<?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-37634764</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:58:41.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You led me to a without a single trace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37634764.post-5444004959990539725</id><published>2007-05-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T07:53:18.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY MAN!</title><content type='html'>I am finally able to post on my blogger!! aw.. been ages since i last post and i am quite excited to use it again. Though many things had happened during this short span of time, i am going to treasure everything around me and not taking anything for granted anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want in life is, good life, good significant others,  good looking (duh, who doesn't HAHA) , good sleep and good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently installing program for my samsung cellphone which will allow me to upload photos from phone onto desktop! yea,.. please tell everyone bryan is back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-5444004959990539725?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/5444004959990539725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=5444004959990539725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/5444004959990539725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/5444004959990539725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-man.html' title='HEY MAN!'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-117055079996735739</id><published>2007-02-03T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T17:12:01.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>every changes, every thing.</title><content type='html'>i could no longer feel the same as before. not because im tipsy nor dizzy. for the moment, i don't even know what my goals are, where am i suppose to head for... my life has become so stereotype.............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to get an urban escapade.. maybe to thailand.... to an island that i can free myself from all troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometime it is better for just one to suffer, rather than the 2 of us to struggle....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-117055079996735739?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/117055079996735739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=117055079996735739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/117055079996735739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/117055079996735739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2007/02/every-changes-every-thing.html' title='every changes, every thing.'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116861505019289766</id><published>2007-01-12T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T07:17:30.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo...Had my first job training at Out Of The Pain yesterday afternoon 3 pm to 6 in the evening. It was kind of strange to me to place my feet on FNB floor again. OOTP has a nice ambience that will attract customers but i still can't confirm the working environment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the hands of clock stroke 6pm, i rushed out of the restaurant to the changing room and sign out for the day. Met my dearest Elaine at Somerset control station to catch a movie. It was raining heavily when we were walking to Cinelesiure. Thanks for Elaine for being such a caring and loving wife to bring an umbrella with her to shelter us from those rain. Love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pan's Labryincth. This is the movie we watched. Ain't sure if i got the spelling correctly but im sure it was somehow like that. I will rate the show at 3.5 bites out of 5. Worth watching during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks and i will be freed from all hectic studies and lecture notes!!! Free from school and i will be able to work and support my Elaine! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116861505019289766?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116861505019289766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116861505019289766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116861505019289766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116861505019289766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2007/01/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116798891698866745</id><published>2007-01-05T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T01:21:56.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WORD TO DESCRIBE MY FEELING AT THIS MOMENT</title><content type='html'>STRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING PROJ. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116798891698866745?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116798891698866745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116798891698866745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116798891698866745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116798891698866745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-word-to-describe-my-feeling-at.html' title='ONE WORD TO DESCRIBE MY FEELING AT THIS MOMENT'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116778484747426801</id><published>2007-01-02T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T16:40:47.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader Digest</title><content type='html'>HELLO READERS, i am back to digest your hunger for new entry. These few days had been busy for me with all the celebration going around, christmas and new year. I celebrated New Year with my Elaine at Sentosa/Vivo City and after the celebration, all the possible reasonable transportation home wasn't available anymore; i had to stay over at her place and slept at there for the night. Left her house in the evening to meet up with Zi Quan and Nicholas for a dinner and chilled in Town. Am gonna snatch photos from Elaine's blog to beautify my blog. *GRWAHHH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i am employed at Swissotel "Out Of The Pan". I'm not a good-for-nothing starting from this moment! Yay! Admiral United F.C I MISS YOU PEOPLE. Lets forget the past and build a better future. Reply me if you guys see this msg. :-&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116778484747426801?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116778484747426801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116778484747426801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116778484747426801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116778484747426801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2007/01/reader-digest.html' title='Reader Digest'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116659674566298884</id><published>2006-12-19T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T07:04:47.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Are 19 Years Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#f8fff8;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your past life diagnosis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern USA North-Center around the year 775. Your profession was that of a map maker, astrologer, astronomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your brief psychological profile in your past life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Artistic personality, always transforming the ugly into the beautiful, gray into bright colors. You would find an opportunity of creative self-expression in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your main lesson is to develop magnanimity and a feeling of brotherhood. Try to become less adhered to material property and learn to take only as much, as you can give back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Emperor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Stability, power, protection, realization; a great person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Emperor is the great authority figure of the Tarot, so it represents&lt;br /&gt;fathers, father-figures and employers. There is a lot of aggression and violence&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Emperor naturally follows the Empress. Like an infant, he is filled with enthuiasm, energy, aggression. He is direct, guileless and all too often irresistible. Unfortunately, like a baby he can also be a tyrant. Impatient, demanding, controlling. In the best of circumstances, he signifies the leader that everyone wants to follow, sitting on a throne that indicates the solid foundation of an Empire he created, loves and rules with intelligence and enthusiasm. But that throne can also be a trap, a responsibility that has the Emperor feeling restless, bored and discontent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116659674566298884?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116659674566298884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116659674566298884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116659674566298884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116659674566298884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116646074059979569</id><published>2006-12-18T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T09:09:22.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing the past (part 1)</title><content type='html'>In order not to flood my blog with overwhelming photos, i have decided to upload a few at a time. Here comes the part 1. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/317028/Image(930).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/267362/Image%28930%29.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken in bus 913 while heading to work. (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/846591/Image(952).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/561850/Image%28952%29.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was took after i left ChinaBlack. (June 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/645555/DSC00202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/717318/DSC00202.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Business Communication presetation. (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/144116/Image(881).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/927565/Image%28881%29.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic took after my clubbing session at ChinaBlack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/18227/Image(906).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/60421/Image%28906%29.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother pushed me to the wall!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/778567/Image(538).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/186018/Image%28538%29.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took in NYP LAB ... (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/603863/Image(552).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/961291/Image%28552%29.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Summer Hunk invitation (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/639554/Image(690).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/384349/Image%28690%29.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmm...where am i going? (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/554649/Image(413).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/101710/Image%28413%29.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ben for this great photo. hahaha! (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/105088/Image(700).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/102986/Image%28700%29.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took while waiting for friends arrival. (2005)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116646074059979569?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116646074059979569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116646074059979569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116646074059979569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116646074059979569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/reminiscing-past-part-1.html' title='reminiscing the past (part 1)'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116645863028976574</id><published>2006-12-17T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T08:24:05.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Month</title><content type='html'>Woke up at around noon to prepare myself to meet Elaine for our 5th monthiversary celebration. The weather had been toying me... the moment i reached AMK station, rain started to pour HEAVILY! What irritated me most was that ALL THE CAB DRIVERS THAT DROVE PAST ME don't understand that it was raining and so i had to stand at the edge of the bus stop to flag for cabs. They just fucking drove past me and caused Elaine to wait for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Suki Yaki, Cineleisure at half past 4 and had buffet lunch. We gobbled down all the sushis that we removed from the conveyor belt and started ordering those that couldnt be found. Wah, you could notice 2 greedy pigs sitting in the restaurant. Laughs. It was hard for me to breathe right after the heavy meal, we had to sit down and digest the food before we set off to celebrate Elaine's friend birthday at East Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowled 2 rounds and i realised my skill lvl has dropped. I missed those times when junhong, winsor, nicholas and i were training for our bowling competition. Haha! Their stomachs were growling for food and left with no choice, we had to head to lagoon for late dinner. As there weren't enough bicycles, i gave Elaine a ride on 1 bicycle. Lo man di ke hor... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at 11pm and Elaine stayed over at my place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116645863028976574?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116645863028976574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116645863028976574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116645863028976574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116645863028976574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/5th-month.html' title='5th Month'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116629544326506086</id><published>2006-12-16T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T10:57:23.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fruitful saturday....</title><content type='html'>woke up around 11am for my breakfast that my mom had prepared for me and my brother. Hogged onto my computer the moment i gobbled down my meal and used it till around 4pm before meeting kelvin, zq and benedict. we walked around orchard before settling down for a few rounds of pool games and then had our dinner and supper. Man... today was all about eating and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt' feel like staying out for too long; we took a train and reached home at around 10pm. i can't wait ffffffffforrrrrrrrrrrrrr tml. been anticipating for its coming. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you dear, happy 5th month... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116629544326506086?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116629544326506086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116629544326506086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116629544326506086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116629544326506086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/fruitful-saturday.html' title='a fruitful saturday....'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116625776217190230</id><published>2006-12-16T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:29:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my biggest day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DAY I WILL PUT ON THE DIAMOND RING ONTO THE ONE I LOVE MOST. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.12.12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/250974/marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/68027/marriage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did i choose 12.12.12? Not only because of its significant and outstanding number, 512 in represents I love you in chinese. With such an unique date and special meaning, it really does make the best day to be coupled with my dear one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116625776217190230?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116625776217190230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116625776217190230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116625776217190230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116625776217190230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-biggest-day.html' title='my biggest day....'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116620554024975671</id><published>2006-12-15T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:59:00.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mutation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WILL BE STRONG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STRONGER THAN BEFORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUCH STRONGER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116620554024975671?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116620554024975671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116620554024975671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116620554024975671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116620554024975671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/mutation.html' title='The mutation'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116603163659612338</id><published>2006-12-13T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:45:44.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinfu stunts</title><content type='html'>man! i missed another class this morning, so sinful!!! BRYAN, why are u always skipping class?? Time to take some action and compensate for all the time that i have been slacking about. I WILL WORK HARD FOR MY FUTURE. Laughs* anyway.. had my classes till 1pm today and got to see Elaine for a moment before making my way down to city hall for an interview with alex and zhihong. The application was closed as there are way too many employees already. We had no other alternatives, so we walked to Plaza Singapura and settled down for another meal before zhi hong and i wandered to far east YA KUN for another drinks! Oh man, a day full of beverages and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down and chatted till 515pm as he had to go for volleyball games while i need to meet Elaine at the grand cathay. Took a bus back to serangoon for our dinner (EAT AGAIN, haha) before i sent her home. I laze-d aronud her place till 1030pm and yup, where can i go after that? HOME , definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for weekend to arrive, can't wait to meet up with my friends... i wanna sun tan soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116603163659612338?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116603163659612338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116603163659612338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116603163659612338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116603163659612338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/sinfu-stunts.html' title='sinfu stunts'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116594157384474287</id><published>2006-12-12T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:45:27.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts pondered time and again.</title><content type='html'>went to school this morning at around 10+ going 11 and coincidentally saw zhihong at the train station. we had our attendance taken before we head for a lunch with jinfan, alvin and jinsong. Right after our lunch, pool was our next destination. man , shld take some photos.. my blog is getting dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragged my feets back to NYP and attended Knowledgement Management tutorial. Darn boring, was sleeping through the 50mins after i copied my answers... *snore* i need to be careful with a few modules... i can't afford to miss anymore lessons else zhi hong will gladly be my sergeant (U NOE WHY IT IS SERGEANT ONLY? because u are pes B... whahahahahhaa) at tekong. *EVIL sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this week, and i hate the past few weeks too. the only constant in life is change and why can't life be stagnant for a period of time so i can adjust to my life easily? i really need a long break from school and escape from any stress in life. be it personal, work or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for friday morning as i'm all out to play the role as central midfielder again! eagerly waiting for that day and might be kicking some ball on the field soon. Miss clementi khalsa trial, admiral united f.c and canberra soccer team. laugh*... i wanna regain all my touch in all the sports i use to excel in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA DYE MY HAIR........ soon....., redefine my body and get my face back into proper condition before embarking on another fashion journey. *anticipating* hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116594157384474287?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116594157384474287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116594157384474287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116594157384474287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116594157384474287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/thoughts-pondered-time-and-again.html' title='thoughts pondered time and again.'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116585476398770666</id><published>2006-12-11T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T08:32:43.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another monday blue!</title><content type='html'>crawled out of the bed at around 9am to prepare for my lesson that started at 10. and i was , as my usual self, late by 30minutes. Had a great chit chat lesson via msn during the lesson till we were dismissed at 1130am and i went to have lunch with the guys before making my way down to elaine's house and sent her to school. i love the feeling of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which i met up with lu hao to had a quick discussion regarding some biz..  and when i was strolling to the station, the rain fucking started and it was heavy. i tot it was a great time to sleep but the moment i stepped into my house, the rain ceased and the weather was so versatile that it had become hot instantly. What's wrong with the weather???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rest at home, i went to dine with zhi hong before we had our hair cut by keith. Having a headache and i wish that i could dye my hair at that very moment after my hair was well cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have so much to say, so much to do for you, but i only have so much time to do so much and the only so much i can say right now is, i love you SO MUCH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116585476398770666?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116585476398770666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116585476398770666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116585476398770666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116585476398770666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-monday-blue.html' title='Another monday blue!'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116573305323893156</id><published>2006-12-09T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:44:13.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sometime i will wonder, and ponder at times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you now, are you still the same or did you change somehow?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do, at this very moment when i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i'm looking back, how we were young and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how we fight, can't deny it. I just can't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you, i still care about you.&lt;br /&gt;The way the things been said and done.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you, like i'm right beside you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116573305323893156?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116573305323893156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116573305323893156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116573305323893156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116573305323893156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-still.html' title='I still...'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116559799492293325</id><published>2006-12-08T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:19:56.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/92867/omfgmyhairlol61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="184" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/204523/omfgmyhairlol61.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet (GUYS PHOTO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/809240/omfgmyhairlol10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/45804/omfgmyhairlol10.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-4years back i must say. During bowling training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/1600/867661/omfgmyhairlol34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7891/446/320/749269/omfgmyhairlol34.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell audrey! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to nicholas and i saw disgusting face of mine! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;There are more photos, actually. But they are too ugly to face my audience. Laugh out loud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116559799492293325?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116559799492293325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116559799492293325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116559799492293325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116559799492293325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/old-memories.html' title='Old memories'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116551376454351570</id><published>2006-12-07T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:49:24.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After watching Lee Junior's video clip regarding his wedding, i felt that it is kind of fun to get married and he thought us a few little tricks to challenge those buggers at the door when he was about to fetch his wife from her home. Beware, dear! i have tricks up my sleeves. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the most tedious week has passed. 3tests are over but there will be a java practical test for me on next thursday. i could hardly breathe during this semester... By squeezing the 3years together, they are inheriting a comprising quality result from us. Though everything has it pros and cons, we should be expecting the pros slightly outweighing the cons. I can't bear to miss my SMU in the future. i love that school ! *i will mug till i drop dead*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116551376454351570?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116551376454351570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116551376454351570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116551376454351570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116551376454351570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/after-watching-lee-juniors-video-clip.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116524594732505538</id><published>2006-12-04T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:25:47.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy!</title><content type='html'>Im officially dead! haha. I have 3 tests this week and 2 projects deadline but i just completed one of the 2 today. Thanks to my group who had put up with my "tai-zi" attitude. Special gratitude to Weimin, Alvin and Kpek.  Please dont give up on me! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's ICA for Logistic tomorrow and i have not even bought the lecture notes to revise! Dont reprimand me.. i'm doing this every semesters and there are ANOTHER 2 tests on wednesday... Schedule is tight for me; i'm struggling and i can hardly breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and tide wait for no man and i need more than 24hours a day, 7days a week, 4weeks a month, 12months a year and etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get myself a card reader to upload all photos that i have took recently with my handphone.. kpek, you are the most suitable temporarily solution to resolve my situation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116524594732505538?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116524594732505538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116524594732505538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116524594732505538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116524594732505538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy!'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116507239372185696</id><published>2006-12-02T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T07:13:13.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled;</title><content type='html'>你想要的我卻不能給你我的全部, 我能給的卻不是你想要的一切;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does life always have to be like that? The things you can give will never be the things the people around you expected it to be? Pretty and plain stupid of me believing that things will be so wonderful if we think that everyone around us appreciate what we had done for them; especially after i watched the movie, Battle Of Wits, cast by Andy Lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-sufficient, self-centered, self-organised; that's enough. No use replacing those self with general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to watch movie at Lido Shawhouse today, Battle Of Wits. It was a 120minutes and thumbs up for the show. Roughly give you an idea of how wicked can a person get even though you helped them in jus a split seconds before. It was almost 9 when the movie ended and we went to have our faces drawn by a street artist within 5mins and it cost us only, 10bucks? I will have it posted up once i scan it and you all can consider trying it out too, I have their contact and venue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fortunate for me today, i got to see her for 3mins. Thats enough though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116507239372185696?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116507239372185696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116507239372185696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116507239372185696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116507239372185696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/12/untitled.html' title='untitled;'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116481282740372033</id><published>2006-11-29T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T07:07:07.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too little, too heavy</title><content type='html'>I just received a letter on being invited to be a police officer during my span of 2 years NS. When i check the requirements onlnie, it wrote that i need to serve 5 years as 2 years are meant to cover my National Service and 3 years are a bond. Wtf? Can't police don't sign bond like army?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was roaming orchard with alex just now and i was so engrossed with the tattoo stores and i decided to get one myself soon. Probably it will not look nice, i know but at least i tried. People often regret for not trying but never did they regret for trying and failing. 2 adidas tops caught my eyes and i bend on getting it asap when i start working. I will need to save money for the raining day and think maturely instead of thinking that i will achieve whatever i want. Time to grow up, little bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday (30/11/06) a day i wanted it to come asap for this week.... but a day my friends dread to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116481282740372033?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116481282740372033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116481282740372033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116481282740372033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116481282740372033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-little-too-heavy.html' title='Too little, too heavy'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116471076426816401</id><published>2006-11-28T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:46:04.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish before it disappears</title><content type='html'>During this short span of 4months, i have learnt to cherish the things around me. Be it friends, family, girlfriend or any non-living things. Human nature; take things for granted until it is lost, they try to retrieve it back knowing that it is impossible. I just wish that me and her will be able to walk side by side till we are old, when she will sweep the hair i drop on the floor and i will comb her hair till the day i part this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shows me the way to handle my emotion, take care of someone who is important to me, how to respect one another and not forgetting, how to love someone again.  Dear Elaine, will we be able to achieve what we always want? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116471076426816401?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116471076426816401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116471076426816401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116471076426816401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116471076426816401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/cherish-before-it-disappears.html' title='Cherish before it disappears'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116462651809103976</id><published>2006-11-27T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T03:21:58.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried, but i failed</title><content type='html'>I have tried to turn over a new leaf, but god just doesn't grant such a simple chance on me. So many things have happened which force me to revert back to my old self. Those who know me since secondary school will jolly well understand the situation. I just can't... What's so nice about being nice towards people when the thing in return isn't what you expected. If something is not appreciated, i might as well just leave it as it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those who have tried to change me but i just couldn't. Thanks to people who have, at least, consulted and tried to console and convince me about the better of being good. In my life, i just need one person; that is my wife. Family, we shall not include tat since it is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel tat my life is changing, ever changing;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116462651809103976?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116462651809103976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116462651809103976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116462651809103976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116462651809103976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-tried-but-i-failed.html' title='I tried, but i failed'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116428689429377537</id><published>2006-11-23T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T05:01:34.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrepreneurship</title><content type='html'>We had our entrepreneurship idea pitching presentation this afternoon. Almost of our ideas were destroyed in the hands of the tutor and classmates. Haha. My team (we named it as 'Us As A Team') decided to start a business that is closely related to Deviant Art but we added in clothes whereby the design that has the highest vote will be designed on the clothes and be sold to our target audience. The company name we thought of is Delirious Fashion, sounds like This Fashion? Our price is way too high to be compared with This Fashion. Laughs*.  Our tutor told one of my members that our idea is feasible but we need to pump in effort of researching the cost price and any opportunity cost that we might encounter along the way. Ok! Way to go, GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the presentation, i headed for far east to get my converse shoes. Got myself a pair of white canverse that i will be designing with glittering or any stuff to beautify it. Any people have any ideas where to get those materials required? Please help me! haha... Millions of thanks will be presented once i get the materials from the place u recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. and our kelvin pek tried to touch zhi hong during our group discussion, wad are you doing k.pek? hahaa.... ok sounds like im imitating alvin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116428689429377537?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116428689429377537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116428689429377537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116428689429377537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116428689429377537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/entrepreneurship.html' title='Entrepreneurship'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116420934752729466</id><published>2006-11-22T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T07:29:08.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled, doubled, Held, Forever.</title><content type='html'>I have been very un-me recently with all the troubles pouring at me together. I have rectified most of the problems and solutions will be instilled to resolve the situation. What disappointed me is my temper towards my dear; i simply suck badly... someone please slap me out of this dream! i want to give my best to her, never bully or anger her anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear.. i miss you smile, every inch of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My precious gem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image027.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image012.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Putting on the Armani spect..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1281).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281281%29.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1282).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281282%29.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1283).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281283%29.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116420934752729466?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116420934752729466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116420934752729466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116420934752729466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116420934752729466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/troubled-doubled-held-forever.html' title='Troubled, doubled, Held, Forever.'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116403811552912351</id><published>2006-11-20T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:59:28.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lovely 4th Month, Dear.</title><content type='html'>We had our 4th month celebration by exchanging gifts that i will treasure and spent our night at PS Cinema watching Step Up and it was a magnificent movie. The dance moves are smooth and beautiful. I waited for Elaine to end her class at 4pm in school and we thought of catching a movie at The Grand Cathay but the time slots for the movies didn't really suit us. An immediate plan was instilled, that was to proceed on to PS-GV. Ah.. Step Up is like an hour away, so we went to the arcade, bang some machines before catching our movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regan and Sarah called me to inform me that my pay is ready for collection but it was so little.. small amount.. sigh! i need to work more. We took a cab down to Far East Level 4 to collect my cash before we had our dinner at Han's. By the time our dinner was done, it was so late. We strolled to the bus stop and sent her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i have some photos that i took at Suntec city on 11/11/06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1280).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281280%29.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rings of promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1273).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281273%29.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to cheer up when i threw some cold jokes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1272).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281272%29.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's feeling sad; must be i make her sad again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/1600/Image(1279).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7891/446/320/Image%281279%29.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116403811552912351?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116403811552912351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116403811552912351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116403811552912351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116403811552912351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-lovely-4th-month-dear.html' title='My Lovely 4th Month, Dear.'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116374184726511720</id><published>2006-11-17T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:43:08.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peotric me.</title><content type='html'>Perching on the bench,&lt;br /&gt;Glancing around the park,&lt;br /&gt;Discovering the precious gem,&lt;br /&gt;Deciphering secrets behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threading about the field,&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the wonder you,&lt;br /&gt;Kissing you on cheek,&lt;br /&gt;That took my soul away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116374184726511720?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116374184726511720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116374184726511720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116374184726511720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116374184726511720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/peotric-me.html' title='Peotric me.'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116369363794261801</id><published>2006-11-17T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:20:00.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>victory over tryings?</title><content type='html'>I despise people who succumb to victory easily and yet never dare to taste failure once in a blue moon. When someone of a stronger group invites him or her over, he gladly joins them for the sake of yielding a distinctive result. Why can't people like them use failure as a stepping stone to success? Failure is mother of all invention. If you don't try, how would you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times did Edison try before he invented the light bulb? People often regret for not trying to accomplish something and they don't, or shld i use the word never, regret when they tried and failed. This is a message my tutor conveyed to us this afternoon; i feel that this meaningful phrase shld be shared around. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116369363794261801?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116369363794261801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116369363794261801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116369363794261801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116369363794261801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/victory-over-tryings.html' title='victory over tryings?'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116369327474635674</id><published>2006-11-17T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T08:07:54.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Monthiversary!</title><content type='html'>Dear, this is specially dedicated just to you. My first post for this new blog. I love you dear. Happy 4th months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs* Forgive me for all the mistakes i have committed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116369327474635674?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116369327474635674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116369327474635674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116369327474635674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116369327474635674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/4th-monthiversary.html' title='4th Monthiversary!'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</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-37634764.post-116490859690767859</id><published>2006-11-01T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:43:16.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled;</title><content type='html'>你想要的我卻不能給你我的全部, 我能給的卻不是你想要的一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chinese phrase by me. Woo! my chinese is improving! can't believe it. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did practically nothing today, went to school early in the morning to clear my assignments and projects and had 3hours of entrepreneurship lessons before waiting for elaine to finish her lesson and sent her home. I could see with my own eyes on how a puppy look like when they are jus borned. Elaine's pinky had just given birth to 4 little puppies this morning. They are cute little doggies! haha. I left Elaine house at around 11pm... and had a tiff with my parents after tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios! No lessons for me tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37634764-116490859690767859?l=shecallsmepig.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/feeds/116490859690767859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37634764&amp;postID=116490859690767859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116490859690767859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37634764/posts/default/116490859690767859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shecallsmepig.blogspot.com/2006/11/untitled.html' title='untitled;'/><author><name>Bryan Sng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037337829553456887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
