<?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-31572407</id><updated>2011-07-29T09:37:53.977+08:00</updated><category term='05/05/08'/><category term='Our 1 and a half years.'/><category term='Drifted away'/><title type='text'>Just This Love, 051106</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-3578173405560419014</id><published>2009-08-03T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:24:12.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the very first time, I pondered about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of what life offers me in 3 years time. In the blink of an eye, 3 years is going to pass soon. I thought of my future job, I thought of marriages, I thought of simply the word, 'Future'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When anyone asked me, what do you want to be in future. I would say, I haven't think about it.. Yet deep inside, i thought, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt family support when i went to my grandma place today. I saw for myself how united can one big family be, and how nice is it to have a family gathering. Although it may be once in a million years, but i really feel it was worth it spending my time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being so random here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-3578173405560419014?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3578173405560419014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=3578173405560419014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3578173405560419014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3578173405560419014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-very-first-time-i-pondered-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-3206814050487921448</id><published>2009-07-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:10:52.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The working environment is seriously kut lat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-3206814050487921448?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3206814050487921448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=3206814050487921448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3206814050487921448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3206814050487921448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-environment-is-seriously-kut.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1562195731192993823</id><published>2009-07-01T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:23:03.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a slacker</title><content type='html'>Huat zai! Tomorrow JAPANESE TEST. OMGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there is a test tomorrow, i would always tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inside me&lt;br /&gt;- AH boy ar, must study ar&lt;br /&gt;- AH boy ar, cannot play computer ar&lt;br /&gt;- AH boy ar, must get good results ar&lt;br /&gt;It carrys on and on and on and on ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be studying, but only for 15-30 mins where I flip open my textbook, and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inside me&lt;br /&gt;- Wa knn, so difficult, study also fail, haiya go play awhile then say la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISH! Study session ended. Next morning start to kan jiong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inside me&lt;br /&gt;- Wa na bei, siao liao la, ji pai hong kan.. Really must pia to memorise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I always approach my quizzes. HOW SIA? Like that cannot work !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1562195731192993823?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1562195731192993823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1562195731192993823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1562195731192993823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1562195731192993823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/07/confession-of-slacker.html' title='Confession of a slacker'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-91145888431036494</id><published>2009-06-29T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:39:35.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Action</title><content type='html'>I'm back. O my, I'm just too tired to do blogging. Im busy finding a blogskin when i bumped into this. Credits to the desginer who desgined this. This blog template is simply wonderful. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows, I started to have illusions of the future. My future job, my future wife, my future family, my future home. Wow, it just goes on and on. It just bothers me when I think of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, I envy "AH XIA KIA", or "AH XIA KIA" with appearances. Their past life deeds must have been so great that they are born with this status clinging on to them. Ya, I work for what I want, but the amount of jealousy still fills a place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one thing I can be proud of myself, is that I have a wonderful family , wonderful friends and of course A wonderful girlfriend ( although she beats me up sometimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just fun being with her seriously. I don't know how bore life would be without her. I liiiiub you, ah bao kia. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-91145888431036494?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/91145888431036494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=91145888431036494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/91145888431036494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/91145888431036494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-in-action.html' title='Back In Action'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5927261418941929491</id><published>2009-05-21T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:36:14.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been too nonchalant in handling my stuffs. I really had. I thought of myself first before others. I dissapointed someone real badly, I can feel the piercing in her heart. She had always been the one, always there for me when I needed help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can still made her so dissapointed. Being at such an age, I can still do these things wrongly, I can still not think of any consequences before I do anything. Everytime things happen, then I would start to think back. I would start to think where gone wrong, what gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to change but action speaks louder than words. Nothing I say will retrieve the dissapointment you had in your heart, I broke that precious little heart once again. I'm truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be not good in handling my emotions, I blame myself for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, You're my one and only. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5927261418941929491?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5927261418941929491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5927261418941929491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5927261418941929491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5927261418941929491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-been-too-nonchalant-in-handling.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7255747462890608447</id><published>2009-05-18T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:53:19.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Has been long time since I blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long chat today, with darling, jasmine and shenny. Is it one of the darkest secrets sessions? I found out today, having a partner that you really understand and love, its one of the most impossible thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I know that, to have darling. I cherish every single moment, to find out that some people doesn't do the same. I thought for a moment on this phrase, "Dominant in a relationship".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, should it be one party dominating the relationship? Or should it be both parties giving in to one another ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, relationships between couples should be open, so as to confinde anything happy or unhappy to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, everything is blank, I'm a lucky man and I'm sure I can say that =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7255747462890608447?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7255747462890608447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7255747462890608447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7255747462890608447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7255747462890608447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/05/has-been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-9053709708137985635</id><published>2009-04-18T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T03:20:05.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found out, and had a better understanding of myself... How dreadful is it on the first day i went to fuchun secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 days of teaching, i felt that i have impart knowledge to people i didn't know. Yes they were a bunch of monkeys the first day i stepped into the class, but somehow after, i felt that i stepped back into my secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutual respect is all that we needed back then. If i was as eager to learn back then, i would have gained more in that period of my life. I regretted... Why haven't i put in much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope they will continue to have the spirit of learning... I missed the secondary school life, although nonsensical, i can still say its the best part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the period also how i met my wonderful girlfriend. I love you eileen goh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-9053709708137985635?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9053709708137985635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=9053709708137985635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9053709708137985635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9053709708137985635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-found-out-and-had-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2922005781883779421</id><published>2009-04-10T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:22:28.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGS, Im lost for worrrrrds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2922005781883779421?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2922005781883779421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2922005781883779421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2922005781883779421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2922005781883779421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/04/omgs-im-lost-for-worrrrrds.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2387892743804266254</id><published>2009-04-06T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:23:58.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some things, kept in my heart today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty towards you, I'm really very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I should have been there earlier, should have kicked the habit of being late.&lt;br /&gt;2) I shouldn't have been so full of myself, asuming I know everything, when actually I knew nothing.&lt;br /&gt;3) I should have been more understanding against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I should have done all those mentioned. I won't want to do it again... I could have been a better person. But why, why hasn't I been changing my mindset, yet to hurt you once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have done all those...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2387892743804266254?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2387892743804266254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2387892743804266254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2387892743804266254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2387892743804266254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-things-kept-in-my-heart-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7275507221501592596</id><published>2009-03-24T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:15:08.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNzgyODUwNTM4MCZwdD*xMjM3ODI4NTMxNTkxJnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*yJnQ9Jm89Y2YxNWU5NmJhN2RjNGE5Y2JlYjFkYzFmMTQ2MWZhNWQ=.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/P/storage/site1/files/58/51/32/585132_292305973c7c94tang1m05.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/genealogy"  &gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrities"  &gt;Celebrity&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage"  &gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7275507221501592596?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7275507221501592596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7275507221501592596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7275507221501592596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7275507221501592596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4026675960474919953</id><published>2009-02-26T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:33:22.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something happened miraclly today. I'm actually blogging! O my! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw a rainbow today after the pouring rain in the late afternoon. You all must be thinking, who never ever see a rainbow before? Sad to sasy, its my first time looking at a rainbow FADING away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That event makes me stand and ponder for a moment, I kept thinking, beautiful things always comes to an end. How nice would it be if the clouds didnt cover the colorful rainbow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming to an end tomorrow, start of the holidays! I NEED A BLOODY JOB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4026675960474919953?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4026675960474919953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4026675960474919953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4026675960474919953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4026675960474919953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-happened-miraclly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5388305297413875419</id><published>2009-02-09T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:20:40.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total shagness</title><content type='html'>I do not know how to describe my feelings right now, I can only say... Due to neglection, I've become the "free riders" in a project. O my, my heart, is feeling real down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i explain myself in this situation? I understand every single thing is not an excuse, but i do not want to be like that myself =(. Im stressed, I stressed till my eyes are watery. But who understand it so much like I do myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dependant on darling. Whenever Im feeling so stress, talking to her would be so much better. Her voice, her laughter, her understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, I do not know how life would be, if i haven't meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, all the best for your driving test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5388305297413875419?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5388305297413875419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5388305297413875419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5388305297413875419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5388305297413875419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/total-shagness.html' title='Total shagness'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5844591777070467997</id><published>2009-02-07T03:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:06:43.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed the 10 million draw =), not even two numbers on the same row horizontally! =( The semester is coming to an end, I'll blog more after that =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5844591777070467997?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5844591777070467997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5844591777070467997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5844591777070467997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5844591777070467997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-missed-10-million-draw-not-even-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2647698565065554130</id><published>2009-02-01T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:40:03.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought that it would be time to start blogging. Wow, the chinese new year was a bore. My angpaos are following the economic downturn this year, and after two days of gong xi here gong xi there, i just managed to fetch a small sum of money compared to the past years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why i gone missing for almost the whole month? I been looking at my blog every single time i open my mozilla browser, but there is really nothing that intersts me so much in life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is turning, my hands and legs are tired, to carry on with this stressful life. How i wish i could just close my eyes, hug my baoyu, and fall asleep for the rest of my years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2647698565065554130?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2647698565065554130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2647698565065554130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2647698565065554130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2647698565065554130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-thought-that-it-would-be-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5095290757050737561</id><published>2008-12-28T21:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:20:06.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;Haven't been blogging about my 3rd Christmas with eileengoh. It was simply wonderful, no words can describe that feeling of joy. The stupid rain made us meet later than usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How disappointing to rain on Christmas eve. Anyway, we bravely fought the rain and headed to vivo city! The sky park was so packed at that time that we reached, and the atmosphere in vivo city is almost like the spectators at the kallang stadium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG CHRISTMAS TREE we sighted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeBikzBcII/AAAAAAAAASE/o1yORy2lUjg/s1600-h/DSCN0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeBikzBcII/AAAAAAAAASE/o1yORy2lUjg/s200/DSCN0726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835118735782018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa! WE are coming! Off to the station to buy our 'EZ link' card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeCVg8D6UI/AAAAAAAAASM/KyZd5WkgZdY/s1600-h/DSCN0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeCVg8D6UI/AAAAAAAAASM/KyZd5WkgZdY/s200/DSCN0750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835993873279298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woosh! Sentosaing. Cam whoring at sentosa, but if im going to post all the pics, it would take me million of years! Sentosa is so peaceful, nice scenery, nice ambiance, no sign of stress! COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to VIVO sky park by 12, we actually sat on the Cinderella carriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeDO7BHeGI/AAAAAAAAASU/kKPkctcnE4I/s1600-h/DSCN0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeDO7BHeGI/AAAAAAAAASU/kKPkctcnE4I/s200/DSCN0853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836980126349410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeDjpvey6I/AAAAAAAAASc/aCdKulpDP8E/s1600-h/DSCN0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeDjpvey6I/AAAAAAAAASc/aCdKulpDP8E/s200/DSCN0854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284837336266230690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent you envious?? Off we go, to our lovely land ! With rudolf the red nose reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although vivo made us disappointed by switching off the lights for the Christmas tree and the carriage before 12, I would thank Santa, for giving me the present I desire for the third year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, eileengoh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5095290757050737561?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5095290757050737561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5095290757050737561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5095290757050737561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5095290757050737561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/12/havent-been-blogging-about-my-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SVeBikzBcII/AAAAAAAAASE/o1yORy2lUjg/s72-c/DSCN0726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-432024918634563779</id><published>2008-12-22T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:28:07.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drifted away'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so drifted apart from what I consider cliques. Anyway, don't really wish to be talking about it, maybe I'm over thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-432024918634563779?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/432024918634563779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=432024918634563779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/432024918634563779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/432024918634563779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-so-drifted-apart-from-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8405090556510779653</id><published>2008-12-18T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:42:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I yearn to be rich somehow. I want to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8405090556510779653?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8405090556510779653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8405090556510779653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8405090556510779653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8405090556510779653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-yearn-to-be-rich-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4075282490844077057</id><published>2008-12-10T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:41:07.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm down with serious flu. I remember once I saw at the polyclinic the symptoms of normal flu and another flu which affect the lungs. I didn't know what got over me, suddenly I wish to blog out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a great time with darling on Wednesdays. Nothing can really replace her smiles she always have on Wednesdays. Yeas, and today we went for lunch at subway. She simply loves subway so much. Every bite of the sandwich, you can see her cute little happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things didn't turned out fine later, Thanks so much Darling that you offered to watch quarantine with me. The movie, was gross, I wanted to puke so much inside the cinema. So sorry, I recommended such a noob movie today. The camera was so shaky that I wanted to puke even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever asked to give review of the movie itself, I would not give any good rating. The idea was creative as in to shoot in the perspective of a camera lenses. Somehow, the ending made everyone in the cinema so unhappy. One even threw pop corn towards the screen. GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, you can try watching if you like to see nothing out of a movie. I would not ever ever watch any horror movies like this again with Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, term test is drawing to an end. Hope my sickness would recover soon =)). Darling's shagness too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;EileenGoh, Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, loving you was what i had no control over. I remember the day forever 051106 =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4075282490844077057?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4075282490844077057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4075282490844077057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4075282490844077057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4075282490844077057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-down-with-serious-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8794979758515856629</id><published>2008-12-03T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:56:11.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Madagascar rocks, Although it gets a little boring in some scences, I love the way they present their emoticons. Laughable, Cryable, Smilable, I can only say Darling was laughing all the way in the movie. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Worst thing of all, I came accross a joke today, in some video sites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kh_SAHVEFvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kh_SAHVEFvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone tell me the language of the song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its was actually named "JAPANESE LANGUAGE SONG" in the website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wo shi Ivan, &lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8794979758515856629?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8794979758515856629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8794979758515856629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8794979758515856629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8794979758515856629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/12/madagascar-rocks-although-it-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4998647023839833894</id><published>2008-11-26T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:33:13.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You know, I think that I should add my colors to my blog to make it look more presentable. Just by looking at the blog myself, I'm not able to differentiate which post is which.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 49TH BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know, You brought wonders into my life. Ever since the day I was born, you never gave up on me no matter how many mistakes I made. Years passed by, In the blink of an eye, Im 19! AND you're 49!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thank you SOOOO much mummy, for not always tolerating with me, the things I do. IM truly sorry for what I frequently DID to hurt you so much. I would be better. You are always the one who taught me the best things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Although I dislike your nagging, I somehow come to appreciate what values you deploy in your naggings every single day. MUMMY, You're the best, Without you being in this world 49 years ago, I wouldn't be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The best birthday gift I can ever give, is to become a better person in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4998647023839833894?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4998647023839833894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4998647023839833894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4998647023839833894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4998647023839833894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-i-think-that-i-should-add-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-112145990592069636</id><published>2008-11-25T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:22:08.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so stress all out a sudden this semester. I tend to plan out my schedule on the calender in my lappy, taking note of all the events. Totally different from the last semester, the stress level too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how long can I take it, but what I know, its that I want to have a great great performance this semester. How is this going to carry on, term test is coming!! I'm just so afraid . Whats HAPPENING?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-112145990592069636?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/112145990592069636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=112145990592069636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/112145990592069636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/112145990592069636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-feeling-so-stress-all-out-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5006843523207394510</id><published>2008-11-24T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:43:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a random post again. Have been so busy with stuffs that I almost forget that my blog exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anyone actually understand, having a blog is simple, to maintain a blog is far difficult. Maybe you can use the word 'lazy' but somehow or rather, I didn't know what to blog about everyday. Life is just so wonderful these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is forever as wonderful =).  BUT I'm forever as hungs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5006843523207394510?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5006843523207394510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5006843523207394510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5006843523207394510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5006843523207394510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/heres-random-post-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2068938830054148857</id><published>2008-11-18T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:05:44.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that I have so much to do. I feel that my head is so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder why can't I be like the stars blinking in the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could be a pet in pet society. Anyway, Its the trend have you tried it at FACEBOOK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to de stress, before I really go mad. Somehow, this is a random post LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2068938830054148857?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2068938830054148857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2068938830054148857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2068938830054148857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2068938830054148857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-that-i-have-so-much-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1774991650752085558</id><published>2008-11-12T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:27:26.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is totally fragile, cherish it, cherish the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah dee, all the sweet little things you do, all the smiles and laughter that you gave, all the precious moments we spent together, all the names you named me (there is still more coming i think), everything of you, from head to toe, made me fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your chattyboy, will love you always my AH dee. Looking for more years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051106 ------ Eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1774991650752085558?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1774991650752085558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1774991650752085558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1774991650752085558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1774991650752085558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-totally-fragile-cherish-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2692759237420400460</id><published>2008-11-08T02:30:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:13:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>051108, Such a wonderful date to remember. Haven't got the time to update about that day. I got the greatest gift from darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSKgPDgVTI/AAAAAAAAANU/UtzMytGngHk/s1600-h/SDC10537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSKgPDgVTI/AAAAAAAAANU/UtzMytGngHk/s200/SDC10537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265986150704633138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Firstly, I got a shoe box wrapped up so nicely with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ileen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ivan&lt;/span&gt; pasted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMGS&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you so much my precious =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSLAKucQcI/AAAAAAAAANc/YLQEL0LrBko/s1600-h/SDC10540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSLAKucQcI/AAAAAAAAANc/YLQEL0LrBko/s200/SDC10540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265986699298357698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I opened it up, to my surprise, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; shirt I tried at the shop! And below it is a pair of white cool loafers. I knew that darling wanted to make it so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I received all those sweet pressies at 12am on 051108. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sweeeeet&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, had lessons on Wednesday, Darling had her practical lessons, came back around 3plus and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ZOOOM&lt;/span&gt;. Cabbed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt; city mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with a camera on hand, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMGS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CAMWHORING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSMObtrUOI/AAAAAAAAANk/H6a9EvAlZOc/s1600-h/SDC10560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSMObtrUOI/AAAAAAAAANk/H6a9EvAlZOc/s200/SDC10560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265988043888349410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt; and we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;KBOX&lt;/span&gt; to sing our bloody lungs out !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSMlZpc21I/AAAAAAAAANs/VUl2MZJiQOI/s1600-h/SDC10561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSMlZpc21I/AAAAAAAAANs/VUl2MZJiQOI/s200/SDC10561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265988438470744914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSNooFBqGI/AAAAAAAAAN0/f--yFpBxTN0/s1600-h/SDC10562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSNooFBqGI/AAAAAAAAAN0/f--yFpBxTN0/s200/SDC10562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265989593395734626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She makes my day with her sick smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSOEM2nF1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/9JelgGNqnHU/s1600-h/SDC10563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSOEM2nF1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/9JelgGNqnHU/s200/SDC10563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265990067123853138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I make her day with mine too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSOjcXur_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/5NneQiZfM0s/s1600-h/SDC10564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSOjcXur_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/5NneQiZfM0s/s200/SDC10564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265990603865239538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing without opening the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSPG24LzvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GueKSTXftU4/s1600-h/SDC10566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSPG24LzvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/GueKSTXftU4/s200/SDC10566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265991212276109042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSQbBgh_dI/AAAAAAAAAOc/p-xuldBuYmk/s1600-h/SDC10574.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSP63akUYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/irI-9EDYP6Y/s1600-h/SDC10567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSP63akUYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/irI-9EDYP6Y/s200/SDC10567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265992105773519234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSQbBgh_dI/AAAAAAAAAOc/p-xuldBuYmk/s1600-h/SDC10574.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSUm2MiQBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2_8UNbwQ2Mg/s1600-h/SDC10574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSUm2MiQBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2_8UNbwQ2Mg/s200/SDC10574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265997259406983186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is there a rat? OMGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSVZSoSS_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/FuHUzzIMZAM/s1600-h/SDC10580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSVZSoSS_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/FuHUzzIMZAM/s200/SDC10580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265998126033030130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sick face of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSWIKYi2tI/AAAAAAAAAO8/0TU-c3S59FU/s1600-h/SDC10583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSWIKYi2tI/AAAAAAAAAO8/0TU-c3S59FU/s200/SDC10583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265998931273374418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRU4UOl47mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UP4Wh9PErio/s1600-h/SDC10605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRU4UOl47mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UP4Wh9PErio/s200/SDC10605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266177259445218914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Packing up liaos. My bag come liao come liao&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRU5AwjYbUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BJ26pKpvPnk/s1600-h/SDC10608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRU5AwjYbUI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BJ26pKpvPnk/s200/SDC10608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266178024475749698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even before we leave, must give one sick smile HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRU69VHrhHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Jzkp3LSzMtM/s1600-h/SDC10616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRU69VHrhHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Jzkp3LSzMtM/s200/SDC10616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266180164595450994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making full chances of taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these, there are still more and many more photos yet to be displayed. We went to have our "scrumptious" dinner at a Thai restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2692759237420400460?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2692759237420400460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2692759237420400460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2692759237420400460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2692759237420400460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/11/051108-such-wonderful-date-to-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SRSKgPDgVTI/AAAAAAAAANU/UtzMytGngHk/s72-c/SDC10537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1699301928435918788</id><published>2008-11-05T23:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:50:04.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lovely two years</title><content type='html'>Time flies past, so fast. Here we are, darling and I, thinking how were we like 2 years ago. These 2 years, I found such a big change in me. Baobeiix, I want to thank you for so many many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to thank you for calling me weird names, ranging from farmerong to onglai, now even better, with commandoOng and Chattyboy. I wish to thank you for always pinching me so hard. I wish to thank you for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to thank you for always keeping a listening ear, although my subject is boring. I wish to thank you for the patience you had with me. I wish to thank you for being so understanding. I wish to thank you for not shouting at the top of your voice at me when I called at wrong times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to thank you for the love you showered on me. I wish to thank you for being such a wonderful darling of mine. I Wish to thank you, for a million, billion, thrillion things. Darling, you're just so wonderful. Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let you know too, that nothing can ever replace you. You're the answer to my life. I love you. Our beloved 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051108.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a video dedicated only for you... 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HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SQLkdPDrizI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PVTMtNDdcl4/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_329d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SQLkdPDrizI/AAAAAAAAAM8/PVTMtNDdcl4/s320/PhotoFunia_329d1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261018505631468338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became kiera Knightly starring in the poster of Pirates of the Caribbean 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SQLkwg7ZL5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Dgf4JT0EOE4/s1600-h/Yea,+Wo+shi+superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SQLkwg7ZL5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Dgf4JT0EOE4/s320/Yea,+Wo+shi+superman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261018836846063506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman would look good in this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-3320784944802538902?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3320784944802538902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=3320784944802538902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3320784944802538902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3320784944802538902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-some-pics-which-i-kept-laughing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SQLkDUXd84I/AAAAAAAAAMs/KC35VPiWqk4/s72-c/PhotoFunia_32bff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6527499780398376073</id><published>2008-10-25T03:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:37:38.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just don't know why that I'm so impatient, =((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie, Im so sorry =((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will BECOME A MAN ! I love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6527499780398376073?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6527499780398376073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6527499780398376073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6527499780398376073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6527499780398376073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-dont-know-why-that-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4314219500361357949</id><published>2008-10-20T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:09:29.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have the looks, I'm not born with the silver spoon. That's why, from today onwards, I set my goal. I set my target to move forward. EileenGoh, you're my life, my motivation to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself i must smile in the notes one fcuking day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SPys8hG_yJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jF0qk952jik/s1600-h/CHUA+ji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SPys8hG_yJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jF0qk952jik/s320/CHUA+ji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259268620541741202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4314219500361357949?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4314219500361357949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4314219500361357949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4314219500361357949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4314219500361357949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-have-looks-im-not-born-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SPys8hG_yJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jF0qk952jik/s72-c/CHUA+ji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-223303128406228944</id><published>2008-10-18T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T01:16:48.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After seeing what happen, I think we should cherish life, especially those loved ones around you. Life is totally unpredictable .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-223303128406228944?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/223303128406228944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=223303128406228944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/223303128406228944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/223303128406228944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-seeing-what-happen-i-think-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-539158902950852356</id><published>2008-10-13T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T03:15:16.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Total lameness, Im so sorry that I haven't been able to deliver my speeches on this "cool" blog of mine. I just found out whats going on in life. I can't believe that there are still people resorting to violence and uses their fists instead of their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, what more that I can't believe was that their fists actually landed near my mouth, when I wanted to talk peace out. Not great at all, shouldn't have talked so much to these bunch of cowards who use numbers as their advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to chill at the same place, we came for a reason. But, those people came to find trouble. O my, whats that chilling place of Singapore like? Where can we actually find a comfort zone that we can sit down peacefully and enjoy a glass of whisky, without having to meet up with these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's already over. Its a beginning of a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05/11/08. I'm expecting a sweet and wonderful 2 years =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who conquered so much area in my heart, eileengoh. I love you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-539158902950852356?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/539158902950852356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=539158902950852356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/539158902950852356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/539158902950852356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/total-lameness-im-so-sorry-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-71886282598327270</id><published>2008-10-11T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:57:11.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My machine is on the verge of breaking down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-71886282598327270?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/71886282598327270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=71886282598327270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/71886282598327270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/71886282598327270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-machine-is-on-verge-of-breaking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8855432845100498507</id><published>2008-10-03T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:26:05.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was wondering and wondering, is this life what i wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i always type in my report at starhub, SLA 24 hrs, SLA 3 working days, SLA 1 hr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm typing for myself, SLA 11 DAYS. O yea, by the way, sla means service level agreement. 10 more days and I will be free from that living hell. Its not that bad after all, just that, the feeling of that stressful environment is really making me go bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I come home every single day, with my head aching like crazy. The stress is really getting bigger and bigger. I'm always thinking at my work place, "WHY AM I HERE?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, its because of bloody money. MONEY MONEY WHY MONEY! LETS PRACTICE BARTER TRADING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL TO BARTER TRADING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking so forward to this Sunday, its simply our 23rd. Darling, you have really been so understanding this period of close to 2 years. All my life, I never had such a wonderful 23 months before, and I'm serious about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave you one chance to tell you, how much i love you... I would tell you, the love I had for you simply can't be measured. You'll never be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EileenGOH! I love you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8855432845100498507?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8855432845100498507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8855432845100498507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8855432845100498507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8855432845100498507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-wondering-and-wondering-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6363208079580482382</id><published>2008-09-25T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:57:48.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm caught right in fear, I always asked myself, how would it be nice if I can turn back time. However, I know that its impossible to do it. I questioned myself, why did I not focus at that point of time. Why do I actually do this kind of stupid things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trapped, trapped in regret. Trapped in this fear, that I cannot get out of it. My heart is pounding, my teeth is grinding, I don't want to live in this kind of fear anymore, FOREVER. I won't want any regrets, I wont want fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to overcome it. I know for her, and for them. I can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6363208079580482382?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6363208079580482382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6363208079580482382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6363208079580482382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6363208079580482382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/09/regrets.html' title='Regrets'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4961783711577115947</id><published>2008-09-20T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:57:41.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Life</title><content type='html'>After standing on the ground for 19 years, I stop and thought of what exactly is life. Its been the third week since I'm slogging and working hard. I came to realise, life isn't wonderful when you work for 5 days a week, but life SUCKS when you have no $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$, is the root of all evil, while at the same time, its the root of life. I came to see, how stressful is the road placed in front of me going to be. I came to see, why is everyone rushing to work every single day in the morning, I came to open up and see, everything, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me, I've got a strength, the strength is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived this realistic world so happily, just because I have you by my side. My wonderful darling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, looking so forward to our 051108.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4961783711577115947?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4961783711577115947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4961783711577115947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4961783711577115947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4961783711577115947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/09/taste-of-life.html' title='Taste of Life'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-9207650390720732123</id><published>2008-09-15T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:20:14.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't really have the mood to BLOG! OMGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS HAPPENING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-9207650390720732123?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9207650390720732123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=9207650390720732123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9207650390720732123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9207650390720732123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-really-have-mood-to-blog-omgs.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6411922993655475387</id><published>2008-09-11T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:30:23.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day after day, calls after calls. I'm already starting to get tired of this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one thing struck me that actually kept me going on and on. Darling, you're the one! I'm always looking forward, just because of you. Whenever I meet you after work, all my tiredness just flow away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing isn't it. I really cherish the love you showered on me, and its TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you're my motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I see that you're really so worn out of long study times in school. I felt so sad that i actually had nothing that I can help you with. Hang on there Darling! Jia YOU! Take me as your motivation LOL! I think better not, I scared you think of my face you'll faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, thanks for the laughters that kept me going every single day =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally in love, 051106.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's goanna change my love for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6411922993655475387?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6411922993655475387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6411922993655475387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6411922993655475387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6411922993655475387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-after-day-calls-after-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6165180052955190329</id><published>2008-09-08T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:29:09.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its another work day tomorrow. Nice 2 days of rest on the weekends, but everything seem to be repeating itself once again on the start of the week. Somehow or rather, let me describe my working environment. From what i actually heard, I'm in the mobile general enquiry department of Starhub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answering Singaporean's rants about their phone line being terminated, blah blah blah. Some people are nice on the phone, while some others are just unreasonable. They can be talking on the phone with really low reception, and i had to make up words of what the person is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i made a mistake, I actually got the comment, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?". WTF. This is what I call idiots! But anyway, dining out at lunch in the foodcourt in Plaza singapura is GOD DAM expensive. Ok, to me it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can bear through this month. Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, although this is quite late for our 22th months which past 3 days ago, I really would want to tell you that, you have really been my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I need someone to talk to, you were always there lending a ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I need someone to help me, you were always there helping a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm so down and tired, you were always there making me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm so sick, you were always there telling me to see a doctor, drinking more water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, Whenever, Whenever, I needed love and care. You were always standing infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot Darlin! Nothing can really replace you =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our promise, 051106.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6165180052955190329?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6165180052955190329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6165180052955190329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6165180052955190329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6165180052955190329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-another-work-day-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7741871975577043557</id><published>2008-09-05T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:11:51.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally tired</title><content type='html'>O my, I've been waking up every morning at 7, Monday to Friday this week. Thank god its Friday. I can have Saturday and Sunday off day and rest day. I found out that the MRT in the morning is so peaceful !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been catching up with the news both local and the world's these few days. I would always be walking near, NO! not near. BUT STRAIGHT into the person who give out the newspaper, "MYPAPER". Wow, i can actually spend my whole train ride reading the newspaper. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that my life is so boring. Waking up in the early morning. Work till late afternoon. Rest at home in the night. Sleep near midnight. Every single day, its repeating! OMG. Is this SO BORRRING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DARLING! HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7741871975577043557?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7741871975577043557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7741871975577043557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7741871975577043557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7741871975577043557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/09/totally-tired.html' title='Totally tired'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2667033438543638722</id><published>2008-08-29T02:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:02:29.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven been updating for quite some time. How are you guys? O ya, all of you must be thinking if im still alive. Yes, I'm alive and kicking =). Just that, I just finished my last paper today. Omg, it was damn scary. I just wish that I will pass it =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the links not put up at my blog. I try to do it someday when i got the mood. I just can't copy and paste the code in this blog skin. I must link everyone one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a job at Starhub. HIVR i supposed? What is it suppose to mean? The simplest form of definition I can give you is, answering call. Yeas, of course its not easy answering those stupid calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, just imagine if you got a customer calling you and scolding you for no reason. Screaming and shouting over the phone and making stupid ghostly sounds. What would you do? Or rather, WHAT can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STOP IMAGINE LA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAOBEIIX, here i pray for you. May everything go fine for you on your start of the new term. May you be more tolerant against that screwdriver kia, and lastly may you not pon cause of her. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAOBEIIX, YOU'RE TOTALLY LOVED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2667033438543638722?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2667033438543638722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2667033438543638722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2667033438543638722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2667033438543638722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/08/haven-been-updating-for-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4892152987157627976</id><published>2008-08-15T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:19:46.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things happened, I've seen through them. They are idiots. They can ignore to help and ranting on and on. How i wish, I was not that tolerant. How i wish i can scold them so hard instead of keeping everything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, put away all my unhappiness. I'm counting down the days to darling's return =( . Miss her so much. I wonder if she had fun over her side. I wonder if she was sleeping well over there =)). Darling, come back soon! less that 48 hours, I can see you again!!! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSESS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4892152987157627976?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4892152987157627976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4892152987157627976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4892152987157627976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4892152987157627976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-many-things-happened-ive-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1988930642492974008</id><published>2008-08-12T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:58:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, MobComp project finally done. Although i can expect many errors when I compile all my java files, I still have until tomorrow to see it! It is because, my lappy cannot compile those java files! AMAZING~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeas! My amazing darling also helped me with solving the xhtml errors. O my, my mind really went blank at the moment I saw all those errors. I'm hoping for tomorrow to come so sooon and darling is going 2 TAIWAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressive ar! SOOOOO envy. Super duper misses too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you rock a baby~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1988930642492974008?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1988930642492974008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1988930642492974008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1988930642492974008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1988930642492974008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-mobcomp-project-finally-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-9162202922290622378</id><published>2008-08-11T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:00:32.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally the new blog skin is done. Thanks to the designer that made this template. Anyway, I had serious problems configuring this template due to lack of knowledge in XML! I tried my best, but I still didn't get the search bar on top working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So peeps, I know you have been clicking the search bar on top but it didn't respond. Please IGNORE it. Its just another image to enhance this template, (although I have no idea how to remove it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm not in the national craze! I chose red-white cause I really love this colour combination so much. Looks simple and sweet isn't it? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 last week and study week is going to be here. Please! Fast! Please! Projects deadline are up on Tuesday and I'm still struggling here! I'm really so dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-9162202922290622378?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9162202922290622378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=9162202922290622378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9162202922290622378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9162202922290622378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-new-blog-skin-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7331201092630724772</id><published>2008-07-22T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:43:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having severe back aches for the past few days. It was really CRAZY sprains. My head is so stiff that I had to be so extra careful whenever I cross the road. I cant seem to turn my head flexibly, but only to turn it straight 90 degrees with my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really having weird dreams these few days, urrghhh. *Think too much*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I don't even know who my frequent readers of the blog are, and the worst thing is! I don't even know if there's anyone visiting my blog. This is the report I got from nuffnang ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Today's Visits: [No results]&lt;/h4&gt;Tears just rolled down my cheeks when i saw this. Im so sad, really so sad. Im sorry for not updating every single day, but but.... 我是真的为你哭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;波克我们一定要坚持到最后，我们是不能被打败的！加油！哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我突然好怀念我的上一个波克。那里有很多的哈哈，每一个句子都最起码两个哈哈！哈哈来哈哈去可真奇妙。没想到我是一直哈哈的人吧。不说你不知，我的哈哈后面一定会有一个英文数字ｓ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可真的是好无聊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人一时风平浪静，退一步海过天空。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宝贝大人，我是真的太爱你了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7331201092630724772?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7331201092630724772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7331201092630724772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7331201092630724772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7331201092630724772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-having-severe-back-aches-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6888297191021009412</id><published>2008-07-21T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:23:12.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow forgetting to blog recently. Im thinking of doing up a new blog skin for myself. Anyway, i caught 'RED CLIFF' not long ago and its certainly a worth to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factors to support my statement,&lt;br /&gt;1. The movie is 2 and a half hour long.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lin Chi ling is in the movie itself.&lt;br /&gt;3. The battles are nicely directed.&lt;br /&gt;4. It certainly brings out flavor of war.&lt;br /&gt;5. The movie is laughable at some parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SIN0DRNyy2I/AAAAAAAAADE/e7HEpHf-3Is/s1600-h/200px-Redcliffposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SIN0DRNyy2I/AAAAAAAAADE/e7HEpHf-3Is/s320/200px-Redcliffposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225147592189594466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really keep me in suspense about this movie is............ OMG there is a part 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my, Darling is heading for Taiwan !!! I MISS HER =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6888297191021009412?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6888297191021009412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6888297191021009412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6888297191021009412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6888297191021009412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-forgetting-to-blog-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SIN0DRNyy2I/AAAAAAAAADE/e7HEpHf-3Is/s72-c/200px-Redcliffposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6235171420010830277</id><published>2008-07-17T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:46:25.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow or rather, i thought that i should spend my time on the net more on blogging . I witnessed a sight of public intimacy not long ago and the hot topic would be the girl is wearing school uniform, while the guy is in his home tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the first thing I do to react to this is the walk in another route, so that I would not disturb their 'PRIVACY". In my opinion, its nothing to express LOVE in public for your partner. What more, isn't this the modern era?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i was switching my route, a formally dressed man came up to me and point to that couple. The first word that came out from his mouth is, "TELECAST". O my, the media again, how influential is the media nowadays. Everything has a link with that somehow or rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he want to take out his handphone camera and take pictures of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong? Can anyone tell me? Would anybody say a thing if the couple were both in home clothes? No one would say a thing. Have you all ever seen the newspaper reporting any couple kissing and hugging in the public when they are in home clothes? I doubt so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whats the problem here? People in uniform hugging and kissing irks the sight of them? But why not the people in home clothes? Isn't it like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Singapore is really stress ya? You do something the public don't like, your face gets onto the newspaper. Don't believe? Try hugging and kissing in the public. Not with normal clothes, BUT with school uniforms! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6235171420010830277?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6235171420010830277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6235171420010830277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6235171420010830277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6235171420010830277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/07/somehow-or-rather-i-thought-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6680338050138846280</id><published>2008-07-10T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:29:46.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so reluctant to get out of my bed these few mornings, nothing much of change. But one thing for sure, the weather changes. The cool morning breeze, blowing all over your body when you're sleeping so soundly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you go, RINGGGGG, or whatever songs you set as your alarm. It just awoke you from the sleep you had been waiting for decades, for centuries. Gosh, I'm forever sleepy in the morning. It really seems that I cant be sleeping early in the night, waking up early in the morning. I really hope I can change this body clock of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dreadful thing to do every morning! Walking to SCHOOL! O my, sometimes I wonder, walking to school is somehow as tiring as taking buses or trains to school. You can just doze off into your sweet dreams on the buses or trains when you find you seat, or even when you're standing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been sacked from a tuition on the very first lesson. The reason -- I forget some of the aspects in Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's has really been ages since I touched non-calculators questions like doing long divisions. For example, that question I got was 91 / 2. Yeas, immediately, we know that the answer is 45.5 ? 90/2 equals 45.  91/2 equals 45.5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i encountered is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long division, theres a remainder 1, AND I really forget totally about what to do with that remainder! Thats the greatest mistake of my life! AND now I know the solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO MYSELF. ZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6680338050138846280?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6680338050138846280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6680338050138846280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6680338050138846280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6680338050138846280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-so-reluctant-to-get-out-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-998911559894177950</id><published>2008-07-04T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:24:54.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, just checked out my nuff nang ads hanging around at the sidebar of my blog. I was absolutely shocked to find out 2 to 3 of my readers came from the united states! Wondering how they got to my blog, maybe google brought them here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up a new tuition assignment =)). HEHE. I hope the parent and the child would be nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just NOT enough sleep OMG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-998911559894177950?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/998911559894177950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=998911559894177950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/998911559894177950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/998911559894177950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-just-checked-out-my-nuff-nang-ads.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7063603577954620635</id><published>2008-07-03T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:29:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally nonsense, life is crap. except for darling HEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7063603577954620635?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7063603577954620635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7063603577954620635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7063603577954620635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7063603577954620635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/07/totally-nonsense-life-is-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5117370275549828392</id><published>2008-06-28T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:47:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5117370275549828392?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5117370275549828392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5117370275549828392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5117370275549828392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5117370275549828392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/06/every-single-time-i-looked-at-that-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6613135880941851879</id><published>2008-06-23T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:38:50.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeas, was at work today while I met a !#@#!$%$#@ family of customer. She was asking me for cartoon movies, yea and i showed her the 'Tom and Jerry', ' Doreamon' etc. She asked, in a heavy indian slang, "Hi do you have any cartoon bopaa? Progody? blah blah blah". Apparently, I couldn't understand what she was talking, so I took the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied 'NO' to everything. That was the best answer I could gave, I didn't know anything about the cartoons she was asking? She then requested for disney cartoons movies, and she saw what she wanted. 'BOOHPAH' She took up the vcd and she said, didn't you say there is no BOOHPAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking to myself, there are so many vcds, dvds at the shop. You actually want me to know what every show is? where every show is placed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst came when her Mum gave a fcuking comment. "Study your products, you might lose a sale like that if you say don't have" My head was blowing off at that moment and I just walked away. Is boohpah even of my era? I don't remember having that in childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand them, the customer still add on, saying do you all need any workers? I can work here, I dun mind. My mouth was almost spurting 'FUCK YOU LAH'. Wasn't what she said sacarstic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why....... I sterotype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6613135880941851879?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6613135880941851879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6613135880941851879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6613135880941851879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6613135880941851879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeas-was-at-work-today-while-i-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-3021661668369421337</id><published>2008-06-17T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:48:19.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Much has been chasing euro 2008 matches. Things seemed to be different for me. Seriously speaking, I never had the chance to exchange my ticket for cash at Singapore pools outlet once in my life. Coming from 4d to Toto to Soccer betting, I just lost every round I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really sucks. =) But anyway, speaking of it, its only for the fun of it. Although the money we spent on the bets are innocent, its good that the process paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening soon, real soon. Waking up every morning is seriously what I truly dislike. Life goes on, I would work hard! I must pass! ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling has open school today. Sometimes just wondering hows she doing. Is she doing fine?? I just wonder la ! So excited, we are meeting tomorrow at RP! Its been like "AGES" - a few days, since we met up. I'm just so so so so looking forward. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, bring me more surprises!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-3021661668369421337?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3021661668369421337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=3021661668369421337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3021661668369421337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3021661668369421337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/06/much-has-been-chasing-euro-2008-matches.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6048172677774248930</id><published>2008-06-11T03:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T03:29:41.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, I was browsing through friendster when memories flew back into my head. I saw this profile under my friend list, "TOGETHER AH". Its seriously seriously seriously hilarious. From what i remembered, we started out this thing when we were sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By looking at it again now, I can't stop but to laugh at myself... HAHA. Can you imagine about the fun things that you've done in your life. This is mine, I can't remember who wrote this, just reading on, I questioned myself, "Am i like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The profile of together ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x[About us]x]:&lt;br /&gt;Grp of few ppl who is always together thus forming this grp name.Truthful to brothers and close friends.Loyalty and brotherhood is the main reason for forming this grp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x[martin]x]the craziest of all.&lt;br /&gt;[x[ivan]x]the blurest of all.&lt;br /&gt;[x[hawwei]x]the idiotic"esT" of all.&lt;br /&gt;[v[clement]v]the ciao"est" of all.&lt;br /&gt;[Others]basically everyone who knows us is in this grp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x[a little more]x]&lt;br /&gt;_Promoting:real friendship and sacrifice for others.&lt;br /&gt;_Belief:together ah~share everything together except gals.&lt;br /&gt;_Hates:those who "Step".Betrayers.&lt;br /&gt;_Hangout:back gate.&lt;br /&gt;_End:nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;_Wishes:expanding brotherhoodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x[some more]x]&lt;br /&gt;_during the tym from 7.20am to 10.45am in sch we will be found in cls.&lt;br /&gt;_recess we will be found walking to toilet then parade square.&lt;br /&gt;_after sch will be back gate.&lt;br /&gt;_after tht will be brother's hse or home.&lt;br /&gt;_after tht will be going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x[jus some more]x]&lt;br /&gt;_we dread ppl who always copy.cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;_we love it when each of us think of one another.&lt;br /&gt;_we dread it when parents think the other way of us.&lt;br /&gt;_we love it when we go out and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;_we dread it when ppl kpkb us.&lt;br /&gt;_we love it when u guys are reading tis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x[no more]x]&lt;br /&gt;_no more.....&lt;br /&gt;_really no more la..kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;_eh u understand wat is call no more anot?&lt;br /&gt;_u wan to c ur problem la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeas, I know what you're thinking. Seems so "ACT", sounds so lame, typical secondary school kids. What you're thinking, is what I'm thinking at the same time. The worst thing is that i found some related photos that are really .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the date on the photo. From left to right(Ivan, Martin, Hawy)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7UVac0YNI/AAAAAAAAACs/WzEhT2EPuXo/s1600-h/COOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7UVac0YNI/AAAAAAAAACs/WzEhT2EPuXo/s320/COOL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210335283256778962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot the difference between Hawy, past and present. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, IS THIS EVEN CALL CUTE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7U10ZntwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/7D00ZUQ0Xn0/s1600-h/ZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7U10ZntwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/7D00ZUQ0Xn0/s320/ZZZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210335839978501890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWY IS CUTE RITE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE WORST MIDDLE FINGER POINT. OMGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7VbqJbGEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lJuPfAKIKUs/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7VbqJbGEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lJuPfAKIKUs/s320/LOL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210336490061240386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these seems stupid, yea it is, however, it just plays a reminds me of the fun times we had in the past. =)) TOGETHER AH~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6048172677774248930?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6048172677774248930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6048172677774248930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6048172677774248930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6048172677774248930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/06/seriously-i-was-browsing-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PaLEobL0QvI/SE7UVac0YNI/AAAAAAAAACs/WzEhT2EPuXo/s72-c/COOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7089523116961490934</id><published>2008-06-05T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:13:18.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been our 19 months! =)&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I prayed for someone like you. I thank GOD that I finally found you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileenGOH, I wouldn't even have a taste of love if i haven't found you. You brought me knowledge, you brought me love, you brought me a religion I would always believe in. You're my religion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileenGOH, Wouldn't it be nice if time stays at this moment... Time will definitively not stop for us, not turn back for us. Time will always go forward and forward, just like my love for you. I won't stop loving you, I wont look back, because I never ever regretted every single moment with you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, my heart is sooooo under your control ! I love you =) 05.11.06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7089523116961490934?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7089523116961490934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7089523116961490934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7089523116961490934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7089523116961490934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-our-19-months-all-my-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8995402012925242976</id><published>2008-06-02T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:40:48.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A.) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;B.) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;C.) Have FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Betray? Err. I think I would be so stunned. I would just like clear things out. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Of course to be handsome and slim and able to eat my favourite curryji all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Dream wedding would be a cool wedding! Those like soldiers carrying swords over your heads while i walk through them on the red carpet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Seriously speaking, i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#5. Do you like cheese ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- IT seriously sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Of course loving someone so deeply and having the same love returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Err, it depends on how long the person is worth to let me wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- I will go sooooo emo for a moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; 9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Ya, School work has really made me so unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#10. What is the most heart breaking moment for you so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- "Unstable" days. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#12. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- I hope i would be someone useful to the society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#13. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Family, EILEENGOH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- MY Playful darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#15. Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Married, single doesn't make you rich in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;16. What is the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Open my eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#17. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Depends. For now i surely would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#18. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- The one that love me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;#19. What type of friends do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- People who i can talk to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;People who tag me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baobeiix    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;People whom I tagged;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find out yourself. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8995402012925242976?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8995402012925242976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8995402012925242976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8995402012925242976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8995402012925242976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6908303669659280016</id><published>2008-05-27T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:39:20.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing seems to go through my mind. I made a promise. I will pass all my subjects in this coming term test. I would work hard for it. Thinking of it, darling really worked very very hard. The stress that she is going through, its hard for me to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope that she will take care of herself while she work. It really hurts me looking at her falling weaker and weaker day by day. How does she get enough rest? I'm sorry darling =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly life, two words.... fucked up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6908303669659280016?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6908303669659280016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6908303669659280016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6908303669659280016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6908303669659280016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/nothing-seems-to-go-through-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6383408847362913567</id><published>2008-05-24T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:30:42.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate those idiots who attitudes, and seriously not putting themselves in other's people shoes first.&lt;br /&gt;Simply an idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6383408847362913567?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6383408847362913567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6383408847362913567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6383408847362913567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6383408847362913567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-those-idiots-who-attitudes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7951421416322121075</id><published>2008-05-17T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:26:29.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started to wonder, wonder about where does my future takes me. I wondered, our society is only going to make places for the best ones. What if I'm not going to have a place in there? What if I turned out not to be the best? How would life be for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, what I thought was just wanting a good life. I did have one now, I have a wonderful family, always there for me whenever i need help. Coming one day, they will leave me, when I'm left alone in this world how would life be? Would it be as wonderful as now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(  I just dun have the courage to think about all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7951421416322121075?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7951421416322121075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7951421416322121075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7951421416322121075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7951421416322121075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-started-to-wonder-wonder-about-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-289400708537038083</id><published>2008-05-17T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T01:31:25.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught speed racer today at e hub downtown east. Wow, the cinema was unexpectedly cold, darling and I were almost freezing during the 2 hours show. Nice movie it was, except for some seriously exaggerated animations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what I can say, almost the whole show is animation. The moral of the movie was well brought out. Kinship, friendship, passion, dream for a particular thing. Although Rain was somehow like an "extra" in the movie, darling still cheering when he appeared in every single scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, speed racer is given 3.5/5 stars according to my own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home in bus 21 and surprisingly I was so stressed up on that idiotic bus. I shall not blog out the reason why as I think it will cause some conflicts. I would just say, those people who have no brains are just shouting their lungs out on the bus. They don't even think if it is disturbing the rest of the people on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and I went to meet miruki for some ROLLER-BLADING? To be exact, I didn't touch that sport since I was in my childhood days. Therefore, blading itself is really alien to me. God knows, how would i balance on 8 wheels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, darling and miruki had fun. Although being tired, darling is just so pleased with her blading. I think she got the right birthday present ya? Darling jiayou! I would try my best to learn roller-blading! I would TRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm also surprised that i actually blogged today. I will try to blog more in future. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-289400708537038083?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/289400708537038083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=289400708537038083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/289400708537038083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/289400708537038083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/caught-speed-racer-today-at-e-hub.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4377082470166962215</id><published>2008-05-16T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:06:29.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres just so much inside me. I don't even know where do i actually start from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4377082470166962215?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4377082470166962215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4377082470166962215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4377082470166962215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4377082470166962215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/theres-just-so-much-inside-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6768559358405293470</id><published>2008-05-14T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:34:30.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hasn't been blogging for the past week. I'm just so bored to blog. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise to blog once my inspiration comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faithful readers like eileengoh, please check my blog every now and then =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6768559358405293470?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6768559358405293470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6768559358405293470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6768559358405293470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6768559358405293470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/hasnt-been-blogging-for-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7126225799516372206</id><published>2008-05-06T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:54:12.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our 1 and a half years.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='05/05/08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's really so good with darling =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just way so sweet in every aspect. She made me understand true love. She made me so happy whenever i meet up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, i promise. I promise i will always be with you, not just for the next 50 years, but for the next 50 lifetimes. I'm just so happy being with you. Nothing can replace your importance in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dardey, Cheers to our happy 1 and a half years. Although we celebrated it so simply, I will try my very best to find the ' 50 carat Diamond ring' for you. And its only, just for you. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7126225799516372206?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7126225799516372206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7126225799516372206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7126225799516372206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7126225799516372206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/05/lifes-really-so-good-with-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-28865679675297063</id><published>2008-04-30T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:45:06.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's a bore</title><content type='html'>School's really a bore. I walk alone to school, sit alone in class. O my, was really thinking why did i have to fail those subjects. I'm like a loner. Hope life would be better. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-28865679675297063?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/28865679675297063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=28865679675297063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/28865679675297063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/28865679675297063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/04/schools-bore.html' title='School&apos;s a bore'/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-832428918137832717</id><published>2008-04-18T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:17:17.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tutoring started for me on Wednesday. Sad to say, I'm teaching a subject which I'm not really good in. English! What shocked me the most is that I'm teaching a Ch*** girl English. Woosh, is it a blessing in disguise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I got this assignment from ManyTutors and I didn't know much about the profile about the student. Until Wednesday, I went there and got a shock out of my life. I had to read every single sentence, every single word. Of course, to translate them in Mandrin so that she will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly in the beginning, but somehow or rather I found out that the girl wasn't really interested in tuition. O my, when i mentioned the word "SPELLING", her face turned green. I really question myself, what could i help her with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when my command of Chinese is not that great either, how am i going to translate every single word? It's so stressed. My student is seriously inquisitive. She can ask every single question from my personal life to INDIAN GODS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my! This is HOLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can raise her grade !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-832428918137832717?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/832428918137832717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=832428918137832717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/832428918137832717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/832428918137832717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/04/tutoring-started-for-me-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5581928253564325049</id><published>2008-04-14T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:15:37.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alone in the living room, staring blankly at my computer, I didn't know that listening to music alone is such a peaceful thing to do. Thinking of it, darling and I went for dinner at Teppan express at b1 of Tampines mall on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, the atmosphere was so sucky. I never felt like this before until one of the old chef came out and cook for us. He was wearing a face as if everyone owed him millions and millions of dollars. What i meant was really MILLIONS. You can imagine that fucked up look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't really understand is why does he want to give this kind of attitude to his customers? Or did he just thought that hes a chef and theres no point to wear a smile on that ATTITUDE face of his? God knows, weird ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the movies after dinner and we caught run papa run. Although what darling said was right - Louis Khoo is damn handsome, BUT........... *no offense* that movie seems like its spreading Christianity! O my ! 30% of the show is filled up with Christian songs, 10% is filled up with prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good movie after all....... *May god bless*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is reopening real real soon, and my life is gonna end soon. School ........................... no comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5581928253564325049?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5581928253564325049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5581928253564325049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5581928253564325049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5581928253564325049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/04/alone-in-living-room-staring-blankly-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2423898831523754859</id><published>2008-04-08T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T04:24:08.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here i am once again, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretful thoughts seems to cling onto me, holding on to me and never wanting to let go.  Here i am, thinking once again, how good would it be if i can turn the clock around. I know I would miss the class that i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I would be so lonely to attend tutorials, labs alone. I know it, but its all too late. Just like its too late to apologise, its too late to look back once again. The only thing that i can do, is to move forward. Nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks to go, school is reopening. I hope life would be better =)).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2423898831523754859?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2423898831523754859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2423898831523754859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2423898831523754859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2423898831523754859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-i-am-once-again-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8140065015246953541</id><published>2008-04-03T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:42:05.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woosh, ling introduced me a great movie today =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS CROW ZERO~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOSH, INTENSIVE FIGHTING. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets really started to flow into my mind. I MUST WORK HARD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8140065015246953541?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8140065015246953541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8140065015246953541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8140065015246953541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8140065015246953541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/04/woosh-ling-introduced-me-great-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2381017392887957635</id><published>2008-03-29T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T04:42:24.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just can't get to sleep. My mind is just revolving around darling. I'm so worried that her voice actually changed today. I didn't know what happened and I'm really really worried. Is she facing any problems that i can't help? Is she facing any problems that is serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid that she is keeping to herself. She's like under tremendous stress. I really really wish that i could help her out in any way. =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2381017392887957635?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2381017392887957635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2381017392887957635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2381017392887957635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2381017392887957635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-cant-get-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7535506731054765430</id><published>2008-03-28T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:00:23.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, this blog is going stale soon ! I'm just so addicted to the tv when the mio plan came. O my, the shows are just so exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns, holidays are just so boring staying at home. Anyone can get me a job please? =)) I really really really really need one badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ling is so tired out today. Ling, no matter what happon, remember there's always me by your side. Ling, I love you ^1231231831283172381312.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get your ASIANCE BEAUTY! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7535506731054765430?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7535506731054765430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7535506731054765430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7535506731054765430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7535506731054765430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-this-blog-is-going-stale-soon-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-9137909764883342126</id><published>2008-03-19T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T03:09:44.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really wonder. I seriously wonder sometimes about my life. Why isn't my life going on as smooth as others... I really doubt myself, I'm starting to hate this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my alarm to 8.30am in the morning today. I slept early yesterday night , just to find out in the morning that i overslept. My alarm didn't rang, all thanks to me mixing up am and pm. Gosh, i missed netfund remedial just like that. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school at 2 in the afternoon. Just to find out that telesys remedial was actually canceled. Oh gosh, how am i going to pass my papers in this manner? Fcuk this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i needed a job the most, i was surprised by the sudden decision that my job only needs 3 people from now on, thus leaving me out. FCUK! This is really the thing that FCUK my life. I rejected quite a number of job offers just for this job? And now i got the message that they don't need anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is this? GOD save me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dun wan darling to stress about this matter, she kept blaming herself. She kept saying that its her fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling, I really don't once think that its your fault. I'm so sorry that i vent my anger on you. I'm really so sorry that i didn't think about your worries. eileengoh, I'm so sorry! My only wish is not to see you so sad anymore, its really not your fault at all. It's neither anyone's fault. Cheer up ok ? =))  Dun worry, I will find one better job! HEHE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, despite from all the fcukings of my life, Mum and Dad got me a new phone, a w910i, the simi shake shake shake phone =)) Thanks alot Mum and Dad , I will try my best to be a better boy next time =))))))).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can clear all my supp papers... Just this time please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileengoh, iloveyou * 10^1231823612389129512.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. My days are never complete without my smile and laughter. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-9137909764883342126?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9137909764883342126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=9137909764883342126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9137909764883342126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9137909764883342126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-really-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7066175990060705436</id><published>2008-03-05T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T02:35:01.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I'm one year older. I'm 19! Happy 19th birthday to me yesterday =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileengoh really surprised me with the things she has done. Just by seeing her small little smile, my birthday was entirely lighted up. Thanks alot eileengoh, your preparations, the effort you put in, the surprises you filled me with is all appreciated and stored in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats your 'glow in the dark' happy birthday, your little sweet heart shape cake, your ace spade shirt, and last but not least, the thing that i love the most, the candle happy birthday. Everything was just wonderful yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileengoh, you may be just one person to the world, but you're the entire world to me =) You're my life. I won't live my life happily without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. It's so nice to have friends around me, wishing and blessing me for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Thanks to  : eileengoh , hawy , hong yu , jaslyn , rita , sijie , et , fred , jessie , lina , nigel , mingsheng, yen yin , grace , jinx , alice , shao ying , pearllene , angela ...... the list still carries on. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, so much. It's great to know that so many people still remember. Or issit a view from friendster? Anyway, i still wish to thanks everyone =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, HAPPY 16th months eileengoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, in the blink of the eye, 16 months flew past. We quarreled, we cried , we laugh , we moan , we whine , we gossip , we are just the best couple ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileengoh, thanks for being so understanding. Sometimes, i really wish to know how to express my feelings for you. I made you feel so down at times, I'm really sorry. eileengoh. I love you! Nothing's gonna change my love for you, all the people know how much i love you~ =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen goh darling, ling , ah bao , baoster , dey , baobeiix , bd , shag a bd I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 16th MONTHS!!! MUACKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("V")051106&lt;br /&gt;hUgs AND kIsses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7066175990060705436?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7066175990060705436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7066175990060705436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7066175990060705436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7066175990060705436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-im-one-year-older.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2192217963514653652</id><published>2008-02-27T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T03:57:21.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, tomorrow is the last paper. But eventually, i expect more papers to come. It's once again the long holidays again. Last holidays was a failure in slacking around, I must find a stable job this holidays! Phew, finally the last paper. The last paper means more time to spend with eileengoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it, it has also been long time since i met her. It's been long time since i chat with her well on the phone. Weesh, i know eileengoh must have missed me alot i supposed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled when i was young, my primary school teacher would always ask us this particular question. "What is your ambition?" Remember when we were young? We would answer any of the white collar jobs like doctors, ministers, lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever thought of what we will really become in future? Thinking of it, is your ambition now the same as what you wanted to be when you were young? I just love the young and naive days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me back my childhood. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2192217963514653652?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2192217963514653652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2192217963514653652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2192217963514653652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2192217963514653652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow-tomorrow-is-last-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8629153922982469408</id><published>2008-02-26T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T03:50:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprised to hear from me here? I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another long period since i started blogging back here again. Don't get the wrong idea. I didn't blog anywhere else. It's just that i somehow not have the mood to blog... It's the exam period, it would be holiday soon. SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 14th February so beautifully. Everyone was just so happening on that day. Although its like a week or two since the incident passed, my mind still secure the perfect vision i had with eileengoh that particular night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing was a trip we planned almost a month before that actual day. Fish and co was obviously packed, and therefore we were left standing outside the restraunt waiting for our turn to get in. On this day, I did the impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made eileengoh stand out in the crowd! Although only for a few moments, i knew how happy she was deep in her heart. She requested me to get her a red balloon from the bunch of decorations. Why red? The reason is because everyone else was holding a pink one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i hesitated for a moment and eventually i asked the waitress. "Hi, is it possible that i can have a red balloon please? *_* " i asked with my sick smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" For sure sir, anything for you on valentine's day". O my, the person reply was so sweet. When eileengoh got the red balloon. Knew how happy she was? She was smiling like hehehehehe all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But disaster struck when another person requested for a red balloon. eileengoh face turned into that of justicebao, and keep cursing and swearing at the person. One after another, they requested for a red balloon, not a pink one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i said, eileengoh, you're the first! No matter how many they take, remember, only your boyfriend me can make you the first. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that was a perfect valentine's with much photo taking sessions after our dinner. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8629153922982469408?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8629153922982469408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8629153922982469408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8629153922982469408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8629153922982469408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/02/surprised-to-hear-from-me-here-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5059062744403863153</id><published>2008-02-09T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T04:17:33.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the mood of new year for the past 2 days or so. Lady luck hasn't been with me this following new year. I been losing much of my red packet money to this occasional new year gambling. Anyway, this new year was really a break for me, a break from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watched "Ah long Pte Ltd" with baobao today. Quite an entertaining movie but the lines of the scripts were somehow repeated like what baobao said. O my, we had to buy the 9pm show although we reached the ticketing booth at around 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue was really frightening.  However, it's comforting to hear the whole cinema bursting into laughter throughout the entire movie. Baobao had the greatest laugh of all, she laughed as if the whole cinema was able to hear her laughter. It's so good to see her laughing like that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects deadlines are coming nearer and nearer. The intensive stress in my head is really getting bigger and bigger. God knows how am i feeling right now, I'm so afraid that i will flunk my main exams but its me who made the mistake after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everyone =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines' day is approaching. Woohoo. Baobao, our fishing trip is getting nearer and nearer =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5059062744403863153?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5059062744403863153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5059062744403863153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5059062744403863153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5059062744403863153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-mood-of-new-year-for-past-2-days-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7162009939958163747</id><published>2008-02-05T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T19:45:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been ages since i ever touched blogging. Everything was in a total mess. How i wish that time will slow down and our pace of life would be slower. Everything is like a race...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad that its our 15 months today. Every 5th of the month, darling would always be so elated although she forgot how many months we were together. Thanks darling for always being with me, always lending a listening ear whenever i need someone to talk to, always gave me a comfortable shoulder whenever i need a rely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, no words can describe my love for you. If i had to run, if i had to crawl, if i had to swim a hundred rivers or to climb a thousand walls. Always note that i will find a way, to get to where you are. Cause in you and me, theres no place that far~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are soon going to end, thus i got more time to spend with my precious =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevo~ HEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7162009939958163747?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7162009939958163747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7162009939958163747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7162009939958163747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7162009939958163747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-has-been-ages-since-i-ever-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5219545219436575916</id><published>2008-01-24T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:43:24.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I start off my post with wishing darling a Happy 18th birthday! Congrats my Baobeiix, hope you really love the presents i gave =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgs, total shagness, so many quizzes and projects. It's gonna take my life away soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5219545219436575916?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5219545219436575916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5219545219436575916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5219545219436575916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5219545219436575916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-start-off-my-post-with-wishing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8487786785939817385</id><published>2008-01-21T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:39:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been quite awhile since i touched blogging. Thoughts of giving up this blog flew through my mind every now and then. However, due to supportive readers who are reading this stale blog of mine quietly, i decided to recover this blog. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School life hasn't been great for me since term started. My term tests was a total goner. How i wish, like we had always told ourselves, to put in more effort during the examination period. Every single morning, i dragged myself out of bed to the bathroom. Up to my surprise, i would always try to catch a 15 minutes more rest on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i wish i could not wake up every morning. I really wish to break free from those addictive games which i am attracted to. It just can't seem to break free from me, it's as if a must to log in to my Maplestory every single day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why can't i be this diligent when I'm heading for school? When is the day that i can break free from it? God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss my early nights, when can i have them back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8487786785939817385?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8487786785939817385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8487786785939817385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8487786785939817385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8487786785939817385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-quite-awhile-since-i-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8507441106986062702</id><published>2008-01-05T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:13:08.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darling, i just love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world, only the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves051106&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8507441106986062702?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8507441106986062702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8507441106986062702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8507441106986062702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8507441106986062702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/01/darling-i-just-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6557447385242085322</id><published>2008-01-01T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:56:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2008 ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up mid afternoon, found myself to be just in another normal day. Anyway, the countdown and the fireworks at the esplanade area was real exciting. Not to mentioned those inconsiderate people who keep pushing their way through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's that tiny little brains? Being ate up? Everyone is already cramping and fighting for space but those idiots just push their way as if its their father's road? Can't they just stop down and wait for a second or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year and they are still doing the same thing over and over again? How i even wonder if clever "BangalaS" did exist... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, the fireworks were cool. It's been really long time since i ever appreciated fireworks live. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a new year would often come with new resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions : To be a better man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D. Alright. I stop here for the day. Hope darling enjoy her day at the countdown yesterday. It's the first countdown i been with her =)), though she was really tire out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Look forward to a better 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dun ever throw away nice memories from the past year =)).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6557447385242085322?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6557447385242085322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6557447385242085322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6557447385242085322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6557447385242085322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008-woke-up-mid-afternoon-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1714395315899899506</id><published>2007-12-26T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T02:35:30.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt so guilty towards my precious baobeiix. Even when I'm alone sometimes, i think that I've made her so lonely.  I'm truly sorry my precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept so many things to myself, i didn't really know how to express my words out. I'm so afraid that i will say the wrong things sometimes, but i just feel so blessed whenever i see a smile on your cute little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always made me feel so great no matter rain or shine. Never one day in my life i can miss chatting with you. I just feel that something is lost the days we missed chatting on the phone, talking lots of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious, sometimes I'm truly sorry for making you so alone. I will spend more of my time with you =D. My love for you will never ever change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;051106&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1714395315899899506?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1714395315899899506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1714395315899899506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1714395315899899506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1714395315899899506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-felt-so-guilty-towards-my-precious.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2907168549630569133</id><published>2007-12-25T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:15:07.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Santa clause is coming to town~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my, its another Christmas once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Santa, Thanks for Christmas present you gave me for the second year. For the second year, I'm spending my Christmas with my dearest Baobeiix by my side. All i want for Christmas every single year in my life is just to have Baobeiix by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had the best present with Baobeiix by me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i got a wonderful card of Baobeiix. Two stick mans, and words of love... I really feel the same way towards you darling. I'm seriously so into you, so in love with you. Nothing can pull me away from you. I really love the wonderful times we had together. I love you, for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Baobeiix. You're the best present Santa had for me this Christmas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves 051106&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2907168549630569133?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2907168549630569133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2907168549630569133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2907168549630569133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2907168549630569133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa-clause-is-coming-to-town-o-my-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-962864004674676535</id><published>2007-12-17T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T02:48:05.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My guilt is rising every single day. I'm just such a loser in time management. I lost to "TIME". Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we have more than 24 hours a day? I just felt so bad not able to accompany darling. My own things keep coming along and i just neglected her for the weekends. How? How can i describe this feeling? I just feel so.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words is able to describe what I'm feeling right inside me. I feel so bad, such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry, truly truly sorry my darling. I will make time for you as soon as i can. I'm seriously sorry. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-962864004674676535?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/962864004674676535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=962864004674676535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/962864004674676535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/962864004674676535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-guilt-is-rising-every-single-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4139942833798998946</id><published>2007-12-15T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T03:09:21.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays started today, while everyone is cheering for it... I'm worried. I don't really want to go back to school so soon. I'm afraid, real afraid that my results would turn out so bad. I didn't really put in loads of effort this term test. I'm seriously filled with guilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4139942833798998946?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4139942833798998946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4139942833798998946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4139942833798998946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4139942833798998946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/holidays-started-today-while-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2732936094694385858</id><published>2007-12-12T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T02:23:52.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems to leave my blog alone these few days... Its the term test period and while everyone is mugging hard. My brain is shutting down. Monday was Maths paper, oh gosh, i dun even have the confident to say i will clear that paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Tuesday? Net fund. I'm confident, its a serious goner. Argh! My holy god. Give me the power! I don't want to have 4 supp papers coming to me at the end of the semester. Anyway, Friday is coming really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have so many things in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is really making me go mad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2732936094694385858?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2732936094694385858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2732936094694385858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2732936094694385858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2732936094694385858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/seems-to-leave-my-blog-alone-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-9177813160204730487</id><published>2007-12-06T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:43:45.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something set me thinking for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawy, Jinx and I were sitting at the pavilion near my house. We were approached by a stranger and he started taking his seat and chat. He talked about his life, how difficult was he living in Singapore, how difficult is it for him to find a job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even said that he wanted to commit suicide a number of times but was eventually alive again. I can't believe my ears when i heard him saying he wanted to witness his suicidal mission. A shiver was really casted down my spine at that moment of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person eventually went up saying, "I think I'm confident to do it now." "IF" i were to eye witness that scene, my nightmares would never ever end for years. God gave everyone of us a life, we have one life, live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every path of survival is carved out by our own hands. Fate cannot bring you anywhere for sure. If you just choose to end your life like that, is it fair to the people around you? Is it even fair to God who gave you a chance to be on planet earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some beings didn't have the chance to live past their twenties or even their tens. If you can live through your thirties, why is it that you do not cherish your lives like what others do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This taught me a real hard lesson. I learnt how precious was life at the same time, what life is going to bring us in the near future. I learnt how difficult life was going to be in Singapore in the near future. The high standard of living, the competition for jobs, everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will work hard to carve out my path of survival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-9177813160204730487?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9177813160204730487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=9177813160204730487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9177813160204730487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/9177813160204730487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/something-set-me-thinking-for-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-2111969709210556164</id><published>2007-12-03T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:54:14.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Term test is starting next Monday. O my, studies is making my head blow. Almost everyday i overcome the burning temperature and walk to school. The temperature is really making me go bonkers. Who knows one day i may faint of heat stroke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My energy level is getting lower and lower as each day passes by. I get so tired so easily nowadays. I wasted money today =( . I took a cab to school early in the morning. $5.60! Just from my house to school. O my, why did i have to wake up late in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really tire out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-2111969709210556164?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2111969709210556164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=2111969709210556164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2111969709210556164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/2111969709210556164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/term-test-is-starting-next-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4827182550921966039</id><published>2007-11-26T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:32:25.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a "period" of time since i ever touched blogging. It's another Monday. Monday states another week of school, another week of stress. Life at home hasn't been well these few days. Mum and Dad were quarreling over a few little problems. Arguments would often arise when they swap pointers with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday mum. I didn't meant to make you upset. It pains me when i see your tears rolling down your cheeks. I know, bringing a defiant child up isn't the best thing to do. I'm sorry for the things I've done to make you so upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, listen to my prayer. Spare me some happiness and health. Give it to the most important woman of my entire life. The one who has tolerated me for 18 years, the one who was there when i had no one to turn to, the one who was there when i met a setback, the one who will be there for sure throughout my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your wishes come true this birthday. Although there's nothing much that i can really do for you, i will try my very best to never make you upset again. I can't choose the family i want to be in, but since I'm here. I will put in my entire best to become a better son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4827182550921966039?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4827182550921966039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4827182550921966039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4827182550921966039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4827182550921966039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-has-been-period-of-time-since-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7271862854381449171</id><published>2007-11-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:09:38.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway, Net fund quiz was quite a goner today. However, we found something interesting in the Net fund lab. Our group of 4, had 4 lucky terminals. There were counter-strike in our terminals. O my, holy shit. Of course, we abide to the rules and played it after we done our lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice lesson we had. Its the first time, we decided to stay in the lab till the lesson end. Our facilitator had to rush us all out. Indeed, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was trying to survive in school today. I certainly hate Mondays, 9-6 is an entire killer. Anyway, i got cheered up during maths tutorial by Terence's videos. I almost laughed out my stomach, gosh that video was really hilarious. I managed to find it on youtube. I'm gonna post it no matter what. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about some Japanese Prank. Darling did have a great laugh over the phone also when she saw the video. O my O my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnVEA46Y3Rs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnVEA46Y3Rs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7271862854381449171?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7271862854381449171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7271862854381449171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7271862854381449171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7271862854381449171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/anyway-net-fund-quiz-was-quite-goner.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1197837186525287231</id><published>2007-11-18T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:45:47.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Net fund quiz is coming up tomorrow. My mind is blank. I flip over the pages of my net fund book, nothing is absorbed. Please, let everything get inside my mind, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a tiny weeny small counter in my blog. To my surprise, i found out that is counted up to 34. That means, 34 different Ip address viewed my blog. With 34 different people viewing my blog, why on earth are there only two tags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, caught game plan with darling yesterday. There was entirely no much cinemas showing that movie. Shaw Prince was one of the choices, but but... =D I shaldn't carry on any further. Our last resort, we caught it at Bedok princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a must watch movie anyway, the plot, the filming, the story, the actions. It brought out a wonderful story about a father who was self centered, and meeting up with his long lost daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, totally. Anyway, i stop here for the day. Leave a footprint if possible. Thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1197837186525287231?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1197837186525287231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1197837186525287231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1197837186525287231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1197837186525287231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/net-fund-quiz-is-coming-up-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7493131105095423847</id><published>2007-11-17T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:43:21.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing is in my mind. There is nothing to pen down. I'm blank =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't make the world goes round, its the ride that makes it worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes are coming on next week. Think i better get started with mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7493131105095423847?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7493131105095423847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7493131105095423847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7493131105095423847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7493131105095423847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-is-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-7759190797403271862</id><published>2007-11-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:05:30.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been as if decades since i ever heard you sound your unhappiness towards this issue. Every single time that name is mentioned, i know your voice would entirely change. I can sense it, but i chose to keep very quiet every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some problems can't be solved forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only solution to me is that we keep moving forward. Life changes single day of our lives. The earth will never stop revolving for any one of us. Time and tide waits for no men. Even if we turn back time, the problem is still floating around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't regret it at all. Didn't once would i ever bear to see you leaving. Never once would i ever want to see you upset. Every time when you're feeling upset, i told myself i should be the one there to cheer you up, to light up your day once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel any unfairness at all. I'm serious. I put myself in your shoes, i know the stress you're going through. The caught in between is something no one could ever take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, no matter what it takes. I will never want to lose you, no matter what price I'm going to pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-7759190797403271862?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7759190797403271862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=7759190797403271862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7759190797403271862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/7759190797403271862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-has-been-as-if-decades-since-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8629029123347203315</id><published>2007-11-13T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:50:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 employers contacted me,right after my semester started. What holy crap is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in lecture when i got an id withheld call. Picked it up and the first thing i hear was, "Hi, This is calling from golden village. Are you still interested in the job you applied for?" I was stunned, thinking why did you call me just so long after i applied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i did say i was interested in the job. But something went really wrong when i said, "I'm schooling right now." I can imagine, the person feeling while she was holding on to the telephone. She immediately replied,"Oh, this case ar... *Carried on with alot of crap* ended with.... Alright, i'll call you back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows when she's going to call back ya? Anyway, my school hours are quite corrupted. Although not very long hours, but Monday is seriously a torture. Guess what? I checked my email just now and found that i had a reply from an employer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a telemarketing job that i applied for really long time ago. He replied that he had just came back from overseas and would need an admin for two months. $6 per hour! $10 per secure appointment! BUT BUT BUT BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Weekdays office hours*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart really fell down from the 7th floor. No words could ever describe my feelings. Why on earth? Do you have to choose this timing to reply back to my mail? Why on earth? O MY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8629029123347203315?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8629029123347203315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8629029123347203315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8629029123347203315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8629029123347203315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-employers-contacted-meright-after-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-5706225208011364936</id><published>2007-11-11T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T04:03:25.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found myself to be in the wrong side of life. While everyone is sleeping like a log, i am here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I feel so lethargic. I hate school, i really hate it going to school. But without school, without education, I'm nothing,entirely nothing. This is what life Singapore is giving. Just for that piece of paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what life is going to be for the rest of my life? Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it. But i have one. Give me a good go, or take it away please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-5706225208011364936?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/5706225208011364936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=5706225208011364936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5706225208011364936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/5706225208011364936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/found-myself-to-be-in-wrong-side-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-6240352369556284079</id><published>2007-11-08T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:21:57.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fridays marks another day of school. My mood for school hasn't really been well. I just can't find any interest for school at all. This is getting real boring. Anyway, i went to my physcology tutorial for the first time. The subject itself was fun yet difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many bombastic terms were used. O my, am i going to survive in this particular cds? I really hope so. We were grouped up and unfortunately, I was slotted into a group randomly. Guess what? I got a really really indescribable group member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't point out his faults, but i really can't stand the wild imagination he has. Imagine you want a screwdriver to shoot out flame like a flamethrower? Wow, he really has the similar character as one of my classmate. *Guess who?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no far better anyway, i know that myself. Has been so so so 'nua'(hokkien word for lazy). Hoping to catch a movie this weekend with my precious. Anyway, i had been watching a drama named "Attack no. 1" by Aya Ueto. A Japanese volleyball drama which was played on Cable Tv before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me sososo, into volleyball? Nah, I'm joking. Although i got some thunder spikes, some great serves which no can do. *Giggles*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. My blog is turning stale soon. Motivate me to update more! Tag more people. I would really love your tags although i seldom reply. I'm always reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-6240352369556284079?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6240352369556284079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=6240352369556284079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6240352369556284079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/6240352369556284079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/fridays-marks-another-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1053976226280100963</id><published>2007-11-04T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:58:49.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is 4th of November. Guess whats the date tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be just another normal day to anyone else. It's certainly more than just a special day to me. These 365 days, our soul has always been in my heart. No matter how tough the day gets, thinking of you made me move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered. We started out before our first day of the o levels. A unique time that made the whole world envious of. We struggled through our first month, almost coming to a verge of breaking. I held my words back. I didn't say anything, i didn't want to watch you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many obstacles came stumbling on us. Although some are never going to be solved, i still see your blossom smile every single day. You never failed to make me smile, you never failed to make me laugh, you never failed to make me tear. Just like what i always do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many quarrels we had before, we always put things back at one again. We are going to have our one year anniversary. Tomorrow, its just tomorrow. So many things were stopping us back then , so many tounges were wagging , some people jumped to conclusion that we can't get this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we did it! I love your presence, your 'disturbances', your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all this while, thanks for the love that you have showered me with. Thanks for the understanding u gave to me. Thanks for always tolerating with my mistakes, with my nonsense. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling. I love you. From the day you stepped into my life, i told myself i was never going to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1 year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1053976226280100963?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1053976226280100963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1053976226280100963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1053976226280100963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1053976226280100963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-4th-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-8056808965302535650</id><published>2007-11-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:13:15.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its great. The feeling was certainly great. Slacking around with some of my greatest cliques was my desired weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped something for my one year gift. A surprise for darling on Monday. Time flies just so fast. In the blink of an eye. 365 days has passed, thousands of hours flew past, but our love still carrys on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, i wish. I wish for an eternal love. I wish for a love that would never end. I wish for a love that is perfect. Give me your hand, we will get there. Get to the paradise which is specially tailored for the two of us. Just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a really pleasant surprise indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-8056808965302535650?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8056808965302535650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=8056808965302535650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8056808965302535650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/8056808965302535650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-4937851325003961628</id><published>2007-11-01T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:22:52.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to Jon. Hope you will enjoyed your sweet 18. Finally, you can watch 300 at princess without taking my ic and being scolded by the crazy auntie. Excited ya? You're on the journey of no return =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, hasn't been really blogging these few days. Too bored to do anything. Even at school, my mood of studying has drop to rock bottom. Every single day, you stress about what you wear to school. When you're bathing, you're already thinking about other people perception about your dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it just cant get off my mind. How i really wish that we are able to wear a school uniform like before. I know this can't happen, but... its just one of my wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life didn't turn out well for me yesterday. I was so sick that i fell onto my bed at 10pm. I set my alarm at 12 to be online. I didn't wake up. I just woke up at 12.40am to stop my alarm from ringing. I could imagine how irritated was my brother while he was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today at 10am! 12 hours of sleep. Wow, and i still felt sick. My whole throat was 'corrupted'. Almost lost my voice today, what a stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick about what life is bringing me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-4937851325003961628?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4937851325003961628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=4937851325003961628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4937851325003961628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/4937851325003961628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-to-jon.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-3807175312344759467</id><published>2007-10-26T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:45:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across this video in school today. Turn up your volume =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Hu jintao is the leader of china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKo_RcdRlQs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKo_RcdRlQs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-3807175312344759467?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3807175312344759467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=3807175312344759467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3807175312344759467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/3807175312344759467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-came-across-this-video-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1685728776408069992</id><published>2007-10-25T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:03:50.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it was a really really tiring day for me. I didn't really get to sleep the whole night on Tuesday. My lessons were at 8 on Wednesday. It was just my stupid body clock that made it so. I shouldn't have adjusted it in this manner. I felt so regretful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things, i never ever took the effort to think about it. But I've decided to work this weekend. Money can't really buy everything in the world, but at least, money can buy MOST things in the world. I need it, to buy my new clothes, my needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular thing has set me thinking. I shouldn't have done that, i should have put in more effort, more time... Darling, ilu. I'm truly sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1685728776408069992?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1685728776408069992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1685728776408069992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1685728776408069992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1685728776408069992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/10/wow-it-was-really-really-tiring-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31572407.post-1950385715273016693</id><published>2007-10-23T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:33:34.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marked the first day of my school once again, wasn't any pleasant as I'm so so not excited to go back to school once again! The studies and studies and studies can really make me go mad. Anyway, today was 9-6. I think it should be the suckiest time ever for any ordinary person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine! First day and they are already throwing us with examples after examples for maths! O my, I hate school! I love darling instead. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31572407-1950385715273016693?l=reserved-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1950385715273016693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31572407&amp;postID=1950385715273016693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1950385715273016693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31572407/posts/default/1950385715273016693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reserved-space.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-marked-first-day-of-my-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Ivan Juntian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00945646254103991291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
