<?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-79799445079188460</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:05:27.100+08:00</updated><category term='情瘾'/><category term='The KH&apos;s record'/><category term='^^'/><category term='Why must it be fair when i was enjoying the unfair...'/><category term='God&apos;s wrath'/><category term='Die Another Day.'/><category term='another birthday personality test'/><category term='First time becoming king'/><category term='Ideaology'/><title type='text'>Warrioe's peace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79799445079188460.post-1690802337386449028</id><published>2008-06-08T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:09:33.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new post</title><content type='html'>ok. today was quite a fun day. went over for daphne's birthday party organized by the girls. Well. i wondered who ask this question and it really caught me offguard. "Hey, who's yr eye candy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time i was quite stun and didnt know what to say so i simply replied, "not in the class..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was quite true at that moment of time, but afterwards, i had some time to think alone for a while... here are the conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from the usual eye candies which i bet most of the guys in our class treat as eye candy too ( jean, rachel )&lt;br /&gt;i found that:&lt;br /&gt;-Audrey is quite petite and cute, but only when she doesnt act like a chilli pedi. &lt;br /&gt;-Mandy has really nice figure, but quite naggy...&lt;br /&gt;-sometimes i tend to spend look at sam too.dun get me wrong, i meant she really looks like my mum becoz she really have that kind of blur blur face which my mum has. haha.(not considered eye candy actually.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. this post is kind of extra. want to tell someone but dun really think anyone is suitable to hear all that. ya so heres why its in the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya another guy shoot this question at me," hey dun u feel angry at davin for being such an ass to u?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. Used to it. Davin really can piss me off and tends to bully me sometimes. Dun really like it but he only meant it as a joke so i didnt really take it too hard. Even if i take it hard, it will only make myself more angry right? i still want him as a friend( one loyal and idiotic gorilla friend). So this really looks like the advertisement where u only hear the good words and filter out the bad ones. I see the good points and turn blind at those bad points(although i really hope he can really show more respect. idiot.)haha. Lets not take it too hard, shall we. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-1690802337386449028?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/1690802337386449028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=1690802337386449028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/1690802337386449028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/1690802337386449028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-post.html' title='new post'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-4729300934185459267</id><published>2008-02-19T03:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T03:47:02.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>zzz. recently my sister was feeling emo. so as usual i counsel her. erm. sad to say, after the counselling my sister feel relieve le, but the sadness was transfered to me. i remembered my sad past which was the only failed attempted i couldnt bring myself to forget. well nvm. dun think anyone understands what i meant. feels so emo myself now. stress transfering really do work. at least my sis is fine now:)&lt;div 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title='zzz'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-5096823013463436455</id><published>2008-01-31T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:26:39.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很久没来，应该有一个月了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里很不舒服， 没地方诉苦， 就回来了。&lt;br /&gt;很多时侯当我不开心时， 大多都设法忘了。&lt;br /&gt;忘了不愉快， 不代表不曾难过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让步，不代表好欺负。&lt;br /&gt;不说，不代表没话说。&lt;br /&gt;说不出，只因忘了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我开始疑惑， 从小妈妈灌输给我的价值观是否错了。&lt;br /&gt;待人有礼， 别人不一定会还礼。&lt;br /&gt;为人着想， 吃亏得通常是自己。&lt;br /&gt;吵架吵输了，通常只因忘了我受的伤害。&lt;br /&gt;不想伤了人，难过伤心的人往往都是我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底我错了吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-8165958620866399155</id><published>2007-12-20T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T02:31:08.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After week of training, i could finally whole my handstand for abt 2 seconds, due to luck. erm. Why do i learn handstand? erm . let me think. i dun dance, so learning handstand for dancing wasnt the thing that sparks the interest in me. well.. must be that it feels kinda weird and there is a kind of satisfaction when u do a handstand successfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my successful handstand which last for 2 seconds makes me so happy and careless, so i landed on my head on the next attempt(using another method). yes it hurts. a bump on my left forehead. but, dun think that a small bump like that will keep me from practicing. i'll rest a while and continue!! p.s. that is when i never die of the head injury. been having the fear i'll never wake up. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LAST WORDS: I LOVE ALL THE ONES I LOVES. well. kinda of crap. think the injury is bad. haha.okay nite dear blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-8165958620866399155?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/8165958620866399155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=8165958620866399155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8165958620866399155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8165958620866399155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/12/after-week-of-training-i-could-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-3565747743250591981</id><published>2007-12-13T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:54:11.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi folk. back again. a few test and projects over. finally got time to blog. erm. updating u guys. recently picked up a new interest. now trying my best to do a handstand. ya thats right a handstand. now still at the beginning part of the training. very hard sia. oh ya. long time never go gym. sian. must wait one day got same time slot with gym buddy ah de. meanwhile. everyday pull ups and handstand practice lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-3565747743250591981?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/3565747743250591981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=3565747743250591981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3565747743250591981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3565747743250591981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-folk.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-8077843125837331004</id><published>2007-12-05T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:07:12.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s wrath'/><title type='text'>God's wrath</title><content type='html'>erm. great. cant remember how long has it been since i last blogged. juz wanted to share. LOL. theres some elder folk who believes that some time of the year u will offend the gods. then u will have super bad luck. well i didnt believe. lol. until recently. juz went to offer joss sticks to godness of mercy. hope my luck goes better.@#$#%$ damn suay la. Bad luck which involves blood. zzz. go sch ganna cut by door. First blood. Shave moustache cut my finger. 2nd blood. better dun take anymore chance. better safe than sorry. godness of mercy...save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-8077843125837331004?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/8077843125837331004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=8077843125837331004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8077843125837331004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8077843125837331004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/12/gods-wrath.html' title='God&apos;s wrath'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-2980482317168883409</id><published>2007-11-13T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:54:36.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day in sch</title><content type='html'>The air is fresh and the sunshine is warm, well it's the 2nd day of sch. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway today i'm affected greatly by one incident that happened. well the person in the story will never visit my blog so maybe no one will know what happened actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it's was in lesson and i tried to be friendly by being cheeky. perharp i am a idiot, but i received a overwhelming reply." its none of your business " was what i was told. thats true. Perharps thats something wrong with how i am now as a human. I should really mind my own business and stop bugging others. not all ppl accept cheeky as friendliness, or my form of being cheeky sux to the core and irritates a lot of ppl. not the first time i received similar impression that i'm a person who will not give any impact to anyone even if i do get bang by a car someday. Maybe i'm better off by my own. minding my own business. damn. how come funny when i'm sad at the same time. "Mind your own business" accounting software keeps popping into my mind.zzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this is just another post i feel i should make when something left a deep impact to my brain. Thanks to the person who enlightened me. I will mind my own business and be a better guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-2980482317168883409?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/2980482317168883409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=2980482317168883409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2980482317168883409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2980482317168883409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/11/2nd-day-in-sch.html' title='2nd day in sch'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-5211952001016743920</id><published>2007-10-21T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:34:50.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>Hi. long time no see, u all thought i mati. Finally got some time to blog after a long while. Something to update, i'm no longer working at espn. Details involved a weird boss, new temps, lack of space. Anyway, main thing i want to talk abt is my first experience in clubbing. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went with one of my friend in zouk( yes one. a person who is unfamiliar with zouk also) after my work at LG phones. The experience was quite interesting, although at the start we made a few dumb encounters. (which is the entrance, how do we get our drinks? blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach there around 9.46 just in time to make it for the cheaper entrance rate(waakakakaa) and hang around the place to familiarize. the place was rather spacious when we arrive as the main party crowd issnt here yet. So we ordered a jug of vodka orange to crench our thirst first. Chat until 10.30pm, we decided to have supper so we go out to have oyster omelette. Came back to our suprise that the fun is starting. We started dancing and dancing, while having one drink and another and another. LOL. totally cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancing was the coolest part when we only have 2 person in our theme. We go into the middle of the crowd with some minor difficulties(or rather a lot)and enjoy the atmosphere and have our dancing spree there. People in the middle were grinding here and there, so of coz i had to join in the fun. Had my fill of grinds. Shiok. Saw an indian guy who was totally pro. He push himself forward to a gang of girls, pretending that people behind is pushing him. Arms on each girl, he began flirting and grinding too. LOL. i saw the whole process so i decided to give that indian some help. lol. i push and push him so he dun need to act as if he was pushed when he was really pushed.ok. i know i'm lame. quite pissed when he squeeze himself passs me to reach the girls.okay end of story, will post one photo soon.OH YA. ppl, especially girls, feel free to invite me when go clubbing,i'm a monster when clubbing.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-5211952001016743920?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/5211952001016743920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=5211952001016743920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/5211952001016743920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/5211952001016743920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/10/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-4474329844788262925</id><published>2007-09-16T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:41:56.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First time becoming king'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, went to clint's house on saturday nite and actually reached there near midnight. Dextos is staying over at clint's house for his 5 day stay in singapore so we decided to drink there. well cool then, first time drinking so high alcoholic content de drink. LOL. Whiskey mixed with cola. only 4 cups of 350ml and 1 can of beer and i'm merry like a king.starting i drink at an average drinking rate. Then we we started to play poker. haha. nope. i didnt lose a lot. in fact i went on a winning spree.LOL. It was only after the 2nd cup then we decided to drink to our content drink for something. well dextos was drinking for ms lim, and clint for nic, so naturally i drank for "her". Since this was a drink for her, i emptied the cup in 2 go. lol. and from there i started to get a bit high. after the next cup i was ready to dance.haha Ok  had to plead clint to let me take a taxi home as he worried i will be completely drank. reached home abt 4am and slept a few hours before i go to work today-_- hangover damn xiong sia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-4474329844788262925?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/4474329844788262925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=4474329844788262925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4474329844788262925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4474329844788262925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-went-to-clints-house-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-316071102763990411</id><published>2007-09-12T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T01:18:30.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another test</title><content type='html'>Yet another test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/personality/personality.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/images/personality_philosopher.gif" alt="Testriffic.com" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-316071102763990411?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/316071102763990411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=316071102763990411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/316071102763990411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/316071102763990411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/09/yet-another-test.html' title='yet another test'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-932170532725570320</id><published>2007-09-09T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:25:43.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>well. finally found time to blog. started working on monday and will be going to work 7 days a week. figured out maybe by tiring myself i will get to forget things i shouldnt remember. Woke up one day later after the last relapse and set myself a new goal of earning at least 2k in this holiday. doing it the hard way... oh ya. if that doesnt keep me bz, i still have gym to go and bike to learn. maybe have to push bike to after holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after meeting one of my feel best friends after work together for a round of lan gaming. yes... i always play play lan wif best friends and good friends. kinda of my group's activity. After the whole event was damn tired. but guess who i saw.&lt;br /&gt;Click the link below to see if u cant see the thumbnail.If you have no idea who is he, go &lt;br /&gt;http://xiaxue.blogspot.com to learn more abt him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RuLbvd4BdtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cWuLyoFmFOI/s1600-h/090807233837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RuLbvd4BdtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cWuLyoFmFOI/s320/090807233837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107886535911503570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz figured it will be funny to prove that i saw him. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-932170532725570320?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/932170532725570320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=932170532725570320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/932170532725570320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/932170532725570320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/09/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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/_1amA1EA9YJA/RuLbvd4BdtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cWuLyoFmFOI/s72-c/090807233837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79799445079188460.post-339399446943645451</id><published>2007-08-30T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:47:54.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='情瘾'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不知何时， 我已把我对她的感情，&lt;br /&gt;视为我想但戒不去的情瘾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨日，情瘾又犯。&lt;br /&gt;感觉好像犯了毒瘾般折腾，&lt;br /&gt;让我全身不适。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;躺在床上，&lt;br /&gt;柔软的床感觉比地板硬。&lt;br /&gt;天气炎热，&lt;br /&gt;但我全身不禁打起冷战。&lt;br /&gt;刚吃完饭，&lt;br /&gt;但我提不起丝毫一点力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别误会，&lt;br /&gt;我没生病。&lt;br /&gt;但我受不了精神上的痛苦，&lt;br /&gt;昨日很早就睡了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-339399446943645451?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/339399446943645451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=339399446943645451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/339399446943645451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/339399446943645451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-6210590962110720279</id><published>2007-08-27T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:59:01.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another birthday personality test'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always knew my weakness was that i get addicted too ezily.LOL totally accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7月6日 磁石般的欲望   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对7月6日出生的人来说，他们的人际关系和事业总是陷于男女之间的欲望游戏中，有时候生命中的际遇就像宿命般无可避免，似乎没有什么选择的余地。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这天出生的人会以热情对待所向往的目标，也不管那个目标是什么，似乎一旦锁定了就终生不渝，特别是在年轻时所着迷的人事物。对他们来说，感觉的确是最高的指导原则，超越了所谓的事先筹划，也没有改变的可能。例如他们心中会认为自己必须有另一个情人或朋友；或是疯狂地渴望某个奖品、奖励、事业或办公室；或者也有可能情不自禁地受到性、金钱的吸引，但那都纯粹是一种欲望，而与任何特定的对象或目标毫不相关。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们这种危险的磁石般欲望可说是五花八门、种类繁多。当他们失去心仪的对象时，内心的震惊、失落和绝望可是会引起大灾难的，而且如果他们傻得不知道分散风险，而孤注一掷的话，到头来可能会使他们忽略或错过其他更值得掏心掏肺的对象。这么一来，结果可能是他们会对曾经爱慕过的对象由爱生根，同时对这段感情充满悔意。如果他们向往的是较为一般的事物（例如性或金钱），他们势必会接触到五花八门的人性。可是当他们深陷在不正常的男女关系中时，他们则会放弃自己的身体和灵魂，连同自己的理想、利益甚至自尊都让垃圾车给收走了。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成长是要付出昂贵代价的，这天出生的人在缴交过无数字费之后，终于渐渐分得清楚是非好坏，也学到了宝贵的经验。较聪明的人甚至会领悟到应该将他们的个体户转换成正面的动力，而且了解只要他们与心仪对象维持一段距离，就能避免让它成为毁灭的力量。他们会了解到生活总是要过下去的，不能老是去迷恋、依赖或是困在自己的情绪深渊中。他们会善加利用自己魔力般的能力去促进个人的成长、学习、自我意识以及精神上的发展。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果能够察觉潜藏在内心深处的欲魔，这天出生的人必须要有心理准备去面对更强大的挑战和责任。这时候他们所学到的重大教训，便是要对每一天、每一刻和每一个和他互动的人都付出关怀和善心，而不是将他们的全部精力都孤注一掷，投注在同一件事物上（这到最后总是导致嫉妒、羡慕、占有和随之而来的挫折感），更进一步的来说，这天出生的人如果懂得放下，那么他们的生活就会变得更开放多变，生命出不会再沉重到那么难以承受了。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸运数字和守护星 &lt;br /&gt;7月6日出生的人受数字6与金星的影响。由数字6所主导的人具有磁铁般的魅力，吸引爱情和仰慕者，而且金星和社交上的互动有很强的关连，所以6日出生的人会发现他们几乎没有自己的时间来做自己的工作，或是静下来好好地独处，做一些有关个人成长的努力。这一天出生的人多半会让浪漫的确良爱主导他的一生。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;健康 &lt;br /&gt;7月6日出生的人需要定期地给自己放个小假，离开工作和情人，让自己有机会独处，以便发展出一种自我控制的能力和自觉。因为这一天出生的人对某些事很容易上瘾，所以他们要小心不要被毒品或是这类的东西所捆绑，同时也要留意避免对食物和酒精上瘾，更糟的情况是，他们会拒绝摄取必要的营养成分，而养成有害的饮食习惯。如果可能，他们应该尽量均衡摄取各式各样的食物，而不是只迷恋特定的食物种类。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;建议 &lt;br /&gt;学习懂得放手。接受各种新的经验和改变。发展出意志力和洞察力，以抗拒各种有害的诱惑。悠游地享受生活，轻松一下。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;名 人 &lt;br /&gt;芙丽达卡萝(Fried Kahlo)墨西哥象征写实画家，出生于德国，嫁给了狄亚哥里维拉。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;台湾歌星林志炫，原为“优客李林”的主唱，他以高亮清越的美声见长，成名作《认错》。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;西藏达赖喇嘛，1959年逃往印度。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;荷兰抗暴人士霍斯特(Katie ter Horst)，因第二次世界大战期间从事地下抗暴运动著称，被称为“阿纳姆的天使”。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;席维期史特龙(Sylvester Stallone)美国电影演员，以演出《第一滴血》和《洛基》等系列动作片著名。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俄国钢琴家和指挥家阿胥肯纳吉(Vladimir Ashkenazy)，曾获得多项国际大奖，被誉为1950年以来最优秀的钢琴家之一。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;塔罗牌 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大秘仪塔罗牌的第6张是“恋人”，象征通过两性结合而使全人类团结在一起的“爱”。牌面正立时，表示道德、美学以及肉体上更高层次的感情与渴望；牌面倒立则代表欲求不满、多愁善感和迟疑不决。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静思语 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是两条交凡线上的交叉点。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;优点 &lt;br /&gt;魅力无穷、专一、全心投入。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缺点 &lt;br /&gt;痴情种子、钻牛角尖、容易上瘾。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-6210590962110720279?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/6210590962110720279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=6210590962110720279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/6210590962110720279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/6210590962110720279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/08/always-knew-my-weakness-was-that-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-3739426894729352253</id><published>2007-08-18T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:56:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 hour of suffering, 1 min of relief</title><content type='html'>Hi, its me again.today's topic is, "1 hour of suffering, 1 min of relief". Blogged today cause i feel i should remember this moment. LOL. today was a interesting day. Its the firework festival!!! okay. My friends and i went to watch the fireworks today and we arrived about 5 plus to boook a seat. the waiting before 8.40( firework at 9pm) was actually quite pleasant with all the chatting, reading, games, but i regretted doing one thing. remind me next time not to do that again. stupid burger king, curse u close shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had "tabao" the burger king value meal and had the meal while waiting. i actually forgotten the fact that toilet wont be available during the last 2 hour of the wait when the crowd starts gathering, and finished the big cup of stupid coke. I feel the urge to go to the toilet at the last 10 mins when the firework is abt to start but its no longer possible for me to go(everywhere is packed with ppl except the sea). So..well... no choice. i have to wait for it to end. the show would be good if not for the urge to go toilet. the lighted kites before the fireworks would receive praise from me in other days, but it received curses from me today for wasting my time. the firework only started at 9.20, and lasted for abt 15-20 mins. I couldnt enjoy the firework at all.althought the firework was very interesting, i thought it was taking far too long. to make things worse, every bursting of the fireworks gives me the illusion of my bladder bursting. the sprinkling of the fireworks reminded me of the liquid inside. You may want to ask me why not go to the toilet? well i was trapped and there was no way i could get pass the crowd. the only open way was the sea-_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i tahan the whole 45 mins before the whole firework ends. i rushed pass all the people when they started to move but to my horror, when i reached the entrance, the police man to me i was not allowed to enter from that entrance and i had to detour to go into the esplanade. bloody police men. hope all the policemen gets bladder problem while they are on duty. i took another 15 mins to detour round the sea of people, and with the highest possible speed, rushed to the toilet in the esplanade. Honestly, i think its the world record man... i urinated for 1 whole minute, tap open at full blast. can anyone beat my record? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-3739426894729352253?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/3739426894729352253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=3739426894729352253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3739426894729352253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3739426894729352253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/08/1-hour-of-suffering-1-min-of-relief.html' title='1 hour of suffering, 1 min of relief'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-7411026387621456622</id><published>2007-08-15T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:09:09.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideaology'/><title type='text'>Ideaology</title><content type='html'>Well it's been quite long since i last blogged. Didn't actually want to talk about my sad things as will go on for quite long if i do. Lets see what can i talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking home alone as usual along a lonely path, listening to my songs, and some stupid thoughts(as usual) comes into my mind. I thought, i am on quite bad luck recently but nevertheless,buddha already have a path for me to follow and i will only need to trust him. Oh wait. izznt that what christians believe? Christians believe that they only need to trust god and god will guide them, whereas buddhists let nature takes its way? am i following the right god? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought further, islam looks like a good religon to follow. All the followers do things( praying) together, and it sounds great for a teamwork lover like me. However, I thought again. I cant bare to give up my ba gua and all the pork i love. Well, too bad then. Why not christianity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. Never mind about christianity... sorry Jesus. too bad i follow buddha first and Buddha never says this," hey kia how, i dun like u and dun want u to follow me." So, i will stubbornly follow Buddha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha!!!I'm following u!!! wooohooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-7411026387621456622?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/7411026387621456622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=7411026387621456622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/7411026387621456622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/7411026387621456622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/08/ideaology.html' title='Ideaology'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-5718683920472267063</id><published>2007-07-20T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:54:18.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>[Warrioe] To all Friends/ Brothers ,  我正式宣布我失恋了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another person i will remember. ALL BROTHERS, WHO FREE WHO MSN/ SMS ME PLZ. THX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-5718683920472267063?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/5718683920472267063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=5718683920472267063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/5718683920472267063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/5718683920472267063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-4909935636430906152</id><published>2007-07-16T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T03:06:59.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Die Another Day.'/><title type='text'>FAMILY</title><content type='html'>why do i in this family...i feel this home is what i loved and yet i dun feel any happiness from it. not a single person in my family is happy. mum and dad shouldnt have married in first place, we shouldnt be born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not what i was used to be. Confidence and happy has long left me for years(6? maybe 7?) I feel weak. my sis is right,i cant protect her.Why am i a Cancer.Cancer dun like to put on fights. i think thats the start of the point where i lost my confidence. Dad and mum fight, and i cant protect my sis and mum from the violence. why am i a boy. As a boy i cant do any shit. i know i am a problematic child. hiding from my problems in cyber games. cant help being a geek. My sis feels like killing herself,while my younger sis fears of getting killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like killing myself.But as the only guy in the house who is clear in mind, i cant. Logic and my sense of righteousness does not allow me to do that. Still have to be strong and be an example for my sisters not to do anything silly.Still have to be okay so my mum has less 1 person to worry abt. Dun ask me why i no confidence.Dun ask me why i keep failing. Dun ask me why i always cant express my love for the girl i like(even if i did, its either too late or useless).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my brothers.alvin, yx, anson where are u. where are all those best friends i can tell my sadness. F****, i know its nt got to do with u, but how i wished u are here for me.its not going to be possible, but hopes dont cost me a cent, why not hope.Will u ever read this, i wonder? I feel incomplete, losing more and more parts of me as time passes. My confidence left me, my happiness has gone halfway, and love from me is dying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making much sense here i know, never been a good sense talker.not in this state, not in the present. maybe in the past. I was smart in the past and i feel smart. Since sec2/3, that feeling is long gone. i feel dumb everyday and i cant help to act like a dumb, even when i know i arent one. Life feels so tiring for me.when can i rest? 50 years? i cant tahan this long but i have to make my siblings believe that what they(and myself) thought of doing is foolish.will i live to see another day? i hope i can juz die of gas poisoning. or maybe carbon dioxide when i go to sleep later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-4909935636430906152?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/4909935636430906152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=4909935636430906152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4909935636430906152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4909935636430906152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/family.html' title='FAMILY'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-2124485869918098442</id><published>2007-07-12T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:29:09.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why must it be fair when i was enjoying the unfair...'/><title type='text'>Unwanted unfairness and unwanted fairness</title><content type='html'>I had always believe the world is unfair and i hated the unfairness until one day, the unfairness befall on me but this time, it benefited me. The makers of the world send this this opportunity to see the perfect person one would like as a partner...lol...to a loser like me. How i wish the unfairness to last longer. Just as i was happily enjoying the unfairness, the makers revealed their evil nature and brought fairness back to earth. Sigh. I hate the makers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-2124485869918098442?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/2124485869918098442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=2124485869918098442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2124485869918098442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2124485869918098442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/unwanted-unfairness-and-unwanted.html' title='Unwanted unfairness and unwanted fairness'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-6762937366567588406</id><published>2007-07-07T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T01:18:30.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The KH&apos;s record'/><title type='text'>WAKAAKAK</title><content type='html'>OMG. As expected... my sis broke the record of the most expensive gift i get from birth. erm...omg....SHE GAVE ME A MP3 !!!!omg....i'm still feeling so high from the good times i had the day b4(5/7), and here she bring me to newer heights again with the mp3. Oh buddha, how am i be able to sleep.... MP3!!! THE Zenstone!!!!...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz a nice time to have a creative product. i'm doing a project on creative and apple products. So now i officially have a reason to be a mystery shopper. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.This year i have 2 favourite presents. guess what are they..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-6762937366567588406?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/6762937366567588406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=6762937366567588406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/6762937366567588406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/6762937366567588406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/wakaakak.html' title='WAKAAKAK'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-4729527780130794265</id><published>2007-07-06T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:09:34.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='^^'/><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a natural progression from friendship. You are almost always friends first.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are loyal, steady, and honest. You are not a cheater or even much of a flirt. &lt;br /&gt;You are likely to stay friends with your ex... and open to rekindling something in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 6th, 15th, and 24th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-4729527780130794265?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/4729527780130794265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=4729527780130794265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4729527780130794265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4729527780130794265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-3612137389532577080</id><published>2007-07-06T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T01:06:18.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!!</title><content type='html'>today is so HAPPY!!!!YAY!!! although projects n lessons are torturing, i had one of the most wonderful day^^. &lt;br /&gt;celebrated my birthday eariler with one of the most important person in my life. Well had nice dinner and the night was great^^ Also received the best present i ever received from a single person(aside from my sis that is). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pics which i will treasure a lot, but will not post it up, due to some personal reasons. People who consider themselves one of my best friends / super good friends may apply to take a look:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night was great, dinner was romantic, durian was TASTY!!!, gifts was abundant... and beloved friends were all smsing/msning me to wish me happy birthday^^ wooohooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[Warrioe] Feels like fairy tale. KHbrella gets to go to the ball, in a watermelon carriage drag by 4 dogs. I'm in the fairy tales!! had a wonderful day with the princess^^"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-3612137389532577080?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/3612137389532577080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=3612137389532577080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3612137389532577080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3612137389532577080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy.html' title='Happy!!'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-6465551600638001614</id><published>2007-07-04T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:25:43.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Birthday</title><content type='html'>Okay. heres a post to show how happy i am. haha.lame.&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm very surprise that the gal gang actually remembered my birthday.lol. Not only that... they bought me a bag and give me b4 my birthday(no sch on friday^^)!!! omg thats the first time i receive a gift so expensive from people other than my family members^^. If though i had bought a bag to replace my old one, i'm damn happy to receive that bag. haha. luckily its is of a totally different design than the one i bought.&lt;br /&gt;ok heres the gift i receive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouSuSQxaYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nmnf8EL2mFE/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouSuSQxaYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nmnf8EL2mFE/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083317928291559810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the benefit of my group of friends who sent me the gift, heres how my bag looked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouTMSQxaZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/s8Ln-p5Cisg/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouTMSQxaZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/s8Ln-p5Cisg/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083318443687635346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. hey. my gang. its time u all fan xing fan xing le. yes i mean u guys. alvin and yx. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. since i'm having a good mood, i shall introduce my bed mate to u guys out there. its name is called " bear"  or " bear bear".hehe. erm, it looks damn old and disgusting and looked like frankastein, maybe its becoz its abt 12 years old and had been sew up for more than 10 times. lol. heres how it looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouTkyQxaaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GruA1yWdSXU/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouTkyQxaaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GruA1yWdSXU/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083318864594430370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok everyone say hi to bear bear. well, guess it will accompany me in my dreams until it is beyond repair, or until one day when my gal(if i have one) request me to discard it. hehe. guess wont be so soon b4 i have to discard it...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, I will thank the gal gang once again , so thx to Aqilah, Marcel, Nasreen, Sahara, Syam...muachx(dun vomit arh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-6465551600638001614?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/6465551600638001614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=6465551600638001614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/6465551600638001614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/6465551600638001614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/07/pre-birthday.html' title='Pre-Birthday'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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/_1amA1EA9YJA/RouSuSQxaYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nmnf8EL2mFE/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79799445079188460.post-663542057162791682</id><published>2007-06-26T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:30:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWOT analysis by JekYew</title><content type='html'>SWOT analysis by JekYew.. done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- easy going, friendly, hardworking&lt;br /&gt;W- too lame, boring ( bro, life is meaningless without music)&lt;br /&gt;O- can be good friend to share heart troubles or joys&lt;br /&gt;T- might turn gay if fail to engage a good relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality test(lol. some parts accurate abt me. other personality test never say b4 de. but one part i nt too sure. PS. i am LEFT-LEFT)&lt;br /&gt;First, identify yourself as right or left brain person:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hold your hands together, as if you were praying. &lt;br /&gt;Look at your hands. If you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left thumb is below the right thumb ---&gt; left brain&lt;br /&gt;Right thumb is below the left thumb ---&gt; right brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fold your arms in front of you (as if you are angry) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right arm above left arm ---&gt; left brain&lt;br /&gt;Left arm above right arm ---&gt; right brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on 1+2 (order important), below is the interpretation of your personality: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right-Left &lt;br /&gt;Considerate, traditional, indirect type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can instinctly read other's emotion, and respond friendly by natures. Although not very into taking intiatives in moving forward, but this person will always take a step back in supporting others. Stable personality and considerate, give others a being protected feeling. But the weakness is they cannot say no; regardless how unwilling they are, they will take care of others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right-Right&lt;br /&gt;Loves challenges type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straightfoward. Once they decided on one thing, will take action right away. Very curious, and love challenges. Dare to face dangers without thinking through (sometimes foolishly). Their weakness is they dont listen to others, will filter in only what whey want to hear in a conversation, and very subjective. However, because of their straightforward attitude, they tend to be fairly popular. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-Left&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated, cold, perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very logical in all aspects. The only way to defeat (or win over) him/her is through reasons. Has a lot of prides, and feeling strongly about doing the right thing. If they are your friends, they are very trustworthy. However, if they are your opponets, they will be very tough to deal with. Because they can be very "anal" as a perfectionist, they usually leave a bad impression of being hard to deal with when first met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-Right&lt;br /&gt;Likes to take care of others, leader type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a cool and keen observation ability to see through situations, yet still can be considerate in others needs. Because of their cool and calm nature, and strong sense of responsibility, they tend to become head of a group. Popular among people. However, they may not be able to help themselves in meddling because they want to take care of others too much. Very concerned about how others view them, and always on alert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-663542057162791682?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/663542057162791682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=663542057162791682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/663542057162791682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/663542057162791682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/06/swot-analysis-by-jekyew.html' title='SWOT analysis by JekYew'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-10787138656336721</id><published>2007-06-14T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:29:47.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>lol as topic. long time neever post sia. can even see spider web hanging around my blog. a lot of stuff happened by basically the same rules apply. no sad things / happy things i wont blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently got sad things also. duno how to say. i will be there for her (thats all i can say) and be sad for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok happy things also got. ipp (internship) get A sia..wakakakakaa.&lt;br /&gt;情场失意&lt;br /&gt;职场得意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愚者心情&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-10787138656336721?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/10787138656336721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=10787138656336721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/10787138656336721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/10787138656336721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-3481983802166280146</id><published>2007-04-24T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:37:41.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed. no one's fault</title><content type='html'>Before i start on my nagging, i would like to mention a few points. I wont blog unless it means something significant to me, meaning this shows that the person in story is significant to me. Also, the person i mention did no wrong on his/her part. It just due to my own different way of seeing things that i felt pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walking wif a good pal to a certain place today. On the way there, my friend did a certain act which i personally is very against. The act he/she did is nt illegal, do not much damage to me, but its just out of my own reasons i hate it. Well i made a request for him/her nt to do that act while i'm accompanying him/her. However he/she replied,:" i've no obilgation to stop that". i figured that its true that he was right by saying that so i could say nt abt it. However, its a cancer's characteristic to feel hurt unneccessarily so i had somehow think more abt it. Its nt wrong for my friend to have a mind of his own and do things regardless of opinion of others. i am just sad to know that friends had so low influence over him/her. Maybe it may be just for me not for others,(although friend said he/she also treats other ppl the same) i feel kinda of disappointed to know how little i meant to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said, its nt my friend's fault he/she do things in his/her way but as a cancer i cant help but think more and unneccessarily. Since its not his fault i think its nt good if i just tell him/her how i felt. Even if i did, it may be of no concern to him/her. The reason why i wrote this post is becoz i hope he/she knows i feel but yet i dun wish to confront him/her. thats all. I think too much.Actually thats more to what i've typed so far but i think i'm nt one person who knows how to communicate fully on how i felt. hope one day i'll find someone who knows me more than i know myself to help me communicate. ^^ sweet dream everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-3481983802166280146?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/3481983802166280146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=3481983802166280146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3481983802166280146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/3481983802166280146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/04/pissed-no-ones-fault.html' title='Pissed. no one&apos;s fault'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-4529191394147640116</id><published>2007-04-24T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:19:43.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><content type='html'>Below is a small paragraph of information about my horoscope which i read b4 and think its quite true abt me. It will be connected to why i come to the feeling which i will be mentioning later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not the easiest person to understand, you are an introvert with a capital I. Emotions are hidden beneath the tough exterior that you possess -- quite similar to the crustacean that represents your zodiac sign. Although you can be kind and affable, your mood swings are unpredictable, tending to be bitter and melancholic, often feeling hurt unnecessarily. While you like to draw sympathy, you can be fairly insensitive towards others, snapping, being rude and short-tempered. However, your seemingly cruel behavior is only a clever means to hide your own insecurities and complexes. Inside, you are almost like a timid, hurt child. You can be admirably kind, generous, understanding and gracious, if all is well with you. Cancerians can be seen involved in many charitable activities, although they will all be at a very public level. No matter how unpleasant you may seem to some people, you have a conscience that prompts you to do the right things - like standing by people in their time of need. Like most water signs, you too have good intuitive powers and mostly put them to good use in managing your life. You have an urge to travel to distant lands but you are a home-loving person. You can do without being so crabby, if one may say so. Keep your moods in check. Remember the people you hurt most often are the ones who have been good to you. You tend to make a mountain out of the molehill and are prone to self-pity. Reserve some of your sensitivity for others who may need it. You can be a tad untidy which won't endear you to more stable signs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-4529191394147640116?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/4529191394147640116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=4529191394147640116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4529191394147640116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/4529191394147640116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/04/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-7564960244303617861</id><published>2007-04-23T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T10:01:41.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oo ...my personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5A36BB17.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5CA8BFBC.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1CC3FA29.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5D5D2679.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-62450FCE.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-351AAC0D.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-39EF8686.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2F50C3FA.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-32FDF9D5.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5DD0E519.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-42BB5FC.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;lovelabel=TOUCHY FEELY&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=240569-e105&amp;srv=iwebhd5" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own 10 weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have a Bear which keeps me company when i sleep, or when i am sad, in which it will act as the poor fellow who gets torture by me(e.g. Thrown into the air and hit the wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I hate ppl to touch my nose. Touch my nose and u are dead meat. This rules applies to gals and boys. Girlfriend exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Likes to read in toilet.(Bring one who English fantasy book inside the toilet sometimes. always ganna scolding by mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Often communicate through msn. I have more msn contacts then i have my friend's handphone number. dun forget to give me yr email if u are my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Tends to wander off in thoughts sometimes. Especially when i try to imagine and picture things in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Never come to talk to me when i'm flared or angry. Do it at yr own risk. Honestly its useless trying to calm me down as it's kinda of useless. Wait for some moments for me to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Loves to eat chicken.(dun ask me why. ask my dna or try asking some fortune teller whether i am a weasel in my last life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Hates to eat hard+chewy food. (e.g Char Siew, over-night duck rice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Never been in relatioship before. Though got some failed attempt in getting myself into one, but ya...unsuccessful so far. Maybe it's juz becoz i sux. or rather I'm like william hung. Too idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Gets turned on by slim girl with long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me see. ok heres who i'll tell ,&lt;br /&gt;Eileen&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah&lt;br /&gt;Jacinta&lt;br /&gt;Emilyn&lt;br /&gt;Jensen&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Hui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-8966497941403567703?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/8966497941403567703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=8966497941403567703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8966497941403567703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8966497941403567703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/04/tagger-game.html' title='Tagger Game'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-2581230266848814844</id><published>2007-03-14T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T08:59:45.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;showhand&lt;/span&gt;. And as expected, i lost the bet. However, i do not feel as terrible as i had expected to feel. Let me describe how i feel. I feel sad yet relieved. And if 1 degree of sadness = 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pushup&lt;/span&gt;, i just did 100 of them in one shot. Oh damn, my gym cramp still haven recover, now i wondered how the hell i finished the 100 in one shot. On the other hand, feels like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; lost a stone in my heart, can breathe more freely now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i can be muscular in 3 months if i carry on like that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-2581230266848814844?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/2581230266848814844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=2581230266848814844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2581230266848814844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2581230266848814844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/03/declaration.html' title='Declaration'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-8819461208775110291</id><published>2007-03-05T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:40:42.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My past- part 1(innocently dumb), the happy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My past- part 1(innocently dumb) , the happy days&lt;br /&gt;Ok, where shall i start? erm...lets see. I was born into the family 18 years ago, and at that time, my family was very poor. Very very poor. We lived in those old old hdb flats wif only 1 room and 1 living room during my first 7 years of my life. A lot of ppl ever asked me why i was so predjudice towards my younger sister, than to my elder sister. Well, maybe heres the answer. That time of life, our family had just gain independence ( had our own house) so our family was poor. My parents couldnt support 3 kid at the same, so my youngest sister was kept at my grandma(father's side) house, while me and my elder sister lived together. That period of life, everything was really simple. I was a very soft boy who is contented wif playing juz wif lego toys. u might thing lego is quite expensive. However, the one i had was only abt one small box, and i played wif it everyday for 4 years. Dumb, but happy. Everything was simple. I'm will get happy juz by watching one simple cartoon or simple horror movie( those old old zombie show). My sister and I spend our childhood doing stupid things together, like jumping on parents bed and land wif our head,LOL. we will try to slot ourself in the middle of matress(stacked up on our parents bed...) as it was really cooling in old days, so mum will had hard time finding us even though its such a stupid place. Those good old days.To be continued~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-8819461208775110291?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/8819461208775110291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=8819461208775110291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8819461208775110291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8819461208775110291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-past-part-1innocently-dumb.html' title='My past- part 1(innocently dumb), the happy days'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-1700567054675884605</id><published>2007-02-28T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:08:41.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lol...da mn...ganna caught by adsense of couraging friends to click ads and clicking on it myself, well...who needs those cents anyway..haha...today suay la..overslept and take taxi to office. Spent a whole $10 from serangoon north to toa payoh...( normally cost $5-7) ...what a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-1700567054675884605?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/1700567054675884605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=1700567054675884605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/1700567054675884605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/1700567054675884605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/screw.html' title='Screw'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-255298579978548911</id><published>2007-02-22T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:00:24.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil Vs Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Contradicting to the webpage name, i mostly post when i do not find peace within my heart. After all who would be posting in blogs when they are happy and enjoying themselves? ok now for the story...yes again a sad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must a person who is sad and angry, do things to make others sad and angry too? erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An angel and a devil was quarralling over the head of our main character, Mr Stupid, who was queuing up in a line infront of the kfc counter.&lt;br /&gt;Angel: dun do anything stupid arh.&lt;br /&gt;Devil: ok now...ordering 5 sets of family feast, 2 sets of chicky meal, 5 ice cream cone and then cancelling the order issnt as stupid as u thought u know.&lt;br /&gt;Angel: Who in the right mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do that? are u insane?&lt;br /&gt;Devil: you're right, who in the right mind would do that...erm... however, i wouldnt consider a person who is heart broken, tired and sad, and found that theres no dinner at home, to be in a right mind do u?&lt;br /&gt;Angel: ...&lt;br /&gt;Just when they are amidst of the quarral, Mr Stupid procceed on to buy a set of 2 piece chicken meal, ignoring his advisors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well obviously Mr Stupid is too sad and tired to do nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-255298579978548911?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/255298579978548911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=255298579978548911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/255298579978548911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/255298579978548911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/devil-vs-angel.html' title='Devil Vs Angel'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-8240655635981914963</id><published>2007-02-15T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:14:36.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes when my sister wants me to tell her what i feel, or why am i sad, i feel that i couldnt do that. Not that i dun trust her of coz. But i feel this way, ppl dun have to full understand each other. For example, sometimes i dun fully understand my friends but i stick with them as i feel that they had already testify their worth as my friends. Same theory when i'm sad. My friends doesnt really need to know why i am sad. As long as they are there for me, i feel that they are already doing their best to help me. Sometimes silence can be better than words. i notice this,this closer the people are around me, the least they know of my sadness, some exception of coz. One of my best friends, i always dump my sadness to him. Hope he dun mind...haha. I appreciate it when i'm sad and my friends will accompany and not ask me whats the cause of my sadness, becoz normally when i feel he or she is the right person to know i'll tell. Same things happen when i'm angry... whenever i'm angry, ppl who knows me, and who are clever should never get near me and give me some space so i can cool down... i'll calm down eventually and do the require right things to correct my mistakes, e.g apologising. Ppl who tries to talk to me will only get a share of anger, without lightening my share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time for story of the day. IPP was ok for me i think. I happened to be the suay few who got abt $440 allowance for the attachment, but the few lucky ones to get into the same company, same department, same desk, same task allocated by boss wif my fellow classmate. We helped each other in the task given and slack together.haha. Been clicking ads on my own blog to get me some extra income...haha(earning not bad sia) and playing some boring games like utopia. Also had time to go some blogs.hehe.Oh ya...jus discovered something which makes me a bit sad again. LOL i'm not as worthy as some avi. LOL lucky i'm broke for another bottle of alcohol (2 bottles this week burnt my pocket le) so no worries...i'll be alright wif some time on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-8240655635981914963?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/8240655635981914963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=8240655635981914963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8240655635981914963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/8240655635981914963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-459051866950479396</id><published>2007-02-12T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:45:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alcohol is one typ of drink that can be drank on happy days or sad days.&lt;br /&gt;ok let me recall, my first offical day that i drank beer was during my 18th birthday when few of my best friends celebrated wif me...kinda of a unforgetable day. well, not that i never drink after it, but its just a few sip or 2 from my sis share. My second, let me see, ya now, feeling kinda of stupid becoz i'm drinking it becoz i feel sad due to a gal. Good think abt alcohol is that it can numb yr head so that u wont wanna think too much. Feels very sad that i'm getting ignored.Well, for those that are concern for me, dun worry, alcohol is quite expensive so i wont actually drink too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Signing off, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warrioe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(going into ragnarok now while enjoying my drink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-459051866950479396?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/459051866950479396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=459051866950479396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/459051866950479396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/459051866950479396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/drink.html' title='Drink'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-2905699030864338820</id><published>2007-02-09T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T12:42:10.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huray...Clap clap clap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the judge says: " I now pronounce u Stress-free and Exams-free. U may now embrace your games and greater plans..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here i am, slacking and blogging, before a marathon in my games...haha... frees so good to reach the end of examinations. Can play until shiok le...haha. Oh ya if anyone wants to contact me, call me, i wont be switching on my msn messager(lags a bit when chatroom pops out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few thx to the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coffee, which accompany me during the last 4 important hours&lt;br /&gt;Bear, which has to tolerate my dripping of saliva when i doze off during revision&lt;br /&gt;alvin's and Yx's picture, which i use to punch when i'm stress(kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone who wish to get me in a round of gunbound may do so by giving me a call. Last but not least, i decided to have a special promotion : all my friends are hereby granted, with my greatest generosity, a click on any of my ads with the sight of this announcement. HAHA...have fun clicking:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-2905699030864338820?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/2905699030864338820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=2905699030864338820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2905699030864338820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2905699030864338820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/hurayclap-clap-clap.html' title='Huray...Clap clap clap'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-1937892679599920625</id><published>2007-02-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:55:33.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Die. Today's business finance just killed about 3/4 of all the students. I walk out of the exam hall with a sullen face but when i saw every one's face is just the same as mind, kinda have a bit of relieve...haha...I'm not the only one getting slaughtered by the stupid paper...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda of planning for the incoming big day already but no confidence for it to run smoothly. Just hope i even got a chance to start get the plans rolling. Will Warrioe gets the chance which he hopes for? Stay tune and all the best for him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-1937892679599920625?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/1937892679599920625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=1937892679599920625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/1937892679599920625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/1937892679599920625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/killer-paper.html' title='Killer paper'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-9132894872745864753</id><published>2007-02-05T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:59:20.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, erm, haven think of a title for today's post... nvm... My think my foot starting to heal le. Got a cut on it on last wednesday while helping dad to set up the stupid com desk. Well, thought it had healed, but maybe it got worse on saturday thx to my stupid slippers. Hehe. Today's HR exam was quite an interesting one. I had thought i will die at the calculation part for the gross/basic pay. Suprisingly, its the first and section section that nearly got me into trouble...haha..cant remember the theory part but luckily, finished it in the second last minute. phew. Feeling a bit miserable as usual, getting ignored gives me a annoyed feeling. But when can i do? Think i'll juz go get some sleep and forget my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, due to the exams, i had to throw all my game accounts to different ppl to babysit(yes babysit). Hate to trouble them but ya, no choice. Special thx to alvin for utopia, Danz for RO autopiloting, Alberta(opps albert) for RO buy and sell. Oh ya before i end off also hope to settle my friend's problem as well. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-9132894872745864753?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/9132894872745864753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=9132894872745864753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/9132894872745864753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/9132894872745864753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-erm-haven-think-of-title-for-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-2259590720297993089</id><published>2007-02-04T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:00:30.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligence Vs Adults Round 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remembered a famous scientist( cant remember who) ever said that as human grows up, they lose some of their intelligence and completes their change as an adult. This has been proven by the fact that younger children have higher IQ than adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times in the past, I experienced the process of changing into an adult. I found out that some of the stupid things that as a young kid I wont want to do, I'm doing them as a growing teenager. Example of the things: Owning up for wrong things u didnt do, and get yrself into trouble. Walking along with your friends to go "home", when you are walking further and further away from home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I know, posted the below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;〈愚者日记〉&lt;br /&gt;如果有人问，&lt;br /&gt;在月光下独自慢步，&lt;br /&gt;是否难过，&lt;br /&gt;我答不。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有人问，&lt;br /&gt;夜里徒步2.4公里，&lt;br /&gt;是否会累，&lt;br /&gt;我答不。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有人问，&lt;br /&gt;为了30秒，牺牲两个钟，&lt;br /&gt;是否值得，&lt;br /&gt;我答是。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只为了你。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿老天爱笨小孩。&lt;br /&gt;愚者著&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Mr. 愚者, for growing up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-2259590720297993089?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/2259590720297993089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=2259590720297993089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2259590720297993089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/2259590720297993089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-remember-famous-scientist-cant.html' title='Intelligence Vs Adults Round 1'/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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-79799445079188460.post-7368382436874722112</id><published>2007-01-31T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:04:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;testing...ok looks fine to me...tata....welcome to my first blog. Ok the green makes me relax sia. but kinda of a bit too green to some. haha, well juz stick around to see more in future? Oh ya dun forget to click some ads at the backdoor, support the ads and save a life(mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/79799445079188460-7368382436874722112?l=aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/feeds/7368382436874722112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=79799445079188460&amp;postID=7368382436874722112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/7368382436874722112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/79799445079188460/posts/default/7368382436874722112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplaceforwarrioe.blogspot.com/2007/01/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Warrioe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10046380817659285127</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>
