finds that I'm not mature enough, still behaving like kid. That's me. You want me to be me, I was. But, I'm just behaving as childish as no one could be. Still, you love it. I can do whatever you want, need. Just, don't angry on what I'm saying now. If you only think 1 side of what I'm doing, think the positive way. That's what I'm doing right now. Posting this post in a positive way. This song is for you, waiting for you to come back perfectly fine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/23aIaLyWxx0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not so desperate like you MUST come back to me, like NOW. No.. I just hope that the choice you make for yourself, you can follow where ever your heart will goes. No matter how far the distance is to us, we're still the past lovely birds. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-8802909411294129928?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8802909411294129928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=8802909411294129928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8802909411294129928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8802909411294129928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/cheer-up-please-i-dont-wanna-see-you-in.html' title='Cheer up please, I don&apos;t wanna see you in this condition man!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/23aIaLyWxx0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2903169965097186071</id><published>2011-03-05T09:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:05:30.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 48. 0947am; 5 March 2011'/><title type='text'>So you do accept him as your boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>Babe, it seems like slowly, you're accepting him as your boyfriend whom is better than me. I'm happy to see that. Why am I thinking this day, reason is simple. Whenever you're with someone you like/love, you won't message others because he's there already. That's you. So should I tell myself to get prepare for the worst for the next few every min and seconds? To me, I've really regretted on what I've done. Not there for you when you needed me the most and couldn't understand you. Why me? Why am I just the guy that's so unfair in life? Things just get go fuck up. Why me? Today, my post ain't gonna be long... Because it's been so many days and I'm still counting when will the old meijin, my babe will come back. She's so different as compared to now and in the past. All I can say, I love you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LCutXH9-YI8" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2903169965097186071?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2903169965097186071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2903169965097186071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2903169965097186071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2903169965097186071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-you-do-accept-him-as-your-boyfriend_05.html' title='So you do accept him as your boyfriend?'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LCutXH9-YI8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-5742289509864359608</id><published>2011-03-04T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:27:57.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 47. 1417pm; 4 Mar 2011'/><title type='text'>Just Be True To Who You Are</title><content type='html'>Babe, today, you will be spending the night at your crush's home. Glad that you actually could still find someone whom can give you comfort. Glad that you still can find someone that he can like you. Yesterday night, we had a great talk ever. I love that feeling because we are able to tell each other everything. We no longer can hide things no more, this is me and you. I don't know what my future gonna be; I just don't know what's ahead in my future, what journey did I wrote to myself to be with someone whom I love. What I hope I wrote is that... "My life will continue with CHIA MEIJIN throughout my life till we both meet again in this living world." I'm not worried on how my life gonna end now~ I just hope that I can be the one, the only one to love the one I love since. She had always been the one there for me. During days when we are studying in secondary, we passed by lots of obstacles/challengers, yet we manage to hang on till now. How I wish that my life with obstacles can stop now... I just want to be happy with you, not seeing you hurt. Whenever I sees you being hurt, I hardly gain and courage for myself to approach you and ask, "Dear, what's wrong?". Babe, have fun today. Don't worry, everything gonna be just find with my effort of bulking up to love you more as well as to give a cheerful guy you ever wanted me to be. ^^ This is a song, from me to you. Just be true to who you are, your true form and be happy always. =' )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FfRrpzbiFC4" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-5742289509864359608?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5742289509864359608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=5742289509864359608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5742289509864359608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5742289509864359608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-be-true-to-who-you-are.html' title='Just Be True To Who You Are'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FfRrpzbiFC4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2120941974302986953</id><published>2011-03-02T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:57:47.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 45. 2240pm; 2 Mar. 2011'/><title type='text'>When will you know there's one retard waiting for you? ='(</title><content type='html'>Babe, I just wanna post... Do you still love me like how you do? Answer from you I bet is gonna be don't know. It is because you only can express to who you love, while you do not know how much you actually love him. Since you already fall for him, I got nothing to say. I can't stop you from loving someone. You felt good that I'm by your side... To what you told me he gave you secure life, maybe you can feel better with him by your side. Although I kept telling myself, I can't give up. I just can't. But, why am I just losing something that's so precious in my life instead? Step by step, I wanna be the one there for you, but, that step by step seems to be going further and further. You can see that I'm alright, but, I'm just don't feel good inside me. What's stopping me inside? Fear. Worries. Love. If I were to let you go with someone that you yourself chose, will you do it? Now, we are broke up. Yet you still worry bout me not contacting you if you were to stead with other guy. That sentence just keep repeating in my head... While I ask myself what's going on? You worried bout me, so am I worrying you being cheated. Why are we even broke up while we worried so badly for each other? After I knew that you said this guy had actually given you "an quan gan"(Comfort), you started to fall for him. I can't give you this comfort because I just don't know how to even control my feelings!? I don't even know what should I do. I'm just so imperfect. When will you realise that there's one retarded asshole is waiting for you to accept him and letting him give you the best comfort you never had thought of?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play this music first before continue reading down my post~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MK5dHqXCLbo" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Question to me, suggestion to you. Can I still change to the old fendy whom you love so much? I wish I could, but, I just forgotten who I am before. I used to have a very good temper, not get distracted easily and also a guy whom I love CHIA MEIJIN the most. I hope to give her the best comfort, the best life and to be a best boyfriend till a husband. This is how I ever wanted... You're just too perfect to me which given me the best memories we both shared. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2120941974302986953?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2120941974302986953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2120941974302986953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2120941974302986953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2120941974302986953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-will-you-know-theres-one-retard.html' title='When will you know there&apos;s one retard waiting for you? =&apos;('/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MK5dHqXCLbo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7518586750015160200</id><published>2011-02-11T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:54:53.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 26. 0037am; 11 Feb. 2011'/><title type='text'>Just wanna protect you, that's all~</title><content type='html'>Babe, nowadays a lot of guys added you in facebook. "I felt so proud of you. =')". I just want to see you happy, not angry nor sad. I chase after you and followed you home is because I'm worried after a incident had happened to you. First, when you cross the road, you don't see for traffics nor some other dirty stuffs and I lose you. Secondly, is the dog barks and you scolded the man whom is there, which I don't know who is it. What if they are angry and they came after you? With only 1 tiny incident, cause me to have so much thoughts, worries. I can also see you talking, joking and having fun while he send you home. I lied to you is because I know you will be angry at my following you. But, I hope you understand me for the reason why I'm doing this. Frankly speaking, you're my first Baobei I even done to. Following, chasing, protecting and sacrificing everything I could for you. You can think I'm jealous, I'm sensitive and all. But, all along I just wanna protect you. I've changed. I'm changed to someone new. These few days you hadn't want me to send you home, I don't know why. Because he send you home? He can give you comfort, enough protection? I don't mind if you ever met this guy because they are good-looking, kind, and caring. Unlike me... I'm fat, fugly and clumsy. Even if I have the heart, so? People had been saying I'm fat. I gotta accept the fact that I am, but, I can't accept the fact that we actually broke up. Its just that... I don't understand you in the past. Now, I do. I shall always keep that in my mind, never wash away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People can say that you are a liar, a girl who can't last long. But, I'm gonna tell them that hey, she's my girl.&lt;/span&gt; Our status not ain't together, but, all along I always treated you one. I can't tell you the truth because everything was so fucked up. I kept quiet... I just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ql3FMswDftw" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7518586750015160200?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7518586750015160200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7518586750015160200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7518586750015160200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7518586750015160200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-wanna-protect-you-thats-all.html' title='Just wanna protect you, that&apos;s all~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ql3FMswDftw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-8021664669151480161</id><published>2011-02-09T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:59:36.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 24. 0058am; 9 Feb 2011'/><title type='text'>This is what we promised to each other.</title><content type='html'>Baby: "Dear, I have told you before I will be back with after a few  years or maybe a few months later I still love you but I just hope that  what you promise me. You will do it and you won't go find other girl but  if you want to find other girl please tell me if you like other girl  please tell me I really hope your facebook picture will remain like  this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, trust me. No matter how much it takes, I'm still  single and unavailable for others except you. The special you. I won't  find other girls in my life cause I'd found the rightful one just  waiting for me. I won't like other girls as you are the one I had even  love so much, so deep in my life. As for facebook picture, it will  remains till we were back together, having more memories kept in a  camera for it to be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says love hurts, but  that's not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection  hurts. Losing someone  hurts.﻿ Everyone confuses these things with love,  but in reality, love  is the only thing in this word that covers up all  the pain and makes  you feel wonderful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HZj6ebRzmKE" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-8021664669151480161?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8021664669151480161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=8021664669151480161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8021664669151480161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8021664669151480161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-what-we-promised-to-each-other_09.html' title='This is what we promised to each other.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HZj6ebRzmKE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6330160923891044764</id><published>2011-01-30T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T01:08:08.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 14. 0107am; 30 Jan. 2011'/><title type='text'>If you are hiding from me things, tell me. So that I can be regretted.</title><content type='html'>I never know how to love someone truely, faithfully and securely... I  had been with friends more than her. What a boyfriend I am, fucked. You  said... I'm the longest, loving and caring stead you ever had. But, what  am I to you now? I need to know! You can scold, beat, bite or pinch on  me I don't care. I just want you to be by my side that's all. If people  really think that you should belong to other guy, the choice is up to  you to make. I can't force, cause it don't bring your true smile and I  don't wanna see that. Maybe not? Hm. I'd tried my very best to change  myself, but, they said that I deserve someone better. I tell them, you  are the best of the best. Why? Reason: When I with my EXs, they tell me  that you deserve someone better... I tell them, ok. It is because that I  know how they treat me, how they were. Until I found you. And people  still say that I deserve someone better. I tell them, I'm already  reserved to someone the best of the best. What is to blame, is on me.  I'm not a better guy, I'm not good. You deserve better than me... I'm  neither giving up on you or what, but, I do not want to be given up by  YOU. You hurt my physically in the past. I'm letting your darkness all  out. When I see you doing that, I'm smiling and happy for you. Because,  you manage to do something you can't do in life still. Whenever we  quarrel, I cried not because of the pain, I cried is that you actually  had so much hurts in you and never speak out. But, now... I'm not  perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y7LuhnrP-xs" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6330160923891044764?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6330160923891044764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6330160923891044764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6330160923891044764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6330160923891044764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-you-are-hiding-from-me-things-tell_30.html' title='If you are hiding from me things, tell me. So that I can be regretted.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Y7LuhnrP-xs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2768930080116850832</id><published>2011-01-16T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T09:31:14.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 6. 0920am; 16 Jan. 2011'/><title type='text'>Without you... I'm suffocating...</title><content type='html'>These few days we had been communicating well... But, there's still tough challenges up infront for me to face. I do not want to give up on you after long-lasting relationship. There can be misunderstandings and all kinds of crap, but, I hope you can understand my condition. I'm not using my condition as an excuse either... I just have it. This is fate, this is life, gotta face it. I never wanna give up on you just because someone actually likes/loves you. I had never did good deeds nor anything for you, I'm not better than anything else, everything. I'm useless, hopeless as well as worthless.&lt;span jsid="text"&gt; I can't be there when you needs me. I'm useless.  I can't do things to even make you happy and smiling for a day. I'm  hopeless. I'm just a total worthless guy in this world that's all. Every night before I sleep, I always wished that tomorrow will always gonna be one fine day and we can be back together as usual. No one interrupting us... I really wished to be back myself, loving you like how I do, caring you like how I did and protecting you like how I sacrifice. I think its not going to be happening as what I wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2eBSsmse9k8" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2768930080116850832?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2768930080116850832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2768930080116850832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2768930080116850832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2768930080116850832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/without-you-im-suffocating.html' title='Without you... I&apos;m suffocating...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2eBSsmse9k8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-8013512412538114735</id><published>2011-01-10T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T01:46:30.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='without CHIA MEIJIN; Day 1. 0146am; 10 Jan. 2011'/><title type='text'>This is the day and the only day it happened so sudden...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Baobei, you're the only love I ever loved before. How I wish I can end my misery now and be with you. I've learned my lesson already. I shouldn't look down on people... One day, they will be me I'm looking down at. Sorry baobei... Regretted every single think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wn_R0749ok?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wn_R0749ok?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-8013512412538114735?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8013512412538114735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=8013512412538114735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8013512412538114735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8013512412538114735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-day-and-only-day-it-happened-so.html' title='This is the day and the only day it happened so sudden...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3945480577615231870</id><published>2011-01-08T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:49:10.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Year 8 Days... Life never gonna been better.'/><title type='text'>This suck. =(</title><content type='html'>Everything I could do, is only temporary. There's no permanent stuffs in our life. You like it, you follow. You don't like it, fuck it. I've regretted of bringing you to my workplace! How I wish I had not. Why can't time just turn back and let me think of letting you to work somewhere else!? Fcuk. If you really can't be hold, I shall not stop you. I already had a nightmare when you told me you actually had a little feeling for "Jian Yuan". That's my ever, worst nightmare. If you really fallen for him, I really got nothing I can do. Do you know what I want?! I just want to be with you peacefully till the end of OUR life. Why can't it be done? Why life always gotta have obstacles? What if there's not? Will life ever be bored? I don't think so! You once told me... You won't leave me, asking me not to have multiple thoughts. What if it turn around and I'm going to someone I talk to you alot about? Will you still wanna think that its a joke!? I don't think so. How and WHO! can understand really what I feel? Not that I do not wanna tell you, I couldn't cause this is how much I wanted to see you smile, that's all! Is it just so hard to do it? FUCK! I do not want you to come and meet me everyday because I would like to prevent quarrels, get sick of me nor to get angry with me... Hai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3945480577615231870?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3945480577615231870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3945480577615231870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3945480577615231870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3945480577615231870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-suck.html' title='This suck. =('/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3117570617439347258</id><published>2010-12-20T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:35:52.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 Months 30 Days'/><title type='text'>At times, it can be my fault...</title><content type='html'>Babe, at times, I should be blame. I do not go and understand you... When I tried to get you something you want to have, you rejected my kindness. I don't want this to happen... Tomorrow, our first year anniversary, why can't our relationship just pass through peacefully? Have you ever notice that before a day to our month anniversary, we going to get quarrels. During our month anniversary, we quarrel. Whats going on with us? Maybe not you, the problem may lies to me. But, for a year not, I don't know whats wrong to me? Why do I feel that... I need to help you, but, you are angry at times when I helped. I sat down and think hard. Whats wrong with me? What I do to make you so pissed off? WHAT, WHY, HOW!? Now.. I need to you help me... I'm blackout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3117570617439347258?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3117570617439347258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3117570617439347258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3117570617439347258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3117570617439347258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-times-it-can-be-my-fault.html' title='At times, it can be my fault...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6752274089105559716</id><published>2010-12-17T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:03:34.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11 Months 26 Days... What should I do?'/><title type='text'>The Best Of The Best... Of nothing...</title><content type='html'>If you really think can just pass through so quick, so easily. Fine! Go ahead... I will say no more. I got no rights to do anything no more, that's YOUR life. It ain't mine. If this makes so hard for you to really take control of it, FINE... I shall know whats your answer. I'd read your notes in your computer... I wanted to do the best of the best, but, you ain't letting me. That.. I'm fine with it. I really can perform my best to you no more. Leave... Me... Alone... I can't be that perfect guy for the perfect you. I really can't. They say, no one is perfect in this world. Yea, no one. To me, you're perfect number one. You help me with my difficulties, with everything I can't imagine you could do it. But, you always get my going hot in something I really hate. I'm feeling very restless nowadays. You don't know, I do not want to let you know. No point! NO FUCKING POINT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6752274089105559716?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6752274089105559716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6752274089105559716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6752274089105559716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6752274089105559716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-of-best-of-nothing.html' title='The Best Of The Best... Of nothing...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-8539414271822704738</id><published>2010-09-28T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:10:52.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 Months 7 Days ; It just end today~'/><title type='text'>What a frightening day I had...</title><content type='html'>Babe, I'm sorry that I can't be your wonderful guy, man, future husband you expected I am to be. We can't communicate well... Is this what we lack of? Thought it through again and again. I try to be well, try to be there for you, but, something always get cropped up last minute. I told you how I felt today. THATS WHAT I FELT, not what I wanted you to do. You asked me to tell you, yea, I told you. Human, do change. But, no matter how much they change, your love is still your love. He can change to even romantic or maybe to cold. Its just depend on how the other party show the love... I love just the way you are. People out there can say that I'm mushy here, writing this goosebumps post here. But, I'm stating the fact on how I feel, how I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AwPds6U-fU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AwPds6U-fU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-8539414271822704738?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8539414271822704738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=8539414271822704738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8539414271822704738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8539414271822704738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-frightening-day-i-had.html' title='What a frightening day I had...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3989752676734809379</id><published>2010-09-17T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:37:36.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 Months 27 Days'/><title type='text'>I'm confused, stress... Fuck.</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck. I'm blank. I don't know what to do... Today, you told me this "You did not even open your heart to let me step in!" The problem is... I don't know what is real love, I don't know how to open my heart and let you step in... I act as if I knew. I helped people around me, but, I couldn't help myself AT ALL. Not a single shit... All I were to do was only think about myself, I had never place my sports nor my studies at first. I just want you to understand that... I thought for you. I told you, no matter how boring the class is, focus. I don't want your stubborn attitude to always get a hang of it. You asked me to explain whats going wrong, I couldn't. Because I don't know what did I do... Tried and tried and tried to think my past. The only thing I can think was only I've gave in to you too much. I hope you could understand. Attitude, can be change. Its just up to you to choose whether you wanna give it a go or not. I'm hot-tempered before I met you. You can ask my friends. Now? I've change way more than you think I had. But JUST WHY?! Why can't you really support me?! I really wanna try, I told you so. But, all you do was to just say "Don't do stupid things." First thing first, I don't have your support. I'm going insane. Secondly, you don't have my trust. I tried my best to change, change not to hid things from you already. What I really want is... Spare a thought for me. Don't take an advantage that we stayed close, then we have to always meet. By meeting everyday, it do not strengthen our relationship everyday. Missing for each other do strengthen the everything it does... Now I'm seriously freak up. Sigh~~~ FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3989752676734809379?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3989752676734809379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3989752676734809379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3989752676734809379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3989752676734809379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-confused-stress-fuck.html' title='I&apos;m confused, stress... Fuck.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7792222997958712163</id><published>2010-08-29T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:04:36.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 months 8 days'/><title type='text'>Today is a fun, happy, fucked up day...</title><content type='html'>Today, it was a fun day because YEE HONG + BEN TAN + GLENN SEET + AGNES + AH BOY + MEILING JIEJIE +  WYNN CHUA + KAIYI + MEIJIN(My girlfriend) and I celebrated Sara (A lady whom I just knew)'s birthday in advance today. At first, we don't know what to choose to celebrate her advance birthday. So, we ask the organiser whether he wanna rent a bbq pit or had some fast food instead. The organiser said bbq. So, I make an effort for them to go down my area here and booked it. So, here it goes~ We had lotsa fun! =D Morning, I went for tuition first. After tuition, I end around 12.06pm. So, I quickly rush back home and get prepare. I went down to IMM to collect the birthday cake at Secret Recipe. Went down there by bus, yet come back by taxi. I always had this mind of... Oh no, supreme taxi, it gonna cost my a bomb liao. Nevertheless, it cost my only 5 bucks from IMM back to Teban Garden. Not bad, not bad. =) I went quickly to the bbq pit to set up fire for bbq later at 2.30pm. HOT ah~ But, we had fun. Let bygones be bygones. I'm not gonna mention no more. I wanna look forward together with her. I don't want her to angry with me because of something that she should be concerning, not scolding me. Sigh... When can this change throughout her life? I'm still missing the days she'd been nice to me, not angry with my easily days... Dazing at the night sky, counting stars to know how many ways to treat her well... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7792222997958712163?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7792222997958712163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7792222997958712163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7792222997958712163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7792222997958712163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-is-fun-happy-fucked-up-day.html' title='Today is a fun, happy, fucked up day...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4586306643461000254</id><published>2010-08-18T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:42:27.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 months 28 days'/><title type='text'>My bad!</title><content type='html'>Sorry people whom is visiting my blog! Its been quite few days,  few months I've update my blog. Its so dead~ xp Time to make it alive! Today, nothing happen much but hyper. Looks like, I just got to get rid of something which its a MUST to do it already. I had to build up everything on me. Stamina, Jumps and lots of physical training needs to be accomplish. I'm just so bored, what to do now? I can't post much today... I'm bored + tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4586306643461000254?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4586306643461000254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4586306643461000254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4586306643461000254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4586306643461000254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-bad.html' title='My bad!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4077808630263849675</id><published>2010-07-10T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:32:31.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M forever~'/><title type='text'>6 Months 19 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Baby, I don't know whether did you or did you not love me anymore. Frankly speaking, I don't even know what type of guy you prefer? I always hope, I'm the only one whom can makes you happy. I always do think about it. I don't know you prefer a guy whom will be by your side, a guy whom can help you on anything or even a guy whom can sacrifice his own image to make you smile or laugh. When I saw my good friends character on how they treat their girlfriend, I hope that I am 1 of them treating you nicely like how they are. Simple, I'm just jealous. I'm still jealous when it comes to anyone, I always see that they are much more better than me. They can joke with you and all that can even overcome your boredom. I'm jealous on them, I hope I can be like them. But, I'm myself. From now, I don't need any friends. In my life, friends doesn't come first. When I had no you, my family comes first in my life. Now that you appeared infront of me, you're my one less lonely girl. You're my number 1 always no matter how bad you are, I told you I'm a guy whom easily forgive and forget. But, you're not the want making me angry, BUT I AM! I ALWAYS MAKE YOU UPSET, HADN'T BEEN LAUGHING. And now?! You even lose feelings on me. I got no idea, for so much I want to do for you, it always be a unhappy ending? WHY THE FUCK IT ALWAYS HAPPEN IN MY LIFE! I ALWAYS WANTED SOMEONE TO UNDERSTANDS ME, LOVE ME MORE THAN I DO! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY, I HOPE I COULD DIE FILLED WITH REGRETS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4077808630263849675?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4077808630263849675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4077808630263849675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4077808630263849675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4077808630263849675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/07/6-months-19-days.html' title='6 Months 19 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1463621850266343957</id><published>2010-06-07T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:21:21.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M forever~'/><title type='text'>5 Months 17 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today, I can't even make you smile almost everyday. It so sucks. Yes, you're right. You didn't find a boyfriend whom knows how to stack cardboard for you, I'm so ignorant. I only know how to play, play and play! It can simply start happening within myself and its just so goddamn hard to pull over from it! I want to change for you, I want to live with you, I want to manage my studies and pull through every single hard challenges with you, but, I gave up simply just like this BECAUSE I'M IGNORANT! I'm imperfect because I don't know how to help you, I'm imperfect because I've always get you to be nag by your family members! I've watch romance films, drama films and even epic movies just to find ways to love you even more, to make you smile and live happily even you had before! Up til the end, I had never seen you gone berserk laughing thoroughly but being sad. I don't want to see that! Don't give up on me cause I haven't given up on you! It doesn't matter it took me how long to build up my maturity, I just want you to be happy! Live a happy live with me! I don't request much but just a smile on your face! Loving each other, either 1, will had to sacrifice most for other... I'm going to do that. I would be your 24/7, be there for you no matter where you are, how you are or who you are! I don't know how you would think of me after reading it, but, I hope its a good impression. I hope to change for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1463621850266343957?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1463621850266343957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1463621850266343957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1463621850266343957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1463621850266343957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/06/5-months-17-days.html' title='5 Months 17 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3672762831865559616</id><published>2010-04-26T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:12:06.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M forever~'/><title type='text'>4 Months 10 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, its fading between us already. No matter what, my baby and I won't seperate just because of someone extra came in our way. NEVER! Today, I totally was a chicken, a coward. I couldn't make her smile for today, I sucks! She spents lots of money on me today. I was... I wouldn't want to speak much to her to avoid quarrels or any misunderstandings. Today at night, they decided to play basketball. So, I went home to take it. We played and played, but, all of a sudden, her attitude change. My first reaction was confused, stunned. Then slowly I'm sad. After playing, I sent her home. While we're walking, she asked me this "Bii, if I ever had done something bad behind you, will you angry?" I knew there was something coming bad... There is full of things going through her mind. I told her, "On what situation will you do something bad behind my back? ^^" With a smile there as you can see. She said "If (the person she had feeling towards with) were to ... and .... her." I kept quiet, silence. I don't know what to do already... Lots of things went through my mind. Like example, why my bii actually says this, will my bii lost feelings towards me and alot more you can never imagine. I told her this, "Bii, I wouldn't want you to leave me cause you're not meant to do so. Why is there just so many people trying seperate us up! Why?! Can't we just have a peaceful day when YOU didn't appear!" Why? Why is there people trying to seperate us up when both is in love with each other? UNLESS, I'm not good towards her, she would had left me long ago and I wouldn't care much. But, why can't I just do it? Cause I love her too much! If people says that I love her deeply too fast, I would say its worth loving and cherishing her very much cause you'll never know, how long will it last. What I believe in now is... FOREVER love. Bii, you don't believe it, nevermind. I just want you to know, cherish what you should now. I won't wants to see you cry like how you would like me to do so cause... You should know my illness de. This is what ah bii wants to say it to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No matter how many times you hurt laogong, 10 times? 100? 1000? 10000? 1000000? or even infinite times, I'll still forgive you. Firstly, you said this to me. You hope that I would know how to cherish this relationship with you. I know, I didn't cherish you well, thats why I simply let you go to had feelings with that guy. You may finds me annoying, or even very stubborn attitude. Thats because I care for you alot, I want to be with you always even if i'm thinking and crying for you right now just because I love you! My tears going down my cheeks, is also worthwhile crying cause I'm crying for the person I love the most and the best I even had!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bii, take good care alright? I won't want you to happen anything! I'm so scared you would leave me. Even if I says I'm prepare for our seperation, my heart says what a waste to let go this relationship which you had cherish well in the past. Bii... I would love you now, and forever! Hope you sees this post already, will be touched by it. Cause, its a post I had here telling all I cried! If you don't, its ok. As long as you read it, can already. Smile always, bii! =")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3672762831865559616?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3672762831865559616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3672762831865559616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3672762831865559616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3672762831865559616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-months-5-days.html' title='4 Months 10 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3396280165828233514</id><published>2010-04-10T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:03:27.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>3 Months 20 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today, why am I so useless?! Why just I can't make her smile? I did do lots of wrongt hings by being real clumsy just now. I really wants to perform well for her tosmile. Just smile only. Its ok if she doesn't smile, but, don't put a fake smile. As long as she's ok on what she's doing can already. Now, she's so fed up with me. I don't know what to say. Thats why I kept quiet. When she told me that she's unhappy with this unhappy with that, I will cry. I won't cry in front of her, but, behind. Just now when we're working, I called her cause this uncle passing her the cardboard. I calleds her twice, after she answered me, I say "the unvle giving cardboard le, turn behind." She said huh. Sounds like I speak too soft. Baby, hubby hope, whats he doing can makes you understand and smile. Always looking you smile, my heart will melt. Seeing you sad or angry, my heart was just so fiery for your hatred that you're having. Sigh~ Bii! I'm gonna be good laogong and listen to you de. ^^Just to see you smile, hubby feeling ok le. This time, I promise you, I WILL CHANGE DE. Change to a better person, being more matured than never, won't anyhow think de cause both of our heart is tied by you and me le. =) I love my laopo forever and ever! iloveyou ^^: Hubby never gonna leave you lonely in the dark, if I can't bring you out from your darkness, I will stay with you forever and share the burden together. Just one thing, CAN ANYONE TELL ME HOW TO AVOID MAKING SOMONE SAD, CRY OR EVEN UPSET? Can?? I really needs to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3396280165828233514?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3396280165828233514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3396280165828233514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3396280165828233514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3396280165828233514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-months-20-days.html' title='3 Months 20 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2417464254671611816</id><published>2010-04-06T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:32:02.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>3 Months 16 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today, nothing to do lor.. Morning lesson til the end I was so bored! =p I kept messaging her, missing her. She hardly replied me because her phone hang when I message her too much. I'm just worried bout her. Whenever she didn't reply me, I'll send her another message. But, I kept telling myself "Fendy, she might be busy la, stop buzzing her already."I felt I'm too annoying for her, today no mood after school cause she ... (*Censored* Unavailable for childrens under 18 ^^). So, I don't wanna think much, I went to fetch her as normal. I look at her, she looks at me. I smiled at her, she said "FAKE SMILE! Hmph!" Silent killer~ ^^ I really smiled as well as I went silent, seriously. I don't know what to reply her during that time. I did put up a fake smile at her earlier but, she really makes me smile. After I starts to smile, my mood slowly change back as usual. =) Thank you bii! iloveyou! =) Bii, imagining you always be by my side, is easy. So what if I can imagine you, but, I can't feel you beside me? ^^ I won't want you to cry, upset or angry on things that is not necessary like friends quarrel. I don't want to see that no more~ Anything, tell me le, I'm always 24/7 available for you de. =) I really wish that you won't have that mind of going back single cause I can't do it without you. You made me smile, if you were to leave me... How?! I really don't wish to lose you like how I lose my life once. It sucks. All I know is to stay here with you as long as I hardly be and I need you to tell me you won't leave without me...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2417464254671611816?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2417464254671611816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2417464254671611816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2417464254671611816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2417464254671611816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-months-16-days.html' title='3 Months 16 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3154654222584269086</id><published>2010-03-29T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:19:23.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t want to love you days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='months or year but forever~'/><title type='text'>3 Months 8 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Let's talk about yesterday first as I didn't have the time to post. Yesterday, I used to promised her that I'll go watch video with her. End up, we didn't. There's no show to watch. She said she wanna watch "How to train a DRAGON?", I told her, wa... Too childish. So I suggest to her this movie called Diary of a Wimpy Kid. She kept saying, whats that? whats that? Then I tell her, no nice show to watch yet. So, we didn't watch. We are lying down at her home's bedroom watching television til 3pm then we go out to find his brother at IMM. His brother's friend wants me to bring basketball out to play at Toh Guan there, so, ok, I brought it. But, my laopo don't seems to be very happy (I know why). No matter how many sorries I said to her, its still NO USE. As now, what I'm going to do will be very simple. I'm going to save up every single cents or dollars, for her to be happy. =) Yesterday went to suntec city with her and her brother to find her brother' girlfriend at tower 2. Its been a time I went there since school reopen. =( After I went there with my girlfriend, suddenly is a unexplainable feeling coming again. I don't know what i'm feeling, but, its a good one. =) After that, we went home around 10.55pm like that. Send her home.. She don't wants me to stay out too late, asked me to go home and she can go home by herself. So, I let her. End up I'm standing outside at the gate as she walks in til I see no back view of her's. Then I walk back home.. I called her again just to double check on her. =) Frankly speaking, when I'm not with her, I kinda worry bout her damn lot. I don't know why.. But, I love this worrying feeling cause it never ends. =) iloveyou, my forever. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3154654222584269086?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3154654222584269086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3154654222584269086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3154654222584269086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3154654222584269086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-months-8-days.html' title='3 Months 8 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-5242296094418661482</id><published>2010-03-20T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:09:52.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>2 Months 27 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yes! Bii is coming back from camp today! Miss her so much til I'm speechless staying at home doing nothing. I'm fetching her later at 4pm. =) I love you bii! Yesterday, she told me that her whole body is aching. So, I said I'll massage for you. Yesterday, I don't know what to do? All awhile I was at home, go tuition then went home. Nothing to do at all~ Today, nothing to post much cause I'm not with her. "Standard~" ^^ I'll update maybe tomorrow for more! =) It kept raining man! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-5242296094418661482?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5242296094418661482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=5242296094418661482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5242296094418661482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5242296094418661482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-months-27-days.html' title='2 Months 27 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2554859686067529715</id><published>2010-03-19T06:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T06:51:12.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>2 Months 26 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today, woke up at 3.50am. But, heard my gate opening. So I check under my bed and found out that my big brother now then come home. So, I quickly pretend to be asleep. I was waiting for him to sound asleep, then I can wake up. But, I accidentally fell asleep again and I woke up at 4.37am. My bii called me and asked I just woke up? I said ya. She said, you just have to pass me the pouch and you can go home already. I said ok. So, I quickly wake up, prepare breakfast, bathe and ready to go out. She sound so frustrated when I promised her to leave home at 4.30am, end up... Sorry bii. After I ran there, my leg... Hurts alot. I wonder why. So, nevermind. I delivered breakfast for her, and just about to go, she asked me to stay instead. So I guess she's ok already. Then I spend my time with her til 6am, leave home and wait for her bus. I intend to send her to school, but, ez-link no money, forgot to bring coins. Sigh~! She said nevermind, I'm tired already, asked me to send her to bus stop can already. This is how much I love my girlfriend that much! iloveyou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2554859686067529715?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2554859686067529715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2554859686067529715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2554859686067529715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2554859686067529715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-months-26-days.html' title='2 Months 26 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-5223239170930499557</id><published>2010-03-15T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:06:20.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bii, don't leave me le hao ma? =(</title><content type='html'>[b][i]Deepside - Don't Tell Me Its Over[/i][/b]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby what's wrong with you, are you scared that we gon run into him&lt;br /&gt;N what's it gonna do, you should say that you no longer want him&lt;br /&gt;You need to let him know, that he had his chance and you already got a  man&lt;br /&gt;Girl he messed up with you, you know that I'm the truth, here's what we  need to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's been a while since we connected&lt;br /&gt;One night alone with me and you forget him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear what I think your gonna say&lt;br /&gt;And I know it can't be good from the look that's on your face&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe that it's too late, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that he's been hurting you I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time that I'm feeling bad, I'm about to die&lt;br /&gt;Just say anything but goodbye, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sure you wanna do this, if I walk away, it'll be forever&lt;br /&gt;I can't go through this, I'd rather work it out, try to stay together&lt;br /&gt;And girl I do love you, I will give up the world just so you be my girl&lt;br /&gt;I know he messed up with you, you know that I'm the truth, I wanna be  with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear what I think your gonna say&lt;br /&gt;And I know it can't be good from the look that's on your face&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe that it's too late, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that *he's* been hurting you I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time that I'm feeling bad, I'm about to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.sweetslyrics.com/Deep%20Side.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 5px;"&gt;Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say anything but goodbye, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to hear you tell me no&lt;br /&gt;Girl I don't wanna let you go&lt;br /&gt;Why should I give you away, and be here alone&lt;br /&gt;Baby this ain't making sense&lt;br /&gt;When I tried to give my best&lt;br /&gt;And you telling me that it's over&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear what I think your gonna say&lt;br /&gt;And I know it can't be good from the look that's on your face&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe that it's too late, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that he's been hurting you I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time that I'm feeling bad, I'm about to die&lt;br /&gt;Girl just say anything but goodbye, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear what I think your gonna say&lt;br /&gt;And I know it can't be good from the look that's on your face&lt;br /&gt; I can't believe that it's too late, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that he's been hurting you I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time that I'm feeling bad, I'm about to die&lt;br /&gt;Girl just say anything but goodbye, don't tell me it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-5223239170930499557?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5223239170930499557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=5223239170930499557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5223239170930499557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/5223239170930499557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/bii-dont-leave-me-le-hao-ma.html' title='Bii, don&apos;t leave me le hao ma? =('/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6685383528726662615</id><published>2010-03-15T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:50:02.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>2 Months 22 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yesterday night, I went to my girlfriend's home to stayed overnight. Throughout the night, I didn't sleep at all. It is because I was helping her to cover the blanket whenever she moved. She was angry and touched. Angry is because I didn't sleep the whole night. Touched is because I actually stayed up and helped her covered her with blanket instead of covering me. Thats the night I actually spend with her peacefully, only the two of us. We're watching Transformer that time, but, after part 1, she sleeps cause she's tired. Hahas! Then I didn't called her wake up to watch part 2. She scolded me this morning! Hahas! Then, she have to go school for her CCA meeting for this 2 days 1 night. Her CCA is Choir! Hahas! Then I went home, played game while messaging her. Then, I felt so sleepy then I felt asleep without any idea how did I do that. Hahas! Thats all for today! I love you laopo forever! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6685383528726662615?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6685383528726662615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6685383528726662615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6685383528726662615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6685383528726662615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-months-22-days.html' title='2 Months 22 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4571708237243085261</id><published>2010-03-14T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:40:29.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>2 Months 21 Days</title><content type='html'>Dear bii,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So today, I actually spend nearly the whole day with my beloved one, my my ah bii. I'm actually very happy about that! She is the best who really keeps me happy. She's the one who changed me. She is my one and only girl. Never the rest. Today, I seriously, seriously had fun fun with her although its tiring! =) All of a sudden, my mood change.I had lots of things going throught my mind. But, bii, you always had me smiling just because I saw you smile. =) What I'm thinking, is what I'm loving/caring for. I'm loving you faithfully in the bottom of my heart. I can't do anything without you. I love you bii! This is my first time, even first fallen to someone that deep! I'm going to cherish her forever with everything I could! Bii, if its a fiery volcano in front of me blocking the way to find you, I would rather climb that volcano just for BII! =*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4571708237243085261?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4571708237243085261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4571708237243085261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4571708237243085261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4571708237243085261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-months-21-days.html' title='2 Months 21 Days'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-8448005798366084791</id><published>2010-03-09T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:07:19.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F and M'/><title type='text'>News~</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not posting these few months as I got nothing better to post. Felt like deleting this blog, but, it was nicely made. And since I've posted things that can really let out my heart. I'm not shy to post something that is very secretive or something because if you say it out here, your life still goes on. When you kept it in your heart, life still goes on too. Its up to you seriously... Today my girlfriend said she wanna be single back. I told her, no. I won't allow you to be single back once more. What if you had someone even worst and you were being treated badly? Who knows. Ah bii, not that I don't want you to go back to your life, its just that... I love you. I've told you in message. Its not a joke or something, you said it before yourself. You won't break with me no more. You won't find other guys. That you promised me, I promised you mine too. Nothing wrong... But, we can't really take each other disadvantage, correct? We've been together for nearly 3 months. We can't just over like this.. I know its hard for you cause you had 2 path to go. First, study first and get better results. Second, hard to leave me cause you can't forget me. I seriously know its hard and you might be stressed up most of the times you see me appearing infront of you. Find me annoy or anything, I don't mind. My purpose is to make you smile, smile and always had a REAL smile than FAKE. You get what I mean, bii. I'm not saying this to tries to scold you or what. Ah bii just want you to know, I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-8448005798366084791?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8448005798366084791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=8448005798366084791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8448005798366084791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8448005798366084791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2010/03/news.html' title='News~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1815571928870374704</id><published>2009-12-12T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:57:22.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Ke$ha - TiK ToK'/><title type='text'>??th days of working~ xp</title><content type='html'>Today... Is my special day. Start working on 9.30am. Sign in and all then I get to served my ever first guest! =) *Applause* Today morning, there weren't anymore workers to serve, so, I'm the only 1. Saddies. So, I just try to serve lor. Kinda nervous, or maybe, VERY NERVOUS. Facing the guest early in the morning, give long faces. Hate it. I wonder how they woke up so early in 5am, in SINGAPORE. No need Alarm Clock or No one calling. Wow~ Impress... Today, serve this room, very nervous. Kept checking the bill and all. Then when he came to open the door.. Woah! He's so freaking tall! I've to look up, alot, just to see his face and smile. Then push in the trolley, take out the food from the hot box and letting him sign the bill and thank you! Anything please press 20. =) Lol. Then I closed the door and ran. Phew! First customer ever served. Then back down, very very busy. Wipe this wipe that. There is this girl, who seem not liking to be dirty. Doing back clearing, she was so scared. I was like.. Oh, ok. No offence. But, seriously, I push the 4 trolleys back to the room service, and still saw her clearing the first table. Nevermind. Since it was her first day, let it be. Today I also learned how to set up the table. Plus, kena scolding. So, I MUST understand how I'm gonna set up and no more scoldings. Thats all for today show! Nothing much, thats how room service was. xp Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1815571928870374704?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1815571928870374704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1815571928870374704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1815571928870374704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1815571928870374704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/12/th-days-of-working-xp.html' title='??th days of working~ xp'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1305302603316983743</id><published>2009-11-28T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:23:49.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Beyonce - Naughty Girl'/><title type='text'>??th day of working.. Woohoo! xp</title><content type='html'>Today went come school early in the morning for open house. So super tired. =( My eyes was like.. So freaking pain after walking in the air-con room. As to be frank, somehow hate air-con. Cause, it brings you irratate cold and other illness. So, I would prefer opening my window, facing the big big reservoir and sleep because its pure wind. With at least some sands la.. ^^ So, went there, set up stuffs, and parents kept coming in to know more bout our Funlite Cafe. Its only for NT students to know more about that Cafe only because its going down to generations for NT to learn new subject called, EBS (Elements of Business Skills). But, those students + parents coming in want was... Not bad. Lol. All their aggregate was so high. Non of it was less than 200. -.- Whenever they coming and teacher will surely ask them, how much is your aggregate? Then applying for E, NA or NT stream. After the open house around.. 1130, I F.O. from school, went back home slacks for 2 hours, and go work at 1.30pm. Start work at 3pm today... Then went home 9pm. During my working time, did every as usuals. But, today also not alot. Send only a few rooms. Then, went back downstairs to slack all the way till I go home. In the meantime, I suddenly thought of cooking. Lol. So, I quickly go pass room service and to the kitchen to learn some cooking from them. =) They actually taught me a thing or two! Learned how to place the food like SANDWICH and BEEF BURGER. Sandwich was small and there's 4, cause $10+ Lol. And its super healthy. As for the BEEF BURGER,  try putting your foot together, then thats the size for the BEEF BURGER. Haha. Shiok eh? Ok. Thats all for today, still waiting to go out on... 3rd Dec I think. Maybe I'll go, maybe I'm not. Not sure. =) Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1305302603316983743?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1305302603316983743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1305302603316983743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1305302603316983743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1305302603316983743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/th-day-of-working-woohoo-xp.html' title='??th day of working.. Woohoo! xp'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1849023257036495786</id><published>2009-11-26T10:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:11:50.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Boys Likes Girls ft. Taylor Swift - 2 is better than 1'/><title type='text'>Not working yesterday and today..</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey! Man I've not work for 2 days already cause boss told me that there's only a few of amenities to be send. Then yesterday I was like.. Hmm, happy, no need go work for today. Then today, it happened again. Yesterday was 23 rooms needed to be send amenities, today got only 15 rooms needed to be send amenities. How slack is room service! Only for some occasion they're gonna be alot like Christmas, they come singapore cause their country bery cold. Or the APEC meeting that time.. There's so many freaking VIPs coming to Ritz Carlton to stay! Colleagues and I were like, 3 people chionging all the amenities by using Room Service Controlled Lift. There was like.. 100+ rooms needed to be send amenities. Lol. And now? But, ok la. So little. At least 50 rooms acceptable for me to work loh! xp Yesterday didn't work, so I ran downstairs to play basketball, so called exercise. xp So, I guess I'mma do the same thing today as well since I'm gonna get bored in the afternoon, for sure. xp Ok, nothing much to say anymore. Tata you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1849023257036495786?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1849023257036495786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1849023257036495786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1849023257036495786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1849023257036495786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-working-yesterday-and-today.html' title='Not working yesterday and today..'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1716218261426399085</id><published>2009-11-21T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:29:47.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: David Guetta ft. Akon - Sexy Bitch'/><title type='text'>Class Outing?</title><content type='html'>21st November, Class Outing. Was it really a "Class Outing" or "Celebrating Nov &amp;amp; Dec Babies Outing" instead? I met Kian Hong, Ulric, Mimi and Fardiyana at Jurong Interchange. Then we actually took train to Joo Koon, then bounce back to Bedok so that we wouldn't had to stand for long time. After reaching Joo Koon, it was around 12pm already, yet we're still waiting for the bus to bring us there. Sorry to keep them waiting! xp After we reached, we had to walked a long long way, again. Suppose to have bbq, but accidentally lose the receipt, no choice. We have picnic instead. But, we still have fun. Guess so. Some of my guy friends went to funland, arcade to enjoy. And we've been there for 3 times. For me, only playing 1 game. For them, they try out lots. Today for them its bored la, for me... Not sure, as pernormal. Went home at 11.30pm, reached at 12am. Ok then, thats all for today (short eh? xp). Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1716218261426399085?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1716218261426399085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1716218261426399085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1716218261426399085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1716218261426399085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/class-outing_21.html' title='Class Outing?'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7230151023067122621</id><published>2009-11-17T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:42:00.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Beyonce - Russian Roulette'/><title type='text'>11th day at work.. Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for no updating previous posts because I don't really have the time. Nowadays I end way too late. Sometimes I have OT (Overtime) until 11pm or 12am too... Sigh! So, I'm gonna skip those posts that I didn't posted. As for today, went out from home around 9.35am to 9.45am to work. Today was so so so tired! I actually yawned all the way to work. Man! I was thinking... Am I really that tired? I couldn't concentrate quite a lot. I kept asking my supervisor to repeat over and over again till she quite fed up, I guess. We went 2 rounds before we actually go for our lunch. But, after our second round, 2 of my colleagues were no where to be seen. So from Room Service, I went back to Honor Bar and saw my boss sitting there. She asked me to go send 1 more amenity to 1 more room then go for lunch. My god~! I'm already starving to death already! Hmm... Nevermind, I work for money. After giving amenity to this room, I went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time was so bored. Don't feel like eating! Maybe I got no appetite or what. Slack all the way at Corner Stone (Resting area).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work... And this time its gonna be 2x more complicate than the previous round. Work and work and work. Walk and walk and walk... Damn! Tiring. After all those final rounds, went back downstairs and notice that there weren't anyone there! Hohoho! So I actually took some "TWIX" and "PRINGLES" back home. Now I'm enjoying! Tata for now~! xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7230151023067122621?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7230151023067122621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7230151023067122621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7230151023067122621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7230151023067122621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/11th-day-at-work-woohoo.html' title='11th day at work.. Woohoo!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3807542333680168211</id><published>2009-11-12T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:20:23.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Akon ft. Sweet Rush - Troublemaker'/><title type='text'>6th day at work.. Woohoo~</title><content type='html'>Today go as pernormal timing. I started at 11am.. And yet, I'm still yawning! xp Maybe I was too tired to take Monday to Friday all the way... Its ok. So, today go same procedure. Replenish everything before the first round, sending of amenities. Quite a few rooms needed to be done asap before 12pm. 11.15am we started fast for those VIPs, and finished half and hour. Fast.. Went back to the amenities to update, while Gary and I went to take some nonya kueh, pandan cheese cake, and some chocolate box at the Pastry side. Then after we reached there, they said they had already took it to the chiller room. So, 1 more round back to the chiller room, and brr~! Cold seh! Haha. I still remember I accidentally locked my friend, Gary, inside the chiller room for 5 mins. He passed me 4 chocolate box, then ask me to go first. So, I go already and just push the door close. Lol. It was sound proof. Outside can't hear a single thing.. Then 5 mins pass, suddenly I realise that there's still someone inside the chiller. Haha! I quickly ran back and open up and saw him smiling and saying "today whether very cold ah, fendy." Haha! After replenishing everything, went for lunch and leave 2nd and 3rd round after our stomach is "bloody" full. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time.. Eat the same food. My god! Lol. Heck care la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to honour bar and wait for the next round. Pastry side suddenly called and asked us to collect their today turn or showdown, now sure. To the Carlton club for them to enjoy eating it. After collecting it, OMG!!! Its just so nice! Wanna take out phone and take photo of it, but, can't. Working still~! Its like.. 2 Big Chocolate Balls, like snow man, bottom is a bunch of marsh mellows. The chocolate is melting through.. And every drops, it dripped to the marshmellows. OMG!! Creative. Its not what we thought like, oh.. Melting, spoils our appetite. No, its different my friend! OMG!!! Then back to clearing, met this room uncle. Super fed up with him.. Rang the bell, no one came. Knock the door, no one came. Opening the door, he purposely lock the door. What the fuck!? Then I knock again.. He open and asked, what? Then I tell him I'm here to place the amenities for you, sir. Then he open the door. First, I bring the fruits inside and place it on the coffee table. Then went out to take the beverages for him. Then when I walk out only, he close the damn door. My god! Rang and knock again, he still don't want to come. Open the door, he lock again. Argh!! Then knock and knock and knock.. Then finally he came and place for him the beverages. Damn! The rest.. Nothing much lur. 3rd round, all the guests will checked in by 9pm. So, done everything by 5.30pm. End up, I going home at 6.30pm. 11am to 6.30pm.. Die loh! The train gonna be pack. Sigh! Finally, reach home after all. Thats all folks! Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3807542333680168211?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3807542333680168211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3807542333680168211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3807542333680168211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3807542333680168211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/6th-day-at-work-woohoo.html' title='6th day at work.. Woohoo~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6729491388711375757</id><published>2009-11-11T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:42:47.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Justin Bieber - Love Me'/><title type='text'>5th day at work.. Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>As for today.. Was totally my worst day. Lol. I actually went to work at 8.30am with my partner! Damn.. Woke up so early just to pass him black pants. But, he can't wear it. Aww.. End up borrowing from the laundry. Sigh~! Since I got nothing to do and nobody at Amenities, I went to Room Service instead. Early in the morning yawning and and so so so tired doing back clearing. Aww man! Work and work and work until 11am. I went back to the amenities.. Replenish the fruits, evian and perrier etc. After we're done, we get working. 70 fruits bowl and some nonya kueh had to be send to guest's room by 5pm. Can I make it? o.o Nevermind. Then while sending the last room, I saw PAULO. He don't know me I don't know him... When I'm back to the lift, I quickly message suryanti. Heh heh heh! After that, went for lunch already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time.. I ate quite alot eh today.. Not bad. Don't waste food. xp Eat eat eat eating my food~ xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work and there's more lists~ Damn! Nevermind. Today is the busies I can say.. End up I have to work OT. WTF? Part timer got OT? Lol. Nevermind~ Got money to earn, why don't go for it? Haha. Work and work and work.. Whenever I reach that level I'm going to send, I always smell funny smells. Later got ciggarate la, later got perfume and later got air refreshments ah.. All kind. Plus, I hate the some of the trolley after they were made to some changes on its wheels... I have to go slanted. But, I scared later guest see me doing this, thinking, hey man, what is this guy doing? So I tahan.. And push hard. So send send send, then send to this idiotic guest's room. He said he's going to gym, lefting the key inside the room to let the power on. Then ask me to close the door. Do we have spare key for the guest? He said there is at the receptionist and he expect me to go take it for him. So I told him ok, and get back to my work. Work and work and work.. Until 9pm, I went home. Finally. I totally ignore that guest man~ bleahz! Thats all for today folks, tata! Will update tomorrow. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6729491388711375757?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6729491388711375757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6729491388711375757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6729491388711375757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6729491388711375757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/5th-day-at-work-woohoo.html' title='5th day at work.. Woohoo!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2357277990535155225</id><published>2009-11-10T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:58:25.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling'/><title type='text'>4th day at work.. Woohoo~</title><content type='html'>Today is... Tuesday. Ya. When to amenities at my work place to help... A few hours later, then I realise I'm the only guy working with the ladies. Lol! But nevermind, learn a thing or two also can rather than doing the something throughout the whole day. xp So, today, quite busy la. Not enough workers today. Rush here rush there. Especially Room Service... 2 person who supposed to serve, went for lunch. Left 1 supervisor with headache, me, 2 captain and 1 worker. All busy.. Amenities and Room Service. But, everything went back to normal after they came back. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now its my time to go for lunch.. Ate so little. Might as well don't eat, right? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go back down.. Fuyo! So many things to do.. Rush here rush there.. Go up room place all the amenities for those guests that were making their was coming to Ritz Carlton. Hohoho! When the time reaches 5pm, I ended. When I'm changing, I smell phewy! Decided to bathe there instead.. First time bathing there.. Hoho! Then when home tired. xp Dying! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2357277990535155225?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2357277990535155225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2357277990535155225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2357277990535155225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2357277990535155225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/4th-day-at-work-woohoo.html' title='4th day at work.. Woohoo~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2514756579455938222</id><published>2009-11-04T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:04:03.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Iyaz - Replay'/><title type='text'>Since I don't have anything to post, I'll post this song lyrics.</title><content type='html'>Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That I can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first time we met&lt;br /&gt;You was at the mall wit yo friend&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to approach ya&lt;br /&gt;But then you came closer&lt;br /&gt;Hopin' you would give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have ever knew&lt;br /&gt;That we would ever be more than friends&lt;br /&gt;We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules&lt;br /&gt;She like a song played again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl, like somethin off a poster&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is a dime they say&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is a gun to my holster&lt;br /&gt;She's runnin through my mind all day, ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That I can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you been all around the globe&lt;br /&gt;Not once did you leave my mind&lt;br /&gt;We talk on the phone, from night til the morn&lt;br /&gt;Girl you really change my life&lt;br /&gt;Doin things I never do&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the kitchin cookin things she likes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules&lt;br /&gt;Someday I wanna make you my wife&lt;br /&gt;That girl, like somethin off a poster&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is a dime they say&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is the gun to my holster&lt;br /&gt;She's runnin through my mind all day, ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That I can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipon stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be your melody&lt;br /&gt;A girl that could write you a symphony&lt;br /&gt;The one that could fill your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;So come baby girl let's sing with me&lt;br /&gt;Ay, I can be your melody&lt;br /&gt;A girl that could write you a symphony&lt;br /&gt;The one that could fill your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;So come baby girl let's sing with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got me singin&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Now she got me singin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That I can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2514756579455938222?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2514756579455938222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2514756579455938222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2514756579455938222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2514756579455938222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/11/since-i-dont-have-anything-to-post-ill.html' title='Since I don&apos;t have anything to post, I&apos;ll post this song lyrics.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6122336120689088794</id><published>2009-10-20T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:34:20.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Kelly Clarkson - Already Gone'/><title type='text'>Back for more posting!</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite fun and frustrating.. Ya. Yehong asked jing yi whether she wants to watch movie or not? She said alright. So, she came and called me to go watch movie as well. I said alright, but what movie, time and when. After we had decided what we're gonna watch, I wait for Yehong and Vikash then proceed to the station and gathered with Jing yi. Ended up, we met Shahmirul and Christopher as they got nothing to do, and wanna "lepak" with us until the show start. We alighted at Outram Park, as Jing yi went Bugis to change her dad's pant. To bigger size or smaller size.. Don't know la. We hang out at the big big shade, don't know whats that called. I only can say that there is a BIG BIG tree right infront of us. Yea. ^^ Jing yi asked me to go looked for her as she can't find where we are. So, after I looked for her and came back, I knew that they will surely ran away. And they did.. Ended up we didn't get to watch movie and saved my money. Vikash called me and tell me that he's with him. Then, when to look for them. Saw Christopher, Shahmirul, Vikash and Yehong. Told yehong that I'll borrow him money. He said he bery shy, don't want to borrow infront of girls. Sighya ya.. We went back upstairs to the BIG BIG shade and hang out, again. While we're all slacking, sleeping.. Vikash actually wanted the lady's number! Haha. Cool. So, Shahmirul and Chris went to take her number. And they got it! I thought the girls wouldn't wanna give, but they did. For the sake of Vikash! Haha. Not long, we met Qayyum, Mimi, Diyana and friends. Then we didn't actually go and chat with them, cause of some matters. xP Haha. 6.30pm already, time for us to go home. Christopher and I took bus 30 and met Suryanti. We discussing stuff happily while we're on our back man! Hoho. ^^ Ok then, thats all for my post. Time for me to go Jurong Complex for some workout at the Gym! Wanna follow? xP Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6122336120689088794?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6122336120689088794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6122336120689088794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6122336120689088794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6122336120689088794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-for-more-posting.html' title='Back for more posting!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-146292902612353922</id><published>2009-10-17T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:57:32.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Justin Bieber - One Less Lonely Girl'/><title type='text'>Today.. I was so damn boring! Like no one business actually</title><content type='html'>Woke up in the morning around 9.30am... First thing to do was go toilet, follow by wash face then check whether is there any breakfast prepared for me or not. No, nothing. Just about to go back to my room for more LALA LAND, my mum came back with no breakfast, but cold food. So, have to cook. After I ate my breakfast, bery tired. But! I didn't went to bed wor! I went to my bedroom, sit on the floor and I play PS2. One day I'm gonna be fat like 1 kind. Haha. So.. around an hour to noon, I went to use comp. Check, chat, check, chat.. Thats all I did when I on my comp. Nothing special.. Till 3pm, I went downstairs to play basketball.. I was like.. totally dehydrated even if I drank 2 bottles of cold Ice Mountain. WTH? Is the weather so hot today? Nevermind.. Bery bery tired.. So i stop playing for a moment, then continued at 7pm. But, the weather is still hot. Ever if there is wind, its just blowing the hot air on us. Man.. I perspired alot today.. I can even squeeze out my sweat on my shirt. Hoho. Ok la, thats all for today.. Bery bored.. Sleeping soon.. Engine low, need to refuel. xP Tata for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-146292902612353922?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/146292902612353922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=146292902612353922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/146292902612353922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/146292902612353922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-i-was-so-damn-boring-like-no-one.html' title='Today.. I was so damn boring! Like no one business actually'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7272035213479213716</id><published>2009-10-13T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:59:37.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current song: Owl City - Fireflies'/><title type='text'>Every Left Has A Right, Every Girl Has Her Knight!</title><content type='html'>Today, my mum brought my dad to the clinic to went for his eyes check-up. Then, the doctor find out that my dad actually had a white, thin layer covering 1 of his eye. Then, he had to go for a operation to cut out that thin layer from his eye. This would cost a bomb, but, I would have to save money for it by eating less.. or maybe not to eat. So, please.. I wish my dad was ok with it. Still waiting for the day to come for his surgery. Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7272035213479213716?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7272035213479213716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7272035213479213716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7272035213479213716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7272035213479213716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/10/every-left-has-right-every-girl-has-her_13.html' title='Every Left Has A Right, Every Girl Has Her Knight!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1659363427162328999</id><published>2009-10-07T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:08:25.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current song: Taio Cruz - Break Your Heart ^^'/><title type='text'>Every Left Has A Right, Every Girl Has Her Knight!</title><content type='html'>Today I was quite happy and quite boring.. Ya la~ ^^ Today in school, got free two periods. Second last period was Assembly, nothing to show la.. Boring~! So, Mr methias came at this period. Then we chat happily while some were being disturb by YEHONG~ ^^ So, last was Common test, which we're not having any of it this week as exams are next, no teachers around too. During this assembly period, Mr Methias intended to invite some of us to his house (I guess so). Ya.. So, we met up at 5.30pm at J.E. Interchange. Then, we reach Mr Methias's home near to 7.00pm. 2 hour eh~ Lols. His house was bery cozy.. Then I guess he's watching Football Channel, A Villa vs Man City. Ended was 1 - 1.. Boring~! Haha. ^^ At 8pm, we switch the channel to channel 5, Singapore Idol! Haha.. What so nice bout Singapore Idol? Nevermind, as long as they like it can le. Watch and watch and watch, 2 songs I don't understand and don't wanna list out here. Tired la.. xp Went back home at 9pm. We're supposed to go home together, unfortunately, glenn's mother asked him to take taxi home as its getting late plus his auntie wanna sees him. Saddies.. So, I went home with him as he asked me to lor.. Sian ah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1659363427162328999?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1659363427162328999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1659363427162328999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1659363427162328999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1659363427162328999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/10/every-left-has-right-every-girl-has-her.html' title='Every Left Has A Right, Every Girl Has Her Knight!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6219148714743194195</id><published>2009-10-06T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:53:16.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to square one..'/><title type='text'>"Dogs" are barking along the corridors! Uh oh~ -.-</title><content type='html'>Uh oh! "Dogs" are barking along the corridors! Should I call the SPCA or not? Fock them bodoh! CB.. Super noisy.. Wish I can just use something to shut up their asses. I drop something along the corridor while I'm drying up my clothes. This bloody bitch purposely kick 1 of my work when I'm doing half way.. I was damn fuck up, so.. I just tell them, why can't you just HELP me to pick up? She stared at me. -.- Then, nevermind, fuck up.. Just now, her husband came back.. and she shouted at her husband that.. Eh! Becareful ah, don't step on "suey" stuffs on the ground. Can you believe it!? Now, they purposely walk pass our house and shouted bad stuffs bout us.. If you were me, will you actually call SPCA to come and catch this 2 stray dogs? Stray dogs aren't allow to be hanging along, it should be kept it the animal centre. Fuck bodoh! Important work leh! NB.. Wasted 1 hour+ just to do that fucking compo, now, I've to redo. -.- CB~ Wish it wouldn't happen, but, just gotta say.. I wish ALL REVENGES WILL BE ON YOU..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6219148714743194195?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6219148714743194195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6219148714743194195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6219148714743194195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6219148714743194195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/10/dogs-are-barking-along-corridors-uh-oh.html' title='&quot;Dogs&quot; are barking along the corridors! Uh oh~ -.-'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1460928303956336097</id><published>2009-09-30T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:18:27.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to square one..'/><title type='text'>What to do.. Study lor~</title><content type='html'>Ola people out there.. So bored.. OMG~ Nevermind, exams around the corner, not quite often I'll be online oready.. Even after exam, I also won't be online, sian la~ Sighyo.. Back to square one, I'm not going to work at Ritz Carlton oready.. Uh oh.. Because I was told by my second boss saying that I can't work at my current age now, only 16. So, sad. But, I went back because I was told by my Big boss that we could actually work at the age of 15. Weird.. But, nevermind. Still have to wait.. Now, everything going back to square one. Bored like no one business! OMG! Random..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1460928303956336097?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1460928303956336097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1460928303956336097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1460928303956336097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1460928303956336097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-to-do-study-lor.html' title='What to do.. Study lor~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3135706897066823012</id><published>2009-09-18T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:19:12.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets~ ^^'/><title type='text'>Although today is the last day, its a unforgettable day..</title><content type='html'>Morning, reached there, with steven. Then changed already go canteen and wait till times up. Today is the last day oready. Bery unbearable.. We went to work at 9am, then there is alot of things need to be done. Don't know why today there is so many orders to be taken although F1 rocks singapore is still far. Nevermind, just work.. Morning was alright, nothing much to do.. Normal routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch~ The food.. Hmm.. Sucks? Lols. Cannot blame, use to it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to RS, IRD. Saw alot of orders again. Lols. Very sad. Nevermind, I continue to work.. But, I still no confident to serve the guest. Shy shy~ ^^ No la, its actually I can't serve them with the trolley yet, using tray, easy. So, continued.. Went to do back clearing, all of a sudden, I don't have mood. But, I won't let me mood destroy the last day of my work, bring a happy face, up to the room and serve! I met this guests, ANG MOH, walking to their room, I can't think that they are invisible, so I greeted them Good Morning! And he said Good afternoon. Then I paiseh, so I told him. For me is always Good Morning where the bright side shine on you to start a brand new day! ^^ Then they said, woah. Not bad. Then I continue my work.. The end~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3135706897066823012?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3135706897066823012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3135706897066823012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3135706897066823012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3135706897066823012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/although-today-is-last-day-its.html' title='Although today is the last day, its a unforgettable day..'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7971177675547888810</id><published>2009-09-17T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:11:04.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Get lost..'/><title type='text'>Why are you so DAMN?</title><content type='html'>Hey you, yes you. Are you the want spreading those crap rumours that most of the malay didn't fast that time? Why are you being sucha KPO behind us? What a united class.. If you are the 1 getting in trouble, never ever come and beg us. I don't care whether you think is it my problem or not, because this is what we really called UNITED. You wanna be like Anikah, go ahead. You think I scared? Its not that I got people supporting behind my back or not, if you dare to do it, dare to prove it. Don't be a chicken hiding behind someone's back. No use.. Really, regretted being with you after so much. I shouldn't had chose you with the first thought but her.. Plus, you still expect the rest to be your friends, F off please. They are the want wasn't fasting, does is matter to you so much? Just as what teacher told Anico, "Don't ever judge people when you are too". Let me RE Phrase, "Don't ever be a KPO when you are 1 too".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7971177675547888810?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7971177675547888810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7971177675547888810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7971177675547888810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7971177675547888810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-are-you-so-damn_17.html' title='Why are you so DAMN?'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6500271329765248359</id><published>2009-09-11T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:26:19.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m waiting for you..'/><title type='text'>Second last week at Ritz Carlton.</title><content type='html'>Ola! Back, again. This is my second last week working in Ritz Carlton already, will miss them. Let next week be a wonderful and a pleasant week for me there. Or maybe not, cause I'm applying for a part time job! Hohoho... ^^ Ok, this morning, got her "good morning" message! Happy? Duh! ^^ Then, prepare everything. After I walked out from my house and reached there, get my uniform and everything. But, just miss out 1 thing, only 1 THING after I changed into my uniform. There is 2 person informed me about my nametag. First is my working mate, I told him later I'll wear it, its inside my bag. Then, when I walked out from the changing room, then I saw my colleague, and I said good morning to her. Then, she replied, oh fendy, don't forget to put on your nametag ah. I said ok. Then, I touched my bag and realised that I've forgotten to bring my Pencil box! Which I always put my tag inside. Lols. Then nevermind, forget it. My working mate told me there got extra, as in, not my name want la. So, they gave me the tag with the name Irfan. Lols. "From today onwards, I'm Irfan." colleague said. Hoho. Then, as pernormal, do this do that, and was having fun. Met 2 new colleagues, they are from Temasek Poly, there attachment for 5 months. Sabrina and Zika. Hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, saw some schools coming in from the F1 briefing! Hoho. Never say hi cause I'm a bery selfish person. Hahaha! I only say Good morning and welcome to Ritz Carlton, again! ^^ Whatever. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back downstairs, do this do that.. Same thing. Managed to serve 2 customer, first is Mrs, second was Mr Widjaja! The name kinda weird, when I went up to the second guest's room, is was a MRS. Nevermind, I went back down, and ask my colleague, did you wrote wrong? Mr and Mrs, cause its a lady. She said.. Oh.. Maybe I wrote wrong. I bery the paiseh! Then do the work downstairs until I end my job. There is 3 more students coming to In-Room Dining for F1 thingy. Not bad. Supervisor was actually explaining everything, then Sabrina was eating Donut which boss brought back from don't know where. So I told her.. "He was explaining how the Coffee maker works then later he will come here and say how's the donut taste like." Haha. Ok la, then at 5.30pm then I end my work. Hoho. The end! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6500271329765248359?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6500271329765248359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6500271329765248359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6500271329765248359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6500271329765248359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-last-week-at-ritz-carlton.html' title='Second last week at Ritz Carlton.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4938295731778821015</id><published>2009-09-08T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:20:19.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>You're such a Dumb F*ck!</title><content type='html'>You.. We all trusted you. Be your friend, be your brother for years. And you started lying us on some shit and all. Fuck you la hor! You intend lie through out your goddamn future? Ho.. We trusted you like 1 kind, and this is how you repayed. Wow, thanks ya. -.- Dumb F*ck! Let me see.. Looks like you had been lying to us seen sec 1, wow. Good riddles for us to guess. You had been saying that you're great, wa.. Big, scared, call people down and other side scared and say sorry. I think its another way round which they call people down, and you're scared then say sorry. Next time, don't say until like you own SINGAPORE. You're just a human, not god. I also don't think god will ever lie or act big like you, dumb f*ck. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4938295731778821015?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4938295731778821015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4938295731778821015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4938295731778821015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4938295731778821015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-such-dumb-fck.html' title='You&apos;re such a Dumb F*ck!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4686137003516128444</id><published>2009-09-04T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:02:56.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>Ola!</title><content type='html'>Ola! Back again with some post man! Woah! I went there quite early. Not bad eh? Early anjing. ^^ Haha haha! Ok, nevermind. Reached City Hall, go take FREE newspaper, then I keep it inside my bag, then continue to Ritz Carlton. After I reached, went to the Laundry side, get my Uniform, change, and proceed to the Canteen. Meanwhile, I saw Zul! Haha. Ok, forget it, that want nothing special to talk bout it. ^^ Then, sit there, put everything down, then go take a cup of Nescafe, Teh Tarik. Woo! It was super duper nice and sweet. So, I drank while watching News Asia. Cool. I drank finish. So, I went back to take more. Haha. 2nd cup. Then, back to my seat, take out newspaper and read it. And and, I found this article. Very very funny. 20 old men actually riots. Lols! Taking walking sticks. Chiong ah! Nothing much, so I shall skip to the start of my work. Went down, saw alot of orders. Wonderful! Got captain's order, got guest's orders.. Woo... I worked with smiling face! I just love today, don't know why, won't feel tired.. Only in the morning. Then, I follow my colleague to the Carlton Club and serve. This guest actually ordered Club Sandwich, more eggs and more bacon but no chicken. In the end, it was a mess. Colleague and I were fed up cause they actually gave us the wrong order. But not show anger in their face by telling them "Get out!". ^^ Just smile and say "We're sorry sir, do you want us to change it for you?". Its very the pathetic. Nevermind, went for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, today special is Laksa! Muahaha! I didn't eat laksa. I just ate normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, this is the part which I hated the most. Cause I have to wear the damn RS jacket, to Pool bar and help my another colleague. It is because GM's girlfriend is coming down to the Pool bar and have lunch with GM's client, which can say that its also GM's girlfriend, friends. They can sit there and talk talk talk talk talk for long hours. Impressive! Then, its 4.30pm. Going home soon in another half and hour, after that Ladies had went somewhere else, I quickly rushed back to RS. Haha. If not I'll be like some kind, standing under the hot sun, heating up. So, went inside, its already about 4.50pm. Time flies.. Very fast. Stay inside do nothing, enjoy the aircon + fan = Cool!. Haha, then go home. Thats all for today, thank you for reading! Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4686137003516128444?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4686137003516128444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4686137003516128444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4686137003516128444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4686137003516128444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola.html' title='Ola!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-8318208587715462842</id><published>2009-09-01T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:23:35.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>Back with more actions..</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Back with more actions! Today is so Haiya! Let's talk about it.. This afternoon, it rains so heavily like one of a kind. Which I'm stuck right opposite the Jurong Complex entrance. Super super fed up. But, nevermind. Called my friend and asked him to bring umbrella. 15 - 20 mins later, he came. So, I quickly rushed in! So what if I had an big umbrella, my pants and bag is still wet. Lols. Sad sad. Heck care, still went up to Gym at 11+. And guess what I forgotten to bring again! Hia hia hia... I forgotten to bring my socks again! Heck care la, just wear those shoes and went on the worked out. Worked and worked and worked until 4pm. Time flies.  First time I made it so long.. Woo.. After that, friends and I went to Lake Shore to play bball. That are is so.. Wow -.- You know what I means.. Went there to only feed mosquitos. Cannot tahan. Play and play and play.. Until 6.30pm then I went home.. Super duper tired.. But yet, I still can't sleep. Wonderful~ Ok la, thats all for today event.. Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-8318208587715462842?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8318208587715462842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=8318208587715462842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8318208587715462842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/8318208587715462842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-with-more-actions.html' title='Back with more actions..'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6884752055752205909</id><published>2009-08-28T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:49:04.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.. Tired la~</title><content type='html'>Hia hia hia hia.. I'm back. ^^. Woohoo! Back to I-RD. Shiok ah! No more under the hot sun, no more.. Hell no. Luckily, today got bring socks. If not die~ I-RD was so busy today.. Thats why I said.. Teachers think bout us, but not there. Every friday is always the day which there will be alot of events.. Saddies. I mean.. Sad. ^^. Ok. Let's go to the working procedure~ Morning, start at 9am. Around hour later, alot of phone calls. Order this, order that. Didn't know they woke up so early in "5 star" hotel. Maybe the quality.. Ya.. Ehem.. Plus, they even come down to the Poolside to swim early in the morning. Nuts? Abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11+, went for lunch. The food there.. Ok la, today's special. Prawn mee SOUP! Nah, rather eat rice. Eat finished, go back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the kitchen, and it starts to do room clearing. So, Eric and I went room clearing. After I went up.. I pressed the bell, knock the door, said "Room Serivce", no one open for 3x. So, thats when I found out that.. I forgotten to draw out the Master Key! Hia hia hia hia... Then, use talkie to called him. Then we go together. And.. We went to this room, on the 14th floor. This particular room.. Which I die die also don't wanna go in already. Something happened. Same as the room in 31st floor. Very chill.. Cold~! Eric and I went up to serve.. Then, after giving the food to the guest.. The corridor is very, very quiet. Can hear the Lift's coming up, and down. Then, all of a sudden. Someone touch my shoulder. Lols. Super call. I got goosebumps. Eric felt it too.. Super super, scary. Plus, this month is.. Ya. Quickly rushed back to the kitchen to catch out breath and said.. NEVER EVER~!!! Haha. Ok, thats all for today! Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6884752055752205909?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6884752055752205909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6884752055752205909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6884752055752205909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6884752055752205909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-tired-la.html' title='Today.. Tired la~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1777975406364108646</id><published>2009-08-24T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:05:39.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Being Too Naive...'/><title type='text'>I'm waiting, FOR YOU!</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Today, lessons as pernormal.. Went well. And and, our cafe opened today! But, SAD, no customers. Then, I was very fed up with them. Most of those lower sec said they wanna come at Wed rather than Mon. Then, whats the point of us opening today? Plus, first 100 will get half a price on everything, but, nobody wants. All they wants is free. Why don't they go be beggar instead? Don't study. F**k bodoh.. Plus, I kena "HEAD" of Manpower. -.- Which I don't wish I really wants to be. But nevermind, already confirmed. =( Sigh.. No mood ah, no mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1777975406364108646?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1777975406364108646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1777975406364108646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1777975406364108646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1777975406364108646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-waiting-for-you.html' title='I&apos;m waiting, FOR YOU!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3119633773210609272</id><published>2009-08-21T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:16:15.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m Being Too Naive...'/><title type='text'>Working Exp. Today...</title><content type='html'>As for today... Let me tell you everything, and think whether am I stupid enough or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, after I wore my clothes, I went to prepare everything. I sat on the sofa, take my long black socks, put it beside me. Then, I take my working shoes to put inside my shoebag. Then, I carried my bag, and off I go to work. Guess what? (Hint: "Guess what?" Its actually inside the passage itself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I reached Ritz Carlton, I bring everything to Pool Bar, but, no one was there. So, I went back to the canteen and wait. Those HR people came. I went to get my locker key and, changed my uniform to RS uniform, no more PB uniform. Went back to the entrance to get the Master Card (Can go in any rooms, anyhow. ^^). Back to RS, get the cards for clearing, walkie talkie and pen. Walk and walk and walk.. Tired la. But, fun! Got tips. $2. Rather than nothing ^^. Then, my friend and I finished clearing fast, but, there still got lots of work to do seh.. In the end, go lunch at 2pm. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, sat with this new guy. His name is Peter. New to Ritz Carlton. So, we will had to guide him along the way.. Woo~ First time, teacher. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to RS and saw our supervisor, Vijay the funny guy with his working mates joking happily. My friend and I work.. While laughing cause really leh, really cannot stand it. The conversation goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;Vijay: Eh, you know why our flag is Red and White, with 1 cresent moon and 5 stars or not?&lt;br /&gt;His friend: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Vijay: Moon represents Nathan dying, 5 stars there means he had been knock out, Red means disaster coming, White means Surrender.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS!!! Haha, what I explained won't sound so funny, but when you're there, you'll know what is butterfly in your stomach. Thats all for today! Update tomorrow my friend..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3119633773210609272?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3119633773210609272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3119633773210609272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3119633773210609272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3119633773210609272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/08/working-exp-today.html' title='Working Exp. Today...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-763476454690540785</id><published>2009-08-19T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:08:12.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>Complicated...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.. Hello once again. Back to update, today. ^^ Lessons went well, also with her. Till suddenly something happened. She became quiet... She still answered me, but, not so happy. Then.. Thinking for the whole assembly. Had I done something wrong to her? Or what to makes her unhappy. Hmmm.. Then, after school, some of my classmates and I had "Happy Hour" with Ms Lin M.J. studying the chapter "Electricity". Some of my classmates squeeze to 1 table, yet, she sat alone. I really wants to stand up, and go to sit with her. Scared she might be angry with me cause I'm disturbing, so, I kept quiet.. Moody... After our "Happy Hour" with Ms Lin M.J., I walked with her to our Cafe, which is the Former SAC. I put my bag on the table, go get change to get ready for my Bball Training. Then, slack in there for a few minutes only la, then I went out to play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training time, I don't know why I'm so so so tired. Don't have the feeling and also the mind to concentrate training.. Then, while we ran "Suicide", accidentally sprained my Left Ankle. Nevermind, I continue training, plus, I missed alot of shots. I'm the want that letting the whole team down. The feeling I have now, I'm useless. Thats all. Ok, thats all for today, maybe update tomorrow. Happy day.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-763476454690540785?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/763476454690540785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=763476454690540785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/763476454690540785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/763476454690540785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/08/complicated.html' title='Complicated...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6130886545235224705</id><published>2009-08-15T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:03:19.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>Busy busy!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Back to update for the Friday work again. ^^ It was so busy before Lunch time. Its a miracle. Haha. Ok, whatever. Then, luckily I went to the Kitchen to do Room Clearing. As in went up some rooms to clean their food they ordered. Luckily!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, as per normal la, your will know the feeling of eating Canteen's food. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, didn't went back to Kitchen, but back to Pool bar to look for Jing yi and Zul. See how they doing. After reached, they said all the chairs for occupied. More guests came down and asked, is there more chairs. Saddies guests, must thanks to the Japanese. Muahaha! Yesterday went fast, blink of an eye, the time were already 4.25pm. 5 more mins to go home. Oye! Haha, thats all for now la, Bye folks! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6130886545235224705?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6130886545235224705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6130886545235224705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6130886545235224705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6130886545235224705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7447520679083008278</id><published>2009-08-08T08:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:01:44.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>Friday work</title><content type='html'>Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Too tired, only reason. So, yesterday I actually did nothing on my work. Only sell 1 carrot juice, $12.95, thats all. Cool eh? ^^ So, stand there, walk walk, nothing much. So, ya. Nothing to talk about Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time... Jing yi and I went to have lunch. Standard time la, 12pm have to go for lunch. Then, slack slack slack... 1pm go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to working area, SIAN AH~ Nothing to do. -.- After "my" boss made a post to all non-in-room guests that they shouldn't be sitting at the Pool area to have their lunch, Pool bar had been so so so quiet. Only can listen to the water raining down, not rain, just a decoration. And somemore the weather is so hot! No other better ways, no aircon. Heck care. ^^ Then, I think thats all I could post for my working day. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7447520679083008278?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7447520679083008278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7447520679083008278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7447520679083008278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7447520679083008278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-work.html' title='Friday work'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6409933594226270542</id><published>2009-07-31T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:28:37.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>Rottening...</title><content type='html'>I haven't go to school already for 1 week! OMG, Rottening at home like a fish. Hmmm, but nevermind, tomorrow I'm going to school! To help out on painting the wall only, nothing much. Wanted to go to school today, Lazy. So, decided to stay at home. Thought I could go to work, I still got cough, can't go today. OMG.. &gt;&lt; Rottening~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6409933594226270542?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6409933594226270542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6409933594226270542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6409933594226270542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6409933594226270542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/rottening.html' title='Rottening...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-585131022939488640</id><published>2009-07-28T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:15:02.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(^.^)Y'/><title type='text'>I'm 15</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Too Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Too Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Too Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Toooooooooo Meeeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-585131022939488640?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/585131022939488640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=585131022939488640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/585131022939488640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/585131022939488640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-15_28.html' title='I&apos;m 15'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-4285295480575706437</id><published>2009-07-26T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:51:32.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not shiok after all...'/><title type='text'>6 Days MC gonna make me CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>OMG~~~ My temperature went up to 40.0 degree celcius! Then I was kena send to NUH. So, I waited at their "counter", and then the nurse or doctor I don't know la, checked my High Blood Preasure (Thinking, what for?!). Then, I was send to this 1 small room, all white... Then waited for 2 hours in that small room till doctor come. My doctor was an ANG MOH! Lols. Fluent english, I don't understand some cause he speaks too "chim". So, the doctor said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't confirm whether you got H1N1 or not, but I'll give you 6 - 7 days MC so that you can stay at home and rest. So, if your temp. is still above 38.5 from now till tuesday, then you'll have to come back to NUHS to take further checking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sia! But nevermind, I'm fine now. Temperature less than 38.5 degree celcius. ^^ Thats all for now, folks. See your on the 3rd august!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-4285295480575706437?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4285295480575706437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=4285295480575706437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4285295480575706437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/4285295480575706437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-days-mc-gonna-make-me-crazy.html' title='6 Days MC gonna make me CRAZY!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2818993682726196062</id><published>2009-07-24T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:11:45.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m missing you~'/><title type='text'>sick, SICK!</title><content type='html'>OMG~~~ This is the worst day I ever had with those damn illness! I had fever, sore throat, nose block and body ache. Super unwell eh? MmHmm. I think its because of this morning, walking to school. The rain falling from the sky fast, still I slowly walk to school, then during basketball training today, I had fever the half way near the end (38.4). Haha. Dumb dumb me. So I went to see a doctor just now, Fever and sore throat is 1 of it. But, this doctor actually told me not to go out this weekend. Sad... I don't think I could finish my homework on time to pass it to the teachers on monday... Thats all for now, got to go and rest for a moment. Update tomorrow! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2818993682726196062?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2818993682726196062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2818993682726196062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2818993682726196062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2818993682726196062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-sick.html' title='sick, SICK!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-1712194055759572568</id><published>2009-07-21T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:58:02.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So so tired~'/><title type='text'>Aww Man!</title><content type='html'>Haiyo... CCA starts today. OH MY GOD! I'M SO G**D**N TIRED!!! Awww... Help me! Grrr... Today training was so tough, its like... F**k. Nevermind, its been don't know how many weeks we trained, cannot blame. Haha. End for now, short short post. ^^ Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-1712194055759572568?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1712194055759572568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=1712194055759572568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1712194055759572568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/1712194055759572568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/aww-man.html' title='Aww Man!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-6788338630763728010</id><published>2009-07-18T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:08:51.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuck up.'/><title type='text'>Fuck off!</title><content type='html'>It doesn't matter what you do, just BARK all you wanted! I've had enough of it. Not only you do had anger so do I! Motherfucker... So what if you're stepping big right in front of my fucking face! Had enough with your nonsense and your friends, BARK OFF SON OF A BITCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-6788338630763728010?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6788338630763728010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=6788338630763728010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6788338630763728010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/6788338630763728010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuck-off.html' title='Fuck off!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3840515421342348898</id><published>2009-07-17T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:46:02.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired ..'/><title type='text'>Sorry for the late update!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Sorry for not updating, lazy~ =) Ok, just came back from Ritz Carlton. Today wasn't that tired I can say.. Quite fun. The procedure for todays work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Zul waited for me at City Hall to go and have breakfast in Ritz Carlton Hotel. So, I met him. Then, I didn't notice that Jing yi actually took the same MRT as me. So, I went to look for Zul first followed by Jing yi. Since Hanna is reaching City Hall soon, we waited for her for another 1 minute then she came. So, we walk together to Ritz Carlton. Get out visitor pass and all then proceed to the Laundry to take our uniforms. After we've changed, went to "Hardwork" cafe, and only drank Milo. (Thats our "Breakfast" for today.) We sit and sit and sit till 8.30am then we proceed to our working venue. Jing yi and Zul reached their venue first and getting ready to set up the pool. Since my trainer haven't come, went to help out. Cause usually early in the morning there won't be people suddenly come down from the room to say I want this and that. We set up everything already then we stand at 1 corner to chat. Then Zul said to walk 1 round with him like 2.4km. Actually, same procedure la, nothing to say much in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, I only went to have lunch with Jing yi and 1 of the westwood student. Sad Zul that he had to wait for 1pm to had his lunch while we went to enjoy at 12pm. Haha. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, its time for Zul and my Trainer to went for their lunch already. Not long bout half and hour, Zul came back and suddenly I was so busy. "Why must you come back!? Can't you stay any longer enjoying your time.." Nevermind. =) The time strikes 2pm, and suddenly Zul, Jing yi and I saw 2 how babes, ANG MOH~ and also sisters super sexy. Lols. Then Jing yi and Zul's trainer came out, he's from Phillipines. He saw me standing at the Pool Bar, relaxing I think. Then he told them that I can enjoy the view actually. =) Haha, not long, OFF WORK! Then go home~~~ Insomnia~~~ Thats all for now, folks! Bye~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3840515421342348898?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3840515421342348898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3840515421342348898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3840515421342348898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3840515421342348898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-late-update.html' title='Sorry for the late update!'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-3477782163073325351</id><published>2009-07-10T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:41:54.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><title type='text'>Room Service Duty! Working area: Pool Bar</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Let me tell you the whole proced procedure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, when I proceed to the Honor bar, they Head of Department said I won't be learning anything here other than going up rooms to check their minibars. So, I was moved to the Pool bar instead. Its a better thing that I at least won't get bored there cause there will be Jing yi and Zul. Pool bar is just beside the Gym's back door. Morning was like... as usual for me, nothing special bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, I waited for Zul and Jing yi till 12pm leh! We're supposed to have lunch at 11am, ended up they need to do work till 12pm. Haiyo... nevermind, 12pm sharp, we went for lunch. Then, eat and eat and eat... Nothing much lur actually. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us went back to work after we had finished our lunch. So, I during that time, looks like there is alot of guest coming down to the pool side for sun tenting or a swim. So, there will be quite alot of guest coming to the Pool bar ordering side orders or beverages as well. Super busy. Slowly, everthing get back to normaly, since there is no guest at the Pool bar, I went to help the Zul and Jing yi. Not long, there is 1 guy, named Rudy, bring me around the whole Ritz Carlton. He brought me to the Lobby, to the Meeting room and to the Executive room. It was totally amazing! Ok la, I explain ain't so interesting anyway, but when you're working there, you'll sure know how its gonna be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today, folks! Haha, end of working day 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-3477782163073325351?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3477782163073325351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=3477782163073325351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3477782163073325351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/3477782163073325351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/room-service-duty-working-area-pool-bar.html' title='Room Service Duty! Working area: Pool Bar'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-160385179069046625</id><published>2009-07-09T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:08:11.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short eh? ^.^'/><title type='text'>Not bad...</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Not bad for today. Schools pernormal, nothing special except for the course we did la. ^_^ We actually created a game called "Bounce" and had lots of fun! =) Lols. I've ran out of ideas what to write, maybe I'll update tomorrow cause I'm going to Ritz Carlton to "work"? ^^ Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-160385179069046625?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/160385179069046625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=160385179069046625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/160385179069046625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/160385179069046625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-bad.html' title='Not bad...'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2156222776646727504</id><published>2009-07-04T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:07:53.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What to do? Thats life..'/><title type='text'>Boredom.</title><content type='html'>Today is saturday, is the worst day I ever had. Its so bored! Woke up at 12pm today. So tired.. =( Nevermind, tahan for a little while then 4pm went to play basketball and came back at 6.30pm. So energetic. ^^ Thats all, don't know what to say le. Tomorrow then I'll update, maybe. See yaw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2156222776646727504?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2156222776646727504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2156222776646727504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2156222776646727504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2156222776646727504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/boredom.html' title='Boredom.'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-2746673600526991876</id><published>2009-07-03T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:17:59.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Service Duty! (Ritz Carlton, Millenia Singapore)</title><content type='html'>Woohoo~ !!! Today had alot of fun. Super tired being a Room Service, but I had fun after all. Have to proceed to their kitchen after changing to our respective uniforms. I was ordered to be in their Honor Bar to work first. So, I went. Then, a few mins later. Trainer there and I gets to went up to Guest Rooms to check their minibar items whether is it near the expiry date or they comsumed anything or not. After we checked all the second floor, we ran out of supplies. So, we had to go down again, to refill our supplies. Haiyo... Nevermind, we went up again, and check for more rooms. Then come down and refill to get ready the second round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time. Man! Jing yi, Zul, Hanna and Steven came down to had lunch around 11+ to 12+! Not fair seh! I came down at 1.00pm. Nevermind, at least I get to eat. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch time, back to the office to relax first till 2pm. Then, trainer and I went back up to the Guests Rooms for the second round. This time its 4 storys and were ordered to check those Minibars whether there is anything we need to refill. We were supposed to end at 4.00pm sharp. But, we end our duty fast, so get to rest fast. ^^ Happy. After the time had reached 5.00pm, I'm able to off duty. So, can go home. Yea~ ! After I've changed back to my own clothes, saw Hanna. Then go join her. After that, Jing yi, Zul and Steven, off duty. Waiting for them to get changed first then we can go have our Dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-2746673600526991876?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2746673600526991876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=2746673600526991876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2746673600526991876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/2746673600526991876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/room-service-duty-ritz-carlton-millenia.html' title='Room Service Duty! (Ritz Carlton, Millenia Singapore)'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341841030953554199.post-7274087594815269136</id><published>2009-07-01T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:29:58.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally~</title><content type='html'>Woo~ Finally its 1st of July. Time for me to update my daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of the day, don't know what to write. At least I update right? ^^ Till here then, see ya tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341841030953554199-7274087594815269136?l=fendyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7274087594815269136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341841030953554199&amp;postID=7274087594815269136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7274087594815269136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341841030953554199/posts/default/7274087594815269136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fendyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally~'/><author><name>Fan Dee Yong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13619323781948454880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pclkadlQM04/SsbGCFri4LI/AAAAAAAAABU/TqsPIJEy6Iw/S220/Misery+Love+Company.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
