<?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-11247566</id><updated>2011-11-30T15:59:05.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog My Story My Experience</title><subtitle type='html'>Hope you'll enjoy stopping by...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115496531626936967</id><published>2006-08-07T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:41:56.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Middle</title><content type='html'>Its hard to get noticed when u are in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;If you did something really great eg. Albert Einstein you get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;If you did something super duper stupid eg. William Hung you get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a genius, you get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a spastic, you get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;If you are relly beautiful/handsome, you get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;If you are really really ugly, you'll also get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are neither smart nor stupid, handsome nor ugly, well,&lt;br /&gt;usually people won't notice you being there or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115496531626936967?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115496531626936967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115496531626936967' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115496531626936967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115496531626936967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-middle.html' title='In the Middle'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115496371929246792</id><published>2006-08-07T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:15:19.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Beauty and a Beast</title><content type='html'>On the backdrop of a beautiful sunset, except for the haze, arrived a beauty and a beast at the bus stop where i was waiting for my 900B RapidKL bus to return home after a long day at college.&lt;br /&gt;One, was a beauty,wearing a peach coloured heels, clad with knee-length black skirt with flower patterns embroiled at the bottom, along with a grey collared t-shirt which fits perfectly onto her body,with skin as white and smooth as snow and the legs of supermodel model quality and also her smooth and silky shoulder length brunette hair flowing softly along as the wind blows portrayed an image of an angel from heaven. Her face carries the beauty that is incomparable to none living beings...&lt;br /&gt;Another, a beast, wore an aged-old jeans that was too short to cover the whole of it's legs, showing the school time typed of white socks that it was wearing along with a grey multi-purpose sports shoe. It wore a white collared t-shirt that was obviously too big for its body and she wore spectacles with lenses thicker then my thumb. Furthermore, she managed to carry 2 bagpacks, one she carried on her back while another at the front, both filled with books to COLLEGE. (Have no idea what books, my whole life also don't have that many books to carry). And the worse part of all, although she was wearing a t-shirt with sleeves,her ARM-PIT hair manageed to grew out of it...EEWWWW and her face was filled with red spots and her nose, red like those of Ronald McDonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my bus came, and with the luck i'm having, guess which one went up the same bus as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actualli, in truth, the girl that was suppose to be a beauty, she is pretty and matured-looking i guess, but my description may have been slighty exagerated, and well, the beast, also a girl, its not the first time she waited for the bus at the bus stop but i've never paid much attention to her till they both stood next to each other...&lt;br /&gt;My point is that, she looks much much uglier when she is standing next to someone that is better looking and also that she makes the other girl like 10 times better looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115496371929246792?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115496371929246792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115496371929246792' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115496371929246792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115496371929246792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/08/of-beauty-and-beast.html' title='Of Beauty and a Beast'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115444894100003810</id><published>2006-08-01T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:15:41.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Sem Commenced!!</title><content type='html'>Harlo..Before bedtime post :)12.01am 2nd August 2006&lt;br /&gt;Well, my new semester has officially started. Screw Metropolitan's management team. They went and change the time table in the last minute. I no longer have my 3 days/week college life anymore. My new schedules are as followed:&lt;br /&gt;Monday 3.00pm-6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 11.10am-12.40pm 2.45pm-5.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 11.10am-2.10pm 2.45pm-5.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday 9.30am-11.00am 11.40am-1.10pm 2.15pm-3.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Hhmm, I got Ms. Juliana for my Consumer Behavior sub. She is a good lecturer.She used to teach me Marketing which i got a Distinction. I think she's the only lecturer that can keep me awake for the whole 3 hours lecture everyweek. Guess her teaching style and the way she speaks is more lively, motivational and inspirational or maybe the subject is just interesting ;p&lt;br /&gt;The problem with this new schedule is that i can no longer find for part-time job during my study time. Have to find alternatives to make money...Lottery?? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to study hard this semester. Gambatei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin sleep now. Nitez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115444894100003810?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115444894100003810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115444894100003810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115444894100003810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115444894100003810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-sem-commenced.html' title='New Sem Commenced!!'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115394959502476824</id><published>2006-07-26T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T14:33:15.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!!</title><content type='html'>Once again, its 5.08 am 27th July 2006 and here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in a few hours time, around 8 am have to go down to college to sign-up for my tutorials.Hopefully none of the classes is full yet. If everythin goes as planned, then I'll have a 3-days week classes. And although its 3 days only, its not really that packed. I have a 4-hour break on Monday. Gosh!! What the hell am i goin to do??&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is how my schedule goes:&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 9.30am-11.00am 3.00pm-6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 9.30am-11.00am 11.40am-1.10pm 2.45pm-5.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 11.10am-1.10pm 1.15pm-2.45pm 2.45pm-5.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Wednesday is a killer day, 11.00am till 6.00pm with only a 15 minutes lunch break. But hopefully no change to schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this holiday kinda make me felt like my time is up. It kinda give me the alarm rings that I'm no longer able to keep the carefree "anythin happens will happen" kind of attitude. I'm growing up, leaving my teenage life. What does this brings? Maturity and Responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my holidays is ending, i looked back and realise I've wasted much time, caused much problems and have just been a lazy fella. Hopefully things will change to be better in the future. Its really time for me to grow up. Gotta be more mature in thinking. Furthermore gotta make sure my actions is in par with my thinking. No point all talk and no actions. Hopefully tomorrow, or i mean later will bring me a new day. A new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i do have some plans about my life for the next 6 months. Hopefully i can keep to it. Not gonna talk about it in detail here. Maybe in the near-future, when its actually going as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am having sleeping problems. Keep waking up in the night. Hopefully when things gets better, so will my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh recently managed to download this song by Evonne Hsu: Ai Qing Kang Ti&lt;br /&gt;I think its very nice. Something that i manage to keep it played on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad can't find the song to post it on my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115394959502476824?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115394959502476824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115394959502476824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115394959502476824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115394959502476824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!!'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115386940470210332</id><published>2006-07-25T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:16:44.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning post..</title><content type='html'>Hi. Its 6.54 am 26th July 2006. I don't know what's wrong with me but i've had like four maybe five bad dreams tonight. It kinda keeps waking me up so i decided to wake up and blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my Uni's gonna start soon. Next Monday to be exact. The subjects i would be taking next sem would most probably be :&lt;br /&gt;1. Economics (Growth &amp; Fluctuations)&lt;br /&gt;2. Business Communications&lt;br /&gt;3. Consumer Behaviour&lt;br /&gt;4. Marketing Research&lt;br /&gt;I failed my Law (Marketing) this semester, but Metropolitan only offer the subject once a year, means i can only retake the subject next year in Perth. Which means to be on schedule, i'll need to take summer course. Furthermore, my parents refuse to pay for my failed subject. So i need to fork out around Rm 1,800 myself which means i have to go find work some how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a nice cup of milo in the morning...uuummmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the blog..i don't know how this manage to creep up to me but suddenly i had this feeling that i do miss my secondary years a lot. Thinking back, i felt that my decision not to change my class from Jati to join Daniel Chee Weng &amp; Joo yee at Kempas nor Calvin &amp; Ka Seong at Keledang was the right decision. It was really fun for me to be in Jati. Really miss those days. Our class had a lil booklet we made about our class and the people in it. Was just flipping back at it just now. Those were really good time and good friends i've had. I'm still keeping contacts with some of them hopefully these friendship do last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if you are in a forest and stucked between choosing the right and the left road. Both roads are identical but only one can bring you to safety. How do you choose without having to regret in the future? Regrets i have had a few in my life, and its a not something pleasant to have. So how do you choose when your heart is just as confused as ur head. Your thoughts and feelings is pointing at the middle, both refusing to choose side. What do you do? Time is running out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have the tendency to blog early early in the morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115386940470210332?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115386940470210332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115386940470210332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115386940470210332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115386940470210332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/07/early-morning-post.html' title='Early morning post..'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115264843882810646</id><published>2006-07-11T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:07:18.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update a bit...</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time again. Well, World Cup 2006 just ended a few days ago. The team that i supported, Italy won on penalty 5-3 after drawing at 1-1 with France for 120 mins. Yeah...After this, premier league will resume. Kinda worried bout Man U next season. No news of any new signings. Ruud might be leaving to Bayern and Ronaldo to Real Madrid. No news of progress in signing Diarra. Wonder wat's Ferguson thinking..Worse, Juventus might be relegated. Hopefully winning the World Cup might help. And hopefully Real Madrid, with the new management and signings may rise again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been terribly worried n afraid this couple of days. The type where u actualli can't sleep at nite. Its because my result is coming out this Wednesday. I'm realli worried that i might fail one of the subject, Law (Marketing). Usually those who knows me will know that normally i wouldn't even care, but i dunno why i'm gettin this feeling tis time. Izit a bad omen? hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a problem appears in our life, some will solve it and some will run avoid it while some will choose to ignore it. I'm not used to handling problems i can't solve. I'm an optimistic person, and i believe i am a person that can stay calm and find a solution to whatever problem i face. However, things seems to be changing nowadays. It seems like there is alwayz a problem that i can't solve and its giving me this pressure, its like keep askin me to avoid, ignore or run away from it. I'm doin my best. I stood up brave and met the challenge head on. It defeated me. I ran like a coward when i can't defeat it. I try to solve but the maze is so confusin i couldn't find the exit. Sad, what had happen to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N nobody knows it but me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115264843882810646?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115264843882810646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115264843882810646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115264843882810646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115264843882810646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/07/update-bit.html' title='Update a bit...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115095659669545373</id><published>2006-06-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T23:11:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #C2CEDB" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="270"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="color: black; background: #eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Global Personality Test Results&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stability&lt;/b&gt; (70%) high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic..&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Orderliness&lt;/b&gt; (46%) medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun.&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Extraversion&lt;/b&gt; (56%) moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global5.html"&gt;Take Free Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115095659669545373?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115095659669545373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115095659669545373' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115095659669545373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115095659669545373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/06/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-115061884706633649</id><published>2006-06-18T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:20:47.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil bit of everything.</title><content type='html'>Sunday afternoon, 18th June 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm currently having my finals. Left the last paper though. Its on the 20th June. Econs (markets). Its kinda like a harder more detailed version of micro econs. I've alwiz been confident with my econs so not much very there..hehe..mayb tat's y i'm slacking n bloggin ere instead of studyin.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore there's World Cup. So far it has been quite an interesting WC. Many last minute goals n come backs eg. Australia V Japan, Sweden V Paraguay etc etc&lt;br /&gt;But tis mornin, my team, Italy drew with USA and the game had 3 red cards...hhmmma lil disappointed. Ghana surprisingly beat Czechs 2-0 though....&lt;br /&gt;Dun think i need to put much details bout WC since most guys would know much about it anyway. But i do think this will b an interesting WC.&lt;br /&gt;Have been playin back gunbound. Calvin, Chew, Amanda, Wern Hui, Ka seong all started playin also i think. My nick is "ammonitez" add me if u r interested.&lt;br /&gt;Ka Seong n Alex is back  from  Aussie. Just saw them once tat day went out yam cha onli. Pei Fern is comin back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times dun u ever wonder why u did things tat u know its wrong but u r still doin it?&lt;br /&gt;Just like smoking, so like everyone knows smoking cause cancer, so why do ppl still do it?&lt;br /&gt;How bout murder? It obvious killing is a severe crime, yet u still c so many news about it on the paper. Those are like the major stuff..how bout smaller things? like when exam is near, i'm suppose to be studyin, yet i'm not. I know i'm doin the wrong thing by not studyin but i'm still doin it...y?? or like when ur gf sms u, u r suppose to reply but u didnt...so i ask myself y i'm doin the wrong things when its obvious it is wrong....y? n my brain just went blank...&lt;br /&gt;20 years of knowledge and i can't ans a simple question...ironic dun u think...&lt;br /&gt;or mayb sum1 tat's actualli readin tis could post me an ans....&lt;br /&gt;hhmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was with my frens the other day, they kinda talked bout being a "freeman" meaning no more gf to ask where he's goin or wat he's doin or havin to call/sms at a certain time or things like tat...another was sayin its lucky for us to be able to hav a gf...to hav some one to actualli ans all tis question...so apparently he doesnt hav a gf before n wishes to endure through all this things...&lt;br /&gt;makes u kinda wonder bout which is better...&lt;br /&gt;for me, i would definitely like to hav a gf if there are no clauses to it...but nuthin is perfect so i guess u hav to take some n give some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda pressuring to be stuck in a relationship where your gf n ur family members do not get along. A lot of marriage i know fell apart because the parents n their in-laws disagrees with each other. A relative of mine recently breaks relationship with her mother because she divorced and remarries another guy n the mum disagree bout it.&lt;br /&gt;So which do you choose? ur parents took care of u for the first half of ur life, giving u food clothin education n shelter, nourish u till u r old enuf to take care of urself while ur gf/wife would b with you for your other half of ur life, to accompany u till u r old, to take care of ur children, to bring u a cup of coffee in the nite n sit next to u n enjoy the bright starry nites...&lt;br /&gt;so wat can u do? its a dilemma...to fulfill ur responsibility of being a child and take care of ur parents when they r old or to fulfill ur responsibility as a good bf/husband and put ur spouse's interest first?&lt;br /&gt;guess life's not so easy after all...you know wat's the worse part of this problem? its all bout 2 parties, ur parents n ur spouse, wat happened to u urself? wat happen to wat u wanted? wat happen to who u r?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-115061884706633649?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/115061884706633649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=115061884706633649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115061884706633649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/115061884706633649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/06/lil-bit-of-everything.html' title='A lil bit of everything.'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-114837396638898180</id><published>2006-05-23T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T01:46:06.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day</title><content type='html'>I'm happy today.&lt;br /&gt;Self-satisfaction and sometimes just rewarding yourself with a little something is good enough to turn a bad day into a bright sunny day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-114837396638898180?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/114837396638898180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=114837396638898180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114837396638898180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114837396638898180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-114816781648955668</id><published>2006-05-20T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:30:16.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Bloggin</title><content type='html'>hello...&lt;br /&gt;its been a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;since chee weng tat day scolded me for not bloggin, so ere i m now...BLOGGIN...&lt;br /&gt;so chee weng, u better blog..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if jy comes ere, but yes jy, i'm still  alive n no need to cut anythin..  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if nick comes ere, but bout the soccer/football thing we talked the other day, i thought it was just FIFA World Cup and not FIFA Football World Cup??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sunday morning, 21st May 7.13 am&lt;br /&gt;no i'm not crazy enuf to wake up tis earli in the morning to blog, practically i didnt sleep whole night. Was up doin my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;2 major projects, 1 presentation and 1 exam all due tis comin week. No i'm not stressin bout tis just not used to doin work...haha my course is so much more relaxin compared to engineering etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fight or fights with wernhui. Has been goin on for the whole week. The problem is i'm not doin much or pratically not puttin in any effort to solve things. Have i changed? Have i given up?&lt;br /&gt;I kinda blame it on my current and sudden extra workloads but...i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;Hope everythin goes well but i guess i understand it wont happen with me just sittin ere bloggin and not doin anythin...I really dunno...haih...another thing is, i kinda no mood at all to try to solve the problems. Really like totally no feelings of wantin to talk about it. Sad. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the field is front of my house is populated again. Meaning the old guys are coming back to play soccer. Yeah!! but my classes end kinda late during weekdays, tryin my best to make time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u r a true Christian, den ur heart mind body n soul is one with God n only God alone, so dun bother if the whole world says u r not a true Christian. Only God knows wether u r a true Christian and a follower of his teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy and i need to change. Any suggestions anyone? My mum suggest that she starts canning me....  :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-114816781648955668?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/114816781648955668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=114816781648955668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114816781648955668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114816781648955668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-bloggin.html' title='Random Bloggin'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-114286541575875639</id><published>2006-03-20T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:55:18.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore-Batu Pahat</title><content type='html'>Well, been away since thursday 16/3/2006 till monday 20/3/2006. Cousin's wedding so went down to Singapore for her side's wedding dinner and Batu Pahat for the groom's side wedding dinner. At singapore, the dinner is held at the Reagent Hotel. The dishes were :&lt;br /&gt;1. Four seasons&lt;br /&gt;2. Shark's fin soup&lt;br /&gt;3. Vegetables&lt;br /&gt;4. Duck? Chicken? (I dun remember..either one la..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lai Niu Prawn ( Hope u guys understand wat i'm trying to say)&lt;br /&gt;6. Steamed Fish&lt;br /&gt;7. Noodles&lt;br /&gt;8. Some kind of dessert with mangoes and sago&lt;br /&gt;The dinner went smoothly. The dinner started at 8 p.m as planned so i guess everyone was cooperating and arrived at soon as possible instead of the usual wedding culture where everyone arrives 2 hours late. Btw dinner was on the 16/03, yup same day as i rush down to Singapore with the auntie driving freakin slow. She was goin 80km/h on the highway...took us forever to reach Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the dinner, stay a day at Singapore. Got to play my cousin's X-box...WUahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Too bad got to leave to Batu Pahat on the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;At Batu Pahat, stayed at the Katerina Hotel, a fairly nice hotel and one of the very few tall buildings found in the town. So if we actualli get lost, just look out and head towards the tall building. The wedding dinner held at Ocean's Restaurant. We had :&lt;br /&gt;1. Four seasons..again.&lt;br /&gt;2. Abalone :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Vegetables with 3 types of mushroom&lt;br /&gt;4. Drunken Prawn&lt;br /&gt;5. Fried Pig's Leg (yum yum)&lt;br /&gt;6. Roasted Duck with special sauce&lt;br /&gt;7. Steamed Fish&lt;br /&gt;8. Some dessert (dunno how to describe in words)&lt;br /&gt;Well, the dinner was on the 19th. Well there is the official wedding ceremony before dinner. Things like where the groom come jemput my cousin (the bride) den bring her back to his house..we follo in our respect cars, about 6 cars in total. Den there is the praying ceremony and the 'give tea' ceremony. Things like that la...till bout 3 p.m den rest for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;20th..the day suppose to drive back. But got up early in the morning, ate usual buffet breakfast at the hotel. Den we set out to visit my Uncle's kampung. My gosh...forget Glenmarie or Bangsar or wateva. Y?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the 'house' or rather land...consist of 4 houses together, with swimming pool, basketball court, tennis court, futsal area and a natural paint ball area A.k.a banana/papaya plantation. What i trying to say is the freakin placeis freaking huge. N the people there also very friendly. We just go there visiting and take a look around they gave us a basket of papaya and a basket of banana :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after visiting the house, we move on to tis temple deep into Batu Pahat till we reach the seaside. I didn;t noe Batu Pahat was actualli next to the sea..hhmm..&lt;br /&gt;At the temple, there r lots of freaking huge Arowana fish (Araipana) , anyway suppose to be the largest fresh water fish la...We are suppose to touch the fish as it swims by..not anyone is able to touch it..only those with luck or it wants to give luck is able to touch it from head to tail...which i did...wuahahaha...(i'm a christian but who cares..just tagging along)&lt;br /&gt;spend some time there taking pictures and stuff...den got go down the beach..lots of dead jellyfish...&lt;br /&gt;After tat is lunch and go home. This time no auntie driving..i take the road myself..&lt;br /&gt;1st time driving long distance. Got back pain...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;tat's all for the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-114286541575875639?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/114286541575875639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=114286541575875639' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114286541575875639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114286541575875639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/03/singapore-batu-pahat.html' title='Singapore-Batu Pahat'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-114217221572975530</id><published>2006-03-12T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:03:35.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a short update</title><content type='html'>Oh well, as usual another long break since my last post..&lt;br /&gt;Well, college started. Suppose to be a 4-days week college, but due to stupid Metropolitan's NEW sign-up program which i didnt attend, i failed to sign-up for my classes. Results to forcing me to change my Business Communications to another subject. This is partially coz of Taylors College. They intend to close down the UTS twinning, so Metro has a sudden increase in students, all those faggots took my place in the subject!!&lt;br /&gt;Now the subjects i am taking are:&lt;br /&gt;Law (marketing)&lt;br /&gt;Business Statistics&lt;br /&gt;Econs (markets)&lt;br /&gt;Public Relations Principles&lt;br /&gt;And now its a 5-day week. Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Benfica thrashed Liverpool 3-0...Yeah!! 2-0 at anfield somemore. Now just hope they crash out of FA Cup..Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JooYee hope r doin well in Adelaide. Hope u can settle down properly there la. Dun get bullied by the 'HengLeans' there..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly thought bout 'How If I Go To Perth'&lt;br /&gt;Guess its gonna be nice for me. Am pretty sure i won't be feeling home sick. And should be able to settle down quite alright. Kinda longed for the days where i come back from college, do house chores cook, wash clothes clean house etc... and working 2 days a week, receiving my pay check.&lt;br /&gt;guess i've always liked solitary life...but wouldnt consider myself as anti-social, just tat i do enjoy being with just myself. guess they would b things and people that i would b missing...&lt;br /&gt;but i really wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-114217221572975530?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/114217221572975530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=114217221572975530' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114217221572975530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114217221572975530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-short-update.html' title='Just a short update'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-114063358048972354</id><published>2006-02-22T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:39:40.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, today is my 20th birthday. It filled with surprises. Really.&lt;br /&gt;The day began with a very special present from....''Benfica'' !!! Well they won Liverpool 1-0 for the 1st League of Champions League. I went to sleep after the match. Woke up with yet another surprise!! WernHui told me she would be comin over in the afternoon, instead she came over in the morning. I was still sleeping some more ;p anyway, she made this animated card for me using a program known as 'animator'. It's a really great effort from her. N she made me porridge for breakfast. Thank You Dear!! Me n her pratically spend the afternoon hanging out in my room, watchin vcds n stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the other surprise, it was suppose to b a plan to hav dinner, just me n wernhui and before this i've decided to go to Dave's Deli. As i was walkin into the restaurant, i saw Chew n Eeling, n i thought, wow, wat a coincident, then i turned n saw Calvin n everyone else. Its a surprise. And guys, i was really surprised. I took my time to bath and get ready cos i thought it wuz just me n wern hui, sorry to keep u guys waitin. really sorry. And this year, i had a very special birthday cake. It was Wernhui's plan, she bought 10 different cakes to form into one cake. So we get to like taste 10 differents types of cakes. I think its something different for a change. Not sure bout the types of cake, i onli know got my fav 'Blackforest'. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Now for the thank you part, this part makes it sounds like i've just received the Grammys..ehehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to say Thank You to:&lt;br /&gt;Wern HUi, for all the surprises n effort put into celebratin my burthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Jooyee, PeiFern and Ks, for sms-in me all the way from Australia&lt;br /&gt;Nick, for calling ang sms-ing all the way from U.S&lt;br /&gt;Chee Weng, for postin the "happy Bday HL" on his Msn&lt;br /&gt;Calvin, Amanda,Chew, Ee Ling, Catherine, Yu-Shen, An-dee, CHee Meng &amp; his Gf for coming and celebrating with me.&lt;br /&gt;N tis unfortunate person tat called me twice but i didn't pick up his/her call. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to watch 'Fun With Dick &amp;amp; Jane'. It was an ok movie. The storyline was ok-ok but well, its the ppl u watch with n i guess Jim Carey is still rather a funny guy. So i guess the movie was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i left my h/p at the cinema, luckily as i was fetching WernHui home den realise bout it and quickly turn back to get it. Found it back in the end.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, everyone split, me n wernhui went Mosin to eat mumtaj naan.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...Tat's all for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again every1. Thanks Wern Hui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-114063358048972354?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/114063358048972354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=114063358048972354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114063358048972354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/114063358048972354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/02/20th-birthday.html' title='20th Birthday!!!'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113802775159674394</id><published>2006-01-23T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T06:49:11.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Long Time...</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been quite some time since my last blog. More than a month i feel. Well, my summer holidays is about 3/4 over. Course starts officially on the 26th February. Next sememter, taking Public Relations, Economics (market), Business Communications and Business Statistics. Hope things would be fun and hope the maths ain't too hard. Year 2 student, must work hard ;p&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the beginning of the holiday, i had a vision, to earn rm2000 this holiday. So much for that. Been too lazy!!! Really, my brain and my heart ain't getting along. I feel that my brain is more mature, thinking bout the future and other important stuffs. My heart is more like the 'forever young' spirit. Hoping to just let life pass by and play n play n play and just don't care about things. Truthfully, not what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Turning twenty soon. Guess its bout time to grow up. Time to be more mature. Take things more seriously and learn to take care of things.&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess there's a good side to being not busy with work during the holidays. Kinda give you lots of time to do thinking. U got enough time to think about a lot of things. Future, girlfriend, friends, life, myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i've been very care-free. Lack of ambition like some of my frens (nick n all) Lack of initiative (pei fern and others)&lt;br /&gt;Worse off, i've been lazy...too lazy...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta change. Guess no one can help me except myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113802775159674394?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113802775159674394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113802775159674394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113802775159674394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113802775159674394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-long-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Long Time...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113626569389253843</id><published>2006-01-02T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T06:46:14.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>So year 2006 has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated its arrival at One Utama with Loved one and friends. Well, on new year's eve, went to dinner at Chillies One Utama with WernHui, Calvin and Amanda. The dinner was around 9 p.m cos WernHui had to work on tat day. We finished dinner around 11 p.m. Den decided to hang around till 12 for the countdown. Sadly, there was no countdown. They let off the fireworks early, bout 3 mins before the 12 and everyone was so mermerize with it that they didnt realise its not 12 yet!! (anyway tis reminds me of the movie 'Land of the Dead' where the people release fireworks to distract the zombies) Anyway, was suppose to go to Aaron's auntie's place but due to the traffic and tiredness, Calvin and I decided to just stay at One U.&lt;br /&gt;This year's new year celebration was slightly different. Age must be creeping up ;p&lt;br /&gt;Seems to have gotten lazy to get around. &lt;br /&gt;The next agenda, Christine's birthday. Her birthday was on the 1st of January. So she had a party, sadly the whole night was raining. I think it kinda screwed up her plans. Anyway, met some old frens there. SOme which i used to not liked and still don't, while some has improved to my liking. Anyway, the party was ok for me i guess since i knew a number of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been feeling very tired and moody lately. Not sure why though.&lt;br /&gt;HHmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113626569389253843?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113626569389253843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113626569389253843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113626569389253843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113626569389253843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113438434489709238</id><published>2005-12-12T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T02:45:44.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's The One</title><content type='html'>Current song playin: Robbie Williams- SHe's the one.&lt;br /&gt;tat's how i m feeling now. Have been having fights,miscommunications, argument, wateva u called it with wernhui. Mostly i tried to calm things down, settle things slowly with her, trying to avoid any unneccesary further arguments.Not working. Some time she really tend to get onto my nerves, with the sarcasm n stuff like tat. Well anyway,it doesnt matter. Cause in the midst of it all, i know she's the one. All the fightin doesn't matter. i m still thinkin bout her. i still miss her. of coz i hope things would get better between us. but i really dunno how. talkin aint workin tat i know. can't visit her yet. relatives been down from singapore, ipoh so my parents have been goin around. means no car to use. &lt;br /&gt;its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113438434489709238?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113438434489709238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113438434489709238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113438434489709238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113438434489709238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/12/shes-one.html' title='She&apos;s The One'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113432145211170359</id><published>2005-12-11T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T09:17:32.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life During Semester Break!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, my examination finished on the 21st November. Bout 2/3 weeks from today. Its been a rather busy few weeks actually.&lt;br /&gt;Have been looking for job although not eagerly. When to Motorola for interview as 'Field Testing Engineer', quite a cool job, get to test all the newest n i mean newest not in market Motorola handphones n it pays well too but sadly failed to get the job. When Midvalley to look for jobs, apparently mostly are taken. Now applying for some office job, accounting department, not really interested but my mum recommend wan so give it a try lo. Practically not eager to work, but mum have been pushing hard coz my holiday is no where near boring. haih.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tat's the job part. Chee Weng's back. So usual routine goin to his house to chill. Goin out yam cha. &lt;br /&gt;Went to watch movie, 'Perhaps Love' quite a good show. People tat enjoy musical like Phantom Of the Opera should enjoy tis show a lot. Singing by Jacky Cheung is good.&lt;br /&gt;Well, being dota'ing too.&lt;br /&gt;But really not findin enough time. Wibian is back, managed to go dota with himn ming chuang tat's all.&lt;br /&gt;Organised basketball at DU court, but jitfu khang feng justin all faggots FFK.&lt;br /&gt;Ivan is back from Australia too. Felt sorry for him. He's been asking me out but have been busy alwayz have to reject him. Haih really have to find some time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, n my sleep time is like so screwed up. I sleep at 6 am n wake ups at 4/5/6 pm..&lt;br /&gt;bad for health. haih.&lt;br /&gt;What's to come? &lt;br /&gt;Movie To Watch- King KOng(hopefully) Narnia&lt;br /&gt;Trips? maybe maybe not. depends.&lt;br /&gt;Work? depends on the success of my interview la.&lt;br /&gt;hhmm actualli i think i left out a lot of things, some really forget d, some is more of a personal, so hehe..&lt;br /&gt;more to come, hopefully...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113432145211170359?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113432145211170359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113432145211170359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113432145211170359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113432145211170359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-during-semester-break.html' title='Life During Semester Break!!!'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113371377431276212</id><published>2005-12-04T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T08:35:10.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before N After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/904/1600/BEFORE%20N%20AFTER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/904/320/BEFORE%20N%20AFTER.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as u can c above is two pictures of me. A before and an after picture of me. Basically the before picture was taken before i got together with Wernhui and the after picture is a few months after i got together with Wernhui.&lt;br /&gt;The main differences would be specs/no specs, not shaved/shaved and the hairstlye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, any comments? Which do you think looks better? MOre suitable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113371377431276212?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113371377431276212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113371377431276212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113371377431276212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113371377431276212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/12/before-n-after.html' title='Before N After'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113213575558897612</id><published>2005-11-16T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T02:11:33.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colour of my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/blue.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word for you. You know it's love when you treat each other well.&lt;br /&gt;You are a giving lover, but you don't give too much. You expect something in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Lunch at an outdoor cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both generous and selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Loyalty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its rather accurate about me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113213575558897612?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113213575558897612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113213575558897612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113213575558897612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113213575558897612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/11/colour-of-my-heart.html' title='Colour of my Heart'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113147618715039817</id><published>2005-11-08T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:29:17.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preassure</title><content type='html'>well, its been quite a while since my last. its 2.34 am n i suppose to be studying for my finals n ended up ere bloggin. &lt;br /&gt;Finals next week le, i did really well (to my standard tat is) for my internal:&lt;br /&gt;marketin- 51.3/70&lt;br /&gt;econs   - 43.8/50&lt;br /&gt;econs tech- 38.5/50&lt;br /&gt;management- unknown&lt;br /&gt;so tat's like 3 distinction coming my way if i dun screwed up my finals&lt;br /&gt;but just can't concentrate le...haih....4 hours n only read one chapter of marketing, at this rate next year also kenot finish study la...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watchin MTV just now, heard this rather old song&lt;br /&gt;walk me home- Mandy Moore&lt;br /&gt;quite sure its not the 1st time i heard it but dunno y it sounds so nice to me suddenly. can't stop hearin it. kinda have tat smooth sweet melody to it.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to post it on the blog but can't find the song :(&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing how life is, my good fren just broke up n i haven't found the time to really talk to him. hopefully he's doin well. remind me of my own problem. how one can tell u how much she loves u in the morning and hates u so much that she refuse to c u in the very same nite. ironic it seems.&lt;br /&gt;huh...i am sad,depressed and disappointed with my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, guess for the first time i have difficulties controlling myself. For the first time, i feel the actual pressure. For the first time, i can't be optimistic bout things. I guess everyone feels it in some part of their life. Examinations, parents, self-expectation, relationships n so on. So much trouble, so little solutions and no one to share with. For the first time, results actually matters. For the first time, things got out of hands. For the first time, i have no control in things. For the first time, i can't find a way out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113147618715039817?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113147618715039817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113147618715039817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113147618715039817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113147618715039817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/11/preassure.html' title='Preassure'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-113007667947870889</id><published>2005-10-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T07:11:19.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A song for my blog</title><content type='html'>Well finally i found a song suitable to be played on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Its sang by o-zone.&lt;br /&gt;Erm not sure bout the title of the song.&lt;br /&gt;No idea what language it is too.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope you all enjoy the song while visiting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Drop a comment bout the song if you have any.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the beat of the song suits me although i have no idea what they are singing.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone understands the meaning pls do provide me with a feedback.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-113007667947870889?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/113007667947870889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=113007667947870889' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113007667947870889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/113007667947870889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/10/song-for-my-blog.html' title='A song for my blog'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112949054981351834</id><published>2005-10-17T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T12:22:29.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/904/1600/me%20n%20barney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6700/904/320/me%20n%20barney.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the picture is Chan Wern Hui. She is the person most dearest to me. She is my girlfriend. Ever since 5 months ago, she has grown to be part of my life, my heart and my soul. I would do anything to put a smile on her face. Anything to see that she be happy every second of her life. All i ever wanted was her to be happy. Its really all i ever wanted. But things don't usually go the way we wanted. The more i wanted her to be happy, the more things got worse. And I don't even know why 80% of the time. It just makes me feel sad, so useless seemingly failing to do only such a simple task. Life's been filled with many regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Haih...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112949054981351834?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112949054981351834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112949054981351834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112949054981351834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112949054981351834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/10/girl-in-picture-is-chan-wern-hui.html' title=''/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112895268931749991</id><published>2005-10-10T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T06:58:09.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Balance Between Good Luck And Bad Luck</title><content type='html'>Haih, i'm beginning to feel that there really is a balance between good luck and bad luck. Well, you see, it started off with a tide of good luck. My Econs(macro) mid-sem paper was rather easy and so was the marketing paper. I got a 17/20 for econs (macro) and 31/40 for marketing. Yeah? Before i could even start to celebrate, i realized i lost my handphone!! I was in the examination hall and i didnt bring a bag, so i hand it to my lecturer for safe-keeping. After the examination, i went to collect it back, she dare to tell me it was lost. Sad for the whole day. The phone had sentimental values. So i went to cyber cafe to cheer myself up. When i reach home, a stroke of good luck. The college called my house and told my mum they found my handphone and was told to collect it from the office. Yeah? Here comes the bad luck again, aarrghhh i lost my student i.d!!! How am i gonna borrow books from the library for my studies and assignment. This is even worse, i had no idea where i dropped it. Anyway, if i had any idea then i wouldn't have lost it right? So, no student i.d, its ok. Thank God i had a one week break. Thought of going to the college to make a new one. No idea how much it would cost me. The night before that, good luck comes again. My friend, Jacky, whom i have not contacted for quite some time gave me a surprise call. Guess What!! &lt;br /&gt;"Hi HengLean, Jacky ere. I found your student i.d at Gamesworld(cyber). When are you free to pick it up?"&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, God must be looking after me after all. So i got to collect back my student i.d. The next thing to happen. I was in college to collect my Econs Technique paper a.k.a Maths for Econs. Practically anyone that knows me well enough, i sucks at maths. Miracle, i got a 26.3/30. Looked at the list, i was like the top ten for highest marks. Yeah? Wrong! Then i realized, a book belonging to the library which i was suppose to be holding is gone. Where did i left it? Back-tracked my mine. Could it be in the Rapid KL bus? OR the LRT BUs station? Maybe its in the bus to ONe Utama or It could well be in one of the bench in One Utama. My mine was totally cleared. I couldn't remember. I went back to all those places and asked for it but couldn't find it. Hopefully good luck will strike again?&lt;br /&gt;another thing, One Utama should hired security guards with higher literacy rate.&lt;br /&gt;i asked "Did you see a book that i might have left on the bench there?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied " Where do you want to go?"&lt;br /&gt;stunned for a while, took out a book. With fingers gestures, asked again&lt;br /&gt;" Did you see a book (pointing at the book) that i might have left on the bench (point at the bench)?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied "Book? Bench? Where you want to go?"&lt;br /&gt;AARRGGHH...forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112895268931749991?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112895268931749991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112895268931749991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112895268931749991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112895268931749991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/10/balance-between-good-luck-and-bad-luck.html' title='The Balance Between Good Luck And Bad Luck'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112827504757863839</id><published>2005-10-02T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:44:07.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senseless scribbling.</title><content type='html'>Sunday night, or should i say Monday morning since its 1.28 am.&lt;br /&gt;I just posted two blogs. This would be my third. Well, seriously, i am not those that enjoy blogging. A once in a while type. Wasn't even my idea to start it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But tonight, i just have the urge to write some thing and being lazy to put it down with pen and paper, i have no choice but to blog. Oh, wait, i just thought of it. I could use Microsoft Word. Oh, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hhmm i forgot what this blog is suppose to be for...&lt;br /&gt;So, this few days have been really terrible for me. Well i guess everyone does have their own problems so i will just have to keep mine to myself. Why burden other people anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is how life is.&lt;br /&gt;Guess being a hermit is kinda cool u know. Leaving up in the mountain alone. Yeah, it kinda cool when u can shout out all your problems without worrying that it may affect some or disturb some one. Or when you can let out your anger, frustration or cry to the trees with being afraid that some one will find out or it might disturb some one. So yeah, HERMITS are cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112827504757863839?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112827504757863839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112827504757863839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112827504757863839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112827504757863839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/10/senseless-scribbling.html' title='Senseless scribbling.'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112827407371716841</id><published>2005-10-02T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:27:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Make A Mistake...It Ruins Ur Life!!!</title><content type='html'>Can we say God is a cruel God? As a christian myself, i guess its not appropriate but...lets see.&lt;br /&gt;   So GOd created everything. God made the Universe, God made Earth, God made things on Earth and God created Time. So, Time, waits for no man as the saying goes. True as it is, cruel as it is. Why? Cause You can't make mistakes. Somethings in life, never happen twice. Example? Your 18th birthday celebration. What if, on such supposingly happy occasion, some idiot came and ruin your day. Time continues as you dread over your 18th birthday. And every year you at the same time you will think of that unhappy day. Well that's your part. Now is the part of the idiot. First, he/she gonna regret forever being an idiot in the first place. Nothin he can do will change the fact. Secondly, the idiot knows that some one will hate him/her for being an idiot on a particular day. Thirdly, the idiot knows that he can't turn bakc time and give you a happy 18th birthday celebration. &lt;br /&gt;   So, don't you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;   So, since we live in a cruel world, beware and be watchful of everything you do. every step, every move, every word could be a mistake that could ruin you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112827407371716841?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112827407371716841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112827407371716841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112827407371716841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112827407371716841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/10/never-make-mistakeit-ruins-ur-life.html' title='Never Make A Mistake...It Ruins Ur Life!!!'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112827263532094767</id><published>2005-10-02T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:03:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story About A Boy...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish i live in a world free of problems. How naive of me. Problems, a creation of the devil? or izit God's punishment? comes to haunt even if you do not seek it. You can run, but as the saying goes, you can't run forever. So the brave stood firm and faced the challenges. Much to their dismay, not all problems provide  solutions. So even the brave have to run. Then came the end of the road. There is no where else to run. To the front is the end, to the back like a stampede rushing forward as if preparing to run you over. Even the strongest of men, kneels to the ground and weeps in despair. "Help? Anyone?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112827263532094767?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112827263532094767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112827263532094767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112827263532094767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112827263532094767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/10/story-about-boy.html' title='A Story About A Boy...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112625054805305360</id><published>2005-09-09T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:22:28.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy Test</title><content type='html'>You are 19.05% jealous!&lt;br /&gt;For this test, the average jealousy percentage is 35.54%.&lt;br /&gt;268999 people have taken this test to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This percentage means that : &lt;br /&gt;•You have very few jealous traits.&lt;br /&gt;•You rarely over-react and have a handle on the severity of situations.&lt;br /&gt;•Whatever jealous attributes you do have will not present a problem in relationships, and will sometimes help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112625054805305360?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112625054805305360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112625054805305360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112625054805305360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112625054805305360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/09/jealousy-test.html' title='Jealousy Test'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112602163727543341</id><published>2005-09-06T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:47:17.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Month Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>Well, its my 4th month anniversary together with wernhui. Didn't celebrate it in a grand way or sumthin. can't help it, i got classes she got schools. So not much time for movie and stuff. We basically just went for dinner at McDonalds. &lt;br /&gt;It all started off happily till i made the biggest mistake of all, and the worse one too. you c, we were eatin in McD and i wuz sittin facing the door. so tis couple came in, i got distracted and looked at the girl. WernHui caught me doin that. she got upset. to make things worse, i kinda try to switch the blame to her. bad move.&lt;br /&gt;well i realise its realli my fault. i mean like i m with my gf, y would i look at other gals. i also dunno y so dun ask. n i should give her more respect too.&lt;br /&gt;haih so i kinda apologise. feels so bad wen u noe that u nearli screwed up ur own anniversary doin sumthin so so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, later on manage to patch things up.i think.&lt;br /&gt;so er, wernhui....i'm realli realli sorri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112602163727543341?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112602163727543341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112602163727543341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112602163727543341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112602163727543341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/09/4th-month-anniversary.html' title='4th Month Anniversary...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112546889381062286</id><published>2005-08-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:28:25.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Lost and Feeling Greedy</title><content type='html'>I feel lost. Suddenly the lights grew dim and i coulnd't find my way anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Life is with many options. Some good some bad but you will never know until you take it and being a human, we tend to feel greedy. We tend to just take everything, or at least we will try to. But that's life, we can't have the best of both worlds. Either we take one and drop the other or we might end up losing both. &lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost in life, a dreadful unpleasant feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everyone will find their guide that leads them to a pleasant path.&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112546889381062286?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112546889381062286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112546889381062286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112546889381062286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112546889381062286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/being-lost-and-feeling-greedy.html' title='Being Lost and Feeling Greedy'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112488775278985326</id><published>2005-08-24T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T05:49:12.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Human is like a container. Some are big some are small. Container to feelings that is. Negative feelings such as anger, sadness, disappoinment etc etc are like in-flowing water, filling up the container. Slowly but sure the container will be filled depending on how much we can handle. What happen then? Some will burst, that's when you see people jumping off buildings or self-inflicting damage. Some will let bit by bit of it out such as scolding or having bad mood (not very effective as it tends to flow in more then leak out). Some seek for other ways to express themselves, like goin for extreme sports such as bungee jumping and sky diving. The adrenaline rush helps to release some of the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;So why is this happening to us?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the world we live in? &lt;br /&gt;The everyday matters and problems we encounter?&lt;br /&gt;Or plainly GOD made it that way so that we suffer for our sins?&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, i guess being happy might help a lot, but in 365 1/4 days a year,&lt;br /&gt;how many are you trully happy the whole day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112488775278985326?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112488775278985326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112488775278985326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112488775278985326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112488775278985326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112488687176556787</id><published>2005-08-24T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T05:34:31.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the day</title><content type='html'>"A man is not a man unless he has pride in himself"&lt;br /&gt;-anonymous-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112488687176556787?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112488687176556787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112488687176556787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112488687176556787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112488687176556787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112444293317139184</id><published>2005-08-19T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T02:25:57.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://m90.org/./gallery/video/niceshotman.wmv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112444293317139184?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112444293317139184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112444293317139184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112444293317139184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112444293317139184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/unbelievable.html' title='Unbelievable'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112444165372452611</id><published>2005-08-19T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:54:13.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You For Loving Me</title><content type='html'>It's hard for me to say the things&lt;br /&gt;I want to say sometimes&lt;br /&gt;There's no one here but you and me&lt;br /&gt;And that broken old street light&lt;br /&gt;Lock the doors&lt;br /&gt;We'll leave the world outside&lt;br /&gt;All I've got to give to you&lt;br /&gt;Are these five words when i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me&lt;br /&gt;For being my eyes&lt;br /&gt;When i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;For parting my lips&lt;br /&gt;When i couldn't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew i had a dream&lt;br /&gt;Until that dream was you&lt;br /&gt;When i look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The sky's a different blue&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart&lt;br /&gt;I wear no disguise&lt;br /&gt;If i tried, you'd make me believe&lt;br /&gt;That you believed my lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pick me up when i fall down&lt;br /&gt;You ring the bell before they count me out&lt;br /&gt;If i was drowning you would part the sea&lt;br /&gt;And risk your own life to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lock the doors&lt;br /&gt;We'll leave the world outside&lt;br /&gt;All I've got to give to you&lt;br /&gt;Are these five words when i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i couldn't fly&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you gave me wings&lt;br /&gt;You parted my lips&lt;br /&gt;When i couldn't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112444165372452611?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112444165372452611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112444165372452611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112444165372452611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112444165372452611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-you-for-loving-me.html' title='Thank You For Loving Me'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112444111322355550</id><published>2005-08-19T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:45:13.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about loving you</title><content type='html'>Looking at the pages of my life&lt;br /&gt;Faded memories of me and you&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes you know I've made a few&lt;br /&gt;I took some shots and fell from time to time&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you were there to pull me through&lt;br /&gt;We've been around the block a time or two&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lay it on the line&lt;br /&gt;Ask me How we've come this far&lt;br /&gt;The answer's written in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Every time i look at you, baby, I see something new&lt;br /&gt;That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreamin's just a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;When I look at what my life's been comin' to&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived, I've loved, I've lost, I've paid some dues, baby&lt;br /&gt;We've been to hell and back again&lt;br /&gt;Through it all you're always my best friend&lt;br /&gt;For all the words i didn't say and all the things I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take this world away&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Just read the lines upon my face&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All about lovin' you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112444111322355550?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112444111322355550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112444111322355550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112444111322355550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112444111322355550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-about-loving-you.html' title='All about loving you'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112442956987708324</id><published>2005-08-18T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T22:32:49.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts Of The Day</title><content type='html'>My feeling is that there is nothing in life but refraining from hurting others, and comforting those that are sad.&lt;br /&gt;-Olive Schreiner, South African authhor and feminist (1855-1920)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11247566.post-112427402864241544</id><published>2005-08-17T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T03:20:28.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lock All Your Doors When You Drive...</title><content type='html'>Well this is just a warning to all of you who drives around alot n specially to those that drives alone. Lock all your doors especially of those passengers sit.&lt;br /&gt;This is an actual case that happens to my dad some time ago so i thought i might share the experience.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine weekday afternoon. My dad was driving home with his passenger door unlock. Not really sure it was when a traffic light or traffic jam, a middle-age man, dressed in a smart casual manner knocked onto the car's passenger's sit's window. Before my dad could react, he opened the door and comfortably adjusted himself to the sit. As the traffic began moving, my dad had no choice but to continue with this new passenger. He was rather friendly my dad said. Acting as if they had known each other for a long time but my dad was still suspicious. So my dad without wanting to arouse the stranger talked to the stranger in a friendly matter while putting in questions here and there to test if he realli knew this fella n might have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Then the stranger started to move around, searching through the dashbox and stuff. That's when my dad is assured that he doesn't know this fella. ( i dunno bout tis coz i constantly liked to search around in ks n jy's car hehe) Anyway, my dad drove to this petrol station, got down from the car and demanded the fella to get out n away. He was reluctant and asked my dad for Rm20 saying he lost his work blah blah blah. My dad refused and ordered him to get lost. Finally he just grab a few coins available and ran off.&lt;br /&gt;Well a few coins for a new experience. Well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the moral is, if anythin happens, try to keep calm. Go to some place public before confronting the personnel. And lock your doors.&lt;br /&gt;miss wernhui alot alot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112427402864241544?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112427402864241544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112427402864241544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112427402864241544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112427402864241544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/lock-all-your-doors-when-you-drive.html' title='Lock All Your Doors When You Drive...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112427323267694345</id><published>2005-08-17T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T03:07:12.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acquaintance...</title><content type='html'>Acquaintance defined in a dictionary as some one we know in a relationship less intimate then friendship. Well i got to experienced it the other day. Here's how the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i took the Rapid KL bus from Metropolitan College to Kelana Jaya LRT station at around 3.30 p.m. Upon arrival at the station, a guy across my seatings smiled and with a friendly gesture waved at me. He approached. We greeted each other as if we have been good friends that have over some time not met each other. We talked. Basically bout where i m studyin n wat he is doin now. Well he now studies at The One Academy, his 1st year. He Xiang ur junior. hehe. He showed me some drawings he did. Well the Beckham he drew actualli looks really like Beckham. So i guess he might be talented or something. Anyway after a short chit chat he left for the lrt while i switch to another bus.&lt;br /&gt;Now why would i call it an acquaintance?&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, i had no idea who he is. Well he does look familiar so i guess we might have met before some where.&lt;br /&gt;2ndly, no idea of his name too. but it doesnt matter cos i m pretty sure he doesn't know mine too. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so now i wonder if i ever meet him again should i pop the questions like...&lt;br /&gt;where have we met or wat is ur name again or pretend to know him well enuf...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;wonder wonder or mayb ask hexiang help me find out who he is...hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyway tats all..&lt;br /&gt;adios&lt;br /&gt;miss wernhui..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112427323267694345?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112427323267694345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112427323267694345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112427323267694345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112427323267694345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/acquaintance.html' title='Acquaintance...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112409494688845646</id><published>2005-08-15T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T01:35:46.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People N Its Ignorance</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder why people are so ignorant to their surrounding. Sometimes they feel something is wrong or something is not right yet they tend to ignore their feelings. Believing that everythin is ok everything is fine. Or even worse, they would just grumble grumble without the thoughts of taking actions to better the situation. What happened you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well as of my usual routine, i took the 3.30 p.m bus from Kelana Jaya LRT station to One Utama, basically its a direct route from the station to the shopping complex but this time, we had a detour into the roundabout in Damansara Utama (near the mosque). My thoughts was this is not right. Then the driver started asking some questions to the person sitting in front. I was all the way back there. Surprisingly after the driver asked those questions, we are still heading the wrong direction. All around me was just people mumbling bout the wrong road taken. So i took up the initiave to walk all the way up front and asked the driver what was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that the driver is new and he doesn't know the road. The guy he asked for directions, this was his exact words when i asked him what happened "erm..i dunno what the driver was saying at all" and he could just sit there and leave things be without seeking the help from others. So in the end i have to direct the bus driver its exact road he is suppose to take every round.&lt;br /&gt;Deeds done today: saved the bus driver his job&lt;br /&gt;                                 saved the time of the others in the bus from a would hav been sight seeing&lt;br /&gt;                                 around town.&lt;br /&gt;                                 saved the time of people waitin for this particular bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112409494688845646?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112409494688845646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112409494688845646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112409494688845646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112409494688845646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-n-its-ignorance.html' title='People N Its Ignorance'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112383559208635570</id><published>2005-08-12T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T01:33:12.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Semester A New Life</title><content type='html'>So my 2nd semester started for bout 2 weeks. I m takin the followin sub:&lt;br /&gt;1. Econs (Macro)&lt;br /&gt;2. Econs (technique)&lt;br /&gt;3. Marketing&lt;br /&gt;4. Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well to me econs macro is nuthin much. been there done that. so i guess i can relax a bit on tis sub except for the assignment. i m suppose to research on the economy of Ukraine. tis is gonna be slightly tougher but nuthin tat i can't handle. hehe. but the onli think i know bout the country is tat it has adriv schvenko (dunno how to spell his name) hehe n its situated near the black sea.&lt;br /&gt;haih. better start on it soon. i wanna score distinction for tis sub so gotta score for tis assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs technique is basically bout applyin maths into econs terms. basically its bout linear graphs elasticity and differntiation. But i dunno la, the lecturer used half an hour to talk about how and why a slope in a graph is important n stuff. then he took another half hour explain bout the meanin of intercept in the economics.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully can do tis sub properly. its maths afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketin. a new subject. just attended a lecture n tutorial. quite fun actualli. durin tutorial, the lecturer just keep sayin ans,  give her feedback. there is no right or wrong in marketin. as long as its logical. hehe. just the right things 4 me. den we hav to do research on honda. kinda have to find out bout is marketing n promotions stuff. but the lecturer say tis is not an easy sub. better put more effort in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;management. the lecturer not bad. went to the lecture. talk bout diff lvl's of management. missed tutorial due to haze. hehe. practically ponteng class. but hey u can't blame me i got sinuses n haze is bad for my nose n health.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tat's the summart of subjects i will b takin tis sem. hopefully everythin goes well.&lt;br /&gt;god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112383559208635570?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112383559208635570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112383559208635570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112383559208635570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112383559208635570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-semester-new-life.html' title='A New Semester A New Life'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112269937972388772</id><published>2005-07-29T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T21:56:19.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad Side Of A Horoscope...</title><content type='html'>Pisces (Fish)&lt;br /&gt;Born February 19 - March 20&lt;br /&gt;A Pisces cannot live without lies and treachery. They often get so wrapped up in their own tall tales that they can easily forget which of their stories are true and which are not.&lt;br /&gt;A Pisces constantly contradicts herself, and is always trying to wriggle out of a lie somebody has called her on. She will generally not profit from such fruitless tasks, but that's fine by her - she's doing it for the art.&lt;br /&gt;Additionally a Pisces loves nothing more than to stick her nose into someone else's dirty laundry. Pretending to be a self-taught psychoanalyst she will pry into people's secrets, which she will later manipulate and trade through her own self-styled network of spies.&lt;br /&gt;Incapable of working, or for that matter doing anything remotely useful, a Pisces has no interest for aquiring such abilities. Forcing her to do so is nearly impossible - she will simply wriggle out and disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112269937972388772?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112269937972388772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112269937972388772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112269937972388772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112269937972388772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-bad-side-of-horoscope.html' title='My Bad Side Of A Horoscope...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112174510082291344</id><published>2005-07-18T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:50:21.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thin Line</title><content type='html'>A thin line separates Love and Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Too much hatred between two opposite sex and they fall over to love each other.&lt;br /&gt;Too much love in a relationship and they fall over to hate each other even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112174510082291344?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112174510082291344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112174510082291344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112174510082291344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112174510082291344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/07/thin-line.html' title='A Thin Line'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112075320221098106</id><published>2005-07-08T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:20:02.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger N Sadness</title><content type='html'>A day after our 2nd anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;well its wuz all nicely planned for an intimate evening for a movie tat turns disaster..&lt;br /&gt;suppose to watch Initial D.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OU at bout 2 plus to buy tickets. Well the 9.30 pm show only left the front 3 rows but the 12 o'clock shows has plenty of seats but Dear has school tomolo..how? can't decide so i msg her...walked around for a while...no reply...msg her again...walk some more...still no reply...called her...no one picked up...sat on one of the bench near the cinema constantly lookin at my phone. No it didn't ring...continue msg n call but my efforts were in vain.&lt;br /&gt;Bout 4 sumthin finally gave up. Went home in disappointment n without tonights movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...reach home continued to msg her..kinda worried if sumthin might happen since its not like her to not respond to my calls or messages. Even msg her fren to ask her msg/call me...&lt;br /&gt;Finally receive a call from her bout 6 sumthin. Yea decided to go for the 12 o'clock show.&lt;br /&gt;happy happy. Went to eat dinner. After dinner, realise she called me..ooppss..&lt;br /&gt;called her back. She said she didn't want to watch anymore. I asked her why...she didn't replied.&lt;br /&gt;Just kept sayin she didn't wan to go anymore. Wat wuz a to do? Hung Up in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;later in the night, she called to express her unhappiness of not goin to the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I wuz like 'Wat The Hell'. She said she didn't wan to go anymore n now she goes tellin me she is not happy bout it. Out of Frustration called her...kinda release my anger at her...&lt;br /&gt;trust me i feel sad treatin her tat way on the phone but i just couldn't control.&lt;br /&gt;Anger took over n i just kinda lose control.&lt;br /&gt;Realli sori bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Haih...having a gf...no matter wat its alwiz my fault.&lt;br /&gt;wat i can i do? nothin.&lt;br /&gt;Why? cos i love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112075320221098106?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112075320221098106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112075320221098106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112075320221098106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112075320221098106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/07/anger-n-sadness.html' title='Anger N Sadness'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-112074133997731757</id><published>2005-07-07T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T06:02:19.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday So FAr...</title><content type='html'>Well lets c...its been bout a more then a week since my holz....wat has been happening??&lt;br /&gt;well good to say been busy all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Since Kafaii Jun Guan Chee Weng Lip Zhun Chris Woon all back from overseas, found time to hang out n catch up with them..&lt;br /&gt;Found time to go find WernHui too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just came back from Pulau Redang.&lt;br /&gt;Nice place. Went for 3 days 2 nites by flight, AirAsia. Well the whole trip kinda cost me like Rm600++ in which half is sponsored by Mum Dad Bro...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;In Pulau Redand went for 2 snorkeling trip. Fun. Get to c beautiful fishes n corals. Yeh Chuin even masturbated a sea cucumber. Saw water spurting out of it. hehe. Den we played captain ball awhile, played beach soccer went swimming. I officially declare myself as know how to swim...a bit..hehe...Last night at Pulau Redang, got myself drunk. Dun remember much. Hopefully didn't do anythin stupid.&lt;br /&gt;hhmmpphh..plans...&lt;br /&gt;nuthin much yet..hehe&lt;br /&gt;well tats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-112074133997731757?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/112074133997731757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=112074133997731757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112074133997731757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/112074133997731757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/07/holiday-so-far.html' title='Holiday So FAr...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111882659472254762</id><published>2005-06-15T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T02:09:54.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration...</title><content type='html'>I've been overly frustrated nowadayz....wat's the prob? nobody but me knows bout it.&lt;br /&gt;well i m facing my finals, more or less a lil stress ther. But after my econs n acc paper, guess all i need to worry about is Information System. The worst of the four but i just need to pass it though. Hopefully can pass. Will be relying on the wrong/right n the objective section. Can screw up the essay n the fill in the blanks sections.&lt;br /&gt;Tat's one part of the problem. The other part is bout WernHui. I dunno. It seems like everytime i talk/ c her n its like i will some how say sumthin wrong. Den its where the uphill task begins. Tryin to get her to smile back. Not an easy task. When i say uphill its like climbing Mount Everest. Worst is the more i try to comfort her the worse the situation gets. N tis realli tanks up the frustration n its being fiilled even more recently especially since i can't see her due to my finals. I realli dunno wat else to do. Haih..&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated frustrated frustrated!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling well now. Didn't get to sleep well last night. Rather tired. Having red eye now. Stomach discomfort and a very bad back ache (Must b the way i sleep...). Told WernHui bout it. ok so she called to show her 'care' , sorry i wasn't feeling like myself..elo i m not feelin well..so i kinda say sumthin wrong or mayb its just my tone of voice i some how manage to once again angered her in a way. I mean like i m not feelin well, so like its now i need sum1 to actualli pays attention to me not erm ditch me? oh tis is buildin up the frustration more....&lt;br /&gt;aarrghhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111882659472254762?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111882659472254762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111882659472254762' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111882659472254762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111882659472254762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/06/frustration.html' title='Frustration...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111851721537894939</id><published>2005-06-12T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:15:09.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sista...</title><content type='html'>11/06/05- WernHui's sister's birthday. Her name is Wern Yen. Hope i spelled it correctly. It was a last minute thingy but i joined them celebrate at times square. Karaoke at Neway. Her sis looks quite chun la, den friendly also. Ended bout 11 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to fetch WernHui home (ampang house) as her sis still got 2nd round. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but there was a detour, as she didn't wan to go home so earli. Apparently scared tat her bro might be at home. So we ended up in......my house. Nothin much la, showed her my room, collections of comics, etc etc. Den the bad new came. Her sis called. Well she wasn't suppose 2 b in my house so erm me n her receive sum advice lo.&lt;br /&gt;Den wat else, straight away drive her home la. Trust me guys, NO ampang Yong Tau Foo. Ampang is so bloody far. although the road is straight all the way, it took me like 45 mins to reach her house. well although the drive was a bit long, but i think its worth it. at least i know where she stays now. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Her house looks nice from the outside too.&lt;br /&gt;Huh, tired goin sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Might hav made a bad first impression to her sis. die lo...&lt;br /&gt;haih....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111851721537894939?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111851721537894939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111851721537894939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111851721537894939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111851721537894939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/06/sista.html' title='Sista...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111846713435711598</id><published>2005-06-11T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:18:54.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>6/6/05 first anniversary....planned quite well...&lt;br /&gt;6.30 pm fetch her...den go dinner...go jalan jalan..den watch movie..&lt;br /&gt;tat wuz the initial plan but...&lt;br /&gt;on tat day she had erm rehersal for her drama competition..quite prestigiuos wan i think. got like best actress award best actor award etc etc&lt;br /&gt;so she ended up onli free at supposingly 8 p.m but changed to 10 p.m&lt;br /&gt;but i had no dinner...told my mum not to cooked mine..so did sumthin i planned long time..&lt;br /&gt;drive to Taman Tun Ayamas, bought myself quarter chicken n a pepsi twist. ate dinner in my car while listenin to 98.8 fm. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;den wen down to fetch her, bought her to ks's house. Hannah's bday apparently. den she gets to eat the cake coz didn't bring her go eat dinner. bad me bad me.&lt;br /&gt;wen to watch A lot Like Love at 11.45 in One Utama.&lt;br /&gt;she fell asleep half way. me too for a while.&lt;br /&gt;wat a bloody sienz show. dunno y amanda cat nameeta all like. gals likes it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;hehe the malaysian censorship board practically censored the whole bloody show man.&lt;br /&gt;well the show goes like tis guy meets tis gal n they hav sex. 2 years later they meet again n hav sex again. one year later, guess wat, yupz, they meety n hav sex again. haih...n in the end they live happily ever after together.&lt;br /&gt;after movie fetch her home. didn;t stay coz she wuz damn tired. reach home sleep.&lt;br /&gt;wat a way to celebrate my anniversary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111846713435711598?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111846713435711598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111846713435711598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111846713435711598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111846713435711598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/06/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111846655355532607</id><published>2005-06-11T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:09:13.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals...</title><content type='html'>well well...haven't been bloggin since like dunno when...&lt;br /&gt;u can't blame me though..my comp sumthin wrong. damn stupid. Jooyee came my house, checked n confirm its rosak. so we decided to bring over to his house n c can fix or not. still kenot. desperate coz i need 2 use the pc to do my assignment. Ended up overnite at Jooyee's house for 3 nights to use his dad's pc to do my assignment. The result for my assignment was rather good i would say.. hehe..anyway den brought to JiaYin's house hopin her bro can help me. GUess wat...there's was nothin wrong with my pc!!! it worked perfectly fine. Brought it home n ere i m bloggin. Damn It.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, having my one week study break now. Finals is next week. My schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Mon- Econs ( should b no prob i think. Crap also can pass ler..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Tues- Acc ( slightly worried, did acc latihan..omg 4got wat is trial balance den got few things tak faham ere n ther...sad)&lt;br /&gt;Thurs- Legal ( SAp Sap sui la...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Followin MOn- IS ( erm haven study...dunoe how..but must pass or i die...)&lt;br /&gt;tat's all...hav to study...&lt;br /&gt;but i think goin sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;zzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111846655355532607?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111846655355532607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111846655355532607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111846655355532607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111846655355532607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/06/finals.html' title='Finals...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111678101462153518</id><published>2005-05-23T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:56:54.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words can Kill...</title><content type='html'>Beware...Words can Kill&lt;br /&gt;Thus, it is adviced to everyone to think properly each and every word u say before actualli saying it out as a wrong word or wrong sentence could mean the end of your life your relationship your everythin.&lt;br /&gt;Trust Me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111678101462153518?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111678101462153518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111678101462153518' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111678101462153518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111678101462153518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/05/words-can-kill_23.html' title='Words can Kill...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111678064357373831</id><published>2005-05-23T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:50:43.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri &amp; Sat</title><content type='html'>Fri...mornin wen to Econs lecture for 3 hours. Gosh wonder how the lecturer can talk for so long with just a 10 min break in between...miss the last part of lecture too sleepy liao...hehe&lt;br /&gt;after tat wen to Curtin Office, settled my enrolment for next semester.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to save money on Dota. Took a taxi home. Shit man.. the bloody taxi meter jumps like my heart beatin..goin up non-stop. DUnno wether is becoz of the new taxi rate or he farker did sumthin to the meter. Reach home earli n it cost me Rm 15 !!! SHould hav stayed for Dota.&lt;br /&gt;den rest n relax. Get readi for:&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;nice show. stupid calvin told me 2 hours 45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;made me wen toilet half way coz scared miss the last part. Nice show. concludes nicely n linked to episode 4,5 &amp; 6. Worth the Rm9.&lt;br /&gt;After tat took dad's car to look for WernHui. She brought me to tis place to eat tis jelly like drink. suppose to hav dinner with her but she didn't wait for me n ate alreadi. so i had bak kut teh with her to accompany me though. den after wen back to her apartment lo. she wuz rather tired so i left bout 10.30 i think.&lt;br /&gt;Wen to Jy's house. sit n chat till bout 12. den wen mamak. after tat wen home sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT- MOrnin woke up earli to catch my father be4 he left for work. needed him to fetch me to basketball. long time didn't play liao. but still farely skillful i think. hehe. but the after effect is awful. my whole body achin till today. play Bball till like 11 i think. broke my specs too. cham.&lt;br /&gt;wen home bath. bout 12 slept till like 8.30 Gosh suppose 2 wake up fix my spec...but too late.&lt;br /&gt;wen for dinner..thought can go fix after dinner but the stupid dishes came extremely late. bout 10 plus finish dinner. all optician close. DAmn it.. NO choice had to bear watchin MAn U v Arsenal with a broken specs. Watch with Calvin Yee keat Chee Meng 2 other gals n yk's fren. Interestin match. too bad Man U lost. Thanks to stupid scholes. dunno how to take penalty wan. haih. sadlly MAn U tis year no cups at all...sad sad sad...&lt;br /&gt;den wen home bout 1 am. sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111678064357373831?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111678064357373831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111678064357373831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111678064357373831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111678064357373831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/05/fri-sat.html' title='Fri &amp; Sat'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111678084858084554</id><published>2005-05-20T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:54:08.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words can kill</title><content type='html'>Beware...words can kill.&lt;br /&gt;Thus it is adviced tat every1 think properly before sayin anythin. A wrong word or sentence could mean the end of ur life ur relationship ur everything.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111678084858084554?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111678084858084554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111678084858084554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111678084858084554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111678084858084554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/05/words-can-kill.html' title='Words can kill'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111649424926425238</id><published>2005-05-18T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T02:17:29.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diagnosis</title><content type='html'>Went to Sunway Medical Hospital today to get a diagnosis from Dr. Gan Tong Nee for my nose. Any1 with sinuses are recommended to pay a visit to him.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, had an appointment with him today at 2 p.m&lt;br /&gt;according to my symptoms of occasional nose block, excessive mukus etc etc i m suspected to hav sinuses.&lt;br /&gt;however the doctor can't be sure of it as i have a Very serious case of infection and inflammation happenin in my nose. Thus medication was given to cure the infection before further diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;Well according to the doctor, if my sinuses is serious, which he say is more probable with my infection, inflammation n stuff, i would need to do surgery to open up my nasal or sumthin.&lt;br /&gt;Worse more, i might even have nose cancer due to the delayed medication of the infection.&lt;br /&gt;However, he said tat is unlikely as of my age..hehe phew..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i would be takin medicine containin steroids as part of my medication..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Doctor say its ok if taken for a short period of not more than 6 months..after tat den...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;anyway consultation fees was an expensive rm120 with first phase medication at another rm 100.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111649424926425238?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111649424926425238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111649424926425238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111649424926425238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111649424926425238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/05/diagnosis.html' title='Diagnosis'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111554264324579454</id><published>2005-05-08T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T01:57:23.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheng Heng's Bday..</title><content type='html'>Fri 06/05/2005&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Cheng Heng's Bday at pizza hut, taman tun dr. ismail&lt;br /&gt;Wah didn't noe ther renovated it..now looks quite nice den summore got upstairs for parties.&lt;br /&gt;so i think we practically booked the place upstairs. Reach there bout 7.30 although told Jy they all say will be ther at 7. hehe. Late as usual. Later den the Bday boy tim.&lt;br /&gt;so there was me ks hannah jy cat amanda hexiang ailin alex aaron cheng heng melanie chee meng christina minli. Sadly Pojoo couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;well did the usual stuff, chit chat n makan. den bout 8.30 i think, we move to Ks's house. No choice his house biggest onli can fit so many of us. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Christina didn't join us at Ks.&lt;br /&gt;Over ther, watch tv. Calvin wanna to watch his chinese show but kenot coz Ks famili watchin some other show. hehe. den we played a bit of magic tricks, black magic n some other DU stuff lo. Later cut cake. Oh played sum stupid game by hannah wan. Involve  dead naked man with a match. Quite stupid lo with Jy keep repeatin the same question.&lt;br /&gt;Den Yeh Chuin started to leave den Minli. I leave bout 11 i think.&lt;br /&gt;Had to go find WernHui. Miss her lots.&lt;br /&gt;Brought her to mamak. stupid fella kenot understand wat is maggi goreng tak mau pedas. dun even understand teh o ais limau. brought all the wrong thing. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;den around 1.30 fetch her back to her apartment. she got school tomolo. kenot stay up so late.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, den i drove home. hehe. Oh wernhui made sumthin 4 me too. its realli nice. thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111554264324579454?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111554264324579454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111554264324579454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111554264324579454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111554264324579454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/05/cheng-hengs-bday.html' title='Cheng Heng&apos;s Bday..'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111535955037748955</id><published>2005-05-06T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T23:05:50.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She said Yes...</title><content type='html'>It was a dark and stormy night...my heart was pounding so fast like it could jump out anytime, my mind was filled with countless questions. Fear was what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;There she stands by the railing as i approach her. It started with a good helo and we got the engine started. Conversation was flowing smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time, we moved into the cinema for 'Kingdoms of Heaven'. Recommended for people who enjoys epic movies. A good way to spend 2 1/2 hours with some one u love.&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended around 1.30 am. Den i drove her to her friend's house in Sungai Buloh.&lt;br /&gt;While on the way, i finally got the courage and splurted out my desire for her to be my gf. I asked in thee conventional way of ' would you be willing to be my girlfriend' or sumthin like tat..&lt;br /&gt;She took a moment to think. A moment tat felt like a decade to me as i fear for her rejection.&lt;br /&gt;Then after the moment of silence, she smiled and replied....Yes&lt;br /&gt;There and then, my heart was filled with pouring joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Filled with love and care.&lt;br /&gt;6th of May 2005 2.10 am,  a day and time to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, sorry amanda couldn't meet with u at jy's house..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111535955037748955?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111535955037748955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111535955037748955' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111535955037748955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111535955037748955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/05/she-said-yes.html' title='She said Yes...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111374303493025818</id><published>2005-04-17T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T06:03:54.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUnday</title><content type='html'>SUnday...woke up at 12 ++. waited for mum buy back lunch. after lunch wuz just loiterin around d houze till bout 7. wat a waste of time. like 5 hours of not doin anythin.&lt;br /&gt;anyway....receive a pic of wernhui. happi happi.&lt;br /&gt;now anytime  i miss her can on d comp n look at her...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111374303493025818?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111374303493025818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111374303493025818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111374303493025818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111374303493025818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/04/sunday.html' title='SUnday'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111285853294772618</id><published>2005-04-07T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:24:58.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To College..</title><content type='html'>I think its been quite awhile since i blog. nuthin 2 blog bout la..hehe&lt;br /&gt;well lets c...i went out with wernhui and her friends on sun, 3rd april. went 2 watch hitched. rather nice show. enjoyed it. enjoyed her company. had a nice day. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Mon. back to college after one week break. nuthin much happens. usual things wake up go college back from college sleep..tomolo's another day. hehe&lt;br /&gt;thurs. rather busy actualli. woke up at bout 12. today got no college. hehe..went to bank. bought food for my tortoise. bought a new book 'the davinci's code' lookin forward 2 readin it but got exam next week n 2 more IS assignmeny to hand it. so guess the book would hav to wait. met chew at Ou too. so sad the gf dun recognise me. most prob she thought i wuz lookin at her..haha but in fact wuz lookin at Chew..hehe&lt;br /&gt;btw junguan if u r readin tis, Wernhui is not my gf..yet i think..hopefully la in future....hehe&lt;br /&gt;anythin ask me la no need go through Julian..hehe&lt;br /&gt;tats all for today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111285853294772618?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111285853294772618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111285853294772618' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111285853294772618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111285853294772618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-college.html' title='Back To College..'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111208482939251736</id><published>2005-03-29T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T00:27:09.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOlz...</title><content type='html'>Yea after 3 weeks of Uni we had a one week break. mid-term break / study week wateva ther call it. well should use tis week properly. hav 2 study coz after tis coz mid-term exam. den got 3 Information system assigment to finish. hav to build one business website, a powerpoint presentation of the business and a portfolio of my course. so many things to do n feelin lazee to do it but oh well...i guess i'll start after tis blog. hehe&lt;br /&gt;tis few dayz hav been nice. found time to had real long talks with WernHui. haven't done tat in a long long time. had talks bout me n her. had some reassurance. settle some probs. made some probs but all ends well. hehe. happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;fixed my comp. virus free. hehe so finally can do my work with the pc restartin suddenly. dun hav 2 save my work all the time. hehe. speeds up the machine too. yea now all i need is the warcraft cd from nick. hehe&lt;br /&gt;WernHui's mood also improved alot. i think she is happy now. hope she is.&lt;br /&gt;good lo. be happy alwiz k.&lt;br /&gt;oh n heard peifern had some probs with mr a i think.&lt;br /&gt;hope she is not too depressed. cheer up. things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;be happy alwiz too. wonder she would come read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;hehe (if u do drop a note)&lt;br /&gt;guess tats all.&lt;br /&gt;adios.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111208482939251736?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111208482939251736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111208482939251736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111208482939251736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111208482939251736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/holz.html' title='HOlz...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111165429319628069</id><published>2005-03-24T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:52:22.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAd mood</title><content type='html'>wern hui hasn't been in a good mood tis few dayz. she kinda hav problems ere n ther n its giving her bad time. how i wish i could be ther for her. but i couldn't. its kinda sad wen i think about it. i mean like i realli should be ther 4 her wen she's sad n stuff but all i could do is sms her or call her. i wouldn't think its enuf but wat else can i do? i dunoe.&lt;br /&gt;hope her mood is gettin better.&lt;br /&gt;miss her lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111165429319628069?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111165429319628069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111165429319628069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111165429319628069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111165429319628069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/bad-mood.html' title='BAd mood'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111123039711619048</id><published>2005-03-24T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:52:51.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecurity</title><content type='html'>Insecurity. a feeling tat is not good for a relationship. i guess it kinda happens when 2 people are apart n ther rarely c each other. especially wen u actualli get to meet, its onli for a brief hour or so. not exactly enuf to feed the hungry hearts. hehe. it kinda makes u think a bit. wen ur other half is in some sort of needs or bad mood or sad n u couldn't be ther for her n the worse part is some other prince charming come to her rescue. well if it happens once onli of coz its ok. but wat if whenever she nees u n u can't be ther for her n everytime prince charming shows up? tat is wen insecurity sinks in. Things would start running in ur mind. HOrrible things. Ya some say we should trust our partner, but how far can trust go? i wouldn't noe. Who would?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111123039711619048?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111123039711619048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111123039711619048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111123039711619048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111123039711619048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/insecurity.html' title='Insecurity'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111090023615696744</id><published>2005-03-15T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T07:23:56.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day in My LIfe</title><content type='html'>Lets c wat happen today in my life....&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6.40 am wash face brush teeth bath normal stuff...wen downstairs at 6.55 am drank a cup of milo read the newspaper. 7.15 am walk to OU to wait for Jitfu to fetch me to college. Reach college at 8.00 am sharp. Went for my Econs tutorial. Simple stuff bout supply and demand. Learned it last year so quite easy. Dunoe how some people still get it wrong. hehe. tutorial was from 8.00-9.30 am. Den its Dota time (its a game) till bout 11.30. headache lo after tat got class summore. Den went to eat lunch at Asia Cafe. Ate dry keow teo mushroom. Hang around chat chat a bit. Information System Lecture at 2.45 pm. The lecture is damn damn sienz. she talk and talk and talk n i kenot understand wat she sayin. Its like her voice is comin in from the left ear goin out on the right. i think in 15 mins i fell asleep like 3 or 4 times. Cannot tahan so went to canteeen bought a can of coffee and lollipop to suck. manage to keep me awake till end of lecture at 4.30 pm. Den its Dota time again till 6.40 pm my bro came n fetch me home. reach home ate dinner den slept till bout 9 plus. tired n in bad mood. den wen online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111090023615696744?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111090023615696744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111090023615696744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111090023615696744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111090023615696744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-day-in-my-life.html' title='Another Day in My LIfe'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111072436698848681</id><published>2005-03-13T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T06:12:01.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Works In Miracle Ways</title><content type='html'>God works in miracle ways.&lt;br /&gt;I was born into a Buddist family but for reasons tat i hav long forgotten i somehow ended up goin to church on sunday starting from standard three. From then on i learn to believe in God n worship him. I dedicate tis blog to thy Father in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111072436698848681?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111072436698848681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111072436698848681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111072436698848681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111072436698848681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/god-works-in-miracle-ways.html' title='God Works In Miracle Ways'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111071157636931009</id><published>2005-03-13T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T03:03:00.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Business</title><content type='html'>I m back in bloggin business...&lt;br /&gt;Cat, Amanda, WernHui its not realli tat i duwan 2 blog u noe..Its rather tat i live a plain n simple life. There's nuthin much extraordinary tat happens in my life tat is worth mentionin or to be blogged.&lt;br /&gt;So its not my fault tat i dun blog everyday or sumthin. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, i went for basketball on Fri n Sat. Two dayz in a row after like dunoe how many weeks not excercisin. The result, agonizin pain all over the body.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose 2 hav basketball match with Kuan Ching's team on Sat but play half sum fella came n said ther booked the court for sum college events. So as we r nice guy we went other place to play half but did not continue d match. My team losin anyway.. Hehe wat to do all the short fellas ther...hehe hope julian n jit dun read tis...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;At night went for dinner. My dad's birthday. We had 'Chu Kiok' aka pig's leg...&lt;br /&gt;wah damn nice...hehe not suitable for gals i think the whole thing was fats fats n fats..&lt;br /&gt;kinda remind me of Nick...oh wait... eeewwwww&lt;br /&gt;haha jkjk no offence nick..&lt;br /&gt;after tat went to Dharoos to 'yam cha' with alex calvin nick n gang...&lt;br /&gt;den nick calvin andee kaseong came over my house to watch Dota replays coz onli my pc can watch...wat can i say ther just need me...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....den discuss a bit bout dota den jooyee n cat join us but jooyee wasn't in d mood&lt;br /&gt;so dunoe he come for wat...kinda bring down d mood lo...&lt;br /&gt;ther left bout one sumthin den i went 2 sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun- woke up bout 1 p.m i think..ate chee cheong fun for lunch. lazed around till 3 wanted 2 do my assignment but couldn't coz my lecturer put everythin on d web.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't go online till now so couldn't do. Stupid streamyx n their useless technician. The lady is so stupid u noe..i told her i couldn't connect to the internet. U noe wat she said?&lt;br /&gt;Can u try to run d bandwitdth test on their webpage? i was like hello? i kenot even go online??&lt;br /&gt;how m i gonna do tat?? put down d phone. called again got a better guy but still didn't solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;It was gonna be a bad day den receive sms from lil devil.. happy happy..&lt;br /&gt;called her den chat 4 awhile. kinda brightens up the day...&lt;br /&gt;Den went Ou to look for present. my mum wans to give the neighbours son something n i had 2 do the shoppin for her..haih sad...&lt;br /&gt;Guess tat's all..&lt;br /&gt;Goin dinner now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111071157636931009?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111071157636931009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111071157636931009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111071157636931009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111071157636931009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-to-business.html' title='Back to Business'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111027953092143203</id><published>2005-03-08T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T03:17:38.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In My Life</title><content type='html'>Guess wat...&lt;br /&gt;i slept in lecture today.What's so bad about it? I drool all over the table. I had to cover it with my right hand, slowly takes out a tissue from my pocket to wipe it off. It was quite a lot of drool too. Hehe. Hopefully no one notice me since i sat alone in the corner except for the two ok-lookin gals sittin behind me. How embarrasin if any finds out.&lt;br /&gt;Another stupid bout tis lecture is....Metropolitan college extended the lecture from 2 hours last year to 3 hours tis year but the stupid part is the lecturer does not hav enuf material to extend the lecture to 3 hours so class ends earli every time. Worse thing is i asked my bro to come fetch me at 5.45 p.m which is the time the lecture was suppose to end but since it alwiz ends earli i m stuck with nuthin to do. Stupid Stupid Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw jooyee, information system is nothin to do with marketin u ass..U told me it was like wat Marketin Information System. Lame shit. Btw after 2 lecture 1 tutorial i realise i still dun &lt;a href="mailto:f*@#ing"&gt;f*@#ing&lt;/a&gt; understand wat the lecturer was talkin about..gonna die soon..&lt;br /&gt;Oh had to go take  injection for H-B later...My mum suddenly told me..feelin kinda scared...&lt;br /&gt;hehe :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111027953092143203?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111027953092143203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111027953092143203' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111027953092143203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111027953092143203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-in-my-life.html' title='A Day In My Life'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247566.post-111001087797561995</id><published>2005-03-05T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T00:31:02.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty Is Not The Best Policy...</title><content type='html'>Yoo...&lt;br /&gt;There's onli one reason y i m bloggin.Its a specific request from a special some. I guess if jooyee reads tis he shud be happy since he wuz sayin onli me n calvin left tat dun blog.So calvin u better start bloggin too.hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, screw my standard one teacher tat tought me tat honesty is d best policy n tat stupid school tat painted the phrase on its wall.Honesty is so not the best policy especially wen it comes 2 u doing something wrong in a relationship. Ur other half is so not going to be happy wen u tell them u did sumthing wrong to them.The thought of u being honest to them isn't goin 2 come to their mind wen their enrage in their anger. So my advice, if u did sumthin wrong, keep it a secret for as long as u can.Bring it to ur grave.&lt;br /&gt;Guess tis is the end of my 1st session of bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247566-111001087797561995?l=henglean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/feeds/111001087797561995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247566&amp;postID=111001087797561995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111001087797561995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247566/posts/default/111001087797561995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://henglean.blogspot.com/2005/03/honesty-is-not-best-policy.html' title='Honesty Is Not The Best Policy...'/><author><name>henglean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09044000667582722263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
