<?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-4137039179679706907</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:07:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysterious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-3657307071914852286</id><published>2010-03-20T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T19:24:38.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Batam after commissioning on weekend</title><content type='html'>This is so so so stupid, simply wasting time... Go there like doing nothing. Wasted my beloved weekend. Oh well, i came back on sat noon, first thing i did was, calling my gf who is currently accompany her friends and will only find me at night. Sigh~ how i wish i can say no to her telling her to come to me instantly. Maybe you might think i am selfish not to let her have fun with her friends, but if u know that on my trip there wasting time and plus food poisioning and almost ended up in hospital, ya i think u wun think i am selfish ba? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind when calling her, was hoping to buy wine at the custom for her that she likes. After asking and asking, finally came to an answer of "no"... sigh~ so i went to ask the lady at the counter if i can buy for one night staying at batam. Zzzz... She told me only 2 days night staying than can allow you to buy. I was like... Haix, just hoping that tonight i can be happy with my gf accompanying me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in batam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you never know all kind of funny things i heard over there. 1st, i was with this company named LGB. There he was explaining what that name was without meaning. Simply to say LGB = life is good in batam. After these two days of staying there, i than understand why he said that. Over there, it seems like girls to them there are puppy love. Can you believe that he can just pet and touch girls that they want and will to pay them monthly just for sleeping with them? To me, no i cannot. I take relationship seriously. But from the girls there, it just made them 不自爱. The girl that i saw, well quite pretty and age 20, was mother of one child and divorced. Than more stories heard from them of other places made me see the world more bigger but uglier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach calls, looks like i wun be happy with my stomach today le... Dear, if i give u moody, hope you understand and sorry for not telling u for food poisoning. I dun wan to worry you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-3657307071914852286?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/3657307071914852286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=3657307071914852286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3657307071914852286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3657307071914852286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-from-batam-after-commissioning-on.html' title='Back from Batam after commissioning on weekend'/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-5499436816442298411</id><published>2010-03-09T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:05:45.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day after day, hour after hour, time ticking pass.. Guess what? My heart is really really broken. I am sad. Hell right, my heart is breaking... Why, can you tell me why am my heart broken into so million pieces? Your words hurt me, your attitude hurts me, so so so many things and times you had hurt me.. Why did i still come back to you? Have you ever try to understand just a single bit? The fact is i had love deeply down in me but did you? Care and concern is part of love, but is it really love? True that alot of things i did made you unhappy and even angry. Did you told me the exact thing? The minute my guess is wrong, there, i simply lost it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding isn't the best cure, when u want to heal it, you have to go for treatment. For now, what is the treatment for me, my poor little hurting heart. I really do not hope i have to die to cure it. If it's so, i will go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-5499436816442298411?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/5499436816442298411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=5499436816442298411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/5499436816442298411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/5499436816442298411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-after-day-hour-after-hour-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-5510314640616083316</id><published>2010-01-24T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:44:31.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long long time after i come back here to see this address... Nothing really changed, no comments, no chat... Guess what, sometime do changed. A new post in year 2010. Wat so special you might be guessing, let me tell u why. First of all, today i went to my colleague wedding. It was kind of happy not only because it is a wedding, it all because i had a very very good time with my beloved sweetheart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been together for 5months plus, for some special reason, i can felt that i had really won her heart and believed that she is mine for sure. Despite knowing that regiving her the link and after she finishes reading the previous blog will make her (sad, angry, emo) but than i still choose to give her. Nothing for me to hide cause it had been a past. What past had pass, no point of being disturb over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is because of this, i can even tells that she cares not surface but deep down in her heart for me. Dear, i wanna say this to you:" I love you". These are the words that is being said not for fun but for the fact that i really do. During the wedding dinner, looking at their video, how i hope that was you with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, tml i will be meeting a person which might be introducing MLM to me. Hmm, hopefully by than when i finish, i can reach my sweetheart place before she woke up. Haha... Than will follow up by finding my insurance forms that i promise my agent to give him... Spring cleaning for me i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Mr oldman le, i wanna be back myself from today onwards. I am who i am, Mr Billy you can call me. A person who dream of getting married with his current sweetheart when the time is right. May this blog really touch your heart... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-5510314640616083316?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/5510314640616083316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=5510314640616083316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/5510314640616083316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/5510314640616083316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-long-long-time-after-i-come-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-7075474910959620370</id><published>2009-10-13T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:18:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who am i? What am i? Why am i? When am i? How am i? &lt;br /&gt;Who am i to you? Your cousin? Your love? Nothing to you?&lt;br /&gt;What am i been doing? &lt;br /&gt;Why am i feeling so sad and hurt? &lt;br /&gt;When am i going to stop being this way? &lt;br /&gt;How am i going to stop thinking and be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i write here, will there be anyone reading? Will there be anyone caring to give any comment? Will there be anyone notice what i trying to say? What's the point of even writing here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said your mind wasn't even off Singapore when you go Genting with me? What were you thinking? Why didn't you told me anything at all? You said that you are sad, why didn't tell me about it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i really there visible in front of you? What can i do to make you happier? Am i hurting you or giving you happiness? I now really dun know. I'm sad. I'm Emo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Learn the 4 wifes and 1 husband!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-7075474910959620370?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/7075474910959620370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=7075474910959620370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7075474910959620370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7075474910959620370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-am-i-what-am-i-why-am-i-when-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-9132354634326104141</id><published>2008-03-11T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:39:54.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back online... Hippie... Down with two old spoilt computer, finally here, my new precious labtop i brought from IT fair.. Hmm, seriously i hate window vista.. So not used to it but than all labtop are window vista from there. Oh well, it's time to change. Talking about changing, my work are also changing. Wondering should i take up the post of the AE or still carrying on with my PD. Sigh headach problem again. Oh well, i am sick that why u can see me posting. I am so busy with work till... Oh well, should have more rest since i sick old man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Old man says:"The older u gets, the more illness u gets!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-9132354634326104141?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/9132354634326104141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=9132354634326104141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/9132354634326104141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/9132354634326104141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1899916608534194075</id><published>2007-10-25T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T20:04:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG... MY DAYS SUCKS.. stupid stupid stupid... can u image what happen ma? bet u never even ever think about it. I went driving that day, wtf, my car crash into other car.. kaoz... I paid so much money so the person wun report this accident. Than next, my bicycle got stolen for the 5th time. WTF LA... sigh! lose every thing liao. sigh! At least i got confirm in my job. Aww, dun really like it also. Haha! sigh! back to maple liao.. Chief bandit here i come. Whahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"when you are down, you are down!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1899916608534194075?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1899916608534194075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1899916608534194075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1899916608534194075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1899916608534194075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-5565007017571055426</id><published>2007-10-17T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:16:00.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been down and depress for a moment, i had decided to lock up my blog for the time being. Well, it's reopen again! Haha! Feel so much better liao. Today i read my old email and for this joke and i wanted to share with anyone who decided to took a peek on my blog agian!&lt;br /&gt;The best joke awardThis is a "BEST JOKE"  award winner in UKOne Chinese person walks into a bar in America late one night and he saw Steven Spielberg. As he was a great fan of his movies, he rushes over tohim, and asks for his autograph.Instead, Spielberg gives him a slap and says" You Chinese people bombed our Pearl Harbor, get out of here." The astonished Chinese man replied "It was not the Chinese who bombed yourPearl Harbor, it was the Japanese"."Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese, you're all the same," replied Spielberg. In return, the Chinese gives Spielberg a slap and says "You sank theTitanic, my forefathers were on that ship."Shocked, Spielberg replies "It was the iceberg that sank the ship, not me."The Chinese replies, "Iceberg, Spielberg, Carlsberg, you're all the same."This particular joke won an award for the best joke in a competition inBritain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this joke funny? Haha! Life sometimes are full of ******... Haha! anyway back to work. Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Happiness are the best cure for almost everything!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-5565007017571055426?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/5565007017571055426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=5565007017571055426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/5565007017571055426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/5565007017571055426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-down-and-depress-for-moment-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-7424587828766939388</id><published>2007-09-30T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T20:54:19.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i dead? why am i killing myself? or am i juz that damn freaking sway? Lets see where should i start... Hmm, the path of my sway period come like that, i got myself bang onto the wall(ouch that hurts).. Than the person i like, rejected me...(Fated?) Followed by as mention i kanna caught by police...(That's so stupid), next day bicycle wheel kanna stolen (haix), somemore injured my knee cap and seriously hurt... (OUCH), went to pray but the temple closed (juz my luck), cycle to celebrate children day almost got killed by bus, this morning fishing with bro almost make him caught the smallest fish ever caught in fishing pond. (That sucks) Why am i juz so unlucky? Alot of things  actually almost killed me, even today, i went for a 12 rounds stadium run, my chest was like so...(almost die again) Is it time for me to die? Am i going to die soon? Sad, lonely, heart pain(both emotionally and physically), hurt, crazy! Is this all my luck? Am i fated to be like this? What had i been doing? Where had my guarding angel been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The oldman says:"Come back to me? pls come back to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-7424587828766939388?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/7424587828766939388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=7424587828766939388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7424587828766939388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7424587828766939388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/09/am-i-dead-why-am-i-killing-myself-or-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-6267214718932080182</id><published>2007-09-25T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:30:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING STUPID POLICEWOMEN.... ISN'T MOON CAKE FESTIVAL MEANT TO PLAY CANDLE FOR PEOPLE LIKE ME? How dare she come and warn me and make us use coins to make all the wax up from floor... BRAINLESS STUPID POLICEWOMEN... Haix... Feeling freaking bad mood and sad liao than go down play candle today, still kanna this stupid thing.. AM i juz that sway or not... Sorry for the bad words but still i cannot take it anymore.. Something gone crazy in me... Can anyone heal me? ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This oldman says:"I had gone crazy!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&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/4137039179679706907-6267214718932080182?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/6267214718932080182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=6267214718932080182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/6267214718932080182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/6267214718932080182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/09/fucking-fucking-fucking-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-7807257162106551191</id><published>2007-09-22T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:54:48.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This old man is sad, is feeling bad, is crazy, is going to get drunk, is dying soon... And this old man is not joking... I still remembered the last 2 times when i drank alcoholic drink, one time i almost ended up seeing a doctor and the other i was... Why am i doing it again even knowing it will harm myself? Well i am crazy.. i had been feeling very sad, i wasn't forgiven by alot of people. Today, even knowing my arm was injured, i still force myself to play basketball whole day with kelson.. Can u juz imagine how do u play when u cannot even raise ur arm up? Well, during evening time i still gone to play a match with other players which we dun know and went to play a serious match. Wondering how my arm are now? Haha! pain of course... Well took some pain killers from doctor, still than what really hurting me now isn't my arm, it's my heart... I am sad, i am really sad... Now i can't forgive myself anymore liao.. Hurting people and got hurt. Is this meant to be my fate? I think i really gone crazy.. Now all i wanna say to you is "I AM SORRY!" I know you are saying i am crazy now, yup i admit i am now.. I dun know what i am going to do next, Juz hope my body wun get too much damage from drinking tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Dun learn this from me, i am crazy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-7807257162106551191?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/7807257162106551191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=7807257162106551191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7807257162106551191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7807257162106551191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-old-man-is-sad-is-feeling-bad-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1125665995803246127</id><published>2007-09-21T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:52:29.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so............................ What the hell is happening to me? i am no longer than same old person i once was. why why why? Bad things happened and happened over and over again... work sucks, life sucks, everything sucks for me... i sux. I not only injured myself badly, i injured the person i like. I AM SORRY! i really dun mean to hurt you. Pls stop ignoring me? i felt like hell when u avoid and ignore me. i am so crazy... If i were given the second chance, if i were, i will stop myself from doing all such stupidily and life for me should be much more better now... I really seek for your forgiveness.. i sux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"The hardest 3 things to say is: help me, i love you and i am sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1125665995803246127?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1125665995803246127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1125665995803246127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1125665995803246127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1125665995803246127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-57347960224838497</id><published>2007-08-12T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:42:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very sad... After feeling sad and lonely and wanna die feeling, now burst out news of my grandmother.. OMG WAT THE HECK... She was been hospitalize.... Wa Kao.... I felt so sad... Looking at her in the hospital, wa lao, it hurts me more than anything... So old yet still need to go hospital. Well, as i was there, she still can make everyone there laugh and smile even she was in pain.. I love her so much... I still remember the last time i was send to hospital doing check up with pipes, it was never a good experience. Now my grandmother, heard that she even need to go for an operation, kaox, i hurt me even more... I almost cried infront of her... Still than i hope she will be alright. May god bless her.. Please dun let anything happen to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"May god bless you, my grandmother!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-57347960224838497?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/57347960224838497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=57347960224838497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/57347960224838497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/57347960224838497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-very-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-9165388313308698240</id><published>2007-08-09T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:08:19.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy national day... Wow, wat a day for me? Totally did nothing... It's so boring for me.. NO friends no thing for me to do.. Haix.. Recently working life make me worst. Feeling super down and depress. Looking at so much couple around me, even worst. Sad and lonely. Haix... Life isn't as good as before when i was in army.. Although tough but happy? people look at me isn't the same as previous. What is going on?? I hate my life so much. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully a new birthday of the nation bring me a new life and hope ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Old man says: "Happy birthday singapore! i love you singapore!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-9165388313308698240?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/9165388313308698240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=9165388313308698240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/9165388313308698240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/9165388313308698240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-2780385245440390594</id><published>2007-07-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:33:51.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long long long time no see le wor, how's everyone? no one tagging liao nowadays.. Haix! anyway so long didn't blog till i forgot so many things i wanted to write liao.. Nvm, i juz wanted to write something happen today, which is i saw my long long long no see friend which hated me for life. Actually i saw her for few times le, but today, from what my friend told me and what i feel too, she cried... What the heck actually happen there? This had been wondering in my mind.. Oh well, dun think get to know since she hated me since last time. alright very late le, i going bed liao.. night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old man says:"Working life are so busy..."&lt;/em&gt;&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/4137039179679706907-2780385245440390594?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/2780385245440390594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=2780385245440390594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2780385245440390594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2780385245440390594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-long-long-time-no-see-le-wor-hows.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-2962017584887987321</id><published>2007-06-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T01:38:28.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, my memories start fading away, alot of things keep on forgetting.. Oh well, selective memory? So what happen today? uh oh, memory lost again.. Haha! let see, now all i can remember is i play bball.. Not bad lo, i won at first but end up losing to the young adult? can consider ba, look so old although got some wear sch uniform. what next, hmm, oh ya, went to buy things, so sian, i call my sis and get scolded for asking her buy, so i drive down to go find her and buy.. How acturate, my love, gave me a sms, asking me if i can go down for dinner with her as she got bluff by her friend. Awww, what should i do sia, hmm, i drove my sis buy liao and get home in like 20min time and drove down to her asap.. Almost meet accident sia, so heng.. Yeah, i get to see her.. Soooo Happpii.... well, although tired but still happy to see love ma.. Who is not happy when u are seeing ur love ones? Accompany her for awhile seeing her study but keep disturbing her, aww.. I shouldn't have lo, she so stress up.. Oh well, than send her home, 1st time she sit on my car when i driving her home.. So unbear to see her go back but still muz lo.. Come to think of it, been wondering when she will be mine and keep thinking of hugging her wor.. Till than ba.. After we apart, i drove back home and use the com, so sian, program don't know how to do and people i wan to chat not online.. Ended up playing maple.. Lol, aww, her bro fallen sick, than occupy her bed.. Hope she got a good night sleep.. Haha... For you guys who is wondering who i am loving right? She can be found in my blog... Happy? i anounce to you all liao.. Hope she really become mine one day.. Ok la, tml hopefully nothing wrong can go out with kel and zheng and ray ba, see me in action wor.. What u thinking, we playing bowling and pool la.. Still than, if she calls, i believe i will be the 1st to disappear.. Hahaha! So tired now, i go sleep le... Nightzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"I am back to normal le, thanks for people who are worried and show concern...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-2962017584887987321?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/2962017584887987321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=2962017584887987321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2962017584887987321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2962017584887987321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmm-my-memories-start-fading-away-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1959142141952580338</id><published>2007-06-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:19:24.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day i gone to botanic garden, which is recently... Haha, funny hor this age still go there, well my "LOVE" is there! Hahaha! The feeling growing for her has change from like to love, well still she is not yet confirm mine.. Ok let see, botanic garden, a happy and sad day to say, happy get to see her, do alot of walking and chatting with friends.. Sad dun wanna mention le, only someone knows... Hmm suddenly felt so wanna see miss ong.. "Miss Ong, where are u? Are you back to singapore, there is so many things i need your help le." So miss miss ong, she is teacher, dun think of any other thing.. she used to be the one who hears all my problem, now she hasn't been back for like more than 8 months.. Where are u? So wanna see u again, Hopefully this new year you will be back. Haix, dun know what to write liao, let show u guys the pic taken on BoTaNiC garden.. Seldom got chance i take pic la, that all i can show where i am inside.. Next time u all go out get chance snap my photo ma, so i can post more.. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man grumble:"Why no one like to take my photo, am i so ugly??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLM7LmvFWI/AAAAAAAAABU/ER-xPPiuejo/s1600-h/171957059108_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071841447472207202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLM7LmvFWI/AAAAAAAAABU/ER-xPPiuejo/s320/171957059108_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLNKbmvFXI/AAAAAAAAABc/RkWP0T9vSUY/s1600-h/445127059108_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071841709465212274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLNKbmvFXI/AAAAAAAAABc/RkWP0T9vSUY/s320/445127059108_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLNSLmvFYI/AAAAAAAAABk/A0SK34LwRMM/s1600-h/451957059108_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071841842609198466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLNSLmvFYI/AAAAAAAAABk/A0SK34LwRMM/s320/451957059108_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1959142141952580338?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1959142141952580338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1959142141952580338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1959142141952580338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1959142141952580338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-i-gone-to-botanic-garden-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RmLM7LmvFWI/AAAAAAAAABU/ER-xPPiuejo/s72-c/171957059108_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1704667600013566051</id><published>2007-06-01T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:45:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today sucks badly in camp.. Stupid sia, i am the only sergeant in the camp and got to do stupid duties today.. After doing all stuff, sergeant major still not happy and wan the stain in the urinal to be gone.. How can it be gone after the stain is there for years? Kao, ended up i also help out my man who came up with the idea of using screw driver.. Eeee... Once in my life time lo, well... Nvm, everything had passed.. Ah Book out, yeah, i rush down to where she is, whahaha! i waited and thank god that i found her. Keke, surprise, dun know i am coming right? kekeke! i look at her all the way till she got off the mrt, wa i didn't know i really got into her for so much. Opps, ok la, i really like her lo, i am serious towards her hor... I finally gather all my courage, to grap her hands. Shy paiseh but super happy, her small soft gentle hand, makes me so dun wan to let go but than she having driving lesson and she is late le.. Ahyoyo right? Hmm, back at home, i saw alot online, oh rat there wor.. She replied.. Haha! i didn't know she go malaysia le.. U guys best lo, didn't let me know if u are not the last one to know.. Haha! anyway she also moved out le, i not too sure where also, juz know near my ex house i guess.. Hmm, doesn't matter, hopefully she remember to message me when she back ba.. Ok, think i not feeling well le, so tired and feverish, think i going bed after my man send me the music.. Nightz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Tiredzzz..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1704667600013566051?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1704667600013566051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1704667600013566051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1704667600013566051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1704667600013566051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-sucks-badly-in-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-8894761216723967172</id><published>2007-05-31T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:43:28.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Awww, today wanted to hide at one corner to peek at her one.. Kaoz, i cannot... Her shop is at the corner, where still got corner for me to hide? No building no anything... how to hide?? Than decided to sms her letting her know than in the end sitting down right infront of the shop where there is a bench.. Seeing no one looking at me, quickly took out camera and took down.. Didn't expect her to accompany me, wow she did.. =D i was so happy. I was introduce to her two brother, didn't get to know more about her elder brother, but i manage to talk alot with the younger one.. He even bring me food to eat.. Is like wa, but how sad, i can't eat cause i drink too much yesterday and i feel like puking.. How sad.. but still i try to finish it and pass it to her and her brother.. Haha! sorry la really cannot force ma, u wan see me puke meh? We talk laugh and took pictures.. But again still no mine pic.. Muz be i dun stand in pic that why always no one wan to take pic with me.. Haha! For the first time i get to see her relatives and her family, wa how stressful and paiseh, but than i dun know what to say to them. Well she look so tired, how heart pain i got, muz be she keep running in my mind, that why she so tired.. Haha! joking.. I really want to let her know how much i really love her and do hope she consider me and give me a chance. Well, now the sad thing... It's time, it's time to leave, leaving to a place where no guys likes.. What are u thinking? Come on la, it's army la.. Stupid off day kanna go back to duty, how sad and tired. Still i wanna talk to her if got chance. Cause i miss her la. You know la, love is like this.. Oh ya, never forget to mention, today after going off from there, i went to my cousin house, there is one parrot.. The adults told me to open to play with.. So i do so lo, than the parrot climb all over me, than i decided to put back. When going to caught it, it bite me, damn it hurts.. My thumb got swollen abit. Where's my chopper, chop off its head.. Jking jking.. I not that cruel.. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid parrot that bite me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old man says:"Love is blind so am i!"&lt;/em&gt;&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/4137039179679706907-8894761216723967172?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8894761216723967172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8894761216723967172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8894761216723967172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8894761216723967172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/awww-today-wanted-to-hide-at-one-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/Rl7Qw7mvFVI/AAAAAAAAABM/sdJ5lGosy6c/s72-c/DSC00491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-3113957981162493061</id><published>2007-05-31T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:09:49.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sorry everyone.. I am so not myself.. Perharps too sad and too annoyed.. Haha, still alive and kicking. Hopefully life resume normal this time. To some it may seem nothing, to me.. haha! Ok let see, what i am going to do today.. Basketball?? Nahz drink too much yesterday, dun feel like going. Watch a movie? Also cause drink too much and tired to watch too. Hmm what else can i do?? I know, i know, i will be going down to see someone i wish to see. Hoping that she is also hoping that i come.. It's her mother shop openning... Hmm, should i let her know i am going or should i juz hide somewhere where she can't even see me.. Haha! oh well, if only she is calling me.. Call me up, dun worry, i talk to anyone who call me today. The most i juz hang up only :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Drinking with bad mood make u sick and drunk only!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-3113957981162493061?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/3113957981162493061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=3113957981162493061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3113957981162493061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3113957981162493061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-so-sorry-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-3392582875619691515</id><published>2007-05-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:42:17.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sorry guys, today i am in a super foul mood. My life seem so bad.. It juz sucks... I really so dun wan to live. I dun wish to talk in msn. Sorry. No one will know how i feel now, it really juz sucks. Now than i know that i knew nothing, NOTHING at all for my 3 years studying. Why do i still come home? Why should i still come back here.. I should have die outside.. I sucks.. I am so down, so down after the interview till i can actually took one bus which i didn't know where it head and ended up taking one hour ride to bedok. I really hate myself. Wanting to go up high and ended falling so painful. I dun even have the face to stay at home. I wan to go, i really want to go.. Some place that i believe shall cool me down now.. Good bye everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Good bye!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-3392582875619691515?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/3392582875619691515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=3392582875619691515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3392582875619691515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3392582875619691515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-so-sorry-guys-today-i-am-in-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1102090282321852970</id><published>2007-05-30T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:58:24.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few more hours to my interview, feeling tired and restless now due to the late night talk with someone i like so much that i can't bear to hang up. Hey hey dun think i complaining hor, i am happy that i get to talk to her... She now also damn tired lo.. Oh well, today is such a bad day for me, early in the morning started to rain... Now Now Now, suddenly i felt like i dun wan to go for the interview... I dun know why.. Life sucks.. I feeling super depression now and there isn't anyone i can really approach.. Am i really ready for everything in life? Am i really wanting to settle down all my life? Is this the lifestyle i actually wanted? I had been think all night long of stuff that was told by her.. Still i didn't really know i wan for life.. I felt so sad and depress now. I dare not to call her now.. Sorry! Please god, let me have a sense of direction where i am heading, i felt so lost now.. Hopefully death is not the solution as there isn't anything hurting me till dying.. Wat am i thinking, omg sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:" Depression and lost,who cares!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1102090282321852970?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1102090282321852970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1102090282321852970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1102090282321852970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1102090282321852970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/few-more-hours-to-my-interview-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-7249203420441387997</id><published>2007-05-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:04:27.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aww, siao one juz now, i was driving to my friend house in order to learn more on what i am going to give a surprise.. On my way there, i went wrong road as planned, than ended up something wrong happen.. I miss the junction that i need to go in, at a driving speed of 70km/h with a car tail gating like that, i slow down to wait for other car to get off so to not miss that junction. Extreme right lane to left and turn in at 30km/h, it is damn fast lo.. siao one.. Cause of this i also put coupon at 8am... Wth am i doing... Hahaha! anyway now safe and sound at home again.. Haha, think today i should really stay at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:" When you drink, do not drive! I didn't drink, i dun think i should drive too!HAHA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-7249203420441387997?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/7249203420441387997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=7249203420441387997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7249203420441387997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7249203420441387997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/aww-siao-one-juz-now-i-was-driving-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-8800125746604601145</id><published>2007-05-29T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T19:36:40.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hmm, today played pq with zheng.. Ah yo, should i say noob? Whaha! I know i too pro le, that why u like blur blur one.. Oh well, dulan with other party but still get to complete twice.. So sian... after that i went out to cycle alone at the beach.. Hmm, is like so long i haven't cycle from home le.. Still as show off as can be, i free hand almost all the way, while passing the traffic light, one idiots bus driver speed on the turn, i was like 10cm away from the bus and almost get knock down lo.. Idiots.. Carrying cycling to the beach, saw a kid sitting on the pony, he looked at me as if seeing monkeys in the zoo?? I am not hor... Hahaha!! jkjk.. Free hand all the way from one end to the other end of the beach. So long didn't cycle the same old path le.. Took some pics wor.. wanna see? bet u wan! haha, kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RlwNurmvFTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gj2ko3GvOHw/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069942376142673202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RlwNurmvFTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gj2ko3GvOHw/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RlwNzrmvFUI/AAAAAAAAABE/MFawdF1bCmE/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069942462042019138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RlwNzrmvFUI/AAAAAAAAABE/MFawdF1bCmE/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't the view nice? Always down there not moving right? so weird.. Haha! The other pic is a group of teenagers playing some passing ball games and they keep yelling.. Haha! pic still ok ba? i hope! Ok now safe and sound at home, tml going interview le.. Wish me luck wor! Going for dinner le, byeZZ!! mum nagging liao.. Always.. HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man asks:" Why does all mum like to nag?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-8800125746604601145?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8800125746604601145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8800125746604601145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8800125746604601145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8800125746604601145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm-today-played-pq-with-zheng.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RlwNurmvFTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gj2ko3GvOHw/s72-c/DSC00476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-3626472706310119950</id><published>2007-05-28T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:42:29.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha! I am just so mysterious... Even the girl i like also say so.. Right?? =P Anyway, today is the first time that i had been asked out from her for a dinner... I was like so happy.... What else can i dream of from a so busy girl that willing to come out with me? I sudden felt a good progress with her.. After dinner, i manage to ask her out to the beach.. We chit chat and walk.. I keep seeing her hand swing here and there, so wanna grap it.. But... i didn't.. How sad, she isn't my gf yet, i can't do that... I felt happy to see her, but still i felt sad too... Although it seem like a dating, but than so many message and phone rings.. How sad.. Wonder if she knows it?? So many times i actually wanted to ask her to be my date, wanted to let her know i wanted her to be mine but than i know from her she didn't wanted to start a relationship. How sad.. It's okie, i dun force you. While on her calls, i told myself, i shouldn't be so selfish. She is having her exams tml, why am i still here making her staying with me... Therefore i actually set alarm of 8:20pm to send her home.. So unwillingly but i did it.. If only time can stay there forever, if only i can keep her with me.. Juz my luck, even walking her back to her house, still got phone.. Haix, ok la, can't blame someone that is so busy.. Till now i still dun know what relationship we are yet. I juz know our relationship are growing closer everyday, i do believe one day u will give me ur answer. From your blog, i hopefully didn't bring you any trouble or make u unfocus. If this is the case, i will rather you tell me and i will juz make myself disappear than to see u so troubled and unhappy. At least i can release one trouble stuff if that really helped. Anyway, i really felt jealous and sad after reading especially one of his testimonal. Stating that u are attached protected adored and nt avaliable... If that is true, please let me know and dun hide from me. Aside from what happen today and my feeling, hahaha i going to have an interview this coming wednesday.. Happy and sad.. What's so happy? I got a job (high chance ba), job place is near my love sch... Sadness =( So far away.. Hopefully is near my house ba.. Tml will be a busy day i guess, apart of rewriting my resume, printing and doing alot of shit stuff, lets hope everything is successful ba. Wa feel so like vomiting now.. Better had some rest le, take care very one and nightzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Jealousy bring you to no where, Patience are the most important factor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-3626472706310119950?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/3626472706310119950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=3626472706310119950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3626472706310119950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/3626472706310119950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/hahaha-i-am-just-so-mysterious.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-7652950802073512486</id><published>2007-05-26T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:57:57.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soooo sorry... Still haven't get the photo.. Cannot post the pic.. Nvm.. Sharing big secrets... Dun read ok! Today, i went to teach like usual. Wa, that girl that i like, finally pop up there liao... Is like so happy and so shy.. Dun know what to say to her, just wanted to stay as close to her as possible. Whole day teaching, really not get to talk to her at all.. Even playing games with the kids, i was like so far away from her. Oh well, nothing i can say, perharps is juz fate. After awhile, i finally decided to tell everyone i am not coming anymore. Took pictures with everyone, than we depart away. Even going back, i still dun get to see her, she went off even b4 get to say goodbye. How sad. Is this the last time i am seeing her? Will i get to see her again? I wondering... Just b4 everything seem hopeless, yeah she message me. She wrote goodbye to me and she is happy to see me but sad that i wun be coming agian. Awww it's like... Asked her to join us for dinner, got me ben and pearlyn but she didn't wan, how sad. i than recieve a message from her, she say she meet her friends and wow she miss me wor. I was like flying to the sky.. 1st time got people miss me liao wor. So i decided to send her home after that. After we depart from dinner, i send pearlyn off since i got nothing to do and ben is taking mrt. Half way, i ask her if what time she going to meet me. Aww she done long ago and didn't message me. I say goodbye to pearlyn than rush back to find her where she is waiting in the MRT. Told her that i talk to pearlyn and stuff, i sense that her face expression changed. Next wrong thing i done was saying sure or not in missing me... Not that i dun believe, but like is so long no one ever miss me so i ask abit. Hope she is not disappointed and unhappy about it. Actually wondering, is she jealous? If she is i will be so happy, cause if she jealous mean that i got chance but than she will be unhappy. Haha.. We chat abit and started to walk her home le. Walking her home seems so fast and yet going back home is like so far. How i hope time slow down when sending her back. Oh ya, while walking back, she told me stuff happening to her with her friend that like her and her ex.. What does this means sia? I am gald to know this but than should know i get jealous one ma. Oh well, knowing i get jealous, i truely believe that i like her than a crush le ba. 1st time reach outside her house, i was like so paiseh. She ask me to go in to have a sit, but i felt so shy to go in lo. Proceeding to the beach, i went to toilet and go back passby her house to see her b4 going home. Ah yo, she didn't saw me, should be eating her dinner but i saw her watching tv. Hmm she told me she ate finish liao, so fast sia. Say i wore yellow is so bright but than still didn't saw me when i was facing her lo... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Old man says:"I think i like you truely madly deeply."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-7652950802073512486?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/7652950802073512486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=7652950802073512486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7652950802073512486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7652950802073512486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/soooo-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-7065952493358781186</id><published>2007-05-12T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T23:43:22.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Contines from previous post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, late in the afternoon my friend asked me to go east coast park go rollerblading with them. Was thinking so long didn't rollerblade liao, still know how ma.. Hmm.. Nvm i gave it a shot, Aww was like so hard.. Still remember the last time i rollerblade was like sec 4, times flies... Still than i do know how to move and didn't fall down okie? Well, i keep thinking, why am i so slow and my friend mandy(girl) was like so fast.. Rushing like hell, whenever i caught up with her, i was like half dead.. Tiring.. Till it rained, we found a shelter and took a rest. Finally resting time, than i realise my blade wheel got problem. The wheel was cracked... OMG! Did i spoilt it? Nooo.... Removing one wheel from the blade, the rain stopped. We went back to the shop, wow i was like so fast and not tiring at all. Damn the blades, than on my way back, i found out one more wheel starting to crack.. Awww! Muz be they give me the lousy shoe.. I took off the shoe and join them by running. Wa, that was so tiring... Stupid shoes... reached the shop and my friend help me quarrel with them, i was like so exhasted. Than they quarrel about more time for me to blade but i was so tired, how i am able to go on? Stopping their quarrel by returning half hour earlier, i join them by running.. Siao one, they cycle and blading, how i win them? Felt tired and i went to the beach alone waiting for them to come back. Alone in the beach, the sand the sea, ah i started thinking about her again. She didn't message me or call me. How sad! Felt a moment of sadness, with tiredness and sadness i went back to the shop to wait for them to return. Wa they return liao and we all went to the beach again. This time round got i burried mandy leg in the sand.. Photos was taken wor.. Next time than post, cause i didn't recieve it cause her computer was down. Dun mistake she as my gf hor, she got bf and going to rom once that guy ask her.. She is juz my good friend. Now back at home, tired sad hungry lonely, looks like i should be drinking and get drunk later. Kz.. Logging off liao byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"I hate lairs!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-7065952493358781186?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/7065952493358781186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=7065952493358781186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7065952493358781186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/7065952493358781186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/contines-from-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-8015907055969616341</id><published>2007-05-12T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T13:24:46.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, thinking of blogging so here i am talking rubbish again.. Hahaha! Why sudden out of no where blogging ah? Hmm, why ah? Haha cause i fall in love le.. It felt so great to have such feeling once again, heart beating irregular repeatively thoughts of someone.. Finally i am back to a normal person liao.. Rather sad to say, i had been feeling very low this few days cause of such feeling. I felt sad, lonely and even worst hate. I knew things i shouldn't have, the girl that i love, why did i dig out stuff which make me so down. My heart broken down into million pieces, i can't think normally and act normally. I hate liars. Why must she? oh well, i also dun know what i writing now liao.. Anyways, i will be going out tonight to drink my hard liquor to make myself drunk tonight. Wun be in today i think.. ok cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The oldman says:"I am very sad today!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-8015907055969616341?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8015907055969616341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8015907055969616341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8015907055969616341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8015907055969616341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/05/once-again-thinking-of-blogging-so-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-4025218086776642734</id><published>2007-04-08T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T11:31:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh! i thought this blog is dead... seems like can't do.. failed to post my so many days blog which actually wrote for 3 hours.. Nvm, since yesterday so happening and i wish to remember it in my blog.. Haha! who still reading my blog ah? remember to tag me if u read wor. Ok lets say about yesterday, ahh after teaching in shg, i went out with my friends. Final destination-"k-box".. Wa they siao one, order one hard liqour. Singing like shit for me but i heck care juz scream.. No voice liao la.. carrying on drinking, wa i getting abit drunk le. than they dare people to drink without mixer. my best friend ying, siao one scared but heck care and drink and say no problem.. some how edicted, she carrying on drinking alot. Should have control her for not drinking.. Didn't notice she even took my and drink.. See la, now u really drunk liao la.. Hey i very gentleman one hor, i do nothing but juz to help and protect her hor.. So good person like me still can't find gf, perharps is too good to get a gf ba? Hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says: " for fun laughter and joy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-4025218086776642734?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/4025218086776642734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=4025218086776642734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/4025218086776642734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/4025218086776642734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahh-i-thought-this-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-8231313478044636690</id><published>2007-03-25T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:09:15.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-8231313478044636690?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8231313478044636690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8231313478044636690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8231313478044636690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8231313478044636690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1988903339181363620</id><published>2007-03-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T01:31:56.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahaha!!! All cannot see my blog.. Whaha!! Psps, forgot to unlock before i go back camp.. No time, than that day conference with ray, zheng, rat till 12am... They keep complaining that cannot see my blog... LOL! aww, shouldn't have conference so late, early in the morning 5am kanna wake up by people to go down to welcome new officers and RUN with them.. stupid right? Woke up so blur blur de.. NOT ENOUGH sleep... Than go to eat bread for breakfast.. Following tat i bring my man to go see doctor.. Sian sia, dun know need to go medicial center how many times sia. Haha! Came back le, i went do a stupid survery that i can't be bothered.. Got the news that i coming back home at friday morning! It's like wa!! i go back camp for 1 day this week! Hell yeah! LOL! What more funny thing is that, that day evening we were told that our mess is finally open.. Whaha! mess open is not funny, funny things is they invited people from changi "ah kuah" &lt;-- (change sex of boy to girl people) and girls to perform.. Kaoz why choose ah kuah???? Nvm, i went to the mess opening than they force us to leave the show the girls are performing and see the mess.. Oh well, confirm will go take a peek de ma! i also man leh! Guess what i saw? My man doing push up so happily for the 1st time!! Why?? cause they got those girls sitting on them.. After peeking i went back to the mess! Not bad wor, new pool table, xbox, ps2 and alot of things wor... It's like the que is so long.. So dun wanna left like that sia.. Thought that we really going to miss the show, our officer, a friend of my in poly, shouted:"Ok everyone, stop all ur games, the ladies are here! It's show time.." It's like a sudden POOO! stunted and surprise.. What more happening is the performance.. They started dancing with the music, out of sudden they pull people to sit on the chair.. Phew! Heng i am not one of them, i still got chicken pox, remember? Than a eye opening things happen.. The girls started stripping her tops infront of everyone and dance on those sitting on the chair.. Wa! Can like that ah?? WTH?? Oh well, some face so red sia! Dun think they see girl face red la, they drink alot of beer, kanna force de.. Me also kanna force but so heng i got chicken pox, run away so many things.. More to go wor, continue reading.. Girls gone le, we carry on the planned games.. Wa, they really played with so much beer wor. All kanna force to drink 20 beers per group.. I felt so proud of being the victim of chicken pox for the 1st time sia.. After that, Girls gone liao still got ah kuah i mention right? They came in le.. Got one i really cannot tell is boy or girl sia.. They perform dance pulling our CO wor.. He really damn on sia, the ah kuah strip him and perform ****** Err.. Think that is for all the things, got small kids reading my blog, they haven't grow up, dun dirty thier brain la.. See they now high liao! whaaha!!! =p okok still got one more let u all high! We after the last game, all call out to see the belly dance by the girls.. All looking chio and sweet wor, too bad my heart not set on them, still waiting for ray to find me one.. =p During thier dance, Kaoz they start pulling people agian.. Why they so like to pull people de?? Are we handsome or what? Whaha!! Got one girl almost wanna pull me out de, than i softly say i got illness than arrow the person next to me.. Haha! Heng i didn't get pull out, After they dance with them, they were told to perform the belly dance! Whahaha, really cannot stop laughing sia.. Finishing the perform soon, they play push up again.. See before le but not sian, this time round they arrow us that are not here juz now.. Phew, all know i cannot be pull out de la, whaha so i go pull people! I am evil! hahaha~ They get to choose which girl to sit on thier back, got one look like grow up of viviann wor, Shhh! dun tell her ah else later she scold me! lol! Power sia, my officer win the game with 50 push on with one heavy girl sitting on his back.. More power one is my CO, asking all 4 girls and 2 ah kuah to sit on his back, still can do 10 sia.. Damn strong la him.. Finally ended my day le, wa really tiring day sia.. i went back to sleep at 12am again! Oh ya juz before i sleep i message ray cause i heard from zheng she go down town east.. She say no wor, than like not happy like that! Oh well, too tired i slept b4 seeing her last sms! Why i sms her right u muz be thinking? Cause that day noon time i planning my off days and i call up zheng ma.. Day finally end le, It's friday morning, BOOK OUT LO, yeah! Juz before i go down to book out, i saw the floor outside the room wet wet de.. I go and ask than found out my man vomited due to drink too much of beer.. Waa, heng i slept like a pig, didn't smell or see anything! all drunkard! ZZz.. Came back home, haven't even eat, I login msn to find that dongli to get my video which u can see beside on the right! Than we meet at kel house to try get the video, Kaoz damn him, say didn't bring the cable cause spoilt, msn didn't say and yet i reminded him.. At there, that kel play with knife sia, bring out one chopper and fight dongli... =.=" Anyway got so angry with dongli today that i started wacking him and video cam it down.. The kel also very funny. Other video was about him chopping that poor nemo... They all really.. nothing to say sia.. Still got star war de, say wanna you tube wor! lol! Go ask him for more info if u wan to know, my blog very long today.. After that, all come my house so to transfer file to my com, sis not very happy about it wor.. Oh well, for u guys to enjoy the video ok la.. :) Didn't eat anything, i go out find kel and jia hao as they left b4 finishing transfering.. Than kel say wan to go ray house for lunch. Huh ray house got cook ah i asked him, he say no la, near her house! lol! So we cycle there! Tiring hor, dun play play, i bring them one big round to reach east point than carry on to be brought by kel.. Reaching there, ray was walking the dog with xin qing, haha 1st time seeing her sia, not like the person i talk in the phone so "noisy and crazy" one leh. She look so quiet de! Shy or paiseh? Nvm, i manage to get the dog and make the dog run while i am cycling.. Wa the dog so fat still can run sia, ray muz be u la, u piggy le still wan make ur dog piggy ah? ;p Can run de ur dog.. Feel so thirsty and hungry.. Cannot take it liao, 3 of us cycle to supermarket to buy drinks.. Came back find ray than finally see her kept her dog and all go eat.. During there i decided to play the 4d again.. Kaoz bet u wun believe this, the numbers is exactly the same as that time i play with zheng.. strike 4d also not so accurate ba? Wat more funny is ray arrange almost the same as last time.. Should i buy or not? wondering?? Number given are me, kel, jia hao and xin qing but she didn't know anything... Haha! After lunch, started drizzling.. We all go up to ray house.. Wa in my life 2nd time going to condo wor... It's really nice down there, compare to my house, lol! Not as small as what ray told me b4! All down there started joking around disturbing ray and xin qing study.. So bad sia, i also kanna disturb cause i doing ray math but kept the answer with me, dun be lazy wor ray. Got answer than check with me! Hahaha! (evil) Than finally i finish almost all question cause can't do it anymore, they so noisy, so annoyed when i wan to do things and people so noisy.. We all cycle on the road back to tampines, Kel dun care the car keep cycling on the road even got path! He ah.. Than we played basketball later.. Wa got 2 people down there challenge me and jia hao after kel left.. One play speed like me and other play shooting de.. Not bad sia, we still manage to win 11-10 even thought they started leading and we keep missing! After the game, kaoz someone steal jia hao slipper.. IDIOTS! slipper also wan to steal! No choice we go find but till no vaild! sigh! nvm ask him go back tell his mum lo.. Buy dinner but haven't eat i come back com liao! Zheng online le, told him some but he scolded me.. Sobs! say i didn't call him go, than today bobo, viviann and rat go basketball.. Aww! Is like we spilting our group liao le.. Sad! Saying about sad, ok here i telling u all why today i so sad.. Cause got spilting group feeling, ray put ants in my drink(she say she dun know), ray didn't put in effort while studying, dongli didn't bring cable, zheng scold me, kel didn't accompany me for dinner(kidding), jia hao lost slipper, viviann still grounded and more la, got alot of mix feeling now.. Sadness, hatred, angry, happy, all didn't remember my hp and lots more... Finally got my pic of my beard! haha! I think i upload next time, com got problem liao! Anyway happy reading! The end! My 3hours blog, guess not 2hrs only! hahaha! Cause didn't wan to set password and create blog for my secrets.. Today too tired le! Happy ma i finish my blog le?? Kekeke! Oh ya psps, jia hao leg bleed today, complain to me during conference i didn't put. Haha! Still got, ray thanks alot wor for teaching me how to put the video in my blog.. :) &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:" The body release heat fastest from the ear, hand and leg"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1988903339181363620?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1988903339181363620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1988903339181363620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1988903339181363620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1988903339181363620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/hahahaha-all-cannot-see-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-3804522686602834704</id><published>2007-03-14T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:36:20.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awww... Kao kao kao.. Why??? Rat and zheng saw me going to bball court and shouted me but i didn't heard... WHY??? So sway ma? oh well, that is yesterday... Back to today.. Early in the morning, i woke up.. Yawnz.. Slept at 2am and woke up so early again... Sianz.. Dad out of no where pop out and scold me.. Early morning use com liao not tired, at night still use net till 2am ah.. Wanna die ah?? Sleepy mood didn't care so much, in my heart, "Ya, cannot ah? live so sad die better right?" nahz cannot say that out.. Haha! Today my sister so good sia, so hardworking.. Helping out my mum thoughout her house work.. Cooking, washing and this and that.. Me watch rocky with her after that and hua yang shao nian shao nu... Watch till i fallen asleep wor.. whaha! Tired.. Online saw no one de.. Only rachel... Sure cannot ask her out one, she so buzy... Oh well, i went to see my blog.. No one read again! Err err.. wrong wrong, i saw someone, oh is jia hao... Wa he spend so much effort to find my blog sia, from kel to zheng than to me.. power! oh well, he also bored like me, nothing to do.. I locked my blog liao than went out to cycle.. Cycle passby viviann house, rat house, zheng house, boyun house than pass by bball court, of cause la, i like bball so much! Aww saw desmond thier group, dun wanna play with them than went on.. Finally tired le.. i rest at stadium bball court! watch few match of the young boy and girl play.. That girl brother with her pair up vs 3 other boys.. Girl dun know how to play, brother leh wa damn pro lo.. Really surprise! Bored again, i went abit further to train my bicycle skill! i manage to cycle round and round free hand le! Whaha!! Went back home liao, i saw jia hao! Whaha! knew will get to see him somehow.. Than after awhile, that dongli, kaoz sprain one boy leg.. Hmm, i help him by carrying to the shop as he wanted.. Running while carrying wor! Bet he weight more than 60kg.. Cause i measure with carrying jiahao and dongli which weight 50++ dun tell u how heavy they are! Than dong li told me that boy fake de, after he come out from the shop, he can run wor, oh well who cares! Being bored, i play down there with bicycle, i carried the bicycle with one hand on the air so high! Stupid dong li say i can't cycle with carrying one more bicycle! Wanna bet? i really cycle with another bicycle! Yeah! i am fitto! lol so fun that i took pic and video wor.. Dong li say wanna post it up in the U-tube! Hahaha! let see if i get famous! lol!! 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Let see what i should write, ya today very sad.. Dun know where everyone gone.. I say will call kel to see wanna go where, but didn't and ended up i go cycling.. Ah are we fated to be together?? haha! cause juz happen when i go down, i saw his back, not very sure is it he, i rush to reach him. Wa.. really is him wor.. Yeah! So happy, he told me he was looking around if able to see rat and zheng which was told to go bobo house, kaoz no one wanna let me know sia, so sad... Whole day at home waiting to get call out and fallen asleep due to waiting.. Sigh!! Nvm felt being outcasted, i stay with kel down there.. Hahaha! i finally know who desmond is le, first time saw him. So angry with the game today, my hand dun know what happen, ball reach my hand sure slip.. The first game lost due to no grip, i kaopei down there than they heard.. opps! Not that i dun admit lose la, dun believe can ask jia hao how slippery my hand was.. i use the sand to rub still no use.. Totally no grip at all.. Then those idiots, wanna show off and make me paiseh say since i say cause of ball, change ball rematch.. Ok la, i admit lose can. Need like that ma, nvm i talk in my heart muz win even without grip. Kao they change the all star team, got one super pro guy wanna choing me make me more paiseh.. 2nd game juz 5min 6-0.. It's like wa.. I haven't warm up leh.. Got fire up liao, choing ah.. Poop, 6-6, i show the anger of billy, whaha! no la not really angry la, juz dun wan paiseh so much, i still remember he so hao lian till act act, so angry till i jump so high and reject his ball.. WOoHoo! they all stumpled for a while.. Ok la, maybe he is short that why so easily rejected.. Last ball le, so eager to win, i choing.. OMG... lost grip again, ball lost to that pro, 2point shot, AWwww!!! game lost 7-6... Oh well, i admit lose anyway, dun wanna say anything else will make me so scare to lose, lose face lose face lo, i go there for fun anyway.. Anyway nice job guys, from 6-0 to 6-6 is like 6-0 for a choing.. Said by kel and jia hao too wor.. keke! Than kel went to send someone back to busstop.. We play for like another 20min, Grr... the weather forecast is here.. Sigh, so wanna sing:"raindrops keep falling on my head..." haha! ran away ah, i dun wanna get sick again ah.. Stupid rain.. anyway, choing to my house, pengz rain stopped.. Nvm, i went back home log in msn, still see no one wanna talk to me.. It's ok, i know i kanna outcasted le ba, juz tell me la.. Only person who replied is ray.. So nice of her.. Haix.. Bad things still not ended yet.. Today, as my mum dun know gone what crazy, keep on wanna scold me and quarrel.. Dun wan to eat so early also cannot.. She got angry and dun wanna eat.. Than my dad started saying things.. Kaoz i also will get angry one lo.. Dun wanna say this thing le, though this thing happen, i still love my mum.. Sorry mum, i shouldn't have make u angry.. Ah ya, write this she also dun know, she dun know english and somemore my family dun know i blog one.. Oh ya, kaoz didn't know till i reach home, my toe kanna one big skin drop off.. wa! should have write sport shoe today.. Hmm ya hor i miss out, today in msn, my friend call me down to badminton at sat wor.. It's like how many years i didn't play liao.. Oh well, hopefully i still know how to play.. Now been taking photos taken during chinese new year from my oversea cousin.. Thanks kor for the effort of sending me photo.. But the file abit big sia, 174MB.. looks like net will keep having problem ba! lol! thnx alot kor.. owe u one.. Ahh, juz wanna thank him in msn he kanna dc again.. See file too big also like that one.. sigh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"An apple a day, keeps the doctor away!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-8023256683801403658?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8023256683801403658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8023256683801403658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8023256683801403658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8023256683801403658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-sorry-sorry-i-know-got-some-using.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1300763479404794382</id><published>2007-03-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:03:32.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is at below, scroll all the way down...&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Brush your teeth twice and floss once daily, it's hygiene"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-1300763479404794382?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1300763479404794382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1300763479404794382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1300763479404794382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1300763479404794382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/dim-fname-fnameinputboxenter-your-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-211298413197879051</id><published>2007-03-11T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:43:27.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awww... I realised that i forgot to write alot of things happened, psps... Hmm, nvm i add on now.. Haha, well not too late wor.. Let see, that day while walking to sim lim square, that boyun, give me a wack on my chest and stomach out of no where. Didn't manage to avoid and block, kaoz i got a great blow due to hasn't been eating well and not been execise for 2 week.. Nvm, i can take it but hopefully not again, i really feel pain wor... On the bus to tampines, we also prank call viviann and kel, but not really prank for nothing, i asked viviann for a number and kel to arrange for our 4D.. Sad to say, sat one didn't open, i now hoping to see my number in 4D today wor.. Haha.. Than that day ends with arcaded game which we play the game where the plastic disc that we hit to score.. Haha, we ended up a draw.. They play so rough sia, every time the disc fly out and ended up i keep picking up de... So paiseh u know or not.. Oh well... Also we wanted to play pool but kaoz, 7dollars per hour, will u play it? Not me cause we juz wanna play for awhile only. If got time i sure play cause compare to the single game, i think more worth.. Hopefully i didn't miss out much other things as that day is really alot of happening things, haha.. Hmm, one more thing to add on, shermaine, that night i did a conference after my blogging. Aww, was so tired and yet she said something she shouldn't... oh forgot to say why i call her hor, haha cause i wanna apologise to her as i spell her name wrongly. Well, not being rude to her as i dun know her, i nicely wish her goodnight and hang up.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up sleeping for 5hr plus, i woke up morning to bring my brother to fishing pond at pasir ris. Wa super tired and yet i need to drive, heng nothing bad happen but really almost.. Too tired, reaching there, i spend one hour with him and fish together there. It was the first time i saw so much small fishes at the bank there. Err the bank meaning near the place where we stand to cast the rod hor.. Not $$ ah.. haha! I saw like about 50 quite "big" small fishes there, so wanna use a net so scoop up and keep wor.. Well, the fish so small cannot eat. As for the bait of my brother, it ended up eaten by small fishes far away and no fish was caught for the hour, didn't go back as i go out with them, hopeful my brother will bring back alot of fishes yea. Than my mum wun need to buy fish to cook le.. Driving back home, spend some time on the net talking to kel, i went down to run only with zheng, u really on sia zheng, not like kel, his lung pain so didn't run. Immediately after the run, we went to play basketball with kel which followed up using bicycle. At the basketball, saw a sec 3 girl playing but i didn't know she so old wor, somemore while playing the ball hit her hp. Kaoz i apologised but she dun seem like having any respond de. Playing "DIE" and final winner, "me" kekeke! Than going back home liao came out at 12pm to go find viviann, didn't notice me nvm but dun need to show infront of me ma. We went to the food palace, kel order food and other except me and boyun. Kaoz they use bubble tea pearl and any how shoot.. See la, uncle scold liao la.. Than bo yun still like that, act as if nothing happen and reply back ya la ya la!! I dun know wan to scold him or what sia.. After that we send viviann back home.. Lingering around her block, we came to the void deck near my house playground to play card game. Got rat, boyun, kel, zheng and me.. rat all games also dun know how to play one.. Haha.. Well, playing daide, kao today dun know what happen, all my card so good, winning all the way wor... Didn't play money la, if play i should be very rich now.. Whaha! Feeling bored of playing liao, rat wanna cycle but my bike was brought back to my house, i went up to take but kaoz my leg cramp like hell.. Cannot even walk properly.. Nvm, went to take my bike than we go to basketball court after that. Leg cannot stand but dun know why can cycle, we went to find viviann which was told at kfc. Reaching there didn't saw her and she didn't pick up the phone. Some more rat taking zheng bike, we went back to zheng house to return.. Than boyun send her back home, i told rat to sms me when she reach home but she didn't.. Kaozz.. Rat wondering how come i know u back at home right? Nvm, dun wanna tell u.. Reaching home, i gave ray a call as she is sick. Great news, she was ok expect her throat feeling pain.. Sorry ray, didn't know that still make u talk. Know u very kind de la, will forgive me de right? kekeke!! Awww look at the time, 4D is out le, sian our number didn't come out again.. Sad, nvm still got next wednesday.. Today got say about same number etc "1111", wa saw 2 number almost kanna sia, "7277" and "9899" sia.. oh well... Better luck next time.. Going back camp le.. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Health is the most important thing compare to anything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-211298413197879051?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/211298413197879051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=211298413197879051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/211298413197879051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/211298413197879051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/awww_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-8366896490817667839</id><published>2007-03-10T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T08:23:16.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry sorry sorry.. Looks like my story won't be out for the moment... Not that i too buzy to do, is that something happened and i dun wan to make the story.. I am so sad plus angry due to that incident.. What did i do wrong? Why muz i be treated as if i am bugging u? U know how sad am i knowing this ma? It's like millions of arrows shooting on my heart, breaking into bit and pieces, shattering down on the bottomless pit. All i wanna do is juz to show more care and concern towards a person who i think i can tag well along, now all turn out into?? Well, perharps it is juz a misunderstanding but dun worry, i wun bug u anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahh... It seems like my chicken pox is getting better, i went to see doctor yet he dun wanna see me sia.. Haix, kaoz, recently com spoilt than using my sis laptop.. SHE TOLD ME TO PAY RENT FOR USING HER LAPTOP... wa lao... sry for the caps, cannot believe that she say this to me... Oh well, sorry sister for spreading chicken pox to u. Hopefully it is not... She brought a super good camera wor, shaking pic still can take one sia.. Haix, she dun wan to even let me touch wor, still need to pay rental fee.. Talking about computer, buy one fan cause it spoilt, kaoz the size is not correct, somemore they didn't give me the screws... Spent so much time juz to fix that stupid com.. What worst now, it has lights on the fan, now my mum will know if i didn't switch off the com.. Sianzzz.. Zheng told me to grease the fan so it wun be noisy, well it isn't noisy at all sia compare to last time.. So not intending to grease liao, wait till it get noisy ba.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Opps, forgot to say what happen today b4 putting zheng name there, haha.. Psps, today is the first time going out after i got chicken pox. Did not intend to go out with them till i know wun spread, well today see doc he say wun le and i really max out of boredness at home. Well zheng, bobo and me went out to see the IT fair at suntec, kaoz so many people down there and we try to act blur squeezing our way in. Just before able to go in, bobo saw due to over whelm respond of the IT fair, please come back in an hour time. Pengz, we squeeze our way so hard juz for that??? kaoz.. so walk to sim lim sqaure to buy my fan. Hengz we reach there juz one sec b4 the shop totally close. I dun care juz walk in and ask for the fan, haix it cost $15 dollars juz for that fan which ended up... ZZzzz... After that we went out to eat dinner, it was at burger king.. haha! can't eat chicken ended up eating beef... God will forgive me de.. Lingering around after that, we saw some ninja turtle at city hall.. Kaoz, can't believe zheng and bobo really give them a hard time.. Not only disturbing them, keep push their head... So bad sia bobo.. After that i decided to take photo with one of the short turtle, kaoz even at taking pic also playing i guess, that stupid turtle turn around and showing a fighting posture to me. I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING... Oh well, at first wanna fight him but felt too weak as i didn't really eaten for 2 weeks.. Dun say dun have i show u all the pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RfLjcv0h2dI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nvuk2PiAI7w/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040341015993637330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RfLjcv0h2dI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nvuk2PiAI7w/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Keke.. nice ma? Well, dun i look like someone in street fighter?? Haha, juz flick me upsidedown and i can turn into a broom also.. Since talking about zheng, breaking news wor... Hahaha.. He was told to strip infront of shermaine wor... He really strip and left only his boxer sia.. Can't imagine what going on to this world liao! Ah, look at the time now, i blogged for one hour sia, can't believe i so naggy liao. Left 6 hours of sleep le, tml need to drive my brother to fishing pond. Guess i will spend one hour fishing than come back to join kel and zheng for a running.. Too long didn't train hope i still can make it&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"It will take a long time to cure a broken shattered heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-8366896490817667839?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8366896490817667839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8366896490817667839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8366896490817667839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8366896490817667839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-sorry-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RfLjcv0h2dI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nvuk2PiAI7w/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-2566417491893579933</id><published>2007-03-06T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:34:13.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa lao, wa lao, wa lao... Where the hell is the camera??? kaoz... I wanted to take down the picture of my beard that hasn't been shave for 1 week and will be growing for 2 weeks... It is so funny lo.. Kaoz damn.. Just my luck that no camera at home, not even a camera phone. Sigh... Oh ya, it seems like my chicken has started to recover le. I no longer feel tired for the pass few days, i can eat more than i usually does. Oh well, who bothers? haha!! Hmm, let see what had i done? Oh been at home rotting, watching the hua yang shao nan shao nu, playing maple, using msn and calling phone.. hmm... the show not bad wor, although channel u showing but i watching on the video file. Talking about maple story, yeah my cleric finally lvl up le, same goes to my lit mage and bandit. One shot wor, so happy... Got to stop getting addicted to the game liao, playing non stop everyday.. haha! Msn always hard to get people to talk to me de, sigh... This time so happy, rat talk to me wor.. She so clever, her CA got a2 wor.. Felt so happy, not only she got good result with math like me =P but still she does take me as a friend and inform me wor.. Viviann in another way, talk to me but wun forget that i commented on her pic she immediately log off.. Sorry la.. ok la i know that ur dad juz happen to come back, anyway u are indeed cute and adorable. keke! Calling people has been a thing i shouldn't do at home. I called people and spend few hours talking wor. I worried that my home bill after my parent saw, i am a dead meat. Now my sis went oversea, only left me at home. Confirm i am the only person using the phone la. Oh well, got to know thing about ray as to ask thing talked to kel.. haiz, what can i do? Sorry kel for not calling u, there has been too many question for me to ask u but dun know how to ask u indirectly. Oh well, u too; didn't call me or msn me. After talking to ray, i also found out her math had been failing. Ah yo yo.. Like that how sia? Can get out of hostel ma? LOL!! Oh ya hor, she also say will find me a gf of my age de wor, hahaha... Sure u can find ma? I 102 leh, dun find me lao ah ma hor, whaha!!! Oh ya hor, also got talk to chirstina. hahaa! Psps.. I didn't forget u la, get to see your frontpage resume, not bad la.. Just that i dun like to tell u on the phone. Haha! been disturbing u while got chance wor. Your bf better dun get angry hor, i am a nice guy. HAHAHA!!! Come to a closing of my post, although cannot find camera to take down my cute cute beard, nvm i think next blog i will put a cute cute story using maple story. Rat, it will still be u again wor. Haahaahaaa... Lastly, kel, i think no matter what the answer to my new question are, i think i only got those words for u. It also apply to anyone who is going on a bgr. Looks what the oldman had to say!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:" Girls dun like guys that keep bugging them, give them freedom!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-2566417491893579933?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/2566417491893579933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=2566417491893579933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2566417491893579933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2566417491893579933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/wa-lao-wa-lao-wa-lao.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-9210559687915519768</id><published>2007-03-04T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T12:09:40.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaha... I am back. Finally my sis allow me to use her laptop le. She going oversea soon le. Sigh.. Home alone again liao. Awww.. Good news or what? My face has started to drop some skin le. Is it a recovery or what? haha! My brother getting more and more pro le. This morning he came back with a fish. rather surprise that only one fish, than he told me he help a stranger hook up 3 fish and his friend 2 fish juz for few hours. WA.. so kind of him sia. What even best is he got the fish yet not paying the money for the fishing and catching the fish without his fishing rod. He borrow a elastic fishing rod from there yet can catch. So jealous of him. Till now i still haven't caught any fish. Sigh.. Nvm, next time perharps. Hmm... Wondering is that fish nice to eat or not, tonight i will know liao. Whaha! It will only end up in my stomach. keke! Love my mum so much, she really took great care of me. Did so much thing for me even i got chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Mother is the greatest in the world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-9210559687915519768?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/9210559687915519768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=9210559687915519768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/9210559687915519768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/9210559687915519768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/whaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-912834119132935733</id><published>2007-03-02T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:27:00.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!!! Would someone save me??? This chicken pox is making me suffering like hell.. Can u imagine juz sleeping itself make me feel so pain? I am going nuts. Damn bored at home till i started playing maple story. Kaoz there really isn't anything to do la. No movie no show and no one to talk to... What worst is got people needed my help which require me to go out but i can't... :'( Sorry.. It also seem that my blog started to become cold liao. No one wrote anything le. Sigh! So i decided to make something funny out from maple. Haha! Bet this time sure got people write something in comment or tag ba? At least i believe RAT will. LOL!!! Dun get angry hor rat! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RegJbuF-F4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/codw539o-0c/s1600-h/freezerat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037286555048089474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RegJbuF-F4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/codw539o-0c/s320/freezerat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-912834119132935733?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/912834119132935733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=912834119132935733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/912834119132935733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/912834119132935733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahhh-would-someone-save-me-this-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dtTco1aCV2o/RegJbuF-F4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/codw539o-0c/s72-c/freezerat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-6735009470028108761</id><published>2007-02-28T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:16:16.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix.. 3rd day liao.. It seems like i am getting worst and worst. Itch itch itch.. Pain pain pain... Only way i can do is to try to sleep and forget about all this but i can't. I am not able to sleep this time. First few days i still thinking of going out to exerise.. Now, i totally dun dare to go out to see anyone. The whole body and face is like... Kao i am turning into a beast. Where is my beauty to save me?&lt;br /&gt;I was told that this illness can last for 2weeks to a month. What am i going to do? Wondering anyone will pay me a visit or not? Haha juz jking. Even if u dare to come, i dun dare to see u. LOL! Think that i not going to update my blog everday liao, it will get some kind of dull and than all will sleep liao. Hope i can win the war with this stupid CHICKEN POX!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, yesterday that conference, kaoz 1st time hearing girls so noisy and saying things ignoring how many guys there are on the phone.. What had happen to girls nowadays?? Ah yo yo.. Rather frustrated in hearing things, i hang up. No ofference ah, perharps someone didn't call that why dun make feel like carrying on listerning. Ah, today Rat lost her brand new stationeries costing 10 bucks. Oie thief out there, u know who u dealing with or not? Better dun let me find u else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Dunno is a form of escaping the truth!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-6735009470028108761?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/6735009470028108761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=6735009470028108761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/6735009470028108761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/6735009470028108761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/02/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-1427214539792757728</id><published>2007-02-27T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:47:33.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of my illness.. U guys muz be thinking that i am enjoying relaxing sleep like pig right? Ok i tell u, i am sleeping like pig. Whaha! Not the type of relaxing and enjoying, it is a suffer... Looking at my body, i found out i got more "pimple" liao. From 20++ to now kaoz i lost count liao. From head to toe le. Mum told me it will keep growing and better let everything grow out now than kanna it 2nd time in the later stage of life. Hmm.. Now i starting to get more itchy liao. Super sian sia. Cannot go out, cannot do anything i wan, juz sleeping all the way, i look more and more like a pig le. What worst is that i afraid i spread to my family. sigh. Today i dun feel like eating again liao. If this go on, i bet i will lose weight super fast sia. It is like 1 meal per day compare to last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old man says:"Its time to sleep... Oinkz!"&lt;/em&gt;&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/4137039179679706907-1427214539792757728?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/1427214539792757728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=1427214539792757728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1427214539792757728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/1427214539792757728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/02/2nd-day-of-my-illness.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-2055012126579290627</id><published>2007-02-26T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:47:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa kao wa kao wa kao.... Stupid stupid stupid, Idiot idiot idiot..... Just the 1st day of my CHICKEN POT and i almost wanna die liao. Kanna forced to eat and drink things i dun wan, than cannot eat a proper dinner. Noon time only got porridge with nothing in it, dinner only white rice with fish. Told me i cannot eat other things. This sucks. Meal time finally over, i thought this is the end of my torture for the day, kaoz my brother came home. The worst thing after a lousy meal that can happen is, i kanna isolated and not allow to go in their room and cannot use their laptop. WTH... I need to do so much trouble juz in order to get myself online and yet my msn keeps having problems. Why must this happen to me??? I did nothing wrong. How am i going to survive this 2 weeks like that?? AHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S Who wan to get chicken pot? muz tell me fast hor so i can try to spread to u! haha! Hey u muz be thinking i very bad right, but do u know when u got chicken pot once, u never get it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old man says:"wadever!"&lt;/em&gt;&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/4137039179679706907-2055012126579290627?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/2055012126579290627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=2055012126579290627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2055012126579290627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2055012126579290627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/02/wa-kao-wa-kao-wa-kao.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-2625035154096689056</id><published>2007-02-26T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:48:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa sian. Should i say lucky or sway leh? Been waiting to see ray again but ended up not feeling well doing duty at camp. Thought that i will be back one week later than can post blog or see tag... Well, IT IS JUZ ONE DAY. KAOz.. Tell u why later.. During sunday, i had already started feeling sick liao. Headach, muscle ache even without doing anythings, got feeling of fever but lazy to get a themometer... At first i thought it is juz normal illness, so didn't hack care and carry on sleeping in office. Every time cannot get into sleep and headach juz doesn't go away. Than i started realise i got some pimple growing on my hand. It is so weird, how come got pimple one. Didn't care so much, i went back to sleep again. I slept so long till i really think i am a pig sia. During the noon, i call zheng to see what they doing, but ended not much talking and hang up the phone. Night time came when i woke up, i called zheng again. Ah ya, all fallen asleep liao, only left ray. Being so sian, i called her up and chit chat. Hahaha!!! I am the first person to wish her happy birthday wor. I count down together with her yeah.. She also lor, dun wan to sleep. Than ended up keep asking her things about rat that she keep saying nothing to tell me. So secretive de.. The next day, which is this morning, cannot tahan le, i went to see doctor. My head so pain and body so weak till i barely can walk to see the doc. Always got to wait a long long time to my turn, wa today damn special. I went straight in to see. Guess what, they told me i got chicken pot. Kaoz.. Make me rest in the sick bay till 11plus doing nothing. Stupid right. Say i got to isolate from others. eeee!! Coming back to my question, am i lucky or sway? Staying in bed for 2 weeks at home or suffering the pain of chicken pots for 2 weeks. Yawnz.. Now i look like snow white. All the white cream on my whole body. I looks juz like snow white now wor. Opps.. Old man got too many things to write liao.. Hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The old man says:"If i am snow white, than where is my seven dwarf?"&lt;/em&gt;&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/4137039179679706907-2625035154096689056?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/2625035154096689056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=2625035154096689056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2625035154096689056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/2625035154096689056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/02/wa-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4137039179679706907.post-8289123526961104876</id><published>2007-02-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:18:05.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, a new opening of my blog. Finally after so long of setting of website. I ever started since chinese new year eve till now in making of the layout. Slow right? Bo bian, so long didn't use html coding le. Hmm, let see, where should i start? Let start from new year eve ba. Kao this year really very sway, been losing money even before new year starts. After losing from casino, new year eve i lost another 40 juz like that. This year really cannot gamble sia. Somemore kanna force to gamble else got to take care of those kids that keeps creating trouble. :X Oh well, this year they more grown up le, not that much trouble compare to last times.&lt;br /&gt;New year finally starts, Happy or not?? I would say rather not. I manage to win back some money, got hong pao packets, gathering with my relatives, get to go zheng house and get to see my old school mate that i long time didn't see, still i dun really feel happy. Y? Isabelle seems to behave more odd towards me, not wanted to talk, meet and even msn. I get to drift further away towards my this new group of friends. While cycling passing present to zheng also kanna shit on bicycle wheel. The shit also flew up and almost hit me. Ray even call me to buy 1234 for 4D. Ha funny hor? Did it open? haven't check. Vivian also get misunderstanding by her parent. Unable to meet ray for her birthday celebration due to the stupid duty i requested last month. WTH sia. Am i sway or what? Somehow or rather this few days make me keep thinking that i am not suitable with this group of friends. In order to make "rat" not behaving cold to me, i even told her that i wun say i like her anymore. Perhaps i am not the "one" for her ba. Well i am 102, rather old for her too. Haha! Now i had even starting to lose some of them as i dun think will be able to see them anymore. Well, i wun forget that i manage to teach kel math that he pick up so fast. Talking about teaching, i went back to SHG today, wow, from about 12 students now turn out to have 17 students and they told me 2 more will join us. Ahhhzz... headach... so many students yet so little volunteer. Think i write too long le, dun sleep wor though this year pig year. i know my post very lengthy but dun sleep la, give me face ma. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The old man says:"Golden pig year doesn't mean to sleep alot!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4137039179679706907-8289123526961104876?l=freaking-oldman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/feeds/8289123526961104876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4137039179679706907&amp;postID=8289123526961104876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8289123526961104876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4137039179679706907/posts/default/8289123526961104876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freaking-oldman.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-everyone-new-opening-of-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Billy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
