<?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-4233388514200205563</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:17:47.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4908565290660248877</id><published>2010-09-01T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T05:53:51.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZDA 2 ZOOM-ZOOM</title><content type='html'>DEAR MAZDA 2 ZOOM-ZOOM,&lt;br /&gt;After a month with you, i finally have time to post a comment on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i was wrong with the brownish bronze colour that made you look like a rectangle pile of soil from a "bird's eye" view. Birds tend to target you and they are quite accurate on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i have no complains on your 1.5l engine even though you lost to a 2.0l sonata taxi. You gave me enough power to overtake road bullies and i really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, you made everyone that i drove sleep on journeys exceeding 30minutes. Needless to say, your comfort level should be recognised and appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, i have to apologise for the dirt that my bagalas and indians brought into you... I will clean up. Promise. Even so, you did not complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i wish i could talk to you like how bumble bee did to his owner but other road users would think i am crazy. One complain I have about you is the fact that you are too quiet... Even in the S mode, which every one thought is Sports Mode, you were overwhelmed by the old toyota corona taxi. I came to realise that perhaps its a Silent Mode on you. I will not be modifying you so do not worry, you will not become noisy like a lambo. Rest Assured. Shurong and I loves you. Please Take Care of yourself for the tough days ahead when Im away when the nation needs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triangle/Probation Plate holders, if you are looking for a car to buy, please buy a mazda 2. Its good and im not getting any commission on for this ad. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4908565290660248877?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4908565290660248877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4908565290660248877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4908565290660248877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4908565290660248877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2010/09/mazda-2-zoom-zoom.html' title='MAZDA 2 ZOOM-ZOOM'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4047567545534570347</id><published>2009-12-28T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T05:41:20.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst FINANCIAL Month of my LIFE</title><content type='html'>I having been down with bad luck recently and today was no where better. Yesterday marks 2 years and 2 months my grandma passed away and today marks the 23rd mth with my sweetheart. This sentence often confuses me and i duno whether to be happy or sad. But dun worry ppl, I have moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst shit that happened to my wallet in the whole of my lifetime happened today. I lost $50 at toa payoh popular and i believed it was picked up by a group of passersby who did not return it to me with a kind heart. This records a historic blow to my financial week which i had planned properly of which $10 would be saved up eventually. Due to this deflict, I lost my $40 worth of allowance which made me feel like climbing up mount faber to scream out my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;If you ever knew that im gonna lose $50 just like that, would you just tell me in my dreams? I would give it away without second thoughts to the needy of salvation army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kind sister offered my subsidy to my lost but i felt that i should not burden her as I that she was not to be blamed for my shit. Thank you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Regret from this incident is that....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I nv check the last 4digits of the  $50 dollars before losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.A.M.N&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4047567545534570347?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4047567545534570347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4047567545534570347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4047567545534570347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4047567545534570347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2009/12/worst-financial-month-of-my-life.html' title='The Worst FINANCIAL Month of my LIFE'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-6938935576701538401</id><published>2009-03-29T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T07:45:48.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;i get excited over nothing and i achieved something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;i get excited over something but i get nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more eager i am to get something, the less likely i would get it... but i will still try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this would help every0ne who feels disappointed at this point in time just like i do...&lt;br /&gt;We shall not consider ourselves dreamers. But instead, we are people who persevere and belief in working towards the slightest possibility available. Nevertheless, we should not be stubborn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we should try... Rejection today shall not determine failure tomorrow for tomorrow is a new day of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-6938935576701538401?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/6938935576701538401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=6938935576701538401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/6938935576701538401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/6938935576701538401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-2305771544670545700</id><published>2009-02-18T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:17:39.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beanie ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SZwmSJ641-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/XJzEo6d8p2Y/s1600-h/26012009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304156554478016482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SZwmSJ641-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/XJzEo6d8p2Y/s400/26012009(001).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beanie ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. Office work is not for me. Accounts is not my style. Storeroom is not my place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-2305771544670545700?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/2305771544670545700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=2305771544670545700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/2305771544670545700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/2305771544670545700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2009/02/beanie-me.html' title='Beanie ME!'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SZwmSJ641-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/XJzEo6d8p2Y/s72-c/26012009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-7758969330396873858</id><published>2009-02-15T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T05:47:11.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shurong is nothing like....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SZgcubNpefI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3ujKMp-5W_8/s1600-h/14022009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303020145133320690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SZgcubNpefI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3ujKMp-5W_8/s400/14022009(002).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shurong is nothing like....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shurong is nothing like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kit-kat or a rose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within a week they will be gone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Shurong remains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If love were always sweet to tongue&lt;br /&gt;Or smells good to the nose,&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is like Valentine's day when we are together,&lt;br /&gt;And we would go insane.&lt;br /&gt;I just hangs around&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be kissed&lt;br /&gt;Longing for special days to arrive&lt;br /&gt;but never get sick of them.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of looking far for one,&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have one here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love Shurong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chia Yao Wei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-7758969330396873858?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/7758969330396873858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=7758969330396873858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7758969330396873858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7758969330396873858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2009/02/shurong-is-nothing-like.html' title='Shurong is nothing like....'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SZgcubNpefI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3ujKMp-5W_8/s72-c/14022009(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-8830211155559249361</id><published>2008-11-07T22:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:31:09.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SRUzgV9UOoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9UtptO49_OY/s1600-h/DSC03696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266171970022816386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SRUzgV9UOoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9UtptO49_OY/s400/DSC03696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture was taken on wednesday during a photoshoot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, i will talk about reasons why....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its been slightly more than a year since my grandma died. Since i am 18 this year, let me list u 18 reasons why i caused my grandma's death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) I alway dun listen to her. Whenever she asks me not to do something, i will purposely do it because i like her agitated look. Everytime after she scolds me, she will talk to me nicely then i listen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) The most expensive thing i gave her was not taking her money. In short, i never gave her any thing valuable at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) She had too much things to remember and yet i added on to her burden. I always misplaces my things and she seems to know the location of my things better than me. WTH rite? Ya. she actually made the effort to remember where i put my things. All these caused her blood vessel to rupture and die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) This is one reason that can warrant a death penalty on me. I actually said that i am sick of homecooked food. KILL ME! I really regret. If you know me well enough, you should know how much i miss homecooked food especially my grandma's cooking. i will never get to enjoy it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) I cheated my grandma that i will bring a girlfriend home for new year in 2007. She might have been tired of waiting and so, she left. If only you had endured a few months more, i sure you will like shurong as much as i do. i will blog about this point why i say so in my next blog post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6)I always try to stay away from home when its clear that my grandma wants my company. Why?! Why did i take my grandma for granted? she punished me and taught me not to cherish every moment i have with my loved ones through her death. i must say despite my childish front, i actually matured quite a lot. But your death came at the worst period of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) i slammed grandma's 30-40 year old antique table on the floor causing a dent in the floor tile at the age of 5 years old. believe me. the evidence is still there but the antique table survived the ordeal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) i loved to create structures with grandma's sofa pillows but then hor... i will never put it back to the original position. so... grandma always puts them back despite causing and swearing at me. that really caused her a few years of her life time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9) My grandma's wall is always infested with apple skin simply because i would steal her apple skin and anyhow paste on her wall. but if i am not wrong, i tink she was the one who thought me that apple skin do stick. but i took the knowledge and applied it on every wall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10) everytime i wake up even a minute later than scheduled, i would cry like tsunami. image how difficult it would be to stop my tears. that was more than 1o years ago when i was in kindergarten...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11) i spent too little time with grandma... i din even remember her age or birthday until we celebrate it for her. so i only remember her birthday and age once a year. Crap me rite? YEs. I neglected her and the fact that she has been aging as the years go by... If only i had gave you less trouble and more company, would that have lengthened your life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12) FATS. i nv like fatty meat but my grandma loves them. so how? everytime what i dont like to eat, coincidentally she loves them. Why din i stop her or try to love eating them myself? its so damn unhealthy and i let her eat. Screw me! i deserve death more than her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13) Grandma, i was wrong to bring you to singaporepools. i thought you how to buy toto and made you a regular. although every bet onli amounted to around 2 -4 dollars, may your fustration due to the lacked of winnings made you feel depressed and want to move on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14) Though the years when Grandma was around, i enjoyed luxurious life. seriously, i was the king at home. my grandma protected me from every danger ranging from from my uncle to my mother. And finally, on 27 0ctober 2007, my shield retired...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15) Grandma was best at cooking things that she don't like to eat. E.g eggs. she was the best egg cooker despite the fact that she hates eggs. but i made her cook it. at least thrice a week. Making her do things against her will. My fault. but i need to compliment that her maggie noodle was the best. Earth, let me tell you this. you lost a good cook. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16) Everytime i complain or cry, she softens and melts. i will get anything i want after that. at the age of 5, i wanted to buy a book entitled water baby. the book is thicker than my hand at that time. she din want to buy, so how? i screamed in public and she bought. she say will beat me up if i dont read. a week later, i lost the book. my mum found out about it and she scold me. Gone case right? NO! my grandma saved me. Instead of beating me up, she told my mum its ok... a book only. then she her magic touch helped me to recover the book the following day. Grandma, u rock!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17) Grandma should have attended school instead of me. her eagerness to learn surpasses anyone on earth. Despite knowing onli dialects and malay + abit of chinese, she learnt ENGLISH!!! She knows how to write A and A is for Apple all the way until C if i nv rember wrongly. I know it may sound easy for anyone. but look, no1 taught her ok?! she learnt it in order to teach her grandchildren. she learnt it from a children's laptop. those kind like u press the a button and they will say "A for Apple".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18) My grandma has 10 grandchildren. Me, my sister, my sister and 7 cousins. i must say that she dotes on me the most. And sad to say, i am the one who disappoints her the most too. she had high hopes on my results but never once, i failed NOT to shine. How tiring that can get to see me grow up? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These days, i have not been happy. i am always thinking of my grandmother but i keep telling myself that i am fine. i know that i miss grandma and the fact that she will nv wake up and scold me or to dote on me again. I am very tired of missing you grandma but i will still continue to miss you... this is my promise to you. Hope you are doing fine. but you must know that i am not. Visit me soon and Visit me Often. Gods and Goddesses. i cant type in dialect but translate this msg to grandma. Thank you and Thank You Grandma for bringing me up for 17 years and 8 months. i am very grateful. Till the day i become your grandson again, i will continue missing you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-8830211155559249361?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/8830211155559249361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=8830211155559249361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8830211155559249361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8830211155559249361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-picture-was-taken-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/SRUzgV9UOoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9UtptO49_OY/s72-c/DSC03696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-8124329845327695615</id><published>2008-08-03T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:18:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i am not stressed. i have a attitude problem. yes i do. why does it have to go this way?i reali dun wan. but i guess i gave up trying so hard. at least i tried. mayb i wasnt prepared to face this from the start. but nvm i din see it coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-8124329845327695615?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/8124329845327695615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=8124329845327695615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8124329845327695615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8124329845327695615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-i-am-not-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-659171403515067073</id><published>2008-07-27T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T08:50:22.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Bdae</title><content type='html'>And so, she died for 9 months and it will be her birthday in 15mins tml. What should i say now? What can i say? Ur bday present this year would be my GPA. I promise u to work hard like i did for 17years, 7 months and 30days. i know i should feel shameful to make this promise again. But i want this sem to be different. i know i have been doing badly and u are taking care of my grades in a non physical manner. u have been helping me a lot. its time u celebrate your last birthday which makes u 78. Move on, grandma, i am sad u left me. But lets remember each other forever no matter living or dead. If some1 up there is able to translate this msg to u, i just want you to know that u have been the most caring kin to me in my life. And mark my words. i want to be your grandson in all my lives. But this time, i promise i will cherish you more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-659171403515067073?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/659171403515067073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=659171403515067073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/659171403515067073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/659171403515067073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/07/grandmas-bdae.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Bdae'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1693727436972295622</id><published>2008-02-29T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:44:31.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAKzohcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VqgCNjHOb6k/s1600-h/Photo0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172428155401045442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAKzohcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VqgCNjHOb6k/s400/Photo0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAqzohdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Fl_dpOyf5WM/s1600-h/P1020791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172428163990980050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAqzohdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Fl_dpOyf5WM/s400/P1020791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAqzoheI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-H1TjN4JTf0/s1600-h/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172428163990980066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAqzoheI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-H1TjN4JTf0/s400/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goA6zohfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tp2zPAPu0p8/s1600-h/Picture0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172428168285947378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goA6zohfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tp2zPAPu0p8/s400/Picture0319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goBKzohgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R6mO57gLQ14/s1600-h/Picture0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172428172580914690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goBKzohgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R6mO57gLQ14/s400/Picture0322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random photos dun ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1693727436972295622?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1693727436972295622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1693727436972295622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1693727436972295622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1693727436972295622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-photos-dun-ask-me-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8goAKzohcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VqgCNjHOb6k/s72-c/Photo0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-2648816472076338576</id><published>2008-02-29T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:19:36.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gT8KzohaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RUBrxcG0to0/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172406096449013154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gT8KzohaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RUBrxcG0to0/s400/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gT8azohbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/5rJ9ZkHL_ig/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172406100743980466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gT8azohbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/5rJ9ZkHL_ig/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was my 1 mth aniversary with shu rong. i spent quite alot of time with her. it feels so good. we had heart to heart toks and ok. she understands me better than i understand myself. she was very open with me. so i was honest with her. haha i know u all dun understand but nvm. lol. she gave me this ji saw puzzle with a frame!!! i love this pic. alot!!! dam nice. Thank you for everything u have done for me!!! cos i reali love them and u as well!!! u are so sweet! sweet until i tink i will get diabetes soon. omg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gThazohZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/d9pt8TM9_sc/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172405636887512466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gThazohZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/d9pt8TM9_sc/s400/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-2648816472076338576?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/2648816472076338576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=2648816472076338576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/2648816472076338576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/2648816472076338576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-was-my-1-mth-aniversary-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gT8KzohaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RUBrxcG0to0/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4782566433190173153</id><published>2008-02-29T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:05:34.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>besides the fish, sr made a pouch for me! it has a pig on it and its hand sew. omg. she reali has the patience. i cant blog the pic today cos my bluetooth failed on me suddenly. she's dam sweet. she granted me my bdae wish. wat wish? for the 2 of us to know and for u guys to find out. haha u ppl will nv know. on top of this, i would like to thank all those present on my bdae. sy, kel, aloy, fel, eug n sr. and also those me made me the cards! including those present + jiun chyii, jasmine, hui qing, sweeting, ridwan and jermaine. thank you so much! i reali love those cards. they were dam nice cos they are all handmade as requested. ok. i wan to compliment this guy. EUgene Tan Teck Wei. i tell u, ur card has the ugliest handwritting on earth but its the most unique card on earth. dam nice and meaningful. i din expect to receive a card from u cos i tot u would have 4gtten it. but dammit i was wrong. horrible me. thank you lar bro. then my sec frens. yhih huua, samantha, weilin, jacqueline, zhiwei, benjamin, JEREMY and KARDIONO. why these 2 names in bold? i tell u. jeremy greet me happy bdae for 1 whole week starting on 21 feb. its lol but at least u made the effort to do it. and that kardiono well done. sms me early morning at 2.55am with his indo number. waolao. this kind of brothers where to find. for those that i missed saying thank you, i am reali sorry. i wan to thank every body. thank you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4782566433190173153?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4782566433190173153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4782566433190173153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4782566433190173153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4782566433190173153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/besides-fish-sr-made-pouch-for-me-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1277784068227528239</id><published>2008-02-29T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:25:30.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gN56zohYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jJLWED5z6Bg/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172399460724540802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gN56zohYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jJLWED5z6Bg/s400/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. back to blogging. my bdae past. 18 alr. tink i have grown up. correct me if i am wrong. this year is different, sum1 left and sum1 came into my life. Shurong steamed fish for me on my bdae. dam nice. onli the firs mouth was abit weird. cos i haven eaten steam fish for reali long alr. like since my grandma pass away. i finished the fish. sr says its not nice and we fought over the fish. childish rite? now u know how childish my sr can get. but anyway, i onli gt the pic of the fish bones. cos its very nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1277784068227528239?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1277784068227528239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1277784068227528239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1277784068227528239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1277784068227528239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R8gN56zohYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jJLWED5z6Bg/s72-c/DSC00004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-8077188824952022946</id><published>2008-02-22T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T08:20:39.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. End of exams? happy? NO. the night spoilt it. came home and quarrelled with my mum. kind of raised my voice at her and went straight to bath. dam sian. when i was bathing i feel unfillial. i shld have been struck by lightning for doing that but i duno y i did it. i came out frm the bathroom i din apologise. i talked to her and hoped that she understand. and i tink she did. Now i am feeling so bad. i duno y things would turn out like that suddenly. issit i changed? or issit she restrict too much? i duno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bdae is coming nxt week. i may be a boy of many words but i am definitely not a man with big dreams. there are 3 things i want in my life. 1st, i want my family to have long life and lead a healthy life. i lost 1 family member 3 mths and 26days ago. she was the most important person in my life. and i'm sorry to say i am a loser. i cant afford to lose any1 anymore. i am afraid of failure. Secondly, i wan shurong to be with me till the end of time. thirdly, i want freedom! may my wish come true....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-8077188824952022946?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/8077188824952022946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=8077188824952022946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8077188824952022946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8077188824952022946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4434532445783014817</id><published>2008-02-11T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T02:14:35.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back frm thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 108th day since my grandma passed away. she appeared in my dreams. the settings were so familiar that i know i couldnt b wrong. i saw her. its reali her. i asked if she's back. she said no, she cant come back. i asked if she could visit me once a week for 2 hours? she tot abt it and replied me ok. how i wish this was not a dream. i wanted her to stay for good. i missed her so much. this is the second time she appeared in my dreams the first was not very blurish but this time round, its very clear. i knew its her. everyday i would pray in front of her altar for her to guide me along in life like wat she always does. finally, she appeared in my dreams last nite. i am glad. at least i know she heard me and she answered me. coincidentally, when i woke up from this dream at abt 5+am, my parents were about to leave for malaysia. so i gathered my lazy bones and bid them farewell. when i gt back to bed and lie down, there was a sudden uneasy feeling. i felt lost like nv before. the 3 closest ppl in my life since i was born are not around with me. my parents will be outstationed, my grandma left without even bidding farewell. but i was lucky. i met shurong, she calmed me down early this morning. i felt so guilty to disturb her but she said it was ok. she's very understanding. she's like my life support machine that never fails to show up when i nd help. thank you shurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, there is a limit to my intelligence but for u, i will work hard. i wan to prove to u that u din waste ur time appearing in my dream. and wherever u are, there is owaz a place for u in my heart. do drop by and visit me anytime. i miss u, ah po.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4434532445783014817?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4434532445783014817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4434532445783014817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6lQW6j_4BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b1HloXVf7qA/s1600-h/Picture0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163746802364571666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6lQW6j_4BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b1HloXVf7qA/s400/Picture0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let this picture speak the thousand words! this pic is taken at my house using acer crystal eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-3795581903217804558?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/3795581903217804558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=3795581903217804558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3795581903217804558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3795581903217804558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-this-picture-speak-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6lQW6j_4BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b1HloXVf7qA/s72-c/Picture0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-7969015152222969512</id><published>2008-02-04T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:23:37.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6bK7Kj_4AI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j8pMO3zf2pc/s1600-h/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163037140623286274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6bK7Kj_4AI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j8pMO3zf2pc/s400/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The back view of me and shu rong. i like this pic alot. its taken at ps by the way. when i held her hand, i knew i would nv go wrong. cos its gotta be her!!! she's the 1. nth else to add. just 4 words. i love SHU RONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-7969015152222969512?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/7969015152222969512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=7969015152222969512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7969015152222969512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7969015152222969512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-her.html' title='i love her'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6bK7Kj_4AI/AAAAAAAAAEI/j8pMO3zf2pc/s72-c/IMG_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4595807403327130499</id><published>2008-01-30T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:03:47.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shu Rong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6B-M6j_3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/XmYQdpxE9e0/s1600-h/SR+n+YW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161263933310361586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6B-M6j_3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/XmYQdpxE9e0/s400/SR+n+YW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been with SHURONG most of the time this week. and i tink we gt to know each other better. At least, i am satisfied with the progress.  She's a simple girl who does not mind me being a boring guy. Since like duno when, i started to like her already. But there were certain factors that pulled me back from my confession. She's the most understanding girl who crossed my life. She helped my when i was down and she reali cared for me. thats y i am so madly in love with this girl. though i cant be with her every second, but i cherish every second with her. Shu rong is a very lovable person. So i tink my cousins and relatives will like her alot!!! and she is so "homely", she makes a perfect gf! My parents will like her alot. and if my grandma knows abt this, she will nod her head in agreement. so... YA. i am reali glad she poped by my life and say hi, she stepped into my life and i hope she continue to be with me forever. OK. i must admit that i love her smile. Cos her smile melts my heart. i am so addicted to both her and her smile. To people out there who think i will ill treat her, tink again. Cos its very unlikely cos i love her alot. and... i nd to apologise to people whom i have neglected for the past mths. and brothers out there, i will bring her to meet u guys 1 day... juz wait paitently. and oh ya! i would like to thank vanessa, joleena and berna for being so concerned even tho i hav yet to meet u ppl! Joleena, happy studying! berna, good luck in life! Vanessa, do well in life! and thanks for sharing this wonderful girl with me. For this case, i have to be selfish. besides these 3 gals, i wouldnt wan to share shu rong anymore. i'm sorry. L.O.V.E shurong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4595807403327130499?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4595807403327130499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4595807403327130499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4595807403327130499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4595807403327130499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/shu-rong.html' title='Shu Rong'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R6B-M6j_3_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/XmYQdpxE9e0/s72-c/SR+n+YW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1055042575211597285</id><published>2008-01-29T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:35:48.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Plant</title><content type='html'>i was sitting in front of eugene at north canteen this morning. as the  guys and girls were eating, i stoned. cos i was not feeling hungry so i din eat. SUDDENLY, out of no where, eugene gave a weak smile followed by a loud laughter. i knew it was a laughter of joy, a laughter for love. i knew he had a craving for love! ( u horny EUGENE!)  then i looked at the direction he was luffing to. and true enuff, the 1 opposite was jasmine... i felt sudden static electricity following thru me. i was like a light bulb. i moved aside and put my laptop in btw them. it charged by it self. WAT A LOVE POWER PLANT! over at jasmine's side, she showed an awkward smile. haha. she was shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us understand everything.... the best is left unwritten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1055042575211597285?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1055042575211597285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1055042575211597285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1055042575211597285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1055042575211597285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/power-plant.html' title='The Power Plant'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1540328445646965797</id><published>2008-01-29T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:05:54.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. today is random.&lt;br /&gt;Lim bao yang. WOO baby. i know this ass since like sec 2? then, he was still an ass. and he is still an ass now. he dun reply my tags. but his still a nice ass. he is mature but not as mature as me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin is a boy at the age of 19 soon... so he is the best guy i have ever met !!! if i am a gay , i will marry him .  he has a nice ass too. Very F-able.  i know him like less than a year ago which i m so glad that he failed his JC . --&gt; by kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;Joey. he is very wat la. but then he very observant and although i dun like him. but he is overall a nice gay. so nice that he owaz notice ppl's nick. and... ok lar guy. he GG. but then good fren la.&lt;br /&gt;Eugenia. is a gay(happy) guy. he duno leh. dam fussy 1 la. like girl like tat. but then he nice fren lor. tok alot to him. then he share problems with me. ok. GTG bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1540328445646965797?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1540328445646965797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1540328445646965797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1540328445646965797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1540328445646965797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-7184519807835024549</id><published>2008-01-29T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:37:36.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9Kj_37I/AAAAAAAAADg/SwbCBZ3k0J0/s1600-h/adidas+nova+cushion+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9aj_38I/AAAAAAAAADo/fOhgVLuwF-o/s1600-h/adidas+nova+cushion+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161076750045667266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9aj_38I/AAAAAAAAADo/fOhgVLuwF-o/s320/adidas+nova+cushion+red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9qj_39I/AAAAAAAAADw/mbx-MXbiJSQ/s1600-h/nike+tiempo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161076754340634578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9qj_39I/AAAAAAAAADw/mbx-MXbiJSQ/s320/nike+tiempo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9qj_3-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/nFA7xN2-hsw/s1600-h/nike+ronny+jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161076754340634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9qj_3-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/nFA7xN2-hsw/s320/nike+ronny+jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lar GUYs, kelvin lim's bdae (10feb) is round the corner. The above mentioned items are frm his wishlist. So, we are looking for donors to contribute to his Kelvin Lim Charity Fund. Please step forward to show ur support. thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-7184519807835024549?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/7184519807835024549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=7184519807835024549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7184519807835024549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7184519807835024549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok-lar-guys-kelvin-lims-bdae-10feb-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R5_T9aj_38I/AAAAAAAAADo/fOhgVLuwF-o/s72-c/adidas+nova+cushion+red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-5489094171519296174</id><published>2008-01-28T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T04:42:54.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was not as bad as i imagined. in fact, today was a great day! it felt so good to have everything that has been with me offloaded. it felt so good knowing that the 2 of us made progress. we had a heart to heart tok and its juz between the 2 of us. i cant deny i love her. she has a great smile. a smile that i wouldnt wan to miss. SMILE MORE (^_^)! 28 janurary 2008 is definitely a day to remember! i would like to thank every1 who made this wonderful thing possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting U is 1 thing that i know i would never regret in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-5489094171519296174?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/5489094171519296174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=5489094171519296174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/5489094171519296174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/5489094171519296174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-not-as-bad-as-i-imagined.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1823605661549026443</id><published>2008-01-27T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T07:16:29.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now i know wat courage is all about. i nd the 1 moment of brilliance. i nd it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1823605661549026443?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1823605661549026443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1823605661549026443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1823605661549026443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1823605661549026443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/now-i-know-wat-courage-is-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-3122223098455041908</id><published>2008-01-26T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:02:30.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meanie criteria</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; be a SAF pilot!(most important)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; have a good character&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; have the looks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; give her a sense of security!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; love her family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; be generous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; agree to have only 2 kids regardless of gender&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; accompany her to shop at least once per week (must pay for her)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; let her eat ice-cream &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; be thoughtful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; not have affair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; be of the same race&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; be humorous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; buy her flowers (sunflower)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; have a good temper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; be able to give in to her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; not smoke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; RICH!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; make her love you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; not be anyone from HS0703. (p.s. i think this is so super funny but oh wells, its still one of the criteria. haha.)i am suppose to put her photo here. but i think i better let her send me the photo she wants to put, in case she throws me away. haha. so anyone want to date her, please tell me. haha thanks. but i doubt so right? with so many criteria. hahaha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE ABOVE MENTIONED ARE CRITERIA TO FULFILL IF U WAN TO DATE MY FREN CALLED JASMINE. A BRIEF REPORT WILL BE THAT SHE IS CHEERFUL 18 YEAR OLD LOOKING FOR A SPECIAL COMPANION. SHE COOK AND CLEAN AND PROMISE TO BE BACK BY 7 EVERYDAY. WAN TO KNOW MORE? CONTACT ME. I CAN ARRANGE FOR ANYTHING TO HAPPEN. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-3122223098455041908?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/3122223098455041908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=3122223098455041908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3122223098455041908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3122223098455041908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/meanie-criteria.html' title='meanie criteria'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-6857112803128265654</id><published>2008-01-26T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T04:13:58.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>i've been thinking abt it for very long... i guess... its time... i shldnt drag it cos it doesnt feel good... i hope everything turns out positively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-6857112803128265654?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-963330835726491396</id><published>2008-01-25T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T04:29:05.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100!</title><content type='html'>A guessing game..... its tiring. sumtimes i wonder if the message reali gets across... i just hope it does. if u reali get it, drop some signs. i reali nd it. whether its a yes or a no, please brighten my path. take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-963330835726491396?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/963330835726491396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=963330835726491396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/963330835726491396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/963330835726491396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/100.html' title='100!'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-6141576467371439546</id><published>2008-01-23T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:23:45.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Going GONE</title><content type='html'>Just when i tot its gonna be a start, that statment u made thrashed my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-6141576467371439546?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/6141576467371439546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=6141576467371439546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/6141576467371439546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/6141576467371439546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-going-gone.html' title='Going Going GONE'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-3723722505940497442</id><published>2008-01-23T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T05:00:45.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a test of stamina? A measurement of endurance?</title><content type='html'>Love is a test of stamina? A measurement of endurance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was out with my poly classmates today... we had lunch at swensens. the food was normal. after the meal, we went out to shop around as a group. at firs, i was quite enthu abt the shopping event but soon, i found out tat i could not last. then my frens asked me a qn that made me think for quite awhile. "what if nxt time ur gf oso like this? shop in every shop?" my response without much thought was to shave at 21 to become a monk. i gave it a tot. a serious 1. i know its quite impossible to find a gf that doesnt shop becos i myself do shop as well. so i hope that my future gf would either blend me into her shopping tours or dun mind me waiting for her at a nearby bench. i tink i might change my tinking if i reali get 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the long, i felt that only love after NS would be a stable 1... but eugene brought out a point to me tat i felt was very logical. After NS? After 2 years of life like gays in army? its quite hard to get a gf after NS becos we might not be able to meet girls of our likings. unless we are very very lucky. if any girl is to cross my path soon,pls bear with me thru NS and stay close by me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-3723722505940497442?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/3723722505940497442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=3723722505940497442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3723722505940497442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3723722505940497442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-is-test-of-stamina-measurement-of.html' title='Love is a test of stamina? A measurement of endurance?'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-3992005631838412944</id><published>2008-01-22T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T08:13:53.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installation 08</title><content type='html'>today is NYP ateam installation. i gt my name tag and name cards. took a lot of photos today... its dam nice to have an installation event cos it makes every1 reflect alot. and today! JASMINE AND SHURONG dress dam nice. they stole my limelight! but nvm i will get it back 1 day. haha. ok lar guys. i went to see the doc regarding my jaw and i am refered to SGH. haix. dam sian. go there nd to poke needle again. pls bring my pain away... the doc gave me pain killers today... it took my pain away without making me slpy but it made me dam hungry!!!! i am like a hungry ghost today! ate so much duno how much of exercise to shed off the fats. ok. A random NOTE: i hate white chickren rice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-3992005631838412944?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/3992005631838412944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=3992005631838412944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3992005631838412944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3992005631838412944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/installation-08.html' title='Installation 08'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-5953716290831906766</id><published>2008-01-21T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T07:23:34.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay Wedding</title><content type='html'>i attended my first malay wedding in my life!!! although its a void deck wedding, i tink it dam cool. the food are dam nice. especially the mutton. for ur info i am not a mutton lover but i tink the mutton is dam nice ok?! there were live deejays and karaoke sessions. a small boy onli 10 years old sang with so much passion and agression !!! if onli i have half his courage, i will be the 2nd bravest man on earth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-5953716290831906766?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/5953716290831906766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=5953716290831906766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/5953716290831906766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/5953716290831906766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/malay-wedding.html' title='Malay Wedding'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4981300507609972539</id><published>2008-01-18T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T06:33:37.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggi Noodle</title><content type='html'>Today i had cup noodles as my onli meal. duno y, i juz dun feel hungry at all. perhaps, the cup noodles was enuff to put me off. as i was eating, i remembered wat my 7yr old cousin told me abt a month ago. Ah po cook the noodles is hao chi dao siao. i lost my appetite. indeed, my grandma cooks heavenly noodles even though they are just simple maggi noodles. i miss everything of my grandma. i reali miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, if u hear me, pls direct me the way in life. my life has lost its meaning since the day u left......... can u show me the light to guide me through... dun worry. i promise to mature up and not act like a fool like i always do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4981300507609972539?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4981300507609972539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4981300507609972539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4981300507609972539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4981300507609972539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/maggi-noodle.html' title='Maggi Noodle'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1932494057290829619</id><published>2008-01-17T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:00:55.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti Vulgarities Movement 2008</title><content type='html'>Vulgarities are not good for health. It sounds like i'm against nature but i tink its something that would benefit me in the long run... for 17 years of my life, i heard of many kinds of vulgarities ranging from languages to dialects. some may sound cool while others may sound crude. A change in the world starts from a change in me. its time.... to clean the sh*t out of my mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1932494057290829619?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1932494057290829619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1932494057290829619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1932494057290829619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1932494057290829619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/anti-vulgarities-movement-2008.html' title='Anti Vulgarities Movement 2008'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-3314446315848540578</id><published>2008-01-14T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T06:32:12.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-3314446315848540578?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/3314446315848540578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=3314446315848540578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3314446315848540578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/3314446315848540578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-1074936968388404088</id><published>2007-12-31T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T07:26:00.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Reflection sheet</title><content type='html'>1. My firs job completion as NTUC Fairprice Retail assistant on fed 15. Retrenched, retired, resigned. this job sux. if not for the dai gor dai, we would have left long ago.&lt;br /&gt;2. Got into Nyp and made great frens. even though i duno what i am doing there, the  frens i made there was more than what i could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;3. My elderest sis turned 21 this year. held her bday at a chalet and i was freaking busy. dun ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;4. i Lost 9 kg this year. its a great achievement!&lt;br /&gt;5. i gt a G.P.A of 3.0. Not very good but what else can i expect?&lt;br /&gt;6. i started playing tennis.&lt;br /&gt;7. My grandma passed away... Its sad, but i guess i have to move on. i still miss u, grandma. i wont 4gt you. do drop by and give me a smile if u dun feel like toking, pop into my dream if u dun like to knock on the door. wherever u are, whatever u are doing, pls let me know.&lt;br /&gt;8. Spent Xmas eve at sentosa. Nv gonna stay out over nite again unless we have lots of activities to do.&lt;br /&gt;9. my new BLOG. morethanjustfats.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;10. spent the last hour of year 2007 reflecting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. let me define my blog. All of u may think that morethanjustfats.blogspot.com is actually created to suit my lifestyle of going to gym. Seriously, this blog name took me quite some time to come up with. Fatty food is what my grandma likes most. the 3 layers of fats from roasted pork was my grandma's favourite. to her, it was more than just fats. it was a cuisine, a delicacy, a heavenly dish. My sisters and i tried hard to stop her from all these fatty food but nothing seem to stop her. Now that grandma is gone, i hope she would be happy wherever she is. my sis, despite her mature age, came up today and told me sumthin childish. She said : " Yao Wei, do you think grandma left so suddenly because her time was up to turn immortal?" i rudely shut her up. i know its nonsense but i hope that what she says is true. My grandma is a strong believer of buddhism and a great fan of Sun WuKong. this is the only show that she comment as though she is one of the actors inside. She is funny. Yes she is. She got her sense of humour from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Most meaningful thing i have done this year is to send my grandma away on her last journey.&lt;br /&gt;The Saddest thing in my life is my grandma's death. needless to say, it affects me alot.&lt;br /&gt;The cheekiest thing i did this year was to KS my frens in games and deny kelvin lim when he was teleporting.&lt;br /&gt;Regret  of 2007 = Not fulfilling my promise to grandma to find a girlfren i can bring to her on CNY 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           Grandma, Die well, Rest well. -27/10/2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-1074936968388404088?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/1074936968388404088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=1074936968388404088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1074936968388404088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/1074936968388404088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-reflection-sheet.html' title='2007 Reflection sheet'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-4853718976090627781</id><published>2007-12-27T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:09:12.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2mths past....</title><content type='html'>Grandma passed away 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mths&lt;/span&gt; ago... things are getting better now but i am still not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reali&lt;/span&gt; used to life without her. no1 cooks better than her. i regret not appreciating them while i could... the eggs she cooked no1 could match. I nd sum1 who can cook nice eggs like her and maggi noodles oso. i realised sumthin... for the res of my life, i will be living without my grandma's love. i used to joke with her that if i get a girlfren, she'll be the firs to know. Now, i am quite sceptical about it because i wont know if she reali knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma left me with emptiness within me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-4853718976090627781?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/4853718976090627781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=4853718976090627781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4853718976090627781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/4853718976090627781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2007/12/2mths-past.html' title='2mths past....'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-8766693654545439620</id><published>2007-12-26T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:45:41.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IhZlCnd1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/KhkIhcT5krs/s1600-h/Picture0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148214047361431378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IhZlCnd1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/KhkIhcT5krs/s320/Picture0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IfFVCndpI/AAAAAAAAABw/t_gMP0JOKIk/s1600-h/Picture0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A fact! There is no Christmas Countdown at Sentosa! Sentosa only holds new year countdowns. so dun be mountain mushroom like me and my grp of frens. at 10+pm on 24dec nite, we took the monorail into sentosa and alighted at siloso beach. we strolled down the stretch of footpath in search of a countdown party but we ended up playing on the sand and took some photographs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgC1CndvI/AAAAAAAAACg/sJ43jZCmL4A/s1600-h/PICT0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148212557007779570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgC1CndvI/AAAAAAAAACg/sJ43jZCmL4A/s320/PICT0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgCVCnduI/AAAAAAAAACY/9FueksKr3aM/s1600-h/PICT0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148212548417844962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgCVCnduI/AAAAAAAAACY/9FueksKr3aM/s320/PICT0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgDVCndwI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ar3z9FVAH-k/s1600-h/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148212565597714178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgDVCndwI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ar3z9FVAH-k/s320/PICT0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgD1CndxI/AAAAAAAAACw/6Fgr2j3tnAo/s1600-h/PICT0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148212574187648786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgD1CndxI/AAAAAAAAACw/6Fgr2j3tnAo/s320/PICT0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IgEFCndyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/e0EuZhJkdss/s1600-h/PICT0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3Ig-lCndzI/AAAAAAAAADA/YeiiRAkG_Ow/s1600-h/PICT0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148213583504963378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3Ig-lCndzI/AAAAAAAAADA/YeiiRAkG_Ow/s320/PICT0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148215421750966114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IiplCnd2I/AAAAAAAAADY/2BjdLHHxqjc/s320/PICT0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IfGFCndrI/AAAAAAAAACA/k26c9dyfiC0/s1600-h/PICT0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148211513330726578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IfGFCndrI/AAAAAAAAACA/k26c9dyfiC0/s320/PICT0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IfGVCndsI/AAAAAAAAACI/RhVjXrWshlQ/s1600-h/PICT0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148211517625693890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IfGVCndsI/AAAAAAAAACI/RhVjXrWshlQ/s320/PICT0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148214043066464066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IhZVCnd0I/AAAAAAAAADI/rzI2zunwWKk/s320/PICT0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lesson Learnt: If condoms dont give 100% assurance, please do not be 100% sure. Precautions are to be taken so as to prevent failure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-8766693654545439620?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/8766693654545439620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=8766693654545439620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8766693654545439620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/8766693654545439620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-countdown.html' title='Christmas Countdown?'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R3IhZlCnd1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/KhkIhcT5krs/s72-c/Picture0312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-7629342595209649040</id><published>2007-12-24T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:30:26.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is an Excuse!</title><content type='html'>Its Christmas tml but i dont celebrate. so i dun reali care. i just know it'll be an holiday tml and i'm gonna be out at nite. to be honest, i duno wat christmas is for. all i know is that i get to eat log cakes and receive presents on the 25 of dec every year. i din know and din bother to find out more. Sum1 please tell me about christmas and how did santa and turkey even got into the christmas picture. Enlighten me please! No1 wants to do project on Christmas day. Why? Cos its Christmas. OK, wat the hell. EXcuses!!! just lazy rite? anyway, i oso lazy la so doesnt matter. Out @ Nite.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it'll be an interesting nite tonite cos i duno where will i be free to stay out all nite long when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa bless u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-7629342595209649040?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/7629342595209649040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=7629342595209649040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7629342595209649040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/7629342595209649040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-excuse.html' title='Christmas is an Excuse!'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233388514200205563.post-202397188202620070</id><published>2007-12-23T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T06:12:10.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25mclCndeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Z1EDEyVB7fM/s1600-h/grandma+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147164065296512482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25mclCndeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Z1EDEyVB7fM/s320/grandma+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my first blogpost and i am gonna blog abt my grandmother. She died on 27 oct 2007. At abt 11.32am, i received an sms frm my sis telling me that my grandmother was not able to make it alr. and at 11.48am, an sms came in again. this time, my grandma passed away. i was helping out at my uncle's stall at that point of time and my heart sank hell deep. i couldnt react i cant even cry. i left for home after a haircut. it was a cut that ah po(grandma in my dialect) pestered me for months. At the barber, i reflected how unfillial i was since i acknowledged my grandmother 17years and 10mths ago. I was a bully, a big bully. Despite all my misdeeds, ah po shown my with all her love, care, concern and everything no1 else on earth would do for me. After the hair cut, i hid in my room alone and cried my heart out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At evening time, my family tree gathered its branches at my grandfather's house. We discussed about ah po's afterlife preparations. i tried to be strong. i held back my tears. we went out for dinner and every1 seemed fine. i knew i was affected but i just dun wan to add on the every1's burden. that night, when ah po's funeral photo arrived, i made sure i was the 1 who received it. i held it tight. that night, i washed my face in tears. why? why did this happen so suddenly? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah Po was my living superwoman and no1 could replace her. She was more than just a grandma. she was my idol, my fren. Being the eldest grandson, i was considered as her youngest son and true enough, she shown warmth of morning sunshine and patience of a nurse thoughout my childhood. Ah po, although i will not get to see you again, u will always be in my hearts for now and for ever.  i want you as my grandma for all my next lives. I MISS YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life after your death was unbearable. i missed your cooking. i missed teasing you, i missed seeing u smile i missed your loved for me i missed your advices i missed those times i spent with you. i missed everyting you told me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the hospital, when i was alone with ah po, i promised her if i were to get a girlfren, i would get a fillial girlfriend. sum1 who wouldnt quarrel with my parents, sum1 who would take care of my family. i also promised her that i would not get the ear piercing that i longed for. Ah po, for you, i will stay strong and move on. i know you will be here with me, in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was dong zhi, i did not eat any tang yuan cos i was not supposed to. i missed those time i made tang yuan with you. it felt weird, it felt bad. A piece of advice to every1 out there. Cherish the people around you while you can. Death strikes without warning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah po, good bye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4233388514200205563-202397188202620070?l=morethanjustfats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/feeds/202397188202620070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4233388514200205563&amp;postID=202397188202620070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/202397188202620070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4233388514200205563/posts/default/202397188202620070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanjustfats.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-grandmother.html' title='My Grandmother'/><author><name>Ya0wEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06616322079392963241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25xiVCndgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/HRHfkhwpyMQ/S220/Picture0303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2J3jvOgKuN4/R25mclCndeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Z1EDEyVB7fM/s72-c/grandma+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
