<?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-3123748500657236250</id><updated>2011-05-18T09:51:43.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-aLL tO bE aCcEpTeD-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-6838241788474428943</id><published>2008-10-10T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:25:53.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey i've changed my blog to a new url.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be updating there from now on=) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do relink me okie!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://min-ahya-nie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://min-ahya-nie.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-6838241788474428943?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/6838241788474428943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=6838241788474428943' 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anyway really nice to meet/know u, jingcheng.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm he told me he came over to sakae to eat last week but i didnt saw him..&lt;br /&gt;mayb i was busy.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg rest now=)&lt;br /&gt;good nite=)&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams!&lt;br /&gt;(btw jasmine, cant wait to c u again!wahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-2689311199675986006?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/2689311199675986006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=2689311199675986006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i went to work was BEN MC!&lt;br /&gt;i was quite angry bcoz only me and sharon were running about to do takeaway, dine-in custs..&lt;br /&gt;by 12noon only me sharon and junjie working only.&lt;br /&gt;both me and sharon ask our manager(jerine) if she asked any staff working at 1.45pm to come in early to help out. she told us she did.&lt;br /&gt;those working at 1.45pm were ah wah, joey and xiaoyen.&lt;br /&gt;till bout 1pm le, still i don c anyone.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to ask my manager again.&lt;br /&gt;she still insist that she did call ppl to come earlier..&lt;br /&gt;but little did i know until i went to ask the 3 of them and found out they wasnt called to come work earlier!&lt;br /&gt;damn.. what a liar!&lt;br /&gt;i don think i will choose to believe her words in the future lo.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. disappointed with such management people....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm then me and sharon and jjie really very angry and pissed off....&lt;br /&gt;coz manager stayed at cashier most of the time.(mayb is sort office thingy and IT thinggy bah)&lt;br /&gt;i don understand y its so hard to make a call for less than 30secs....&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;so only we 3 run ard till 1.45pm come lo..&lt;br /&gt;at least if tommy, he will call staff come earlier to help lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at nite worked back with sharon and john..&lt;br /&gt;damn slack lo which is great=)&lt;br /&gt;me and sharon had fun and party at the back..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya the new miso soup is very nice!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;at nite exchange side job with jjie again....&lt;br /&gt;after work home sweet home=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin out tml=)&lt;br /&gt;nitez=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-7288079563357449480?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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kaishin went in to help, the rest of the 3 of us keep rushing orders and runnig about..&lt;br /&gt;so end up our station very messy lo.&lt;br /&gt;we should hav look after our station first before helping runner..&lt;br /&gt;coz ended up we were all becoming luan liao.&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;but tonight really busy and i sweating lo..&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;although tiring but at least got 3 of them same station as me so at least hav fun lo.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work c le schedule then realise got one day cut to half le.&lt;br /&gt;coz they cutting cost i guess..&lt;br /&gt;quite sian la but cant help it lo..&lt;br /&gt;hope to find a event job that last for 2 to 3 days de lo to earn back the money=)&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-7690108583905113403?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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wan runner, wan go out, then ask agnes go in lo. since she like runner so much.'&lt;br /&gt;wa when i hear le i feel quite offended lo.&lt;br /&gt;why must she as a manager say till like that.&lt;br /&gt;if she thinks that i like to be at the runner station then y not plan me in? rather than talk all the useless rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;i just don understand.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;hack care her lo.&lt;br /&gt;anyway she also always plan me at service floor de.&lt;br /&gt;i oso hack care. runner more tiring lo.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at back: wa i damn f***in pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;plan 3 person work back, in the end only i 1 person and jasmine do back only lo.&lt;br /&gt;somemore jas is dunno don hav schedule then come work halfday de.&lt;br /&gt;if not what? i 1 person die at the back ar?&lt;br /&gt;cb!&lt;br /&gt;siaoping and zen stayed at center.&lt;br /&gt;worse still, halfway ask ping go do cashier, and zen runner..&lt;br /&gt;wa fuck eh.&lt;br /&gt;plan le then only i and jas both hug together do back orh.&lt;br /&gt;actually i oso a bit angry with siaoping and zen lo.&lt;br /&gt;if u noe u 2 do back y don come to the back station?&lt;br /&gt;even when i nv call for help doesnt mean u all don need come over ma.&lt;br /&gt;i really damn pissed off with them and jerine lo.&lt;br /&gt;plan them back but pull them all away to other station + they do back nv auto come to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;useless floor plan!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night shift: center&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i in the morning already guess at nite i sure work center de.&lt;br /&gt;wa bingo.&lt;br /&gt;toto also not so accurate.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;im doin with junjie only.&lt;br /&gt;then he say wa in the afternoon do runner tiring then at nite also only 2 person do center and need to run like hell again orh. when 3 ppl work center he doesnt hav a share. but if 2 ppl, he will hav the chance to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;i just laugh lo.&lt;br /&gt;but i tell him nvm lo, we 2 can de la.&lt;br /&gt;if jam then jam lo.&lt;br /&gt;we already tried our best le ma.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;dunno y suddenly jerine add anna to center station.&lt;br /&gt;actually i don c a need in that lo.&lt;br /&gt;also don understand.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tonight i know who i can work hard for and who i don hav a need to work hard for le.&lt;br /&gt;now i can feel something le.&lt;br /&gt;this is what i think: the more u like to do, the more she wouldnt let u do. the more u hate to do, the more she let u do.&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;she herself say i LOVE to do runner but she WOULDNT let me do runner....&lt;br /&gt;but now to me ALL station i also LOVE and ALL sidejobs i also LOVE eh. then how??&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just hack care lo.&lt;br /&gt;do my work and earn money.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;i happy, u happy.&lt;br /&gt;i not happy, u try to be happy lo.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldnt just becoz her then i unhappy or angry at work de la.&lt;br /&gt;i still can hav fun and work what's supposed to be done=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-6291575078644070800?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/6291575078644070800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=6291575078644070800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/6291575078644070800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/6291575078644070800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-workin-11full-3rd-full-day-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-9006795852912365728</id><published>2008-09-11T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:17:41.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the next 4 days will be work work and work!&lt;br /&gt;i need to save up for my hongkong trip in dec!&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;must endure=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-9006795852912365728?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/9006795852912365728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=9006795852912365728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/9006795852912365728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/9006795852912365728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/09/next-4-days-will-be-work-work-and-work.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8299845385818021158</id><published>2008-09-10T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:15:44.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;today plan to wake up at 11 de.&lt;br /&gt;but then hp no batt so auto wake up at 12.30!&lt;br /&gt;then dily therly till 1plus then went out to orchard..&lt;br /&gt;by the time at 2.20 when i reached suki to meet kyee, celeste, ben, jun jie, wah and bryan, they've already almost done with the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;i started eating and rush oso..&lt;br /&gt;regret le, should hav taken ala carte=(&lt;br /&gt;anyway after the buffet, we went to watced wall-e!&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning when i watch, i thought i waste money lo..&lt;br /&gt;but after that till the end, i find the show quite cute and nice=)&lt;br /&gt;overall the movie is not bad=)&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;then after movie walk by taka, wisma(to get accessories, but there wasnt the right size available so both hands empty=( )&lt;br /&gt;went to far east as kyee suggested..&lt;br /&gt;went there and got a pair of gladiators=)&lt;br /&gt;as least got something better than nth..&lt;br /&gt;i actually saw a bag quite nice too but then $80 eh, don bear to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;mayb i'll think bout it first lo..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm after shopping, we went to paragon de din tai feng eat dinner=)&lt;br /&gt;met up with jia min too=)&lt;br /&gt;STUPID REGGIE PUT AEROPLANE! other days then injured lo, y today? still dare say we forget bout u ar huh? walao kns ar u. next time meet up then u know! wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe....&lt;br /&gt;junjie, bryan, kyee and me didnt eat much coz still full with the buffet..&lt;br /&gt;but at least me and kyee still ate more than jjie and bryan lo..&lt;br /&gt;but poor jjie, coz kanna force to finish the 'dan chao fan' by bryan..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, me jjie and kyee cabbed home coz i lazy to take mrt or bus..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;had a nice day with them=)&lt;br /&gt;hope to  hav a gathering with them again soon=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8299845385818021158?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/8299845385818021158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3408141759029186222</id><published>2008-09-08T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:23:19.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 2plus lo!&lt;br /&gt;wa damn tired....&lt;br /&gt;haahha....&lt;br /&gt;went to get ready to go meet kaishin they all lo..&lt;br /&gt;today's kaiwei's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAIWEI! =)&lt;br /&gt;we met at jurong point to do some shopping lo..&lt;br /&gt;then went to chinese garden but didnt went in to look at the lightings in the end lo..&lt;br /&gt;mayi funny lo, vomit bcoz they went for buffet in the afternoon then she not feelin well after that....&lt;br /&gt;haha..poor thing...&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to their house nearby there eat sambal stingray, sotong,......&lt;br /&gt;alot and not very ex lo....&lt;br /&gt;nice=)&lt;br /&gt;after that when planning to go home, it started RAINING!&lt;br /&gt;my shoes were all wet..&lt;br /&gt;by the time i got home, the rain stop.&lt;br /&gt;gonna rest early tonight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3408141759029186222?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3408141759029186222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3408141759029186222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3408141759029186222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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so hard.... haha.... at nite it wasnt busy lo.... i guess coz the next day school reopens le=) went supper with some staff after work=) met a fren and send me home=) good nite=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1052092416282239287?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/1052092416282239287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=1052092416282239287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/1052092416282239287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/1052092416282239287'/><link 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challenging..&lt;br /&gt;but really thx to all the staff ther who helped to clear the dishes lo..&lt;br /&gt;thx alot to feifei, qimeimei, siaoyan,.........=)&lt;br /&gt;wahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work meetin kyee, reggie and jiamin for dinner at IMM..&lt;br /&gt;reggie was late while min end work at 6.30 so only meet us at 7plus..&lt;br /&gt;we went to cafe cartel for dinner=)&lt;br /&gt;and this time round i didnt order steak le..&lt;br /&gt;the previous time i went, the steak wasnt 70% done but 90% done..&lt;br /&gt;bad=(&lt;br /&gt;anyway me and kyee sat back the same place where we went there previously=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-4174085684291442619?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/4174085684291442619/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-1051553703057126908</id><published>2008-09-02T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:46:23.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week is totally a no life week for me....&lt;br /&gt;just plain working everyday bcoz i've not much cash with me to spend..&lt;br /&gt;working 11full today, wed, fri, sat and sun=)&lt;br /&gt;11-5 on thurs=)&lt;br /&gt;waiting for pay out next week so that i can go shopping again=)&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1051553703057126908?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5236819055618139723</id><published>2008-09-01T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:37:25.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;AQUARIUS WOMAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you are in love with a woman in this zodiac be prepared to be very happy or be very sorry. She is a very busy person with her own matters similar to a guy in this zodiac. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She is able to live by herself without any guy in her life, a very strong person indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not because she does not have a dream guy, but if she can not find such person, so what. Because she thinks she could do anything that a man can do.&lt;/span&gt; She is a leader , a real confident type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She likes to do things by herself, such as serving herself, opening the door herself. Because she thinks waiting for a helping hand is a waste of time, and she is not patient enough to wait around for that. &lt;/span&gt;If she starts to ask you out, do not think she starts to flirt with you, but because she thinks it is a waste of time to wait for you to be the one who asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes a COOL guy who sometime act like he is ignoring her, so he has a chance to show him his own confident.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; She like to guess her man's reaction, but at the same time she likes to has many men wanting her. &lt;/span&gt;She is a daring type who could just do thing differently from other people in her same society. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She dare to fight for what she thinks belonged to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even she acts confident she mostly feel lonely and alone. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If she breaks up with someone , she won't show any emotion even deep down inside pain and agony. Not for long she will come back to be the cheery and merry person again, because she looks at the world positively and has "Faith" in the word "Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has more men friends than women friends, so do not be a jealous type if you date her. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She could be slightly jealous, but she hates jealous guy. She loves "Freedom" so before and after marriage , her freedom has to be the same. She likes you to trust her, even if she does not trust&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She likes to be the one who is "Right", so if you argue with her , let her win if it is not a big deal for you in that subject. She is a straight forward type, so if she does not love you anymore, she will just tell you straight to your face. Her love and relationship are always real, so if she say "It's over" be prepare to leave, she is not testing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She is not a vulnerable type, so do not have to worry about her, she will survive by herself. If she is with you when you get sick, she will certainly take care and look after you, even look after you mean "small loan". Do not have secret with her, she hates it and really can piss her badly. When she is sad , be understanding. When she is happy, be happy with her, she likes that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not get bore with this type of girl. Someone who is close to her will know that deep down beneath that confident and cold hearted person, she is just as fragile as any woman. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She is a fun and talkative person and she likes to tease you. Do not let she talk alone, if you do she will leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has many type of jobs because she beliefs what a man can do, I can do. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you want her to work for you, forget it. When she is in love, she will just leave her job in the day time just to come to see you, but not for long she will go back to work seriously again.&lt;/span&gt; Prepare to live and love with a "Working Woman" then you will be OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If she mad, find a shelter for the "Hurricane" is here! Her bad temper will last very shortly though. She is not a revenge type and will not think of "pay Back" time.&lt;/span&gt; Most people might think of her as "One of a guy", but in fact she is a 100% woman. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She is easily hurt, so be nice with her. If she really loves you, then you are lucky because she is an honest, truthful&lt;/span&gt; and will never bored you. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Understand that sometimes she will be over confident and sometimes like to have power or act bossy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5236819055618139723?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5236819055618139723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5236819055618139723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5236819055618139723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5236819055618139723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/09/aquarius-woman-if-you-are-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-1374344277933062465</id><published>2008-08-31T05:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:02:17.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up late so took cab but was stuck in the cab for bout 5 mins coz my nets transaction couldnt go through!&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i reached just on time at 12!&lt;br /&gt;then i got ready for work in a rush lo.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;today work was busy but i was damn high lo.&lt;br /&gt;i think coz last nite i drank a bit bah.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were heavy and tired, but my mood was super high and happy!&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;nite time i was really worn out but still ate supper with some colleages..&lt;br /&gt;after supper i was on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;but met up with one of my fren after reaching home then we chatted for some time.&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite long since we chatted lo..&lt;br /&gt;after that i went home and was talking to another fren on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;its just so weird to talk so much today! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1374344277933062465?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-193353510273087445</id><published>2008-08-28T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:55:00.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well a few weeks ago i went to sushi tei vivo city to interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they called me yesterday and ask if i could start work next mon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so finally i need to crack my head and think le.&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;should i go there or stay here at sakae?&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;if i choose to stay, it will be bcoz the location near my house, the pay is quite high le, im considered a old staff(mayb senior? don wan thick skin anyhow say, later some ppl bu shuang.actually i oso don need the title de la. im only a part timer.haha) so im used to everything there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if i choose to leave, its just bcoz i wanna hav a new environment and know more frens. &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 i guess i will choose to stay bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry eh pei, go there interview le but then nv go in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but of course i will inform the manager lo=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-193353510273087445?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/193353510273087445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=193353510273087445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/193353510273087445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/193353510273087445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-few-weeks-ago-i-went-to-sushi-tei.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-6541091226175328495</id><published>2008-08-27T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T03:34:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last paper today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don need to party la coz i long ago like already in holiday mood=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-6541091226175328495?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-7051367431744811076</id><published>2008-08-27T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:27:54.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well i cant wait for the next salary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcoz im so craving for shopping shoppin shoppin!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're a Window Shopper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyoushopmorethanmostwomenquiz/window-shopper.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that shopping's a blast, but you prefer to save your money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hardly ever give into an impulse buy, unless it's a total steal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've always got the most money of your friends - and you never have to borrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a nice wardrobe too ... of classic pieces that last years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-7051367431744811076?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/7051367431744811076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=7051367431744811076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7051367431744811076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7051367431744811076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-well-i-cant-wait-for-next-salary.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5537877279406377144</id><published>2008-08-22T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T01:04:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another boring day ofwork=(&lt;br /&gt;time for some relaxation=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You Are Picky When it Counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/picky-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most sane women, you want a great guy who will treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're also willing to put up with a few flaws in your Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should congratulate yourself on having a realistic approach to dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have quite a few great guys you can date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Independence Level: Very High&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howindependentareyouquiz/very-high.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do things your own way. Even if everyone else thinks you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cherish your freedom, and you resent rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what's right for you as much as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take care of yourself... and you do a mighty fine job of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5537877279406377144?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5537877279406377144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5537877279406377144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5537877279406377144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5537877279406377144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-boring-day-ofwork-time-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-2844508628331543489</id><published>2008-08-22T04:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T04:39:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's paper suck.&lt;br /&gt;hope i can pass it.&lt;br /&gt;at work quite bored but not bad lo.&lt;br /&gt;that T bu shuang me write things here in MY OWN BLOG, then never talk to me eh.&lt;br /&gt;i hack care, just do my work lo=)&lt;br /&gt;after work went to eat supper before meeting my fren to chat=)&lt;br /&gt;we chat till quite late before going home=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez, tml workin 11 full!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wan an!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-2844508628331543489?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/2844508628331543489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=2844508628331543489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2844508628331543489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2844508628331543489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-paper-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5879212867786385440</id><published>2008-08-22T04:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:40:26.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;hey T! what else do u wanna see here?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;what u did, u should noe very well urself, don need me to tell u here rite?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i know u damn bu shuang me rite?&lt;br /&gt;but what can u do?&lt;br /&gt;all these things r done by u anyway so y don dare admit?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;may u be a coward forever=)&lt;br /&gt;and get ur retribution soon=)&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;come visit here more often hoh T?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i still welcome u=) wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5879212867786385440?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5879212867786385440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5879212867786385440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5879212867786385440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5879212867786385440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-t-u-still-wanna-c-what-over-here.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8468564682977405336</id><published>2008-08-21T09:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:26:58.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8468564682977405336?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/8468564682977405336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=8468564682977405336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8468564682977405336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8468564682977405336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8827024971121135834</id><published>2008-08-20T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:24:02.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today's gbe paper don think i'll do very well bah.&lt;br /&gt;nv study much so i should know it very well myself=)&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the paper went to library to check my mail and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then head down to bugis!&lt;br /&gt;to shop.&lt;br /&gt;i went to try out the clip-on hair extension and it look really natural overall.&lt;br /&gt;but only tries it on for fun and carry on with my shopping.&lt;br /&gt;bought a pair of eyelashes and glue but i think its a waste of my money=(&lt;br /&gt;so regret.&lt;br /&gt;after getting it, i got a pair of brown shorts=)&lt;br /&gt;haha. satisfied coz i love to wear shorts=)&lt;br /&gt;i bought a shirt as well.&lt;br /&gt;was plannin to go home but then i passed by a hair extension shop.&lt;br /&gt;guess what, i went to try it out=)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;just add some hair for fun.&lt;br /&gt;when i really wanna do then will go add more=)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think it looks funny coz like a bit of hair only.&lt;br /&gt;[i'll add the pic of it tml=)]&lt;br /&gt;but ah fai saw and say it look ok ma.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how john thinks but he said he wanted hair extension too.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so i recommend him to this shop.&lt;br /&gt;after getting comments for my hair, i went home for dinner and here online blogging..&lt;br /&gt;im goin to take a nap first before studying FM=)&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8827024971121135834?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/8827024971121135834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=8827024971121135834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8827024971121135834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8827024971121135834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-gbe-paper-don-think-ill-do-very.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-2938375805791252025</id><published>2008-08-20T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:14:05.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alright, think i've vent enough in the previous entries=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to come back on track to carry on with my life=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand new day, a brand new start=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be happy everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-2938375805791252025?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/2938375805791252025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=2938375805791252025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2938375805791252025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2938375805791252025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/alright-think-ive-vent-enough-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-7737586799933822365</id><published>2008-08-20T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:33:43.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;well part of the truth that i choose to vent out are there in my previous few entries. (from 14th aug till 19aug)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i just hope the truth that i vent out already shows what kind of person ching is like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if i did anything wrong, i welcome u to tell me bout it. im open to it. u can just tag at the tagboard with ur name indicated too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i know in matters of love, it cant be predicted or forced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i can accept the fact that it's all over=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what i couldnt then was ppl looking at the lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;now i hope they are willing to look at the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i know it well bcoz im de 'dang shi ren' so i noe better than anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that's it. im giving a stop to everything now=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i think its enough for me to feel better already=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my heart feel so much better and relieved too=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that's the end to it=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-7737586799933822365?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/7737586799933822365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=7737586799933822365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7737586799933822365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7737586799933822365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-part-of-truth-that-i-choose-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8335793678213247643</id><published>2008-08-19T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:33:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKq8aYCeJOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MEzLIU5Qk6Y/s1600-h/1823901075728l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236204678087058658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKq8aYCeJOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MEzLIU5Qk6Y/s400/1823901075728l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey this is the pic that we took in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;i look really fat there rite?! but i think i look too fat coz of my baggy uniform la. i just wanted u guys to c my double chin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;too much stress from o's so i ate non-stop in the study weeks and become like that.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha=)&lt;br /&gt;i miss them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8335793678213247643?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/8335793678213247643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=8335793678213247643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8335793678213247643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8335793678213247643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-this-is-pic-that-we-took-in-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKq8aYCeJOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MEzLIU5Qk6Y/s72-c/1823901075728l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-13856552815975123</id><published>2008-08-19T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T03:08:38.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im sure after ching saw all these, he might hate me for being mean.&lt;br /&gt;mayb he will even feel heart pain for her.&lt;br /&gt;he will blame me for writing mean things about her.&lt;br /&gt;he will say that im not able to let go as part of his anger words.&lt;br /&gt;i know him so much more now than when were together.&lt;br /&gt;WELL,&lt;br /&gt;im not being mean but the TRUTH being mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-13856552815975123?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/13856552815975123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=13856552815975123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/13856552815975123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/13856552815975123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sure-after-ching-saw-all-these-he.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8386161633010831889</id><published>2008-08-19T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:20:58.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;soon the people ard them will be brainwashed up one by one by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i will not be those people=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8386161633010831889?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/8386161633010831889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=8386161633010831889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8386161633010831889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8386161633010831889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/soon-people-ard-them-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3363874433525535480</id><published>2008-08-19T18:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:45:20.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when we went back to his house in malaysia, that gal sms him coz i happen to hold his fone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;'ni zai zuo she me ar?'&lt;br /&gt;whether they talked on the phone or not, im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;little did i realise he lend her his prepaid card when she went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i forgot when but he sms her too.&lt;br /&gt;he delete the msg and thought i wouldnt realise it.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but im clever enough to realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we come back not long ago, there was a samuel matter happening and after that, that gal spend time tryin to explain to him and seek for his forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so like that she brain washed him again.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;not long later i saw his phone got her msges.&lt;br /&gt;she call him dear here dear there in the msges.&lt;br /&gt;he realise i saw the msg and got angry with me in fromt of his bro lo.&lt;br /&gt;treat me so badly becoz of the msg.&lt;br /&gt;so angry and scare means both of they 'you lu' lo.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's so obvious but he nv admits.&lt;br /&gt;below are some of the things i can remember from the msges. (i only can remember a few sentences, suppose to be in chinese but i convert to english):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;'dear as you know this 2 years i have always wanted to be together with u..................'&lt;br /&gt;'so now how? ur cousin(biao ge) sure dislike me le. how bout ur dad and mum? what's their impressions of me now?' -&gt; this thing is regards to the samuel thing.&lt;br /&gt;'don give up, u and agnes sure still hav chance to be back together de. im ok=)' -&gt;tryin to break us up still say this thing? call him dear le then say this? what a laughin stock she is. haha. act nice and innocent in front of T only. hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;there's more but i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;he always don allow me to look at his fone. i guess it coz of this msges ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;after i saw the dear thing, he delete the 'dear' and save the msges.. wahaha. another stupid action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the next day, me and ching went out then she sms him say u and agnes go out got hold hands not? haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but think bout it, at that time me and ching still together eh. must they do this kind of thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im sure his bro know too and look at her differently..&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;btw if u realise, this yr during her birthday on sun, ching took leave too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha. i really dunno y he would take leave on that day. he told me is becoz he got a fren not in sakae de birthday celebration.. i dunno wher he went or did what so i wouldnt say anything. [that period of time was when my grandma pass away=(, i ask him to go too but he say he cant go that kind of places this year. but now even if he want go, my grandma also don wanna c him.] &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;oh ya i heard that he bought a casio watch as present for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3363874433525535480?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3363874433525535480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3363874433525535480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3363874433525535480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3363874433525535480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-we-went-back-to-his-house-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5355774227867648470</id><published>2008-08-19T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:56:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don mean that ching nv treat me nice before or what la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he did too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he do get presents that i feel is expensive for me.&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;but still the main thing im after is the feelings and trust between one another in a relationship bah=)&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5355774227867648470?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5355774227867648470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5355774227867648470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5355774227867648470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5355774227867648470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-don-mean-that-ching-nv-treat-me-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3924442250307958150</id><published>2008-08-19T17:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:42:46.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;regarding to the rumours that other staff told me they heard or saw, i guess part of them are true but some are not true la. so i don believe in it unless ching admits or i c it for myself. things need prove to be true. i don wanna lie bout all these, if not there's no point in writin anything here at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don u guys think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;most of the staff will come and warn me with this. -&gt; wa they live together eh somemore that gal like ching so much, u not scare they got something ma?’ (i didnt care then.)&lt;br /&gt;a staff came and told me this but told me i can don believe what he/she say, ask me to use my own eyes c. -&gt; eh they hold hands eh, from a woman’s point of view, they like got ‘ai mei’ relation leh.’ (i nv saw this so i hack care lo.) he/she said that when im not at the outlet, both of them can talk and laugh from entrance till the back of the outlet. but when im working, both of them don talk to each other de. i did realise this=)&lt;br /&gt;Got one say -&gt;’ wa they got same toe ring not?’ (this i think not true ba coz the ring is with me now. haha. he took it off once when it felt painful and left it with me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some of the things that i nv see it for myself or he nv admits to me, i don think i should 'wu lai' him la. if not, i'll be in the wrong.&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%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MY MAIN MOTIVE IS TO VENT OUT WHAT I'VE KEPT INSIDE FOR SO LONG. AND THEY MUST BE THE TRUTH. I DON LIKE TO TELL LIES HERE IN MY BLOG. i feel so much better after venting it all out=) hahahaha..... &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;i hav a few frens at sakae whom i can trust when they told me things they heard regarding this matter=) but i lazy write now. haha. when one day i c a need to vent then i'll write lo. if not then nvm. haha.&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;cheapos people should get a life=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3924442250307958150?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3924442250307958150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3456078713701342018</id><published>2008-08-18T12:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:00:10.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when we were still together, i asked ching this.&lt;br /&gt;'will u ever fall for that gal?'&lt;br /&gt;well ching actually told me that this kind of thing he cannot guarantee to me no.&lt;br /&gt;he said there's somethings that he will not be able to accept.&lt;br /&gt;1-she smokes.&lt;br /&gt;2-her choice and decisions in love is very messy and not firm. mayb one day behind his back, she will go meet other guys and lie to him. the same situation happen as regards to a samuel guy and her which she lied to ching.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;let them hav fun lying here and there lo.&lt;br /&gt;unless both of them find true love then this wouldnt happen bah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but now how come he can accept le?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;true love ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so wei da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i guess ching wouldnt keep to his promise that we will still chat and go out once in a while as frens.&lt;br /&gt;1 thing is bcoz i write out all the things mayb nobody noes so he not shuang with me for makin the situation for him ugly. 2nd thing is he found a new love le. last night in the phone he admits they together le. well i dunno true or lies again la. but i guess so too bah. haha. i guess if he still contact me, that gal will be unhappy bah so this is the 3rd reason.&lt;br /&gt;but then its fine with me bcoz i no longer believe in whatever he say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;in addition if they were together since he told me the last time, well i just can say he betrayed her already bah.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;i just think so lo.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway he also don dare to face up to the truth and reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3456078713701342018?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3456078713701342018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3456078713701342018' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3965575993747960303</id><published>2008-08-18T04:58:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:23:24.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;MORE UPDATES ON THE 5TH AUG ENTRY=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;all along when im with T, there's this C ard who like T alot....&lt;br /&gt;from what i noe, after me and T got together, C still wouldnt give up and even moved into the same unit as T after that..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop it from happening....&lt;br /&gt;this is the first mistake/nightmare to our r/s....&lt;br /&gt;those working at my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;workplace(sakae sushi)&lt;/span&gt; should know bah....&lt;br /&gt;C just do whatever she wanted to be close to T.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;during the time when T was after me, there was a kitchen staff who told C bad things bout T and she came to ask me this. ' eh u like t ar?' like very scare me and T together as she likes T alot. then i say no y, then she walk off. another time i think rumours spread bout me and T de. she come ask me again and tell me bad things bout T that the kitchen staff told her. so guess what? Till now T don seem to believe that she purposely tell me bad things bout him but coz C was influenced by others. i damn dots, u don believe ur gf at that time but instead believe what C says. see how much she can influence and brain-wash him? haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u noe then, as time goes by, they were closer and closer...&lt;br /&gt;rumours between them spread all the time at our workplace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Almost every service staff came and told or ask me bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some ask,’ wa they live together eh somemore that gal like ching so much, u not scare they got something ma?’&lt;br /&gt;Some say,’eh they hold hands eh, from a woman’s point of view, they like got ‘ai mei’ relation leh.’&lt;br /&gt;Got one say,’ wa they got same toe ring not?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;always regarding 2 of them doin something which i hav no idea of.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;whenever T go smoke, C went along. even if busy she ask another manager or sup to take over and go with him. go for break and lunch oso. so desprate ar? at home smoke together not enough, at work oso must smoke together ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that all these were so unfair to me as im his gf...&lt;br /&gt;All these things he nv thought of my feelings at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It really suck…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just pretend i nv hear and choose to trust T lo....&lt;br /&gt;some might be true, some might not be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C did went to tell ppl bout her goin to his room and playing ps2 together, go jb together, eat supper together,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she also went to tell every new staff that she likes T. but he don believe that she went to spread some things that's y some staff came and tell me..&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows ching was with me and she did things to affect us….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess they all thought she was being slutty to do that? Some told me she’s cheap.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what can I use to describe this kind of person, only u guys can say her.&lt;br /&gt;If not later some people who don understand the situation say im talking bad bout her.... wahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and she went to seduce a few of the guys working at my workplace.. (not that im saying rumours but those guys who r my good frens did tell me bout it, haha)&lt;br /&gt;she also went to say things to others and told them not to let me noe..&lt;br /&gt;there's even once when she came to tell me that a lot of guys like her and she was giggling non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinkin is she trying to show off to me? haha....&lt;br /&gt;but my thinkin was just: it doesnt matter how many guys like u but to be with a guy that truely loves u and that u love him too....&lt;br /&gt;isnt this right? y so greedy or desprate?&lt;br /&gt;and of course i do think they chat everyday when they are smoking in their unit's kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;at first i didnt noe y my bf did things this way and nv thought of my feelings, but now that i think bout it....&lt;br /&gt;i just simply noe y.&lt;br /&gt;he never tried to prevent those things from happening and just betrayed our r/s....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during a period of time, i think is during &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de june. they were on leave at the same time and T told me that C initialled to go find him at his house at hometown.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;she lived there for 1 or 2 nights too. (i got know this when i went back with him and while chatting with his mum, his mum accidentally spilled it out.but also with a few times of forcing then he finally admit to me. at first he totally bluff me is his previous ex, kelly khoo. really a coward rite?) but then that gal really very slutty huh? know T got gf still want go there somemore dunno his family well then stay there. T oso got problem to agree to it and both of them kept it to secret to me all along. its ok that people say im stupid or what. i admit this is my first relationship so i choose to trust T 100% but in the end, conclusion is that im wrong lo. at least i learnt alot from this. but doesnt make u think that long before they already betrayed me and ching relatinonship? oh ya he got admit to me that 1 yr ago he did think that that gal de character quite suit him and got 'hao gan' for her. this what he told me. he said didnt tell coz noe i will bu shuang. till now he still protecting her. haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;talkin bout work things, there was once a lot thing happened between sean(last time de RM), that gal, xiao yun and coco. im sure u noe this is service problem not kitchen problem right? T went to help clarify that gal name and keep saying not her wrong, is bcoz sean influence her. i hear le also got nth to say. he totally under her spell already oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;last time got a part-time staff bu shuang me and went to shot to managers things bout me, T didnt seem to care bout my feelings and only said things to that part time staff'sbf and that's it. T just tell me to ignore that person lo. nv help me to go confront her or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this makes things so obvious rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just don understand y does C wanna do such stuff till so far....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's really so cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha. both of them so xia jian is all i can say. and coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i got to know that gal even got call T's mum to chit-chat too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so fast wanna buy over his mum le ar. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i ask him qns regarding to all these, he nv admits....&lt;br /&gt;i truely thinks he only noes how to lie to me...&lt;br /&gt;whatever that he has done i was willing to forgive at that time becoz all i wanted was to be with him....&lt;br /&gt;but now its a totally different thing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally we made a decision to break off.&lt;br /&gt;but during that time im sure T told C everything and she knew it all along.&lt;br /&gt;i truely believe they will their retribute one day.looking forward till that day=)w&lt;br /&gt;e broke off with the right reasons..&lt;br /&gt;for me, its becoz i finally dared to face reality and noe i should let go when im not happy with him. he nv gave me true happiness and he's not a guy who is worth me loving and caring for.. the worst thing of all is that im kept from the truth.. and he betrayed our r/s and me.... he fall for another gal....&lt;br /&gt;for his reasons, he said our character don suits, our background different, age gap.... all the reasons were like physically kind and really don play a part in preventing 2 person from being together....&lt;br /&gt;but im sure his reason is bcoz he fall for C le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(by the way when i told ah kang that we broke up coz chararcter don suit. he went to tell ah kang that is bcoz what i wants and what he wants are different, blah blah blah. ah kang of course believe him i guess. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after T &amp;amp; me broke off not long later, we talked through and T finally admits to me that he had feelings for C.&lt;br /&gt;i just have the feeling that it happened long ago but he didnt admit or tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;for this reason i will nv understand y he still choose to be with me and not to end it once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i really think that im so so so much (mayb100%) better than C.... i really truly think like this.... haha.... it's really true i guess....(c im so proud now! LAN SI!!!! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's these thing bout C that i don understand about. i heard that she's goin out with another guy now.. i couldnt understand y is the situation like this? there's so much that she did in the past 2 yrs to create problems between me and T and we really broke off like how she wanted but now? she nv choose to be with T but instead go out with another guy at the same time? i heard they hold hands till C realise T saw then she let go of the other guy's hand.... dotssssss..........?&lt;br /&gt;for now i really wish i didnt hav known T at all....&lt;br /&gt;i might wanna pretend tat i nv knew him before....&lt;br /&gt;this is not that i cant let go but he's really too much....&lt;br /&gt;im living better now which is better then him still in another hole trying hard for that C mayb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im very sure i can find a better guy who will NOT LIE to me and also will treasure me=)&lt;/strong&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/3123748500657236250-3965575993747960303?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3965575993747960303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3965575993747960303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3965575993747960303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3965575993747960303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-updates-on-5th-aug-entry-all-along.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3704259666250522273</id><published>2008-08-17T23:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:39:06.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;today at work not busy at all....&lt;br /&gt;the 'da jies' and 'da ges' came..&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;but then still quite slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;at night when i going to sleep, ah fai suddenly call me.&lt;br /&gt;he ask me on fri if i called sean and say that ah fai call me to help him call ching.&lt;br /&gt;i shock, how come fai wan call ching must ask me to help him call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;aiyo....&lt;br /&gt;then i asked him how he know lo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he say carey just called and asked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;then realise that ching told carey that he was eating supper with fai.&lt;br /&gt;(by right on fri ching was with me and we walked back my house la coz that day i asked him to acc me home.)&lt;br /&gt;so i thought how come so fast lie to who he LIKE so much le....&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;so i called ching immediately to clarify.&lt;br /&gt;however i called alot alot of times but i think he don dare to answer my call andsay he got the choice to answer or not.&lt;br /&gt;so fast only care bout that gal orh..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;until i called sean to disturb again then he call back.&lt;br /&gt;somemore first thing on the phone is he started scolding lo.&lt;br /&gt;say y always go and call other people to find me?&lt;br /&gt;i say walao call u so many times u don wanna pick up still dare say i should just call u.&lt;br /&gt;don dare to answer my call still like that.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so i said excuse me, i nv call to quarrel with u or let u scold de hoh.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;so asked him everything la.&lt;br /&gt;he say that gal also ask him le then call fai de.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so dots.&lt;br /&gt;if that gal believe u and nv suspect u, y she call fai?&lt;br /&gt;he told me that night he went to buy cigarettes and also eat with her.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinkin no wonder that night i sms him, he off both his no. coz that gal with him, scare she know.&lt;br /&gt;then i laugh at him y so fast go lie to her le, he say he will not lie to her and tell her the truth de.&lt;br /&gt;so i say then how come u say tell her the truth then not in the first place tell her the truth but now then wan tell her? now when she suspect then u tell her?&lt;br /&gt;but then i guess they r still ok la.&lt;br /&gt;that gal spend so much effort to be with ching, she wouldnt give up even if ching lie to her i guess?&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;that's my opinion only lo, not to provoke her or what.&lt;br /&gt;however i guess when ching read all these, he will think im being very mean to 'his new gf' bah?' haha. mayb he will treat her like a goddess or what le, everything oso tell her. but im not afraid at all.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;im saying what u(ching) admit to me and not making up a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i don need to tell lies if u nv did all these rubbish rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a liar will forever be a liar.. once there's once, there will be a second time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3704259666250522273?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3704259666250522273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3704259666250522273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3704259666250522273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3704259666250522273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-at-work-not-busy-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3789003920128379120</id><published>2008-08-17T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:08:39.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey today at work i saw MR NICHOLAS KOH!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so coincidence....&lt;br /&gt;mrs lau also come to my workplace to eat often..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;brings back all the sec school memories!&lt;br /&gt;miss them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3789003920128379120?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3789003920128379120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3789003920128379120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3789003920128379120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3789003920128379120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-today-at-work-i-saw-mr-nicholas-koh.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-7255518555021067585</id><published>2008-08-16T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:08:55.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh today at night ching called me to ask what did i wrote about carey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IM LIKE DOTS..............&lt;br /&gt;he said that gal say her fren saw my blog on what i wrote about her and calling her a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;did I? I DIDNT STATE WHO WAS IT IN THE ENTRY, DID I?&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME SHE ADMIT?&lt;br /&gt;hey 'fren of carey who told her', i guess u know me or i know u too rite, if not y would u confirm and say what i wrote was refering to carey?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mayb when i wrote the entry and people read it, some of them might think i cant let go or cant accept reality. some might think that im stating the ugly truth. or am i being mean to them for saying the truth? or serve them right? or m i wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i guess when ching c all this, he will go ard telling ppl im such a small kid, go online and write bad things bout others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;these are bad things ar? i only know how to write truth not good or bad things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dunno and don care but i just wanna 'fa xie'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then after i hang the second call, i sms him that if that gal wanna noe whatever thing, ask her to come find me to talk and not use him to ask me. i gave him this add to him for him to c it himself. even if that gal came and c, i've nth to be afraid off bcoz its all truth=)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN I STILL DON GET IT! FOR THAT ENTRY I DIDNT STATE THE NAME AND WHO IT WAS SO HOW COME PEOPLE SAY IT'S CAREY AND SHE ADMIT??&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-7255518555021067585?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/7255518555021067585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=7255518555021067585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7255518555021067585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7255518555021067585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-today-at-night-t-called-me-to-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3984541559765627542</id><published>2008-08-15T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T05:18:23.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tonight before end work, at the locker there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;time was 10.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i volunteered to help some staff punch card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so ching at my back then i joke joke slowly slowly lo and laughin la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;he suddenly angry and push me aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;xiaoyun saw la and she ask me but i just keep quiet bcoz this is regards to me and him only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so after i punched my card, i was fully bloated with anger that he pushed me and scolded me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i went to look for him and gave him a tight slap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;this has been a slap i wanted to give him long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and just one slap i do not feel debloated at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;after that we quarrelled and chatted and i asked him to acc me walk home coz i don wanna take bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so we chatted till bout 12.20 but ching keep saying he needs to go le, need to rest early, next day work morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so we both left for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;after i reached home i finish bathing so called him y didnt reply me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;little did i realise he off both his phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so i called sean and look for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;finallly after ard 15min, he called back and told me he went to eat just now and just finish bathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so i said good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3984541559765627542?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3984541559765627542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3984541559765627542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3984541559765627542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3984541559765627542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/tonight-before-end-work-at-locker-there.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-1982217581015000118</id><published>2008-08-14T07:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:10:06.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh ya. that time i heard from ching that xiao yun went to tell his sister,coco this,' agnes tell me that ching broke up with her coz of carey.'&lt;br /&gt;once ching noe he really very angry.&lt;br /&gt;im sure he will la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also angry coz i didnt tell yun anything just a 'ya' to her qn of ' u and ching not together le ar?' then she put words into my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i guess ching got 'explain' to her sis bout his reasons and excuses bah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got say somethings bout this matter to me la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;believe or not is another thing=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1982217581015000118?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/1982217581015000118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=1982217581015000118' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hav to go to school for ascm ca today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 9am to 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a miserable 1 hr paper then i hav to wake up so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i went over to vivo at bout 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to go sushi tei eat..&lt;br /&gt;in the end met up with cas and kyee..&lt;br /&gt;heehe.. saw pei there and stayed there till i was late for work! =(&lt;br /&gt;first time in so many months and yrs since i was late the very last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was slack and not busy today....&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1729812293659034227?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8546658137048009897</id><published>2008-08-12T12:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:22:15.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this few days im so engrossed with a taiwan drama - rolling love( 翻滾吧！蛋炒飯)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEN0sNP5LI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0AijzkgjOY4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233479440852313266" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEN0sNP5LI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0AijzkgjOY4/s320/images.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also jiro is in the show=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEO4s_oW6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tCYd4JdyB_Q/s1600-h/jiro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233480609294736290" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="151" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEO4s_oW6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tCYd4JdyB_Q/s320/jiro1.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEN0sNP5LI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0AijzkgjOY4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEO7i-LipI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FIp-u1n2cWw/s1600-h/jiro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233480658143906450" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="196" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SKEO7i-LipI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FIp-u1n2cWw/s320/jiro2.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i somehow feels that he has the style and looks for a superstar! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8546658137048009897?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/8546658137048009897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=8546658137048009897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/8546658137048009897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm i received a great news today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going on a hong kong holiday trip with my family in dec!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till then=)&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-6582076198854421679?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/6582076198854421679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=6582076198854421679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/6582076198854421679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/6582076198854421679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmmm-i-received-great-news-today-im.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-522532887725372969</id><published>2008-08-10T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:36:13.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realise that im having moodswing all the time....&lt;br /&gt;my temper has gone worse!&lt;br /&gt;reggie still dare say he pass it to me..&lt;br /&gt;haiz....&lt;br /&gt;mayb i really sick of the old enviroment ard me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should change the environment in 2 wks time=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been bout 1 wk? since i saw mr coincidence....&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;i think too much bah or god is playing me again....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-522532887725372969?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/522532887725372969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=522532887725372969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/522532887725372969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/522532887725372969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-2023106458243349773</id><published>2008-08-06T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:57:05.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WILL MAKE SURE I NV REGRET WRITING THE PREVIOUS ENTRY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WAN PPL TO NOE THE TRUTH AND NOT LIES....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-2023106458243349773?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/2023106458243349773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=2023106458243349773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2023106458243349773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2023106458243349773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-will-make-sure-i-nv-regret-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-4222529003026467794</id><published>2008-08-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:04:08.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i guess finally i decided on doin this:&lt;br /&gt;i need to vent out eveything once and for all..&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing is a damn damn long story but i hav to cut it short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-my ex, c-that 3rd party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along when im with T, there's this C ard who like T alot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;from what i noe, after me and T got together, C still wouldnt give up and even moved into the same unit as T after that..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop it from happening....this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the first mistake/nightmare to our r/s....&lt;br /&gt;those working at my workplace should know bah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;C just do whatever she wanted to be close to T....&lt;br /&gt;as u noe then, as time goes by, they were closer and closer...&lt;br /&gt;rumours between them spread all the time at our workplace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;always regarding 2 of them doin something which i hav no idea of..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that all these were so unfair to me as im his gf...&lt;br /&gt;haha... but i just pretend i nv hear and choose to trust T lo....&lt;br /&gt;some might be true, some might not be.&lt;br /&gt;C did went to tell ppl bout her goin to his room and playing ps2 together, go jb together, eat supper together,.....&lt;br /&gt;and she went to seduce a few of the guys working at my workplace..&lt;br /&gt;(not that im saying runmours but those guys did tell me bout it, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she also went to say things to others and told them not to let me noe..&lt;br /&gt;there's even once when she came to tell me that a lot of guys like her and she was giggling non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinkin is she trying to show off to me?&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;but my thinkin was just: it doesnt matter how many guys like u but to be with a guy that truely loves u and that u love him too.... isnt this right? y so greedy or desprate?&lt;br /&gt;and of course i do think they chat everyday when they are smoking in their unit's kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;at first i didnt noe y my bf did things this way and nv thought of my feelings, but now that i think bout it....i just simply noe y.&lt;br /&gt;he never tried to prevent those things from happening and just betrayed our r/s....&lt;br /&gt;during a period of time, they were on leave at the same time and C went to find him at his house at hometown. i was kept secret from this all along.... i felt hurt and stupid that i wasnt told bout it.&lt;br /&gt;i just don understand y does C wanna do such stuff till so far....&lt;br /&gt;she is just too much and really da worse person i've ever seen so far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;doesny this make them the worst human beings in the entire world?&lt;br /&gt;whenever i ask him qns regarding to all these, he nv admits....&lt;br /&gt;i truely thinks he only noes how to lie to me...&lt;br /&gt;whatever that he has done i was willing to forgive at that time becoz all i wanted was to be with him....&lt;br /&gt;but now its a totally different thing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally we made a decision to break off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but during that time im sure T told C everything and she knew it all along.&lt;br /&gt;i truely believe they will their retribute one day.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward till that day=)&lt;br /&gt;we broke off with the right reasons..&lt;br /&gt;for me, its becoz i finally dared to face reality and noe i should let go when im not happy with him. he nv gave me true happiness and he's not a guy who is worth me loving and caring for.. the worst thing of all is that im kept from the truth.. and he betrayed our r/s and me.... he fall for another gal....&lt;br /&gt;for his reasons, he said our character don suits, our background different, age gap.... all the reasons were like physically kind and really don play a part in preventing 2 person from being together....&lt;br /&gt;but im sure his reason is bcoz he fall for C le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after T &amp;amp; me broke off not long later, we talked through and T finally admits to me that he had feelings for C. i just have the feeling that it happened long ago but he didnt admit or tell anyone. for this reason i will nv understand y he still choose to be with me and not to end it once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i really think that im 100% better than C.... i really truly think like this.... haha.... it's really true i guess....(c im so proud now! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's these thing bout C that i don understand about. i heard that she's goin out with another guy now.. i couldnt understand y is the situation like this? there's so much that she did in the past 2 yrs to create problems between me and T and we really broke off like how she wanted but now? she nv choose to be with T but instead go out with another guy at the same time? i heard they hold hands till C realise T saw then she let go of the other guy's hand.... dotssssss..........?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;for now i really wish i didnt hav known T at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i might wanna pretend tat i nv knew him before....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;this is not that i cant let go but he's really too much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im living better now which is better then him still in another hole trying hard for that C mayb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im very sure i can find a guy who will treasure me=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-4222529003026467794?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/4222529003026467794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=4222529003026467794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/4222529003026467794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/4222529003026467794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-guess-finally-i-decided-on-doin-this.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-2525651599128075695</id><published>2008-08-03T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:50:47.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw MR COINCIDENCE on my way to work today=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad we still don hav the courage to talk to one another=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope we will have the chance to meet each other again=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-2525651599128075695?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/2525651599128075695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=2525651599128075695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2525651599128075695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/2525651599128075695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-saw-him-on-my-way-to-work-today-too.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8354290568918121036</id><published>2008-07-31T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:41:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINAL PRESENTATION FOR YR3 SEM1 TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HAPPY=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8354290568918121036?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3468777798519583040</id><published>2008-07-30T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:48:00.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RUSHING FOR FYP PRESENTATION TML!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAD WE COULD FINISH EVERYTHING IN TIME=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THX ALOT BD GROUPMATES FOR THE COORPERATION THIS TERM=)&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY APPRECIATE IT=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY BEFORE I END OFF, I WAS CHATTING WITH A GUY I HAD A 4 YR CRUSH ON... I MEAN ONLINE.... IT WAS REALLY RANDOM FOR US TO BE TALKING.... HENCE I FIND IT KINDA WEIRD.... MEL.CHONG LO.... HAHA.... SADLY HE DIDNT RECEIVE MY LOVE LETTER WHEN I FIRST WENT INTO THE SAME SEC SCHOOL AS HIM=) HAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITE=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3468777798519583040?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3468777798519583040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3468777798519583040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3468777798519583040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3468777798519583040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/rushing-for-fyp-presentation-tml-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3336871758936601443</id><published>2008-07-22T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:42:53.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watched batman with sis and bro today=) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SIdW-7LoJrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Qi6z5-5RKVI/s1600-h/315x150_hongkong_outdoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226241531625088690" style="CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SIdW-7LoJrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Qi6z5-5RKVI/s320/315x150_hongkong_outdoor.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SIdW7DMaSjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/09Xq1u0yzpQ/s1600-h/100x148_intlburninglogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226241465056381490" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="219" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SIdW7DMaSjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/09Xq1u0yzpQ/s320/100x148_intlburninglogo.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;burned a small hole in my pocket....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was worth it=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for them and for the show=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-3336871758936601443?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3336871758936601443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3336871758936601443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3336871758936601443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3336871758936601443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-to-watched-batman-with-sis-and-bro.html' 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/&gt;firstly its the longest school day of the week(9am to 5pm).&lt;br /&gt;secondly, weekend is just over.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, its just the starting if the week = 4 more days of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, today is an exceptional=)&lt;br /&gt;coz after school at 5pm, im meetin up with joan for some catch-up....&lt;br /&gt;finally both of us hav time to meet up again=)&lt;br /&gt;had our dinner at ajitsen ramen!&lt;br /&gt;my treat=)&lt;br /&gt;the old lady taking our order really CMI!&lt;br /&gt;so slow and forgetful....&lt;br /&gt;i tried the kimchi octopus ramen coz that time heard from siaoping it's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;but then when i tried, not spicy at all....&lt;br /&gt;i add damn alot of chilli powder and chilli oil before there is any taste..&lt;br /&gt;joan always sticks to her cha shu ramen....but this time, its spicy=)&lt;br /&gt;when i was done with my ramen i wasnt full yet so order one more rice....&lt;br /&gt;AND i Finish everything=)&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;we sat there and chat alot....&lt;br /&gt;mostly bout my stupid ex-bf....&lt;br /&gt;the stupid things he did....&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;and we laugh just thinkin how silly those things were....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then joan rush me to go 'digest' our food so went over to bugis street to shop.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get a pair of shoes and a watch....&lt;br /&gt;then we chat all the way home=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet up with her again soon=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1066017911089391324?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/1066017911089391324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=1066017911089391324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/1066017911089391324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/1066017911089391324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-never-fails-to-hav-monday-blues-at.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5977228742999192387</id><published>2008-07-20T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:14:06.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw him in the bus when i was heading home again....&lt;br /&gt;same reactions....&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5977228742999192387?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5977228742999192387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5977228742999192387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5977228742999192387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5977228742999192387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-saw-him-in-bus-when-i-was-heading.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-6624052073640504742</id><published>2008-07-17T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:13:04.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;projects &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;projects &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more projects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-6624052073640504742?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/6624052073640504742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=6624052073640504742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/6624052073640504742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/6624052073640504742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/projects-projects-and-more-projects.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-2382516153803204020</id><published>2008-07-16T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:23:53.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>usual thing = late for lesson every wed morning....&lt;br /&gt;got back my fm ca1 and i think i did quite ok for it. 1 more mark to get an A1.&lt;br /&gt;but it's just 20% of the overall marks so ya i think too much of getting an A1.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed = bd project day.&lt;br /&gt;but little did i know we only met up for bout 1 hour....&lt;br /&gt;coz we haven got our core products for our shop ready.&lt;br /&gt;sickening....&lt;br /&gt;haiz....&lt;br /&gt;tml shall ask bd tutor again and finally start on phase 2=(&lt;br /&gt;everything is so cork up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hate projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went town after that to walk walk around at tangs....&lt;br /&gt;bought a necklace and hp keychain....&lt;br /&gt;(im in love with shiny and sparkling things!)&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more things tat i wanna buy but hav to control my spendings=)&lt;br /&gt;need to save up....&lt;br /&gt;ahaha....&lt;br /&gt;then after getting some finger food, i left town for work..&lt;br /&gt;plan to start work earlier but then lazy so rot at workplace with my ds lite lo....&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;kyee was slacking as there's no cust so we were chatting lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;station: runner.&lt;br /&gt;with kyee only lo....&lt;br /&gt;and he plan de..&lt;br /&gt;he said if im not workin he wouldnt put himself runner de....&lt;br /&gt;hhhaha....&lt;br /&gt;of course la, the rest all not as senior as us....&lt;br /&gt;hehe....thick-skinned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at night, something happened at sakae....&lt;br /&gt;at about 10.05pm, the power supply in the kitchen suddenly got shut off....&lt;br /&gt;heard from them there's a little fire in the kitchen....&lt;br /&gt;they took the fire extinguisher to put off the fire...&lt;br /&gt;it happened due to wire short-circuit or something....&lt;br /&gt;after bout 5min, the smoke was al around the place and the smell is so poisoneous that most of us went out of the place and stayed out on the walking pathway..&lt;br /&gt;till when the gas and polluted air gets a bit more dispersed then we went back to get our belongings and left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work i went to da pao supper home coz i was hungry....&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;in the bus home, i was playing my ds....&lt;br /&gt;as i was alighting, there's this guy tat i sort of remember seeing his face once i board the bus, goin down the same bus stop as me..&lt;br /&gt;we got off and hmmm i just saw him goin the other direction but he turns and look back at me..or mayb he wasnt lookin at me at all la.....think too much....&lt;br /&gt;when we cross the same road, he look back again....i was looking the the direction wher the cars are coming then i notice lo....&lt;br /&gt;after crossin the road, i was walking towards the left side and i turn back and saw him lookin at this direction again....&lt;br /&gt;am i thinkin too much or just simple crazy?&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;(but then his dressin not bad, he looks ok too.... but........hmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;im just thinkin of knowing more frens, not wanting to get a bf la....&lt;br /&gt;im not so desprate ok....&lt;br /&gt;wahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;good nite=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-2382516153803204020?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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WHAT IS HE THINKIN?&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER DID ANYTHING WRONG OR WHAT SO IM NOT AFRAID TO LET PPL NOE BOUT WHAT HAPPEN....&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?&lt;br /&gt;HE THINKS I GO ARD TELLING BAD THINGS BOUT HIM OR SPREADING RUMOURS?&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER DID THAT LA....&lt;br /&gt;PPL HAV EYES AND THE OTHER 4 SENSES, THEY CAN C WHAT'S GOING ON OR WHAT HAPPEN AND THE MOUTH IS THEIRS....&lt;br /&gt;THEY CAN SAY WHATEVER THEY WANT AND PUT WORDS IN MY MOUTH..&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM SURE I NV DID THOSE THINGS=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S THIS GAL WHO WENT TO TELL PPL THINGS I NV SAID OUT FROM MY MOUTH.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5951038622947503440?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5951038622947503440/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-1960772100262318898</id><published>2008-07-15T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:42:53.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a tiring day....&lt;br /&gt;i had to stay after work to do project..&lt;br /&gt;after project at bout 4pm, i met jimmy go cathay watch 'WANTED'.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHy2fHfsTzI/AAAAAAAAALo/jb3ZVeVqOw8/s1600-h/214327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223250313547108146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHy2fHfsTzI/AAAAAAAAALo/jb3ZVeVqOw8/s320/214327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch other movies but due to time constraint, we choose that movie..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm not bad lo the movie=)&lt;br /&gt;then i got home....&lt;br /&gt;damn sian....&lt;br /&gt;only raise voice to ans mum's qn....&lt;br /&gt;then she thinks i shout at her and she made a big fuss out of it!&lt;br /&gt;as if i owe her this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f* can!&lt;br /&gt;i already damn pissed off here still make me feel like running away from home!&lt;br /&gt;f*!&lt;br /&gt;i hate how life goes!&lt;br /&gt;damn f*!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1960772100262318898?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/1960772100262318898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=1960772100262318898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5353803549794905595</id><published>2008-07-14T23:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:05:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;today is a horrible day!&lt;br /&gt;my 'first woman's day' make me hav stomach cramps and tired so easily.&lt;br /&gt;and it's a MONDAY so it don help at all=(&lt;br /&gt;i reach bd class only at 10am bcoz seriously i dislike the lesson now=(&lt;br /&gt;the teacher's teaching method is not really very helpful....&lt;br /&gt;and he's trying to giv us idea for our biz idea which i think is changin our buz's main concept! boo!=(&lt;br /&gt;i skipped gbe lecture and slack in the library....&lt;br /&gt;then meet up with 09 gals for lunch=)&lt;br /&gt;soon it was tma tutorial n i noe i cant skipped=(&lt;br /&gt;i had an urge to go bugis to do some shopping but thinkin that im meetin up ching at 5 plus, i don think there's enough time for me to do so..&lt;br /&gt;mayb on thurs i might go? haha....&lt;br /&gt;and i went for tma lecture but was TOO TIRED so i slept.... didnt even hav the energy and concentration to play ds lite....=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally lesson ended....&lt;br /&gt;me and michelle went off together first....&lt;br /&gt;while walking, i heard some whistling from behind..&lt;br /&gt;i thought they were for a gal infront of me....(and ya i always ignore this kinda noisy sound)&lt;br /&gt;little did i noe until hui qi walk over after a few mins saying there were a bunch of guys at the back sayin i look pretty -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought i saw somebody whom i knew at the back? dotss.... michelle said huiqi said they were yr1 s? even more dotss...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after i heard bout it, i pause for a while before talking to michelle again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ask her if she noe y i pause? she didnt know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ya i told her,' do u noe like everytime in front of u there's this gal or guy that you think looks good or not bad, but when he/she turn around.... 100points drop to less than 50points?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess u guys get what i mean rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i told her i wonder if the guys at the back think so too? haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;funny to think like that hoh? haha.... was just tryin to humour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahahaha=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ya then i went over to westmall first to wait for ching to end work....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but halfway i cant stand my stomach so went to the washroom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that, both ching and me were in time to meet up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we headed to jurong east entertainment center to play snooker=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss playing it with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as usual i lost so i had to treat him to KFC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we chatted for a while till 10pm before cabbin home=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i reach home early!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so now here i am, bloggin here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;end of story today=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nitez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5353803549794905595?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5353803549794905595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5353803549794905595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5353803549794905595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/5353803549794905595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-horrible-day-my-first-womans.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-7016994720517092578</id><published>2008-07-13T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:48:39.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAD TEMPER DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-7016994720517092578?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/7016994720517092578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=7016994720517092578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7016994720517092578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/7016994720517092578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-temper-day.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-1504975516001290882</id><published>2008-07-12T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:06:02.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;last nite i manage to rest early, not like last few weekends when i only slept at 4, 5am.&lt;br /&gt;so today wasnt very tired..&lt;br /&gt;at work i was slacking the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon shift: front station with cas.&lt;br /&gt;started work at 12.&lt;br /&gt;i felt lazy and cas too..&lt;br /&gt;we were slacking by topping up stuff for the takeaway station at front for bout 1.5hours.&lt;br /&gt;we were chatting and laughing...&lt;br /&gt;i just suddenly remembered that bryan had shouted wrong 'welcome' to custs arriving at the entrance..&lt;br /&gt;suppose to be 'irashaimasei', he shouted 'irashai..ramen..' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i only remembered so told cas. then she laugh non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ya i shouted it out in the end and she said she was about to tell me not to shout that out but too late. wahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm then wah walk by to put his apron in the drawer as he wanna go washroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after he left, i took it out from the drawer and put it on the chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when he come back he cannot find it. then cas gave him hints before he found it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and both of us laugh again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when he's tying the apron, he 'tin siong' so i told cas that he had breast and pointed straight to it, she cant stop laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jasmine said he got A cup..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;only till then at 1.30pm, there's customers sitted at our station.&lt;br /&gt;so ya we were serving cust and doing our usual stuff except that it is more relaxing..&lt;br /&gt;then at bout 3, i was alone at front with less than 5tables of custs left i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;night shift: cashier with xiaoyun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 cashier at night - shiok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was relaxing as there's 2 cashier so even if jam i oso not scare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i nv like to do cashier nowadays for the fear to pay for loss of money at the end of the day=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm i learnt how to do the report today and its so easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as long as i do a few more times, i guess i'll get the hang of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ching called to ask if i wanna join him for supper, but i only left sakae at bout near 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i called him to eat supper, he told me he was done and goin back now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hang up the call and walk to bus stop quite disappointedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we happen to meet on our way to the busstop so we chatted lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he ask me to go back to tabao home to eat but i didnt wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then out of the sudden, he say 'y not i acc u to ur house there to eat?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shock and stun lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thought he already finish his supper then still don mind to go with me when he's working 9full tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i said ok and we went back to my house nearby kopishop to eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we sat by the carpark and chatted there till bout 1 am=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's our usual place to be when he send me home=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after tonight, our relationship is complicated....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmmm........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1504975516001290882?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/1504975516001290882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=1504975516001290882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/1504975516001290882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/1504975516001290882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-nite-i-manage-to-rest-early-not.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5661514339131735557</id><published>2008-07-11T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:26:39.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;late for 8am class as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and always surfing the net in lab class.&lt;br /&gt;then i went for gbe tutorial but was sleeping in class.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;till when cher talk bout my bag as an example for something in class, i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what he say after i woke up? 'wah she's tired,' 'u carry on sleeping la.'&lt;br /&gt;but i was awake so didnt fall asleep again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at fc1 and met up with fazli first.&lt;br /&gt;after which reggie finally arrive after rushing home and back to school.&lt;br /&gt;he was late coz he was 'old' and forget to bring his report..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;(wonder if he will read this)&lt;br /&gt;he ate 2 serving of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up early to discuss on how to present for the gems project later..&lt;br /&gt;crappy gems!&lt;br /&gt;the teacher(mimi)is damn biased can!&lt;br /&gt;racist i guess..&lt;br /&gt;during the lesson i was playing ds lite until when it's our group's turn..&lt;br /&gt;after presentation, mimi says we had done a lot on our research and i think she thinks it good overall? don really know but i know she seems biased towards fazli.&lt;br /&gt;then when everything ended, i need to go for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night shift: runner..&lt;br /&gt;'ma yi' -&gt; xiao ping&lt;br /&gt;ma yi was putting order, im doing everything except putting order. the other 2 are sendign out orders or helping out=)&lt;br /&gt;i knew the kitchen AC is inside so i told ma yi to be careful not to let him jam us.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he purposely wanna jam us.&lt;br /&gt;will he feel happy? i don understand.&lt;br /&gt;anyway we nv jam.... haha.&lt;br /&gt;only once with fried tofu! =(&lt;br /&gt;anyway today shiok coz normal busy and i was doin my favourite station=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work went to acc ching and fei eat support before going home!&lt;br /&gt;nitez=)&lt;br /&gt;gonna rest early tonight=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5661514339131735557?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-8397772588618964316</id><published>2008-07-08T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:41:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jimmy send me de....full of meanings=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♣宁可坦白的被告知真相,也不原成为被隐瞒到最后的愚者.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♣坚强的女人，会哭，但不会输。 坚强的男人，会输，但不会哭！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♣拿起比放下容易的多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♣爱情=执著+想念+吃醋+疑心+甜蜜+心疼+幸福+嫉妒+脸红+撒娇&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-8397772588618964316?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-3537445145439502150</id><published>2008-07-07T11:57:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:42:54.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;skipped BD today not that i didnt wanted to turn up but i overslept -.-"&lt;br /&gt;as u noe, letting my mum know i skipped lesson = shouting and scolding AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand her anymore....&lt;br /&gt;she will shout at me instead of talking to me nicely....&lt;br /&gt;Y MUST SHE SHOUT AT ME?&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY HATE TO STAY AT HOME SOMETIMES!&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could migrate away and i wouldnt need to stand all these unreasonable things done to me!&lt;br /&gt;haiz.... damn!&lt;br /&gt;i feel really sad and wish to get away from her when she shouts at me for small things....&lt;br /&gt;mayb one day when i cant take it, i'll just leave..&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i slept at bout 3am..&lt;br /&gt;i was doing tma last min and so didnt sleep early..&lt;br /&gt;then i was here in school but late for gbe lecture so was slacking in the pc lab.. lucky michelle didnt hav her bd lesson so she's here in the pc zone with me.. there's no tma tutorial today as cher said it is used to replace the trip that we visited changi airport terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for lunch with the 09 gals as usual and left school at 2 to meet ching at kranji mrt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then we met up with chicken little....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;first he drove us to a place that is somewhat like a mall....the purpose of goin there is bcoz ching wanna play the racing car....in the end oso nv play then we went off le....but we head to giant to buy things....and ya we bought alot of tidbits and chips....as if we are going camping.... wahahahaah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;next we went to fetch his gf from school and headed to find the bank for ching to withdraw money..by then, i started feeling hungry and i bet ching sure hungry like hell! hmmm then after 20mins?. we finally reach the place wher we are eating... &lt;strong&gt;' lan....&lt;/strong&gt;dunno what'(forgot!i'll ask chicken little tml) wa the place is located at PERLING and beside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJBj4k3OmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_GoWStrUB8c/s1600-h/DSC00228.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220307002814052962" 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate seafood -&gt; drunken prawns, la la, crabs, fish and 'ma lai feng guang'....&lt;br /&gt;the no. of bowl of rice we ate:&lt;br /&gt;me = 2&lt;br /&gt;ching = 3&lt;br /&gt;chicken little = 2&lt;br /&gt;chicken little's gf = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i ate 2 bowls of rice! haha.... guess i too hungry le bah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm then the bill total up to RM160! ching pay for me coz he say he will be treating me lo....haha....&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we headed to another place sort of like mall de to get some ice-cream....actually plan to eat durian but stupid ching don like....he hate the smell and taste of it....haha....for me i like the taste but not the smell..wahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;before we left jb, we went to somewher that's like a themepark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4 of us played the bumper car and it was so fun! hahaha....it has been ages since me and ching played from our previous time..really enjoyed it!next, we went to try out those stalls that u can play to exchange for gifts.. ching played the stupid game of using the net to catch a duck. he only receive a cd pouch after catching a duck with the lowest winning score....hahaha....ching's quite a bored person, i wan play what he oso say don wan....boring guy! lastly we went to play this ride that rotates and go in circles up and down from slow to fast speed.i didnt manage to get a pic for it so cant let u imagine how is it like.... chicken little didnt wan to take n ching oso don feel like....i guess they scare dizzy ba....haha.... in the end we still took it all together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;before we left, i took pics of the merry-go-round ride there....the lighting is so beautiful! but i only remembered to take this....quite wasted.. hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJC8hXq55I/AAAAAAAAALA/pcyeirYmscM/s1600-h/DSC00230.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220308525593061266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJC8hXq55I/AAAAAAAAALA/pcyeirYmscM/s320/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJDuXAHHoI/AAAAAAAAALI/Udq8t9oWPzg/s1600-h/DSC00233.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220309381803351682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJDuXAHHoI/AAAAAAAAALI/Udq8t9oWPzg/s320/DSC00233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJDzzL69QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8KoYmcq_EGU/s1600-h/DSC00234.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220309475268424962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJDzzL69QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8KoYmcq_EGU/s320/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJELZ6bsoI/AAAAAAAAALY/N8nQjYqtgZo/s1600-h/DSC00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220309880801047170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJELZ6bsoI/AAAAAAAAALY/N8nQjYqtgZo/s320/DSC00239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJEdhRpHSI/AAAAAAAAALg/Y-VWgb2wvJA/s1600-h/DSC00237.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220310192015088930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJEdhRpHSI/AAAAAAAAALg/Y-VWgb2wvJA/s320/DSC00237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then both of us went back while chicken little stayed in jb at his gf house....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that's all nite=)&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/3123748500657236250-3537445145439502150?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/3537445145439502150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=3537445145439502150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3537445145439502150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/3537445145439502150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-didnt-went-for-bd-today.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aWdJfoHwbPk/SHJBj4k3OmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_GoWStrUB8c/s72-c/DSC00228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5904613145259007998</id><published>2008-07-07T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:56:18.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A SONG FOR YEO JIE YING, MY BESTIE + SISTER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAY TO JOAN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I WISH U ALL THE BEST WITH UR ANOTHER HALF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HOPE YOU WILL BE HAPPY AND LIVE HAPPILY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PROMISE TO U THAT WE WILL ALWAYS BE THE BEST PAIR OF SISTERS FOREVER AND EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;IM ALWAYS HERE FOR U OKAY=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;REALLY TAKE CARE! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5904613145259007998?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-4432254621476589205</id><published>2008-07-06T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:14:05.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saturday and sunday = working day to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bored eh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;i don understand y they no longer put me in runner station that often anymore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;i somehow hate it becoz i really like being a runner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;even if they wanna train newbies, i don think i cant help them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;gosh just hate work now....unless there's frens for me to slack with or hav fun with....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;i don dislike the 2 managers but i have a feelin that the one-in-charge doesnt really like me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;i don bother to care so much too.. i just wanna earn money and do the things that i need to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;hmmm some people already know bout me and ching le.. then at work today both of us were talking and joking la, then feipeng come ask me if we patch back.. we didnt.. and i nv plan to...... as at this point we r just good frens and talk like normal lo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;ya im ok and im being myself at work and anywher.... mayb i feel sad as it is a definite emotion that i will feel but i don c a need for it to overcome being myself..hhahaha.... time will eal everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;hmmm went for supper with ching and chicken little and some other workmates....after supper was chatting with ching at the bus stop before i head home.... it was quite late when i reached home + tired, so didnt do the tma project in the end.... haiz.... nite....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;sunday :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;today at work was so ok! coz damn a lot of staff working lo! at nite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;suppose to be front(2), center(3), back(4) and runner (4) but turn out back got 6 staff working! wth! but today still ok le busy lo....i end work at 9 so bought supper and went home.... stayed online to do tma project till bout 2am.... really time to go to bed.... nitez!&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/3123748500657236250-4432254621476589205?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/4432254621476589205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=4432254621476589205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/4432254621476589205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/4432254621476589205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/07/saturday-and-sunday-working-day-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-307075884685430144</id><published>2008-07-04T09:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:43:28.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo emo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i regret sleeping at 1am last night....&lt;br /&gt;this few weeks i hav been sleeping at late hours....&lt;br /&gt;feel so damn tired now....hate to wake up early! sucky.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm was slacking in ascm class but luckily got pc.....&lt;br /&gt;was looking at my blog and saw ching and me de neoprint taken on 22jun08, i suddenly feel so sad....haha....emo.... like sort of hav a feeling that i will miss the times we had together in the past somehow....&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;time will heal me and i'll be better in time=)&lt;br /&gt;haha... &lt;strong&gt;nes jiayou ba!&lt;/strong&gt; just keep those good memories lo....don wish to repeat the process between me and him anymore....i just miss those things somehow....mayb coz we just broke up.... but i believe i can find a better man than him....&lt;br /&gt;but at the moment im scare of getting hurt anymore.... maybe this period of time, my blog will be quite emo bah.... haha....&lt;br /&gt;hope time will pass quickly....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-307075884685430144?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5401613363951196065</id><published>2008-07-03T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:25:39.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs' a late school day today=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to sakae to put my things for tml first before heading to school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with ching and ya that slut like keep pestering him lo.... sms him, call him....so desprate to get him.... i find her so irritating lo....hahahaha.... despo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm and ya! i didnt went for ascm class coz i was late le... n im so gonna skip BD today.... i slack in the library here and print notes..&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with ai ren(kaishin) and sharon at 2.30pm for sakae buffet at ntu=)&lt;br /&gt;after buffet gonna rush home to complete my tma project and study for my make-up test next week....&lt;br /&gt;im feel so full and sick of buffet....&lt;br /&gt;haha...yesterday steamboat, today sakae buffet....&lt;br /&gt;grow fat....haha....&lt;br /&gt;hai gtg go do my tma project and relax after that....but don think i can get it done by tonight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-5401613363951196065?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/5401613363951196065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=5401613363951196065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="left"&gt;FM day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tutorial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=equals=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late(attendence still taken),&lt;br /&gt;breakfast(to save time in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;read newspaper(to get updated with the world and jobs-seeking)&lt;br /&gt;listening to radio(when i cant stand his voice)&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;seriously its like he's talking to himself and he nv notice or even care bout what im doing....&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyoyo....&lt;br /&gt;i so need to work hard for fm by myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wa i so pissed off by someone early in the morning before lesson!&lt;br /&gt;bd again lo....&lt;br /&gt;i decide that the phase 1 leader should do the additional info that cher wanted from phase1....&lt;br /&gt;then this morning phase1 leader sms me ' &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for the collation of the additional info to be shown to cher tml, i think u collate better, coz i scare i'll make mistakes and i'll be home late tonight.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i c le, wa....thought already confirm then now last min ask me to take over her task?....dotss eh...so i replied her that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; already decide is she do de, and in addition if she noes what our bd is about, there's no fear of making mistakes ma. n told her to pls do something as phase1 leader can? cant be everything i do ma.'&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; she say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;' but phase 1 is over. for everythin in phase1 i do le ok, what else u expect?'&lt;/span&gt; i c le i even more stun! i cant believe she thinks she did alot for it....hahaha.... i don mind doing it but anyway, im not free today too.... at least she should hav inform me yesterday ma.... aiyo..she thinks she last min got something on then i very free, sit here wait for her to pass me her task ar? hahahaha.... i cant believe it la.... i wander what impt last min thing she hav but aiya don wanna think or care so much ba.... already decide who's gonna do it then don last min change le.... i think she bu shuang or what and reply&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;,' you instructed me to do it. i hav no opinion to it.although u ask me to do, i din reject coz i thought i was free. now that i've something on last min(...)&lt;/span&gt; [the msg got cut off when i receive i guess.... haha....] i c le, even more dots.... this is not that i instructed her to do....i decide on so is bcoz this is part of phase 1 and she should finalise it.... the phase1 report and ppt oso not she finalise one.... from my point of view i think should be the phase leaders compile their own phase work....so 'ya', she did 'everything' for phase 1 le......c her reply, i got nth to say le......sick of bd! in the end still i ask her to complete it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(feel better after venting everythin out....since i dare to write it here, im not scare if she noes....becoz i feel that im not wrong) by the way, the task is to finalise the categories of products that we r selling and the products' price range...... not much rite?...... aiyo i really dots now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ok back to happy times....&lt;br /&gt;after school did some project stuff before meeting up with mr chin to bugis....&lt;br /&gt;coz we are both craving for the steamboat buffet that's so delicious....&lt;br /&gt;wahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::our plan::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grow fat with steamboat buffet.... (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ya we did!!!!&lt;/span&gt;hahahaha....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*digest with a short shopping trip at bugis street.... (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nah!&lt;/span&gt; i was feeling warm and quite broke soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drop by sim lim square to update a few games in my ds lite.... (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeh!&lt;/span&gt; to the same shop that ching got the ds lite for me....got 8 new games so i wouldnt be that very bored at the moment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hav fun at arcade.... (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as usual yesh=)&lt;/span&gt; and we played the mario racing game which we played on our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very first date on 22/06/06&lt;/span&gt;.... we played it again today..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maybe get jam hsiao's album.... (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no no,&lt;/span&gt; not yet available in china so no cheap...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we happen to sit at starbucks coz i was craving for &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'dark mocha frappuccino'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;then we went back home=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually today is the very last day we r goin out as a couple....&lt;br /&gt;ya today is the day we finally are officially not together....&lt;br /&gt;i so don bear to let go....he too....but think for our future and reality, we don really suit each other....so we hav to do this.....early..........&lt;br /&gt;nitez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-1130764819399737794?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-488845418569258372</id><published>2008-07-01T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:42:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it has been so damn long since i've blog.... like for 3 months already?! wauh! anyone miss me? wahaha.... crapping.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a million things happened in these few months....&lt;br /&gt;its too much to be written down here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now it's a brand new beginning for me again=)&lt;br /&gt;i wanna start afresh so i change my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im able to let go already....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right now i just need time to heal myself and to find back the ME before i met him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need time to get use to my new life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he's no longer mine and im no longer his....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we are just good frens now and still do chat with each other often....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though quite sad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i believe we made the right decision to end our r/s now as we find our character do not suit each other that much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is the reason y we ended it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but....for me there are more reasons to it than just this that we broke up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i do not hav to say it out coz mayb some ppl can c it for themselves as time goes by.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;without him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i believe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*love myself more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*live happier than him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*live better than him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*spend my life more meaningfully....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im sure all these are true when im given some time to get over it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now that i thought of the whole r/s, its not worth it for me to wanna go back to the past anymore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just wanna get over it in the shortest possible time now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am able to=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but well in this r/s i really learnt a lot and experience a lot of reality....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, but, anyway, afterall, he's not the man im looking for....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3123748500657236250-488845418569258372?l=akiko-koichi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/feeds/488845418569258372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3123748500657236250&amp;postID=488845418569258372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/488845418569258372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3123748500657236250/posts/default/488845418569258372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akiko-koichi.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-has-been-so-damn-long-since-ive-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>J-Nes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052300051926908467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxchI0-9hSU/TdMmITqlLZI/AAAAAAAAArY/nwwq9TXLz_s/s220/181925_10150135885573436_753078435_8044947_5476383_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123748500657236250.post-5370594340208679746</id><published>2008-06-30T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:42:49.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;lecturessssssssss day......&lt;br /&gt;just gonna rot in lecture hall today and will be playing with my ds lite....&lt;br /&gt;[oh ya did i mention its a gift from mr chin? haha.... ya he got it for me=)]&lt;br /&gt;but hey im nice to him too okay.... i bought a *portable* gaming device for him last christmas too.... haha....&lt;br /&gt;i think he's lucky to hav me as his gf previously ok....im serious....&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to ds lite....i sort of run out of games to play.... tml im going bugis with mr chin so guess i'll drop by sim lim square to get some new games....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after school im rushing over for work....&lt;br /&gt;there's actually a lscm thingy at nite and ms ok says its compulsory to go....&lt;br /&gt;but to me, really it is nth impt at all....&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;so im not going....&lt;br /&gt;after work im rushing home for projects....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment.....&lt;br /&gt;projects:&lt;br /&gt;tma(hand in next monday)&lt;br /&gt;ascm(pending)&lt;br /&gt;gbe(pending)&lt;br /&gt;bd(all along im stressed up for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasks:&lt;br /&gt;bd(some phase 1 clarifications to be made to bd tutor)&lt;br /&gt;bd(phase 2 parts to present on thurs!)&lt;br /&gt;tma(study for make-up test)&lt;br /&gt;fm(study for make-up test)&lt;br /&gt;daily tutorials!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya anyway i've got anger to vent here! and im not talking bad behind ppl's back.... i do hope they will read this and understand my feelings....&lt;br /&gt;im quite tired with my bd group....&lt;br /&gt;though im the team leader(through draw lots), i don think they should expect everything to be done by me rite....&lt;br /&gt;i've already told them that phase leaders are suppose to be in charge of their phase while im the one managing the time and also helping them out....&lt;br /&gt;but for term 1, phase 1 leader hasnt been doing her part as a phase leader....&lt;br /&gt;i know she did assign the task but after all its still me worrying the whole process and getting everything in place instead of her.... in addition phase 2 leader got the report done while i did minor editing and all these 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