<?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-30552877</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:07:13.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Ur Fullest, Learn All U Can</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-117397106859248322</id><published>2007-03-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:04:28.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>Its been so long since u blogged. well i hated the blogger web..it load so freak long. Well to sum up everytinz, things have been alrite. Starting my job as a service engineer soon. On top of that will be flying off to Japan for my job training..my poor dar is gonna be sad.. n of all coincidences, my departure date is our anniversary date.. how coincidence can that be. Oh well, its just a 8days training period..so i be back pretty soon. Have to work real hard n give my dar a good life few years down the road.. Remember what we have said at the bus stop underneath your bus stop my dar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for you my dar. Gonna stop blogging awhile..having a heavy head.. Well anyone who wishes to chat with me on msn while im in japan, feel free cos i be bringing my laptop there. ch33rs~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-117397106859248322?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/117397106859248322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=117397106859248322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/117397106859248322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/117397106859248322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116982736327303052</id><published>2007-01-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:02:43.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sums up</title><content type='html'>A story about a Boy&lt;br /&gt;A boy being born into this world.. Knowing nothing about words, ppl, food..everything.. he took his time to learn and  as the time passes..he finally spoke out his first word..”papa” n ”mama” respectively.. delights showing on their faces.. clapping sounds and words of congratulations surround the ambience at that point of time. He smiled because everyone was happy. He knew what he had to do.. to absorb things quickly so that he could see that scene again. But it never came as everyone was expecting a lot more.. He never gave up.. He tried his best to learn quickly and try to please every adult that pass by him. Soon he understand the mindset of ppl.. he could counter think whatever way they could. He became a very intelligent boy in mind but he was not very good in studies..an average grade boy yet with this special ability in him. He use it to his advantage but not to the extend of abusing it. Every teacher loves him.. and he was given special roles and soon he was awarded the most courteous pupil in the sch. Things seems to be going well for him.. getting into the pure science class.. but slowly things changed.. a period where most teen go through.. the rebellious period.. he was losing himself.. both in the mind and studies.. teachers started to dislike him.. ranked 33 out of 36 in the class.. teachers started to shower him with criticism.. he felt bad yet was not able to do anything. –The darkest moments in his life—it seems he was heading towards a black and dead end path..but a miracle happened.. he saw a ray of hope in that dark hole.. he grabbed it.. his grades improved within a week.. he scored his first full marks for his maths test.. The teacher was shocked.. suspected him of cheating..but he didn’t.. The next test came and he scored well once again. The teacher was starting to believe in his ability.. He was feeling happy..its seems that he has got back all of what he has lost during that period.. However there wasn’t enough time for him to brush up everything but he tried his best. Spending all hours in studying..and got a pretty decent overall grade.. went into tertiary..and his luck continued.. everything was smooth again.. With his normal nerdy looks, he managed to charm a few girls…and got the recognition of the lecturers.. but he never knew that a big disaster is falling his way.. A ger came and expressed her admiration for him.. A weird thinking flash into his mind.. n his attitude to the ger changed drastically..so does his luck changed drastically.. his studies dropped once again..and everything was going haywire.. till his tertiary ended…he never managed to regain it back. Bad luck follows when he went into his first enlistment.. down with bronchitis.. a full month of sickness befalled him.. miss his chance to shine.. and he was banished into the shoulder stripes ranks.. A third time lucky follow..he seems to get some luck back.. he was impressive in his training in his vocation..getting into some limelight.. and soon posted to being an assistant for the commander.. Ended his NS life with outstanding performance cert and a special cert sign by commander for outstanding contribution to the squad. Knew a ger during his NS time but nothing came out of it..&lt;br /&gt;A bigger setback was awaiting him.. through a game..he regain contact back with his long lost fren.. and soon mixed around with them as a group.. they went into a franchise.. and he invested in it. He wasn’t sure what he was doing..because he only know that he want to help them.. it was a heavy sacrifice..no one knew how big of an impact it will be to him.. but he stil did it.. Now he regrets.. because he has a feel that is hidden in him.. which is “he shdnt have act on impulse”.. he wishes to help..hope to have better bonds..but was a foolish act..how can u gained better bonds with money..even so..those are materialistic bonds.. he felt there was a change in his new fren.. his fren was so obsessed with money..and soon it affects the ppl around him.. he wasn’t feeling good. He felt believes he was right to join them but being so obsessive is not something right..So he left them.. Soon he got a good job with good pay.. but then he lets a wolf in.. this wolf which is called the OLS..is in short a ****** and *****… Right now this boy is having lots of tots.. he seems to feel he lost a lot of things.. he seems to have only one thing left..that is the ger that he love…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116982736327303052?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116982736327303052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116982736327303052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116982736327303052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116982736327303052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2007/01/sums-up.html' title='sums up'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116844749331717908</id><published>2007-01-11T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:48:55.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness~~</title><content type='html'>hmm so boring at work.. it actually takes up more energy then having things to do. -yawn-.. so tired. time to slp.. rest well.. another boring day to go~~ kinda hate everyone that is there.. man but endure. i will stayed there so that i get paid $1600 when i go for my reservist instead of the meagre ns allowance for unemployed personnel.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116844749331717908?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116844749331717908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116844749331717908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116844749331717908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116844749331717908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2007/01/tiredness.html' title='Tiredness~~'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116827052665519734</id><published>2007-01-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:35:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post by Dar Dar (mE)</title><content type='html'>Post by Dar Dar (mE) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well start of a new week where i have to work for 5 days before I can have my weekend break again. Was feeling really lethargic on sat and sun even thou its just 3 working days alst week. Oh well guess once u get too layed off after a long break, u wont feel like moving and that’s what happened to me.  Ok enough with all this naggings.. hmm lets move on. Saturday..06 Jan.. will remember this day that I lost my cool (not towards my dar/Lao po of course) .. and I GETS physical..muahahahaz..Hmm a lot happened during that 2hrs conversation that we both had with “them”.. sometimes ppl can be demanding but well, we all must learn to compromise abit here and there u see. No one I mean NO ONE shall bully my dar, as she means a lot to me..mess with her, means ya messing with me too.. THAT’S A WARNING !! heed it and things be fine.. challenge it and things will get rough for ya. Well of course not bashing u up immediately.. im reasonable also. We will tok..if it cant get into ur pea brain..and keep challenging our tolerance lvl, u will get it from me. Thou im not skilful at whacking ppl even thou I was the 2003 wushu champion..participated in the youth championship and won second..and my fist can really smash a hard rock to pieces (anyway all those craps about how skilful im in fighting are really CRAPS. Don believe..i do not wan martial arts master to come knocking on my door !! haha).. anywhere what I have wrote does not pin-point to anyone. It’s a general comment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm 07 Jan 07 our 5th mth anniversary, Went to sakura for a dinner buffet with my dar. Ate Lots of food !! stomach seems to be bursting.. tempuras, octopus, prawns, sushi, shark fin soup, mushroom sup, spaghetti, lamb chops, salmon slice, sukiyaki, satay, chawanmushi, siew mai, dumplings, naruto, mushrooms, fried stuffs, fruits, durian puff, starfruits!!, ice-creams and not forgetting the drinks also. Man that’s a lot that we ate..*blurp~* after our sumptuous dinner, we managed to find the movie my dar wanted to watch most.. Charlotte web.. Well the pig looks kinda cute (like mE !!)..= p … hmm plotwise may sound abit irrational but well this show is not meant to be rational at the first place too. Hope my dar enjoyed it.. well the movie finish at 10.30pm.. hmm well no attendant was there to guide us out so we went out from the entrance..guess what there was no attendant again..feeling curious, we went to other halls to peep.. went into night at the museum hall..stay shortly..jump over to the confession of pain theatre and sat there watching the show for 30mins. Well wasn’t too shabby..might actually consider watching it thou. Left the cinema to catch the last train. –lotsa KMH in the train with my dar- stomach rumbling..*must be the food!! Time to RELEASE~~ woohooo*.. so sent my dar off at the station instead sending her home. Rush home to drop a msg at her tag board.. and its BOMBARDMENT TIME !!! weeeeeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm time slowly pass. The faker face at my coy is slowly gaining their “love”.. man that kinda sucks..wondering why does he “hate” me so much even thou we “know” oneanother since poly. Guess its our 8-characters clash. Like wat my dar said, he looks like a hypocrite and backstabber.. well and I could say he is. Whatever u tell him, he sure tell ppl..ur secret is never safe with him.. I dunno but for my case, my secrets are never safe with him if I ever tell him any. So this faker face.. is going to Suzhou for an attachment..oh well.. guess hes so darn lucky that when I get him in, hes immediately take over a girl’s palce. She left for greener pasture. And he took over her position as scheduler. Well some might ask, why wasn’t I selected. Well I dunno. Maybe its cos the girls from another team and I joined only 1 week earlier then him. So since he is in other teams, its just right that he took over her. Fine im fine with it.. well stucked with those easy jobs, un-challenging.. rottingz away everyday.. prefer to do what he is doing..it gives much more challenge. Oh well, he just got darn lucky.. makes me regret my decision to bring him in. guess what he told me before I get him in even thou hes 6mths + un-employed.. he said “ even if I don have this job, my frens are recommending me to other jobs. Nvm..i just take this job temporary then “ darn shitty reply (sounds like im begging him to go in which in fact not) but well I wasn’t really going let that bother me at that time. Just thinking that since his frens are so good, why was he un-employed for 6mths..haha.. oh well made up my mind to leave this shitty yet unfair coy once my contract is up. I will give up this freaker as my fren as he don deserve to be one. As what I said, we just clash without any reasons and no matter how hard I tried to make things better between us in the past, it doesn’t seems to help. Oh well I don feel bad “condemning” him.. but just that I wasted too much of my time on this faker here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this blog while im working. That shows how “busy” im at this moment. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116827052665519734?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116827052665519734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116827052665519734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116827052665519734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116827052665519734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-by-dar-dar-me.html' title='Post by Dar Dar (mE)'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116775865126305187</id><published>2007-01-03T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:24:11.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Phew Finally..after 1 hr of waiting, finally im able to blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week of holidays ending soon or rather has already ended..My dar went hm after weeks of being together.. broke record againz.. sending my dar home.. felt one's another feel of missing one another..oh well.. meeting up soon after ending work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st dec..went for countdown..my very first countdown ever.. went to marina bay to catch the fireworks..well disappointed that there was any counting down as in those loud shouts of 5,4,3,2,1..just a series of wonderful, beautiful fireowkrs to signal the beginning of a new year..Year of Pig.. Well a mixture of feelings, conflicting feelings/emotions. The fireworks was cool and nice but then again..so much ppl..so warm..ppl squeezing around.. ppl pushing/shoving ppl around.. kinda spoil the night. well we miss our last train so we walked all the way from esplanade to THE CATHAY where we catch a 2am movie..so we took a rest at the sofa benches around the cinema..dar slept on my leg..and i got cramps after that. lol..weak legs i have. bleh :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dar - Yes we will buy our christmas stuffs earlier.. tot of our christmas tree abit too late. &gt;_&lt;..silly dar.. don cos of miss dar..then u miss hm k.. -HuGz- dar be patient..know u anxious to find a job. U will get one soon de!! i believe. =) Jia you k ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Wish - Me and my Dar happy, blissful together and all my frens have a smooth sailing 2007&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116775865126305187?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116775865126305187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116775865126305187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116775865126305187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116775865126305187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116714680733597734</id><published>2006-12-26T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:54:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas Christmas a very merry christmas to all of you out there. A long week break for me. going back to work on the 3rd of june07 or was it 2nd. bah.. who cares. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well spent these few days totally with my dar and some of her frens. Wen around shooping for christmas ornaments and etc.. dining at changing appetite at MS (the portion is pretty big and tasty..worth a shot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also looking for some part time job to do during this week rest. get some more income for my New Yr's spending. a mth where ppl get year end bonus-es but i don.. a mth of spending.. which i did spend..but gonna buckle up my belt if not im gonna run out of cash before next pay day &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a flash of the eye, New year is coming..going to be my year..the year of the PIG. yep im proud to be ONE. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway some trivals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a curious me ask my dar some qns&lt;br /&gt;mE - why do we have to eat rice?&lt;br /&gt;shE - cos we are hungry&lt;br /&gt;mE - why do we fart?&lt;br /&gt;shE -  cos we need to detoxify our stomach gas&lt;br /&gt;mE - why do we have to eat rice?&lt;br /&gt;shE - cos we are hungry&lt;br /&gt;So finding it weird..i ask againz&lt;br /&gt;mE - why do we eat bread?&lt;br /&gt;shE - cos rice haven finish cooking&lt;br /&gt;mE - then why do we eat noodles?&lt;br /&gt;shE - cos we haven buy bread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNS!! horrible KNS brain tink horrible KNS stuffs. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116714680733597734?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116714680733597734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116714680733597734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116714680733597734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116714680733597734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116654034478189521</id><published>2006-12-19T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:59:44.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotz~</title><content type='html'>Right now this moment..typing tis...Right Here..In my dar's room o_O&lt;br /&gt;Wearing her T-shirt..and her bermudas~~..hey hey hey dun mis-udnerstand k..im not that slim..is the shirts and berms are BIG!!! lalalala...XL shirt and waist 30 bermudas..!!! goodness me (but thats not her waist) haha... Came here on a "quest" hohoz.. in fact is after i told her i came here then tot of it de..hehe.. just rush of after wk to get it for her wor..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time tickering..Going to set off...back to home..my home..diaoz..same routine of borish mrt and the streets..&lt;br /&gt;Thou its boring..but then..all for excahnge acc tog with dar..hoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mY dar dar's typin : hush hush..mY xiao bao bao is roLLin hm sOon..when is rainin~~ &lt;br /&gt;nvm dar we wiL mit tmL yeahz? ^_^ careFuL..!! take care.. ThanKz For ur "questz" =) xin ku dar to get in on a rainy daYz at OR,,~~  &lt;br /&gt;(the above typed by my dar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg work tomolo...feeling of getting sick..hmm...maybe not..maybe yes..lets see how it goes after i wake up..cyaz guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go home now..=)&lt;br /&gt;Have fun all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116654034478189521?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116654034478189521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116654034478189521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116654034478189521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116654034478189521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/rotz.html' title='Rotz~'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116645484876618720</id><published>2006-12-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:14:08.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday~</title><content type='html'>Monday a start to a fresh week.. a new exciting week.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with dar and her fren for lunch and then after work. Dar look bit out of sorts evening time. Perhaps due to tireness and sian-ness because she has been out for the whole day looking for jobs..(trust me it can be real stressful).. I must be understanding and be patient.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Dar-&lt;br /&gt;When you are down, i must brighten up so that u will be influenced and brightened up too!!.. Likewise when im down, i know that u are there to brighten things up and influenced and turn the whole atmosphere. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i send my dar hm jsut before the big rain pours down..thou there was drizzle before the downpour.. Her mum took an umbrella out from the storeroom but my nice dar took her umbrella(she don lend it to anybody) and pass it to me to use. THX! Thou the rain was too big..eventually i still get drenched..but its only the pants and shoes.. it saved my "other clothings" and just a small part of my body was drenched.. Phew.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been raining so much nowadays thats its really causing some kind of nuisance.. walking on orchard streets is never a pleasure due to this.. Can the rain stops??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Dar-&lt;br /&gt;Dar, i know u have been really tired (emotionally and physically), maybe i might be the cause of it or maybe the stress of jobs and ur school fees..but i still be "thick skin" and be there around for you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not be influenced by what outsiders say be it my family, ur family, my frens, ur frens, passerby, be it ANYONE!&lt;br /&gt;We started tog is cos we never want it to end!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more working days to go before whole of next wk break!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116645484876618720?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116645484876618720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116645484876618720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116645484876618720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116645484876618720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/monday.html' title='Monday~'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116628295755110980</id><published>2006-12-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:34:29.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Dar Zhi</title><content type='html'>~Ah dar zHi~ Ah Dar zhi~ aH dAr Zhi~ dar zhi~ aH DaR ZHI~~ AH dar Zhi~ thats what my dar been calling me nowadays..continuously the same name ~~ and when i ask her why, she repeat this line again..upon my constant prompting, she said "must there be a reason to call u".. hee.. And so have been hearing that..well it isnt irritating infact..its pretty sWeetZ in a way. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Looking for a part time job on top of my current job.. hopefully to land in a job same as my dar..maybe quitting my current job cos my dar wish to work in the same workplace and position as me.. Well thou it may sounds silly or impractical..but once again..its sweetZ of her to think of this too.. Well we just have to try..if due to constraints, we will work seperately but then..we will still see each other..feel each other... as we have our palms (left palm for her..and right palm for me).. and one of us in our hearts. thats all it matters =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg "chase" my dar out from the bathroom~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog againz later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116628295755110980?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116628295755110980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116628295755110980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116628295755110980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116628295755110980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/ah-dar-zhi.html' title='Ah Dar Zhi'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116594054671180762</id><published>2006-12-13T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:22:26.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Blog</title><content type='html'>Sitting down alone in front of the comp..looking at it..Simulating wat im seeing as i look forward..as if i am now travelling beyond time to see how i will be in few mths time..few yrs time..Seeing some light as i travel thru the path of time.. seeing myself having a sufficient ammount of savings i have..seeing me holding on to my dar's hands ( i love her too much to ever let it go ).. sacrificing anything to be with her.. ( thou she makes me angry sometimes cos of her bad habits but tis doesnt change me love for her ).. as i try to peep further..it darkens.. as if prompting me to stop looking anymore..so as to leave all the surprises when i reach that time frame...to disclose to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my fren irene..losing someone precious and dearest to her.. i feel so much for her.. as if if i were to be in her situation..how bad i would feel..irene, we be there for u when u need us thou we seldom meet out but frens arent measured by the amt of time they spend together..but on who stands alongside u when u need it most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time to go have a short peep at my tv and back to zzz..Hopefully not a very happening day at work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116594054671180762?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116594054671180762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116594054671180762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116594054671180762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116594054671180762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-blog.html' title='Blog Blog'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116559027345281215</id><published>2006-12-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:04:33.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th mth !!</title><content type='html'>Once again its been some time since I last blogged..Yesh Irene..will keep the post coming as long as I got the time and energy. Well Hang On there Irene =) Hehe. Too busy accompanying my dar..well wouldn’t call it busy..more of spending all of my time with her. Hmm thanks xinyi for your advice. Got what you mean..don worry. Everything is sort out. Ch33rs ~~!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday was me and my dar 4th mth Anni day! Went for a simple outing plan to cele.. ate some junk food then we went to cinema.. went mic-micking some poster posts..kinda foolish in front of so many ppl..but who cares wat they tink. Its us tat matters. Lolz.. watched a show called cinderalla..kinda sick tat show..not very nice I would say so PLS DON GO WATCH IT.. especially the ending…something stupid happened in the show -_-“ (I know u all might be curious wat stupid thing happen in the show..but once again..pls don go watch..don wanna anyone to curse me. Lalala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There was this 2 stupid ass guys sitting beside my dar.. every scary and sad scene they keep laughing..(yes ya rite..like a sadist).. so I told my dar lets throw our remaining pop corn at them. Guess wat..my dar agreed..hee.. well so the show ended..once the 2 idiots turned their backs around, my dar “gracefully” pick up one salted pop corn, she pulled back her arm just like a sling shot..and at a lightning spd..the weapon was flung out and hit one of their butts. LOL. Glorious glorious oh glorious GLORIOUS ~~ hoh0 !!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; After that we took a stroll all the way from PS to esplanade.. then to the small “beach”.. drinking our 2 glass bottle “beer”.. Although in the end I got lotsa mosquitos bites all round..but its alrite. Cos its been really some time we been to watch the stars and have some sea breeze =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well been working at my workplace for about close to 3mths now. Colleagues wise isn’t as good as the ones I know at SP. SP colleagues roxors u noe… hee.. well finding jobs with my dar..hopefully getting in the same job..well not that easy too. As the pay wise I would say.. Thou the current job is ok..and the pay is also ok at my expected range.. but relationship wise over there is kinda sucky I would say..and well my biggest regret is to recommend my poly fren there. Thou I know we cant click but seeing him out of job for close to half a yr..recommend this 1.6k job which I believe is the highest he ever got..his last pay was about basic 1100.. of course I don expect him to bow to me or treat me eat everyday but just basic stuffs that frens shd do u see..he never..just the same old boorish attitude face he give me.. as if despise me..well he always despise me since poly times (he always tink he is better then me thou I have better grades in every subjects..he flunk or barely pass most of them. –im not being proud here..jsut dunno WHY the hell he always give that face)..wats more to others..he don do tat..i guess its just a clash of our 8 characters..haha.. so well my biggest regret..but well to tink of another perspective..since he’s my fren.. well I just have to know I have treat this fren of mine from the bottom of my heart..pulled him up when he need it most..and its all up to him now man. The ball is in his court. Wow that’s a really long post on him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Something idiotic happen.. this fren of mine that I mentioned above.. is ignoring me now because I scolded him. Wat the heck! He peep at what I was typing to my dar. Its not the first time he did that. So I told him off “hey that’s rude u know..to peep at ppl msg”..and now he is having a cold war with me.. well he can scold others but cant take scoldings himself..wat shyt is that. Guess im just gonna ignore him too. Cant be bothered by this kind of ppl.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Looking forward to everyday off work cos I and dar always Meet up !!!! yippee. Continous 124 days of meeting up.. wootz ~ that’s a record. Hee.. Holding your hands, feeling the warmth in it..and bonding our relationship with all our love and devotion. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116559027345281215?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116559027345281215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116559027345281215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116559027345281215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116559027345281215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/4th-mth.html' title='4th mth !!'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116490524307039622</id><published>2006-12-01T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:55:19.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Feeling</title><content type='html'>A Borish day at work..A tiring day at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..everyday always seems to have something on my mind which is sucky..its been there for some time..sometimes it does not appear but then most of the time it appears..haiz..wat to do..and my mood always change cos of it..well trying hard to suppress it..doing fine so far..but today seems not able to handle..anyway time to stop blogging le..get back to slp..try to alter my mood but i know i cant do it anymore..WIll there be a solution..i will try..if not..i might not be able to hold onto it..but i don wan tat to happen.. This feeling sucks big time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is exactly wrong...Why is it this way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went PR with dar today. exchanged a whooping 36tixs for the lucky draw..hope we actually get lucky and win a scooter back..On way back..feeling coems again..chose to slp thru it..not facing it..but it doesnt stop becos it goes all the way from PR to my dar's hse..maybe its still even going on..Damn sadded by tat feeling.. Going for Kitty show this sun..Maybe not going..maybe give the tix away to her fren..just worried tat feeling comes back up and spoil the day.. SUPPRESS... I MUST SUPPRESS......will try...will try my best but its going to be tough and miserable i guess... Wat actually happen to me man..was so much an optimistic person i am..but now seems so pessimistic..and i actually give my colleague who is having a very bad feeling too a counselling session..well sometimes its like tat. u can save others but u cant save urself. so who will save me tis time and show me a path back to my old optimistic self. A personality tat i like so much..not this pessimistic nature i see at tis moment..Sometimes it cracks so much. an apology to my dar who has to stand my bad feeling..sometimes ignoring her for awhile cos im trying to settle down my feelings and also not to affect her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really time to go lie on bed and tink about tis and msg my dar good nite too. Cyaz all reading tis..&lt;br /&gt;--Thank you for reading..Have a nice day--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116490524307039622?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116490524307039622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116490524307039622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116490524307039622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116490524307039622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-feeling.html' title='Bad Feeling'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116446715565381085</id><published>2006-11-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:05:55.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat</title><content type='html'>Im Fine finally after 6 days if being diseases infected..BUT something worst happen. my dar is sick.. jsut rite after her final paper.. *sadded*.. nows my turn to take care of my dar!! dar must recover..then sunday we cna go gai gai!! go to the places that u want go so much and places that u wanna dine in. Cyaz now..gotta to take a look at my dar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116446715565381085?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116446715565381085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116446715565381085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116446715565381085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116446715565381085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/11/sat.html' title='Sat'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116421717446486370</id><published>2006-11-23T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:39:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=Late Night=</title><content type='html'>Cough getting from bad to worst.. any slight itch in the throat will results in a cough...sometimes a hard one which turns my face red.. Man, i really need to endure the itch and cut down on my cough if i were to ever stand a chance of curing it. Well enuff of this detestable cough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today another milestone in -mE AnD mY DaR-... My 999th and 1000th inbox msg belongs to my one and only Dar =).. dar send lovely msg(s) for the 999th and 1000th sms. Sweet of her =)&lt;br /&gt;Staying up to acc my dar revision as i always does but guess todays i will go zzz a little earlier. Having a little headache and to let my weak body rest more since i jsut recovered from an illness.. Must get well on this friday if possible by THURSDAY. want to play wildly with my dar after her exams..Dar msut jia y0u k. if not if re-sit paper..then got a burden agn in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Lets jia y0u..me con my work and my recovery and dar on your exam. Soon will be over le. I be there for u de, anything !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoVe u AlwAyZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116421717446486370?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116421717446486370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116421717446486370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116421717446486370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116421717446486370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/11/late-night.html' title='=Late Night='/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116395176824289714</id><published>2006-11-19T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:53:37.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Wk/Mth</title><content type='html'>Its been really a busy week/days.. havent got any time to actually blog wat has happened or my personal views on some matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now got the mood to blog and blogging while my dar is in the bathroom. heh~~ heh~~ Must finish before she sees me blogging..shes so KPO !!!!  hahahaha.. --may god bless me that she don see this part-- muahahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well too much things to blog and my limtited 1MB memory of mine has already forgotten 99% of wat has happened !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well what i could say is that today is the season of ITCHY BACKSIDE !!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. scratching here and there..shaking butt left and rite (feel so tempted to SLAP on it)..jumping up and down (SPin IT ROUND AND ROUND).. all this actions associate to just one cause which i called it "The Return oF ThE ItChY BacKsiDe" How will anyone feel when they feel that itch in their backside..do u feel like scratching it?? or would u tell urself "mind over body"..Well in fact i really dunno why im blogging bout this and it do appeal to me that it looks kinda weird to blog this out, but it has been quite an impact or rather i would say "special" to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to go back surfing my net and time for sleep soon. got a long week to go again !! ITS MONDAY SOON!!!! -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116395176824289714?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116395176824289714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116395176824289714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116395176824289714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116395176824289714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/11/tiring-wkmth.html' title='Tiring Wk/Mth'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116344253546363286</id><published>2006-11-14T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:28:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99TH !!!</title><content type='html'>As im writing this, i am still awake, acc my dar while shes working ahrd for her exams, revising thru her topics. Its Our 00:00 99Th Day Together ~!!~ Time flies.. 99th day together, 99 days of everyday meet up, 99 days filled with love, 99 days feeling one another care and concern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 99th day together dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets jia you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing u always and loving u  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116344253546363286?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116344253546363286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116344253546363286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116344253546363286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116344253546363286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/11/99th.html' title='99TH !!!'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116300013451906849</id><published>2006-11-08T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:35:34.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Death Note~~</title><content type='html'>E-r-i-k-a T-o-d-a, T-a-k-e-s-h-i K-a-g-a, A-s-a-k-a S-e-t-o, one by one, one by one, they started to die..mysterious death..mysterious killing method..a killing brain..a mysterious notebook..Never ever speak your true name as you might never know when your end will be near.. The cause of death, the timing to die is all within a scribble on a paper..a special one indeed.. Light Yagami / “L”  god of death in their own respective ways, one who kill by the swipe of a pen while the other dictate life and death while uncovering the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never has life been so fragile and defenseless.. Never has the future of mankind been at the mercy by the brain of 2 genius.. Those who touches the cursed book sees the shinigami..and those who sacrifice 50years of their life span gets the eyes of the death god..eye that sees the name, lifespan and time of death. One that if combine with the book will be unstoppable..The book has found its owner..Who will have the eyes..And when the 2 combine..NO one will be able to stop them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chain of plots, a series of mind games, will make this game going..and humans beware as DEATH NOTE will control who LIVES and who DIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116300013451906849?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116300013451906849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116300013451906849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116300013451906849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116300013451906849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/11/death-note.html' title='~~Death Note~~'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116205713228204752</id><published>2006-10-29T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:56:19.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot</title><content type='html'>Well my boring saturday turns out not to be so boring afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knowing that i was feeling very low due to some reasons, she came down from her house early in the morning with a cab tog with nice yummy chocolates to "pacify" me.. I love my sweet dar~ =)... and the low moody me was dispersing soon. Well although it was just for a short while, its enuff. --alot details have been censored-- She went to her classes while i went for my competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i shd just self declared us as champs.. was leading 9-3 at the half hr mark in the finals.. before the court bking time was up and the singapore netball association took over the usage of the court..damn them..lol... well i reached late..was only able to play the second half of the first match..eventually we lost the first match 21-24...zzz...we made things work in the second and won 40-17..so was down to the finals..man i wanted to get my medal and voucher today so badly..grrr...now has to rematch the remaining second half of the finals some other day..its just a game and they have to be so particular about winning and losing? haiz..some Kind of ppl they are. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday looming now~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116205713228204752?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116205713228204752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116205713228204752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116205713228204752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116205713228204752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/10/woot.html' title='Woot'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116200392462363108</id><published>2006-10-28T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T10:52:04.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Boring</title><content type='html'>Such a boring saturday.. Always turn out from an exciting sat to a borish saturday..haiz donno why.. anyway only looking forward to the basketball competition today..wanna get champs...short blog to fa xie only.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116200392462363108?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116200392462363108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116200392462363108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116200392462363108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116200392462363108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/10/boring-boring.html' title='Boring Boring'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116118327245502658</id><published>2006-10-18T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:54:32.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun DAY</title><content type='html'>15th oct&lt;br /&gt;Went with dar together to long men for dim sum buffet at harbourfront with sp colleagues. Ate tons of dim sum~~a friendly fire first round where each gets a few pieces of xia jiao and siew mai..after that all hell broke loose(and i do mean hell break loose), 10-15 "baskets" of dim sums came, then came 20-30 "baskets"... Skew..U could see all the stomachs bloating..especially nelson's one..goosh..haha. And Joe was there to entertain us with his *ahem* *ahem* with candy (;p)... &lt;br /&gt;After that dar went up to meet up with a friend. So i went hm to prepare bday present and some setups to surprise her. hoho. Then qw meet up 8plus to vivo city..end up due to some time constraints, we end up at harbour front shopping center having dinner. After that its all home sweet home. Lay out the surprise for dar while shes not around, --later scenes are being censored so as not to infringed the interest of ME-- bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th oct&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early. To prepare for chalet ie.. packing bags, bathing etc.. We left hm at bout 12.30pm. Reached downtown east at bout 2.15pm. As our room is not ready yet, we went to shop for bbq food and bbq necessities. After that we checked in and left all our luggage and finally its TIME for FUN. Used our complimentary tics to enter escape theme park. Tried roding the family coaster, ferris wheel, choo choo train, pirate ship, Played the soft toy game counter. dar was good at the skatterball. Won a couple of ponys..i tried but fail, well eventually i got a pony too. lolz. went out of theme park to get some drinks. Got a stamp on our fist for re-entry. Jsut when i tot its time to have a rest, dar tried funny things(well she always does), she tried to enter the chalet thru the locked grilled bar gate... end up she got stucked.. Unable to control, i laughed and she laughed too(goodness me)..eventually she managed to climb out. Ppl were looking at us and laughing at us(hmm i tink they laughing at her not ME!!) too. haha. went back in again to continue a round of soft toy game counter and the wet and wild..got a few more ponys again!!!! Soon we became "famous" for winning pony at the game counter...even the game attendant recognize us (thats not a gd thing actually)..*_*&lt;br /&gt;We walk around escape with total drenched clothings, both shivering(okok..i admit..i shiver the most~~ T_T) Went for Daytona cart driving after that. Sat in a double seater. Drove dar around the course. Well first time that she actually said that i look cool. LOL. while driving thou (diaoz...) Soon it was dar's turn to drive me around..to be honest..her driving is..erm..very scary and well u noe those no license driving..we were both screaming and laughing while she was driving ( ~how high can we get man~ )Soon we went back to our room to get ready for our dinner, Bbq&lt;br /&gt;. A helpful maid help us out with setting up of fire. Starting bbq-ing some hotdogs, then crab sticks.. ate while bbq-ing.. dar went off to get more charcoal Continue Bbq-ing satay and chix steak. Brought some of the food back in the room. Eating, watching tv and chatting. BATHING TIME. WOOT..drenched and oily clothes GONEZ - We bath for an hour. After that our cola craving came, we went out to get a cup of coke, nice~~ smoothing~~ feeling ~~ Started walking back to room to get a rest after a day of fun and laughter&lt;br /&gt;LIGHTZ OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th oct&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 9 plus. Chatted on the bed till 10 plus. Room phone ring *guess to chase us away but we IGNOREZ* well they made only one call..well they arent very persistant aren't they. hehe. Freshen up ourselves and pack our bags etc.. Then we have our breakfast at macdonalds. Went at 11.40..mac left uncompleted sets of big breakfast and pan cakes as its mac lunch time. Adding some fries, apple pie to make it a full set, while the price remains =) We started mixing our food and fed one another. Wat pancake plus curry sauce with some egg and honey and fries all wrapped together. Dar’s most powerful mixed food, grape spreaded jam onto muffin bread with tomatoe sauce…taste sooooooo sour..eek...hate that taste..face started to cramp together..eeuu.... Time for revolting again..as what we always do whenever we are together..muahahaz..Using the stamp that we got ytd, we went to escape to try luck for re-entry agn..although only a very faint light remains. Managed sneak in, gate attendant didn’t managed to check for stamp. Hoho. Went in for another round of fun and rides. Feeling unjustified by the massive amt of ponys we got ytd, we went agn. Saw a dad with 2 jumbo big bears that he won for his son. Dar went over to ask for tricks and hints. First try at a new game. Throwing ball into a cup..first throw miss.. second throw miss..third try IN. it’s a BIG prize ~~An orange bear.hoho. a new fluffy toy. Dar's got a natural talent for playing coutner games. haha..Funt imes always pass fast..well we went back hm.. dar went for a bath..(she got lessons..at nite..) I took a quick bathe too. Acc dar's to her school, once again, revolt agn..i sneak into her lecture room..(jsut love the trills of doing revolting stuffs)..Can feel that dar's feeling tired, tried cheering her up with some jokes, hope that she will be more "alive". haha. A hectic but fun morning/afternoon. Enuff blogging, its a very long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summing up, its really fun going for a chalet that belongs just to the 2 of US. Time is in our own control, we do what we like(revolting, trying weird stuffs, writing feedback form, chit chatting and lotsa stuff). Hope dar have a nice surprise at 1200am of 16 oct and a nice chalet together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Loving u Always=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Night safari ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116118327245502658?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116118327245502658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116118327245502658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116118327245502658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116118327245502658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/10/fun-day.html' title='Fun DAY'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-116084792022160241</id><published>2006-10-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T01:45:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooo..</title><content type='html'>Its been so long since i last blogged. gonna make it a short one. well cant really remembered what happened this past few wks. was really so busy with my work, dar's assignments and her bday present. Its giving me the run-abouts. lolz but perserve on~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going with nelson and the sp gang to "Long Men" for dim sum buffet..Woot~~ when was the last time i went for a buffet. Of course with dar's accompany too for the buffet. Hmm and a Night safari trip at nite too with dar..~~~Da xiang Da xiang, Ni de Pi Zhi Zhe Me Na Me Chang ~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the er ren shi jie chalet with dar on monday~ hoho. &lt;br /&gt;But any other frenz are welcome too !!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-116084792022160241?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/116084792022160241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=116084792022160241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116084792022160241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/116084792022160241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/10/wooo.html' title='Wooo..'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115937014691464472</id><published>2006-09-27T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:15:46.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh-</title><content type='html'>~~ Sick today ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad throat inflammation yesterday results in a bad cold today, slowly evolving to fever..sensing it coming. having some giddyness along the way just some moments ago. Man, Its been so long ago since i was sick.. got to take better care of myself so that i can take care of "her". was feeling kinda bad that dar has to send me back hm today. But Thanks alot dar for buying the sweets and everything !!! Managed to reach home earlier, had a hot bathe, pop some supplements and was feeling much better at this moments..starting to sweat alot, could be a good sign..hopefully it wont result in a fever...don wanna take mc.. Stopping here..Nose block..Mind block..everything all blocked !!!. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115937014691464472?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115937014691464472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115937014691464472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115937014691464472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115937014691464472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/09/argh.html' title='Argh-'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115803665248071462</id><published>2006-09-12T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T09:16:36.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Post ~</title><content type='html'>1/9 &amp; 2/9- Dar feel sian cos suddenly cant lunch together then go tampines library tog, so after some thinking, i didnt have any hesitation in making this decision. Cancelled one of my interview ( i wasnt interested in it anyway ) w/o my dar knowing , and woke up at 7.30am to prepare myself getting out of the house. On my way to my dar hse to surprise her, picked up breakfast from ya kun. At the bus stop, we shared the breakfast..munching away tog..* Sweet * After that accompany my dar for awhile more then went for my ktv session. after ktv was another round of interview at tao payoh, after that meet up with my dar and my frens to have a belated bday celebration. the interview went well, but their rumuneration package really sucks..haha. rece'd a call from dar said that her deadline for her school work was actually today!!! so blur ah she.. haha. so she stayed at hm doing her school work while i went to meet up with my frens *heart thinking whether will my dar be ok*. Didnt msg my dar as i wanted her to concentrate. Went sakae sushi at paragon with my frens, catching up old times with them and well, they treated me dinner there and went over to paragon to choose my present. Thanks peeps for the dinner and present. After that we were heading over to take neo print, rec'd a call from dar. Went over to meet dar to accompany her to her lecturer's hse. His hse location is like a maze..damnit..lol. hard time finding it. Then we went for a supper. Send her hm then i went hm too after a long exhuasted day. Met up with dar on msn, she tryng to do the un-attempted qns and re-submit them the following day, so to give her moral support, i stayed up together with her, chatting with her on msn at short intervals.. Time pass..1am..2am..3am...4am...soon my limit is reached..after a tiring day..fell asleep at 4.30am....rec'd a msg from dar at 6am saying that she just finished her assignment..so after waking up and leaving hse at bout 12.30pm, i took a taxi over to her hse to fetch her to her lecturer hse to submit a new copy of the assignment. After that rushing over to chinatown ktv for a final rehearsal. Thanks dar for making me feel better inside the taxi (well taxi dizzyness agn -_-)..After reaching there, my partner down with a sore throat..and i guess i was still feeling the reels of the tireness from previous day, my voice couldnt open too. argh.. Feeling super low morale at that time...Went for dinner after that and borrowed comic books. -- Dar, don feel bad about me staying up with you. I jsut don wan you to feel that u are battling alone, im here for u always de. We will battle together --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/9, 7/9, 8/9- Three horrid days of chionging and *taun-ing*. Slept so little. Full of stress~, Full of crisis, Full of fun (at times), Full of Secretive moments and of course Full of Work piling up!!! Haha. Hate using my brain to think..but this time for my dar, my brain gets to work (been very rusty..took awhile to get it back to poly times hyperactive mode) So peeps out there, dar is not slacking at hm, is actually working harder then all of you all during this period..so don tease her ok !! (fore-see a lot tease coming) Thanks ^_^.  Wasn’t able to celebrate our anniversary. Dar, thou I know you could see that i am disappointed we couldnt celebrate our anni, but im really ok with it. Cos we got to put our priorities rite at times. We can always postponed the celebration but work cant. So glad that we managed to finish it in time. Thou we have been chionging work, but we got one another company, thats also good enuff =). At least u managed to see the balloon surprise i prepared for u too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/9- Met up with dar after she finish work. Went over to toa payoh to catch the live performance. Watch for awhile then went to eat sushi. Ate our fav optopus. There is this super big octopus with hair and eyes/mouth –disclaimer: If u all didn’t see it, its not our business. Any similarities is not on intent, and we convey our deepest apologies—We shared that big optopus, MUNCHING it away. Hoho. Went over to yishun to find a new bracelet for me and dar. But to no avail agn..Night time: decided to cancel movie watching..after that something *touching* happened.. –details not to be revealed—Will always remember what u have said that night. Jia You Wor !! Hee.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/9- Went for a few interview screening..rejected job offers(their pay real sucks)..Accompany dar inside her lecture room to see the legendary “mr steven”..a cute small size lecturer..haha. The way he talk and behave is no where near someone who sound confident in wat he is doing so he look clumsily "cute"..lol. Took a bus together back to dar hse..on the bus..our mood start swing abit sian..after reaching dar hse, we went to our memorable playground to sit down and chit chat.. A very warmth and sweet chat we have and it lifted our spirits totally. Ended the day happily..haha. Even on our worst days (believe everyone has bad mood days..for no particular reason), when we are together, bad things can change to good things. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou this few days have been tiring, tough, fun and lotsa other stuffs, but nothing can stop us rite !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(\.../)&lt;br /&gt;(^  ^)&lt;br /&gt;(").(")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115803665248071462?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115803665248071462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115803665248071462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115803665248071462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115803665248071462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-post.html' title='Long Post ~'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115704187842751592</id><published>2006-08-31T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T12:00:10.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dar Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6536/3279/1600/659486/DSC00909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6536/3279/320/445840/DSC00909.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was busy throughout the day. Couldnt blog about wat i did on my bday. First, thanks dar for making a simple bday program to a sweetie one. =) Surprised me with a bday cake and present at my doorstep. Although i waited an hour for ur "approval"  but its nthing compared to u getting lost on ur way here ( u must be also a road nut, like me too.. haha ). Thanks so much for the cake ( it was nice ) and the ashworth polo top ( i like it too ) and most importantly, although u hate walking, u still walk all the way to my house. *xin ku ni le* haha. And also during the dinner at jack's place, the "flying spring chciken" act that you performed was hilarious too. lolz. Lighten the atmosphere that was surrounding us ( damn..tat chicken is so hard to slice ) *shrugs*..haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dar dar suddenly become sian le. --think-- Dar was planning on friday after my job interview go have lunch together then go tampines library tog. End up last min, my frens ask me go ktv together train up on vocals..then original plan cancelled. Will think of something =) --think--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115704187842751592?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115704187842751592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115704187842751592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115704187842751592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115704187842751592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/dar-surprise.html' title='Dar Surprise'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115687095826762305</id><published>2006-08-30T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:14:59.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday</title><content type='html'>Happy Bday To Myself !!!! Happy Bday To Myself !!!! Happy Bday To Myself !!!! Happy Bday To Myself !!!! Happy Bday To Myself !!!! okok..enuff enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer&lt;/em&gt;: What bday wish u have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RR&lt;/strong&gt;: Its a secret. No matter what, im not gonna say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer&lt;/em&gt;: Hmm well i wont force u. So is there anything u wanna do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RR&lt;/strong&gt;: lets see..hmm..pretty much but not today thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer&lt;/em&gt;: So What u wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RR&lt;/strong&gt;: Bungee jump sounds cool, maybe cosplay *wink*, getting a cool hair colour, theres gotta be some more but i just cant remember. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer&lt;/em&gt;: So is there anything that u would want for ur bday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RR&lt;/strong&gt;: Muahaha of course dude. A sports car, 1 million dollars, A terrace house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer&lt;/em&gt;: Hey come-on, lets be realistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RR&lt;/strong&gt;: okok..down to earth then..always like to have a mp3, a voucher so that i can mass buy stuffs, a nice shoe, a cap that suits me, a nice formal suit/coat..that shd be all i suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interviewer&lt;/em&gt;: Anyone out there, if ya heard/see this, ya know what to do eh. That ends our interview with RR. Back to blogger time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...Shd i or shd i not..3rd of sep...taking part in superstar 2...so freaked out atm..i've stage fright btw..and goodness me..today i was at toa payoh area..so i was thinking to myself..since im here why not survey the ground first..to my dismay..its open space...wat the shyt...im gonna get so stage fright then i wont be able to open my mouth and murmur some tunes out...zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..Thanks dar for what u have done. Be it on sunday at felicia hse or any other days, appreciate everything. Thou before going, i had a rough idea of wat gonna happen, and although there was some hiccups (i believe) before and on sunday itself, which might not be what u have expected it to be, but its the thoughts that counts!!! &lt;strong&gt;~&gt;Thanks&lt;~&lt;/strong&gt; ^_^ and thanks to all that was present that day and those who sang the bday song too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115687095826762305?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115687095826762305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115687095826762305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115687095826762305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115687095826762305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-bday.html' title='Happy Bday'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115644596169136985</id><published>2006-08-25T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T02:59:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnite</title><content type='html'>Phewt..Just reached home..Took a taxi back after missing the last train..well i think its the most exp taxi fare i ever had in my entirely life..lol. a staggering $36 !!!! Went to bukit batok then to bishan then finally back to yishun. That taxi uncle was very blur..He knew how to go bukit batok from our pick up point but had no idea of the bishan region and the road to yishun from bishan..and i had to guide him all the way..goodness me..haha and i was having this bad car dizzyness (*puke* *puke*) bleh..but im able to endure it till i reached hm..took a bathe and everything was back to normal... But all this tiring journey and money is absolutely nthing compared to ensure-ing the safety of my dar and her fren. Its just not safe for a lady to go back hm alone after midnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar, if u cant get to sleep at nite, u can always give me a call. even if i am already asleep, i will definately take your call..unless im really in a deep "slping" mode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115644596169136985?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115644596169136985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115644596169136985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115644596169136985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115644596169136985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/midnite.html' title='Midnite'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115621632491558819</id><published>2006-08-22T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:11:20.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply Note</title><content type='html'>Reply Note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I missed the days at ICC too. Once open the glass door, walking down the carpet paveway, punching in the card, turning left then walking straight down to my desk, i can see my dar sitting down in her seat taking phone calls and giving me a small little wink and smile. =) Not to mention that im usually(not always) late..hehe. Although im busy at times settling ACW, when seeing dar msging me "exp", i will just go over and give her a helping hand, dumping my current case aside for a while. Even if im not working there anymore le, if u encounter any problems and i can help, pls give me a call. Im always there for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Walking to station / tooting train tog / accompany u hm, its not just a one sided thing. Its also becos i miss u too. Wants to maximise any time that we spend together. When candy ask u whether will u be sad..when u said u will not be.. For a split second i was abit sad, but then i know that my dar is strong on the outside, but deep inside, u are holding back the emotions. That i understand and i do feel really glad and sad. Glad that my dar will miss me, sad that my dar will feel sulky becos of my departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Thanks to all the peeps that wrote the farewell greetings on the card. I like it very much. Thou i don show my "felt touched" emotion/expression on the outside, but inside i felt really happy. Once again Thanks !! Talking about the cafe trip..haha..Reminds me of the "cute" waiter..KAWAII NEI..LOL..LALALALALA. &lt;strong&gt;17/08/06&lt;/strong&gt; This day !! This time !!! &gt;_&lt; Only u and i know..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ice-creaming ~shivers~ my dar can be so scary when it comes to ice-creaming..haha. *ahem* But i will still pei u thru this scary process because its smthing my dar wants to do. haha. Hmm talking about dong-ing, planned a surprise for u, end up i got surprised by u at nite when i planted the surprise at ur hse..Readers out there, are u getting blur? don worry, the most blur part has yet to come. lol. Just didnt expect u not to pick my phone call and comeing down straight down to catch me off guard.. kind of losing the surprise feeling but well, at least saw the surprise on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     19/08/06..the day i was over-reacted.. totally overwhelmed by the devil in me. Going crazy after i rec'd the crap call.. But thats temporary. Slowly the usual rational de me took back control and a schedule was devised.. end up the day didnt turn up to be too bad. At least we did meet up, eventually spending nearly a full 2 turns of the clock together after going back to coy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Treating u good is not a responsibility, its not of duties, its not of the promise but its coming straight from the bottom of my heart. Accompanying u home / picking u up after school even when i might be tired is not a responsibility, its not of duties, its not of the promise too but once again its coming straight from the bottom of my heart. Its something i see it as a joy too, to be tog with u no matter how tired i am as im happy with what im doing. Even thou sometimes when i do not know where to go, and u are also fine with anywhere, ending up we went to un-appealing places, but where-ever we go, we lights up the surroundings and we are having fun, be it the little chats we have or just quietly sitting down listening to both our breathings, its kinda fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     ~~@@~~@@~~ Dar with Dar ~~@@~~@@~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115621632491558819?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115621632491558819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115621632491558819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115621632491558819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115621632491558819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/reply-note.html' title='Reply Note'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115595950853133419</id><published>2006-08-19T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T11:51:48.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREWED UP DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>What a Screwed up day. Was planning to have activities out with my dar and guess what, got a call to go down coy. What a shyt that i rec'd during weekends. But i cant really blame them.. because we need to help out one another, its a helping business, leveraging everyone's effort to maximise results..and thats why i didnt say "no" when they asked me down. I know my dar will understand me on this issue, but i still hate the idea of ditching what we have discussed yesterday..to "spin" "spin" and go bugis.. Time to go bathe and get out of my hse..grrr.....Work time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115595950853133419?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115595950853133419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115595950853133419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115595950853133419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115595950853133419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/screwed-up-day.html' title='SCREWED UP DAY!!!'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115583755038850235</id><published>2006-08-18T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T01:59:10.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day</title><content type='html'>Today 17/08(morning)-- first day that i rot at hm. Just Fired my boss at Sp services, well guess her ass was rather burnt..haha...But i missed all my colleagues, they were a lovely and nice bunch of peeps.. special credit to -- eric, shawn, joyce, felicia, yuenqi, michelle, nelson, kim kee and of course my dar eliza. They made things more interesting/enjoyable be it the way they talk, they way they swear, the way they act, its been a classic to be in the same office with them. they roxors ~ without us, sp services is just a very borish place with no "entertainment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Missed them so much that i went back sp services to visit them and well, we did took some pictures, planning to upload them into my friendster. But guess what !!! Just after i have quitted, this guy by the name of M did something sweet but yet terrible...*info tapped from reliable sources*.. He was secretly in love with someone in the office...kept his feelings for that girl in his heart for like 3wks..and today the first day and first step he took to releasing his fiery "passionate" "bottled up" secret admiration out to the girl (ok..before that he did try to have physical contact with that gal..but i stopped him whenever he is trying to be "funny").. Well to be crude..that gal didnt give a damn about what he did this morning..lol..He gave her a poem..where he describe he is a prince and she as a princess..but somehow or rather..that girl find it disguisting...Well i guess he must know how to take it in his stride..its a one sided admiration..that girl totally has no interest in him..Well best wishes to this guy "M"..hope he can find someone that likes who and what he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Met up with my dar, we chatted quite a few stuffs, LFI stuff, relationship stuffs and some past happenings of my dar. Get to know my dar better and deeper in the process. We went for dinner having Ngo Hiang and one of her fav food, satay !!!. The food wasnt too shabby and it was cheap at $9.80 for 12 satay sticks and 2 beehoon with Ngo Hiang stuffs. After that we was going 7-11 to buy some kitty ice-cream, my dar is trying to collect. On the way saw this uncle with very "unique" hair..Man..it looks so fake yet real..i cant even see his ears..That was a real wholesome shyt of a hair(sorry for the shyt word..but thats the best word i can find)..final conclusion--its a wig..Anyway I jolly well know that im a road nut, yes i am one road nut, who knows nuts about which road leads to where and i do always end up always getting lost somewhere somehow but im trying my best to rectify this problem i have. Quote *try doesnt mean will* lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thanks dar for always making my day so enjoyable.. enjoyed every moment we are together. =) =) =) =) =) =) Today is our special day (im not gonna elaborate), we know that deep in our hearts that this day 17/08 is a very special day for us. =) =) =) =) =)  Although we have been together for 11days, it seems we have been thru a few mths.. Such strong feelings we have, always trying to give way to one-another, wants the best for one another. Remember what i told u, i will always be there for you, be your pillar of strength when you are down and laugh with u when you are happy. Sharing all our weal and woe together. Saw what you replied on your blog. When im with u, although i am tired, but like you do, the shagness is gone and happiness takes over, the sweet little things that we share is what spur me on spiritually and physically.  The kitty-sSs drawing is to spur u on temporarily when ya down when im not around at that particular time.. Kitty chain is commerate our first wk anniversary.. hmm talking about pampering..maybe u shd stop poking me and whacking me *ahem*..Lets enjoy every little single moment be it 1 sec or 1 day that we spend together. ~love Eliza ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115583755038850235?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115583755038850235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115583755038850235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115583755038850235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115583755038850235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/special-day.html' title='Special Day'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115548336057797924</id><published>2006-08-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:50:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Dearest</title><content type='html'>To My Dearest, i know it has been hard on you, to manage work, studies and our relationship together. I will give u all the support that i can give to you. Remember the day u wrote a letter and gave it to me--08/08 (4.45pm), i really really really appreciate what u have written in the letter. We have been practically with one another for this past wk and i must say that i really enjoyed what we have went thru during this 1 wk period. From the bottom of my heart, i would really want you to have more rest time for yourself so that you wont get burnt out in the long run. Sometimes I wish i could be in your shoes for just a little while, to think what you think, to see what you see, to feel what you feel. And don forget the promise we made, BUT i will not make u have to fulfill the promise. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115548336057797924?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115548336057797924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115548336057797924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115548336057797924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115548336057797924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-my-dearest.html' title='To My Dearest'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115428087977544390</id><published>2006-07-31T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T01:34:39.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--7th Month--</title><content type='html'>Gosh im still awake at this particular point of time. Have i just drank coffee(i don drink coffee), did i jsut bathe(i can slp str8 after a bath)..hmm..the damnit why am i still awake!!! Could it be cos its the 7th month..netherworld and human world polarity adverse effect?? nah, thats too scientific for this body of mine to have any reactions to.  Well this year there is 2 months of Ghost festival. That can be rather insane for people who actually hold a big breathe when they enter the lift to their hm hoping not to see funny things when the lift is going up and esp when the lift door opened. I believe most of you have heard of the lift story that happened..one day...this girl..NAH..im not going to say it hear, if you are interested, give me a call or ask me out for a meal, i will then tell u that story CAUTION--its not for the faint hearted--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things have happened recently. Suddenly the people around me is having relationship problems. My 2 very good frens are having a problem with relationships and so does one of my new fren. But i believe my new fren did the right choice, well, jsut look ahead. a road full of new surprises and exciting prospect coming ur way OK!!! As for my 2 good frens, i believe this is the final straw in ur road of relationship, but i do hope see u patch up, if the decision is based on a clear cool headed mind, all the best in your future relationship. u deserve a good relationship. For Girls -  Pls don like a guy for his appearance or for his 5Cs or for his suave-ness, find a guy that touches you emotionally and click with u. If you are saying that you jsut wan to have fun, thats why you choose someone that is an empty shell, U are the one being fooled around by the guy. I not a love expert or whatsoever but this is just my 3cents. Heed it or not, I said my piece. As for you guys out there, don like a girl jsut cos she is pretty, cos u will end up hurting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work as a customer service officer is coming to an end, resignation letter has been tendered, official date of leaving 15th August!!!! Kinda sad t leave cos of the frens i noe there. They have been great, but some people over there sucks. Usually the management level people. They jsut don know the meaning of "leadership", people with no leadership and skills, only forte of them is to just press the bell is able to do high poisition while capable people is being pinned down. What else their attitude sucks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blogging another day, time to rest, theres plenty of work to do tomorrow. Slp tight everyone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115428087977544390?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115428087977544390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115428087977544390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115428087977544390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115428087977544390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/07/7th-month.html' title='--7th Month--'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115297280612155192</id><published>2006-07-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:00:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REST DAY !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/320/blogger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to slack at home for 1/2 day. That feeling is absolutely FABULOUS !!! Working 2 jobs is really taking a toll on me, but it keeps my life occupied and the persue of my dreams and wants. Been working on this investment with my frens. Morning working at SP, at night working tog with all my frens. Thats what kept me going. More gathering time even while working. That is really very meaningful. And the 5 of us have been promoted to manager already =). Will try to blog as much as possible if time permits me to at least spent 20min sufing the net. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115297280612155192?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115297280612155192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115297280612155192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115297280612155192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115297280612155192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/07/rest-day.html' title='REST DAY !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115201690302252672</id><published>2006-07-04T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:41:43.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days are Getting Boring ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its about 2mths i have been working there. Its getting repeititive. Got a new nickname called the Rong Pew Pew. what da shyt is that man. Theres is Yuen Pew Pew, Wid Pew Pew and Ni Pew Pew going on. although Ni Pew Pew has left, bu her pew pew spirits shall always be with us. May god bless the Pew Pew's family. Haven found someone suitable to overtake the pew pew queen. anyone reading tis, i noe u have difficulty understanding whats happening, but well, it wont do u any benefit to know what im writing. Soon going to be the lao jiao's of ICC le. Work too boring, don wanna talk about it and bored myself at my blog. cyaz~ later. Thinking of taking mc tomolo but most likely i wont be taking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Might be going badminton with new colleagues tis sat or maybe a movie. Looking forward to it. hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115201690302252672?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115201690302252672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115201690302252672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115201690302252672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115201690302252672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/07/days-are-getting-boring.html' title='Days are Getting Boring ~'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30552877.post-115185038256210540</id><published>2006-07-02T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:26:22.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog !!!!!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo, New Blog !!!! Finally found some free time to do a new blog. well rotting at home gives me more free time to do things i wanted to do. Always wanted to make a proper blog. Well to start off, Hi Anyone whose reading tis, im RoRo. Feel free to look through my blog. Currently working as a Customer Care Officer. A stressful job but its pretty challenging. Its really effective in training up areas im weak at.  Get to know a few new colleagues there, regardless of colleagues from my batch or a new batch, they have been pretty sociable.  But i do hate customers that are self-deniant. Cant really fanthom what they are thinking. Isit nagging to us a mode of frustration release for them or they really do mean what they say. haha. Nontherless im quitting soon, theres nthing much for me to learn there. I have decided its time for a new challenge. Really want to take up singing, but the fees are really expensive. I  also want to further my studies, changing a new field, engineering really suxs. Guess i wan to go into either finance or accountancy. Now time doesnt seems to be enuff for me. Theres so much things i wan to do. Exhausted facing the comp for few hrs, time to take a rest. Hopefully i can find time to blog regurlarly. ☺ RoRo ☺&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30552877-115185038256210540?l=roro-ruirong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/feeds/115185038256210540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30552877&amp;postID=115185038256210540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115185038256210540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30552877/posts/default/115185038256210540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roro-ruirong.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-blog.html' title='New Blog !!!!!'/><author><name>RoRo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16008191543102739015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6536/3279/1600/livenearu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
