<?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-1483958886533214883</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:32:28.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>space i call my own</title><subtitle type='html'>daily post of things happening.. like a diary.. hopefully ;p</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-8445852532859609458</id><published>2009-03-18T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:41:52.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im on hiatus at present, amounting workload &amp; fighting against personal stuffs. kinda down these day. a period of emo-ing. hope i be up &amp; about again soon.emy contacted me back &amp; i no longer looking forward to anything with her except being friends. lily contacted me recently,getting update bout family that i once close with before.. &amp; debbie, tied down with assignments &amp; other personal stuffs. hope she able to pull thru since she possess a strong character of her own. And for me, just living the day by...i like the music..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-8445852532859609458?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/8445852532859609458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=8445852532859609458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/8445852532859609458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/8445852532859609458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-on-hiatus-at-present-amounting.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3958262615244126029</id><published>2009-03-08T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:30:21.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess life has gone back to a standstill.. reminiscenes of the past keep playing on my mind over what i have went thru all the 25 years of mine. At times i thinking how good can a one's life be &amp; how do i achieve happiness. literally i just want to find that sumone whom willing to share her lifetime with me. i've looked, i've searched but i still haven't found what i'm looking for.. all i wish is the simplest person on earth who appreciate what i wud do for her. she can be as plain jane as it can be.. as long she has a big heart who wud makes me feel that its all worth it.at times i dunno how difficult i cn be as a person until people makes all the remarks about how i treat them.all along the pressure thatthey felt i nuthin about me but its all about them, their intrest at heart, but as always i get misunderstood usually.perhaps its just too easy for me to commit but it doesnt mean its easy for them to do the same.thou i had lived in shadows for a long time, i still want to get out of it &amp; accept new things in life. but always those new things are the ones that brings me down..if reciprocity is the key to a relationship between a person, i supposed it wud be buried over time as people only take things for granted.why must all this things happen in each &amp; everyone's life. i wonder if i will always life in agony.. my pains, can u feel it? definitely,.. unlikely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3958262615244126029?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3958262615244126029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3958262615244126029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3958262615244126029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3958262615244126029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-guess-life-has-gone-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3413068718788677094</id><published>2009-03-02T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:43:51.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder.... if i am one of the unfortunate individual who feelings are being jeopardise &amp; life is like a roller-coaster.. someday u r up, high-spirited &amp; the other day u r down, demoralise.. does it mean the more ppl dun wish to be disturbed, the more distant i shud move away? i feel my emotions running upside down. i doubt anyone feels like i do. ppl r too busy to care of ur feelings. life is like a rat's race afterall. chasing after glory &amp; leaving behind te baggage which maybe too heavy-laden for them to carry along their journey. do people wish to received but dun wish to give. i wonder.. i really wonder why must i put up living in a place like this. to tell the truth.. i feel like running away from everything. all i know is to eat up the pains cause im afraid i might impos pressure when im not suppose to.. im feeling unappreaciated all this while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3413068718788677094?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3413068718788677094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3413068718788677094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3413068718788677094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3413068718788677094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-111007418337110707</id><published>2009-03-01T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:56:44.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today just like everyother Sundays.. slow &amp; plain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for a haircut since i find that my hair dun seems to grow longer but thicker so i guess i shall keep a short hairstyle for the time-being. Aniwae i guess its like 6mths ago wher i had my short hairstyle.Also went for a little toiletries shopping for my SHampoo..been in love with Silkpro shampoo a mth ago..im trying out this new shaver by Shick. its a shaver with a trimmer at the bottom..i wonder why shaver cost that much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think the week that has past is that great thou.i had pretty much bad time a work &amp; personally not stable as well.i wud say that im pretty much sensitive &amp; emo. it goes to show that im not an empty person inside. sometimes i wonder if ppl wish for an empty person or with feelings.at times its hard to please ppl &amp; i realised that u left unappreciated for what u have been ther for.be here when u in need &amp; be gone in pursuit of your happiness.it happen more than i can remember..why do ppl behave this way? is this wat it meant to be.. i still misses the times i had with all the past friendship that i have ever had which had been buried due to them pursuing glory in their lives in this world..im not exactly blaming them but if only they cn open up the mind &amp; think why its important to care about the ppl around them.. u never know if that person is gone when u want to look for them back. im quite saddened with the way they rule the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate this one fren of mine from childhood.We gre up together in the neighbourhood but it suprises me that we able to keep the friendship till we are of this age.thers another gud fren of mine living her life away in DUBai..SHe's my Bimbo classmates from primary school.they are the only ones that really stays available when i need them &amp; i do make my time for them too. Are friends nowadays become materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times im left clueless with questions in my head on what friends really wish for in friendship. im always sumone who need assurance.. thou its unfair for me, i feel bad for neglecting them but yet im feeling the pain of swallowing the blame to make things better..god knows how long can i hold on to it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-111007418337110707?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/111007418337110707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=111007418337110707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/111007418337110707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/111007418337110707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-just-like-everyother-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-6511329458469782321</id><published>2009-02-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:47:22.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well come the end of the week.. it will be a saturday tomorrow and yarh.. i dun think i be doin anithin much.. im actually feeling very tired.. very tired over personal &amp; work. next week i guess will be the worst week dat i will have to face. just why cant i regain my energy &amp; power to survive this weekend. thou i planned for a gud weekend, things dat we planned doesnt always happen. den again i knew i had tried my best &amp; do what i guess i suppose to do. i guess before long i will finally agreed to what people says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really tired being this way. must i suffer thru all ordeal without any assurance &amp; support at all? why must it always happen this way? i wonder who bother to read my cries over here but i guess it really doesnt matter. i guess me just being insignificant like someone told me before. i guess this is what i deserves.. i guess i will put all the stop from falling in too deep in being a fool out of myself which hurts in too deep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-6511329458469782321?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/6511329458469782321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=6511329458469782321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6511329458469782321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6511329458469782321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-come-end-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1549155009660002997</id><published>2009-02-26T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:44:05.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ermm.. work had been piled-up &amp; i have been staying back late in the office. well my Spring '09 campaign installation is next week so we are currently super tight on schedule to meet the timeline. All due to recession that we have to do most of the production in-house rather than sourcing out to contractors. What so great being an artist heh.. i still wish to be a true blue visual merchandiser thou. this Spring'09 campaign, i will make history whereby my store will be the first departmental store to have an airport trolley being place as a supporting props. i suppose customer will like "ouh! isnt this the Changi Airport trolley? wher on earth they got this from??" well if they react that way meant i have manage to attract which translate to effective product presentation.hehe. Ouh currently down the aisle of our store walkway wher the famous stretch of orchard road is, Clarins are setting up a massive booth for their upcoming event.. its like 2 storey high construction which gonna take sumtime to built... nevertheless, im still waiting for the launching of HELLO KITTY by MAC. well its not that i wish to buy but the proposed booth that they flow to us looks super cute &amp; nice? thers gonna be a very big Meow!! haha. ouhkie i need to start back working. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.L.DSHSY (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1549155009660002997?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1549155009660002997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1549155009660002997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1549155009660002997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1549155009660002997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/ermm.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5682931096889626934</id><published>2009-02-24T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:43:48.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lets admit it. im just being paranoid.. everything is back to normal now. i think its gud that i told her how &amp; wat im feeling so as there's no misunderstanding. i wudnt say this is love i wud say this is about treasuring one another.for now i do really appreciate her presence &amp; yah for not drifting away. feeling better now after the assurance yesterday. she's nice afterall and she being patience to this. thanks DSHSY.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last week of production before the Spring '09 campaign kicks in next week, i believe we'll be in hell soon. but definitely not as crazy like we had during Christmas time. I'm actually quite drained althou its only the tuesday of the week.. i got the whole level 3 to myself with several display point to be taken care of &amp; yah.. report early for installations! arrghhh!! let us see the different timing i had for my work. if i were to report at Orchard for normal duty - 9am +++ (as we hardly come early..) if i need to be in Henderson office - 8.30am ( transport leaves orchard-henderson, the driver always drives off ON THE DOT! &gt;.&lt;)  and for installation in the morning is 8am. i already had trouble waking up sometimes. ;P if thers nitework  i probably  leave for home around 11-12AM +++ so wat is so great being a Visual Merchandiser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again who to blame for loving this profession. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5682931096889626934?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5682931096889626934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5682931096889626934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5682931096889626934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5682931096889626934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-lets-admit-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1383653189219507763</id><published>2009-02-23T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:26:06.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my feelings  was killed and my emotions died at 12:38:32PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1383653189219507763?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1383653189219507763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1383653189219507763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1383653189219507763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1383653189219507763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-feelings-was-killed-and-my-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-2965282242642439727</id><published>2009-02-22T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:27:42.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling so all by myself. i feel im being ignored, being neglected. i also feel im bothering, im useless, im irritating.. every other time i waited for the messages.. it didnt came. i waited for the calls.. it didnt came. do i have to make the moves everytime.. do i have to keep the ties secured by myself or it takes both of us to keep it together. i suppose she really have no idea how she means to me, because it is wat im experiencing deep inside. perhaps one day when she likes sumone &amp;amp; thats sumone treat her like this than she will know how it feels. sometimes they doesnt realise it. i utterly... terribly disappointed with what happen. i feel all is myself to b blame... im all to blame for all the mess.. i feel at fault for wishing for her to be there for me like how i am there for her everytime of the day.. god, i miss her alot.. i miss her messages, i miss her voices, i miss her "yup yup", i miss her smile.. i miss everything about her. im totally clueless about what i shud do... althou i needed her, i know she have alot of things on hand to remember me for a sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shud i give up or shud i just keep chasing pavement...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-2965282242642439727?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2965282242642439727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=2965282242642439727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2965282242642439727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2965282242642439727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-feeling-so-all-by-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3551197607878185426</id><published>2009-02-22T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:54:23.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Sunday of 22nd Feb.</title><content type='html'>im trying to find time.. time to pen down all i have in my thoughts. thers alot in here just that i have no one to confide to apart from my pillow &amp;amp; and this blog. there are ppl who proclaimed that they are there to hear me out but i just find its not appropiate for me. on the other hand, the one that i wished to be there for me are not there.. i recall sumthing which says "lets be ther for one another" now it left me thinking if words are louder than actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do at times wonder why i'm readily available for people yet people are not readily to make their presence felt. am i such a fool to have got this kind of way of treating people. i realise that im likely a person who have to beg for attention. is it so bad..? why... i wonder... over &amp;amp; over again, im always left by myself to comfort my own.. everytime, it feels like the time where emy is in the picture. i lived by her shadow &amp;amp; finally let go the 4 years long of companionship. from there i found out that those 4 years is wat i have hold on by myself.. i feel the world is unfair to me. to have tested me all these obstacles of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. i have found a fren. a fren out of virtuality. i enjoyed her presence so much &amp;amp; i feel we have the common interest. but the doubt is, what have she really done to have made her embedded to me? is this be d same like before.. where i have to struggle to keep it alive.. or we will drift away..&lt;br /&gt;isit so hard to settle down with a person to live thru times. everything is so fragile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its her birthday today.. happy birthday to her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3551197607878185426?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3551197607878185426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3551197607878185426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3551197607878185426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3551197607878185426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-of-22nd-feb.html' title='the Sunday of 22nd Feb.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-592008044780734771</id><published>2009-02-22T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:05:57.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be home...</title><content type='html'>after a long break since last year.. i might be back here again to post all my thoughts.. its been close to 10mths disappearing from blog world &amp;amp; to back here again. i shall try to update as much as i cud since this s a place where i cud seek in solace as ppl ae superficial.. perhaps im too emo dats y im decide to pen all this down..but ya.. im back... to blog world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-592008044780734771?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/592008044780734771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=592008044780734771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/592008044780734771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/592008044780734771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-be-home.html' title='i&apos;ll be home...'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-6686527459845052986</id><published>2008-05-26T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:37:00.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Longest time!!</title><content type='html'>hey~ well i know i haf not been updating.. i just cant find time &amp;amp; futhermore the network dat im on sucks big time.. so back again who to blame? well nuthin pretty much to update eversince, actualli there's alot to share on this blog but i just dun feel like jotting everything that has happened down. just dun feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, im busy with myself sharpening my skills in photography &amp;amp; at the same time enjoying it. i like wat i shoot.. i realli do.. definitely.Haha. Aniwae, Workplace are playing this particular song which i wanna share on this blog.[if u readers able to hear it.] i guess its kinda old song but who cares! yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends come &amp;amp; go.. shud i say summore... well i do back out from frenships too bcause at times i just dunt think things goin for the better so why drag each other to series of unfortunates events.. hmm.. dats sound so the Lemony Snickets. OK! i suppose im pretty much done with my post. Enjoy the music as u enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-6686527459845052986?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/6686527459845052986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=6686527459845052986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6686527459845052986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6686527459845052986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-longest-time.html' title='For the Longest time!!'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-340939594355988422</id><published>2008-04-28T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:10:54.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOnday updated.</title><content type='html'>hola~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i haf not updated for sometime.. well reason being i aint got anithin much to update. life back to norm like before. currently i'm on hiatus. goin on a short getaway to KL this week-end. I do realli nid a break, away from singapore~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with dat note, so long, farewell peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-340939594355988422?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/340939594355988422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=340939594355988422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/340939594355988422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/340939594355988422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/04/monday-updated.html' title='MOnday updated.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-2628130794110881441</id><published>2008-04-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:52:31.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Resurrection.</title><content type='html'>Aniwae life goes on with or without the one u adore isnt it? therefore shall not drown to it. Cause for all you know it wasnt well-worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call of opportunity. Dunno if its true but just give it a shot. Cross my fingers &amp;amp; pray hard in hope that the pray are answered. will update again if things got thru. If not, i shall just keep my mouth shut. :P&lt;br /&gt;Keep it short &amp;amp; simple, i'm back alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-2628130794110881441?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2628130794110881441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=2628130794110881441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2628130794110881441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2628130794110881441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/04/monday-resurrection.html' title='Monday Resurrection.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-7293803723402625215</id><published>2008-03-18T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:07:04.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life: In Mono.</title><content type='html'>I got time therefore i input the lyrics on the song on the blogpost like i used to do. Maybe i will go hiatus. Life got back to status quo. Motivation proves to be oneself to acclaimed. Patience is yet for human nature to fully incorporate with life. Adaptation :-[&lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt;dai &lt;strong&gt;UNITED&lt;/strong&gt;] claims that Patience is virtue &amp;amp; that Life will be more meaningful then. Prove yet to sustained the claims..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Hopes &amp;amp; Expectations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Holes &amp;amp; Revelations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things doesn't go the way like we expected. Break away  before life's got tattered. As rhymes as this blog may seem, for broken hearts of a shattered dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions Buried Alive. 9:55pm (GMT+8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- erMan -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-7293803723402625215?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/7293803723402625215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=7293803723402625215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7293803723402625215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7293803723402625215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-in-mono.html' title='Life: In Mono.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-2850292427053998898</id><published>2008-03-16T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:53:45.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the End Of Sunday</title><content type='html'>For now.. I actually quite tired. tired of everything for anything. For the first time.. i really dun feel like doing anything but sleep my way thru days. Work hasnt been that really great as how it meant to be. People hasnt been really great either. I didnt regret to leave Nike but i regret to choose a job hastily. For now im sure wher i'm going now. it seem so messed-up &amp;amp; confused now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On personal life, things are not going any better for now. every years it been like this so i'm kind of like so used to all this. so used to disappointment. At times i wonder how much people care for our feelings. Are they being selfish enuf to only think bout themself. At times, their words doesnt resounds their actions. In a way its kind of sad to encounter such people. living in disappointment lasted since in primary school days when living without a mother is extremely tough. Care &amp;amp; feelings doesnt always last long. They pass by, pity u &amp;amp; left. that's what has always been. To a certain point of time, i hav always thought i found the love of my life. everytime other time, i always give a chance for relationship because we never know wher we can go unless we try. At times, people dun understand me, never wanted to understand me of wat i am. As if i asked to be born like this. i also understand that i cant change to wat they want &amp;amp; i wudnt want them to change to what i want. its the matter of how i adapt to it &amp;amp; how the other party adapt to it. i want to run.. far far away from everyone because no one ever knew wats runnning in the heart &amp;amp; mind of mine. No one ever cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an expression moment of mine as i aint got no one to turn to. No one. People just pretend to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who had killed &amp;amp; shattered my hopes, my dreams, my expectations, if u know how hard my heart cried taking in all these while, there still some human in u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-2850292427053998898?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2850292427053998898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=2850292427053998898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2850292427053998898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2850292427053998898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-end-of-sunday.html' title='At the End Of Sunday'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1480004258814548376</id><published>2008-03-09T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:55:53.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday resurrection</title><content type='html'>woke up late afternoon after another helluva nite out with the usual peps.. w/o Fad thou..we when for a prata session, ordering the unusual prata that we may find ther at the Prata Place. well i actualli mistook a sugar bottle for a mayonaise bottle,dumb2 me. Sadiq,Fit &amp;amp; yana was ther wif me for the prata session. shortly after our prata time, we head to B.batok coz yana left her bag with her fren &amp;amp; the bag contains their home keys. Mama called her asking her when is she reachin home &amp;amp; literally she got stressed thinking bout it. Haha. And so we sent dem home while i &amp;amp; sadiq realli chills out till cant chill no more,waiting for Mama to sleep = Coz Fit wanna join us out still. We heads off to West Coast Park. My 2nd time ther. haha. we sit around by the breaker giving brain-teaser &amp;amp; corny guessing games. almost to the end of it, got bombarded by them bout watelse.. bout Fad. coz i guess i kept talking bout how is she in HkG, Hkg tis &amp;amp; Hkg dat till they keep on teasing me if i haf fallen for Fad. Dear diary.. i cant disclose much! haha. sometimes, things are better left unsaid, it might do us good.. all i can say i do like having Fad around. more than that, is for me to think &amp;amp; decides.. wat i worried most is shud speculation of ppl got wrong, Fad wud get a wrong impression &amp;amp; we might not be close friends anymore.. time shall proves itself as all things on mind unfold.. i shall stop here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1480004258814548376?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1480004258814548376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1480004258814548376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1480004258814548376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1480004258814548376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunday-resurrection.html' title='sunday resurrection'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-481792079740116424</id><published>2008-03-07T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:18:01.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest. Hehe.</title><content type='html'>hey.. i hope the lappy wunt died on me. lil' batt power left. i'll just make a quick update. started werkin alredi. so farr... so goodies.. haha. anothing thing, life been going well but not dat well so much during this few days.. reason being my other half went to HOng Kong.. to tell the whole load story, i cant but i hope i will update about it slowly. aniwae Fad went Hkg.. so gotta wait for her return to continue our fun,hilarious journey. Haha!! gotta stop for now. bat goin to end. shucks! taking care! Fadillah,the song! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-481792079740116424?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/481792079740116424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=481792079740116424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/481792079740116424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/481792079740116424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/03/latest-hehe.html' title='Latest. Hehe.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-9098868427701620387</id><published>2008-03-01T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:34:00.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an insane person i can be.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently on a holiday.. &amp;amp; it does makes me go crazy having nuthin to do,sleepless at night etc.. I haf not been able to sleep well or not sleeping at all at night, due to the holiday dat i'm in. My body mechanism seems to adapting to a different timezone. I haf been stayin home pretty much to conserve my "resources" - dat's applied chimpnology *grins* Went over to take a peek or wassup over in CinE outlet on thursday,basically dey are hoorayin since "the reaper" no longer resides ther. Ahakz. next destination is my roots for sure. Vivocity.well it does held alot of memories ther &amp;amp; i can see that i'm getting down a bit emo as i go on, beware to get bored ppl. Its sad to leave thou but as we move on to a certain point, somehow we gotta leave the past to seek the future. but dat doesnt mean i wud forget the staff dat i hav been slogging hard with all-along. i do hope i will remember dem &amp;amp; meet dem when time permits. To be honest, i thinks i got a problem in handling people. maybe my interpersonal skills is yet to be so-called full-pledge. I can feel that i'm being regimental without showing compassionate to those under my wing before. but i really detest lazy bums. its unfair at times if u know how to analyse things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae,moving forward, i haf always wished that it will be a better enviroment on the next job, wher people work in a postive attitude.*crossing fingers* SEE, i got carried away from my initial topic. ouhk,went over vivo to collect all my last belongings &amp;amp; stuffs dat i received from NIKE SINGAPORE. Meet up with Bridgette,Salinah &amp;amp; Arif for an impromtu meeting over the gathering that will be held on sunday.Yesterday, i met up with the Crapzie's.. Far East be the meeting place &amp;amp; watch the LEAP years at tiong bahru plaza. i shud say i enjoyed the movie. althou it looks just like another drama which u may find in the tv, still the messages conveyed make us repeats certain taglines of the movies, making us remember wats the story about. Love story.. sweet as it can be. i dunno if the rest of the crews like the movies but definitely it not a loss for me to choose watching leap years den the Spartans movie. an utterly rubbish movie. not exactly that i dun appreciate that kind of movies, just that its more meaningful &amp;amp; worthwhile watchin leap years. reviews from the movie that i've watched, its actually true. dat u shud at least listen,give opportunity to the other half to speak out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosopher i am not, but i do believe that expressing/pouring out what's inside is always a gud thing to do.. dun leave everything to fate but u decides it all, most of it. Sometimes, ppl tends to be loud,blunt,oblivious to nature.. my qns is, to wat extends. At times it makes me got lost in direction/translation  when interacting with this certain community of ppl. its always a gud thing for dem to be happy, humourous juz dat wher it ends? when r dey serious about stuff? it makes me believe that those ppl are also confused with their own things on-hand. dey dun seems to know wat they realli want, how r dey going to achieve to that? at times, dey do take things for granted. not knowin wher to stop when dey shud. who shud be blame? God knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is not real  - quoted by the intellectual ones. to a certain aspect, some is unreal, some is real, a balance to everything; namely yin &amp;amp; yang. shud its really not real.. mayb feelings are not real either. A person moves the other by a smile,frown,laughter or sad,all those sorts of expression so was it real,sincerely from deep within? ouk since i'm way off track, gotta get back on it. we went on to "Durian session" at Geylang Lor. 17 *mind you wher u thinking at* unfortunately, i just dun haf the feel of eating durians. just dun feel like my mouth eager for it. aniwae, it drags on till 1am when we decides to haf a take-away &amp;amp; consumed it at east coast. its a real nite out but its fine for me since i seem to be adopting insomnia. reached home close to 6am &amp;amp; as usual, the tossing game on the bed doesnt decides my fate. since i cant sleep, i went on for a run in the cool morning. from my place all the way to Sembawang Park, going realli slow to enjoy the early morning mood. greetings to fellow morning joggers,theirs smiles around, i find that singaporean to haf  graciousness even to the last bit of it. lives hards struggling in singapore, but y we cant just migrate from my views, is the people that we have living around in singapore to make it complete. bought breakfast from the family at home who's enjoying the cool morning on 1st March. NOw it goes down to wher i am now, right here typing out every single bit of reminiscene. its close to 11.30am now. mayb i will take a nap nw. gud dae to all readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote:Constance, ABC *smile*&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;im dozing off soon. gudnite evangelion. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-9098868427701620387?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/9098868427701620387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=9098868427701620387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/9098868427701620387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/9098868427701620387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-insane-person-i-can-be.html' title='What an insane person i can be.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-9175563757253812977</id><published>2008-02-26T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T15:14:57.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz being Random</title><content type='html'>Well here i am for a post again since i got the time. last saturday was my last working day with NIKE Vivocity. i dunno if it feels gud or bad to leave, but i do know that leaving is the best solution for me. So now i'm having my free time of waking up late. Slacking at home, helping with the chores is what i haf been doin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of time, joining another company is alredi on the line, now wats on my mind is how will i be accepting working in that new enviroment. i'm sure i gotta adapt to the new enviroment. But i do really hope i can reach to a certain stage in this company. therefore i will try to grab any opportunity that come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sidenote of this post, i'll share with what i haf been doin. i went to watch Ah long pte ltd for the 2nd time. yarh. aniwae i dun mind &amp;amp; my friend wants to watch it so i follow.haha. Slack in the middle of the night @ esplanade is quiet a nice thing to be done once awhile. Early morning b'fast in Bendemeer really makes me laugh to the last bit. the ppl are crazy,crappy but i do like their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was spend hanging around with crapzy ppl, having starbucks straight after a dinner at Far East &amp;amp; enroute to Karaoke ON A MONDAY NIte. I dunno wat got into us but yeah, we eventualli went. i wonder how long this kind of fun will last will all these ppl, but all i know, i'm glad to know all these ppl. putting my worries at bay while enjoying their company. What's more can i ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i guess i wrote most of it. so it stops here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-9175563757253812977?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/9175563757253812977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=9175563757253812977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/9175563757253812977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/9175563757253812977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/02/juz-being-random.html' title='Juz being Random'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3502512673563644589</id><published>2008-02-20T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:28:49.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the much needed rest.</title><content type='html'>ouhk. i woke up as early at 6am yesterday(tuesday) since i'm meeting with the rest of my colleagues at Telok Blangah Rise. well why we are up early to meet ther is to play street soccer. these dudes of B.i.r.d been playing street soccer every tuesday morning.  Well the meeting was quite great. all those crazy peps.. Jal,Bas &amp;amp; the power-driven Mus. the downside of it, i gotta werk on that later afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo got a new part-timer yesterday. as i was busy checking something in the store, Faliq(ex-staff of vivo which got transferred) came up to me whispering excitedly saying that he wants to transfer back to vivo. when i ask why, he told me the part-timer has arrived. when i went to check, another freak(Fadzli) pretending to help her sorting out things like her uniform,nametag etc. Well she's quite pretty i shud say. tall &amp;amp; got a beautiful smile. she got a boyfriend &amp;amp; her boyfriend is a chinese so that leaves those cheeky guy at bay since she's attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got a fren &amp;amp; she's realli comical! haha! yar. she's been a great fren lar in the actual fact. 1 reason is because she can put up with my nonsense. thank you yar cuty patuty, u're a FREAK! but i do like having you around. haha. rollerblading yar this weekend. might be fun. hehe. talking bout this week-end, thers the airshow goin on &amp;amp; i was really have in mind to go.. but with whom yar? well mayb i cud juz go to Changi Beach to catch glimpse of it. Actually i got alot to talk but i'm tired &amp;amp; lazy to write summore. so ppl, juz wait ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hug*&lt;br /&gt;- eRman -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3502512673563644589?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3502512673563644589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3502512673563644589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3502512673563644589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3502512673563644589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/02/much-needed-rest.html' title='the much needed rest.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1814159525174802563</id><published>2008-02-15T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:46:41.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Routinal Duties</title><content type='html'>i wrote a damn long post &amp;amp; of sudden its gone. Damn i really hate M1 broadband connection.. it really sucks BIG TIME!!!!!!!!!!  i super tired to post again. Darn! it really boils deep.... GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;Bridgette! i added ur link in my blog. hopefully it works. Constance, hear updates from u ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1814159525174802563?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1814159525174802563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1814159525174802563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1814159525174802563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1814159525174802563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/02/routinal-duties.html' title='Routinal Duties'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-704829154953302581</id><published>2008-02-04T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:58:21.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late start of the year.</title><content type='html'>ok its the 2nd month of 2008 &amp;amp; my engine hav yet to realli pick-up to go thru 2008. mayb after i left the present company. yes. i guess its time for me to leave nike for good. I haf always love nike but nike in singapore seems so different. the vision of nike singapore seems different compared to nike outside the south-east asia region. ok-ok.. now that im leaving nike. i will haf spare time on hands to keep posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well seems like im missing constance. unsure  if she still werkin with that watch company. constance if u see this, just wanna let you know that im wondering when will we chat again like the last time.. wonders how u r doing if u r fine &amp;amp; going well. oh ya. i thot of goin photoshoot with ya one day, but when will it be, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so now dat im leaving nike, so wher's my next stop? hmm.. mayb i go into fashion brand. no more sports brand. i shall leave this post short right now. will update again hopefully soon. in the meantime, viewers do listen to this great song. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : to all my chinese friends, wishing you a happy-happy lunar new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with great blessing,&lt;br /&gt;irman marzaini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-704829154953302581?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/704829154953302581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=704829154953302581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/704829154953302581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/704829154953302581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/02/late-start-of-year.html' title='Late start of the year.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-272547398555920466</id><published>2008-01-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:31:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward in 2008</title><content type='html'>ok i have not been updating for damn long time. reason being i have not been online or even went on internet for leisure for the past weeks. december was a helluva month with alot of things on-hand to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of the year &amp;amp; early of the year seems to be a busy period... i thot i can relax after struggling thru december but january been waiting.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i do miss all the moments of 2007. lost track of dearest ppl &amp;amp; met new ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i guess i might be closing down the blog since no one reads it &amp;amp; i hardly got time to post it therefore i guess its better to close.. as for now, im on hiatus.. i dunno when i be back again..&lt;br /&gt;happy year 2008 to all may it be prosperous to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:S  missing sweetie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-272547398555920466?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/272547398555920466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=272547398555920466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/272547398555920466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/272547398555920466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-forward-in-2008.html' title='Looking Forward in 2008'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-4192736999757019522</id><published>2007-12-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:24:08.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Random II</title><content type='html'>if u let me speak, let me get it out of my chest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, it realli getting closer to the end of the year &amp;amp; this year really doesnt seems to be the greatest.. got cheated, fooled &amp;amp; lots more.. sumtimes i wonder isit worth it to be faithful. girls always complains dat guys arent the faithful lots.. but when ther is guys who r faithful, the girls who fooled the guys.. so who to blame in the end? im realli troubled by it.. before there is a girl who likes After Eight Choc Mint.. a girl who like to drink coffee &amp;amp; thers also girl who likes drinking milo before she sleep.. i alway try to remember because i appreciate their presence.. but do dey appreciate me? For all that i have done for them, i didnt realli ask much in return, but i realli got nuthin in return. Im a rebound usually.. i dunno if they are heartless or wat. Mayb they haf their reason. whatever their reason is, i hope they are happy wif wat they choose. Ok enuf for today. body aching after a day swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: eRman ::.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-4192736999757019522?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4192736999757019522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=4192736999757019522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/4192736999757019522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/4192736999757019522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-random-ii.html' title='December Random II'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-6650370960805626412</id><published>2007-12-12T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:38:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December Random</title><content type='html'>Well i guess we live in a material world.. Nuthin seems real &amp;amp; i can see that. Say this, promise this &amp;amp; dey actualli mean another. Ppl are hardly trustful nowadays.. i dunno wat is real &amp;amp; wat is not at times. but at times, i can see-thru their fakes.. so all i haf to do is keep quiet &amp;amp; stay away. 2007 like i said is goin to be over soon. this year doesnt seems to be a great year all over.. i no longer stay wif my family especially my dad, i'm not getting a long-term love from anyone &amp;amp; i'm pretty much by myself alot this year, get fooled &amp;amp; cheated &amp;amp; get misunderstood &amp;amp; etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this period of time, schedule have been realli tight running here &amp;amp; there. sleep late, wake up early. lol. having all those special buy with regards on sell-in to go thru &amp;amp; vm rounds on the stores. how i wish i'm a superman. too bad i'm not. if i am, i will become the crybaby superman because with so many things on-hands,deadlines to meet, i dun hav close frens or partner which i can relax &amp;amp; think out away from werk for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to go zouk out the other day. went with Falique &amp;amp; Speedy7 &amp;amp; Afnie,Falique's Fren.. haha. we party like crazy as we haf become crazy. till the sun rise &amp;amp; we still dancing to the last bit. its the last zouk out held in sentosa.. Sad to say.. wher will zoukout2008 gonnabe.. i haf always hoping that they will do a rooftop enviroment so when ppl get drunk,shortest route to get down is to jump :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post again.. soon. mayb..nites ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: eRman ::.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-6650370960805626412?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/6650370960805626412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=6650370960805626412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6650370960805626412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6650370960805626412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-random.html' title='December Random'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-7645680876074721633</id><published>2007-12-04T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:02:40.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GReatest Gift</title><content type='html'>I've got a very nice great gift for my burfdae.. &amp;amp; dat is silence of the people whom i heart so much. Why must ther ppl who breaks your heart when u heart them truthfully &amp;amp; sincerely? it realli open my eyes dat ther are ppl who are born outher to cheat on another. Say im sarcastic but u haf no idea what im feel right nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing yet another chapter in life. A chapter wher u r never forgotten.. you are cruel if u dunno am telling you this. Thanks for everything. touch ur heart &amp;amp; ask what u have done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-7645680876074721633?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/7645680876074721633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=7645680876074721633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7645680876074721633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7645680876074721633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/12/greatest-gift.html' title='GReatest Gift'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1605899332051963140</id><published>2007-11-29T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:46:22.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i turned 24YRs Old.. What wUd i Be..</title><content type='html'>i found time.&lt;br /&gt;time to sneak-in for a moment to post a blog &amp;amp; so the story goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of things First : Happy BurfdaE IrMan.. U r 24yrs old now..&lt;br /&gt;yah.. by the day i gets older.. was it gud? or bad? ask me &amp;amp; i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gt ppl sending sms greeting me when the clock strikes 12am.&lt;br /&gt;I've gt an Earle's Swensens Ice-cream cake for Breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;I even gt an sms from my Company Director wishing me on My Burfdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to top it all.. i found Emy back for my Burfdae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of Emy &amp;amp; ME started years ago. end of 2004. Memory serves as a purpose..&lt;br /&gt;She's back &amp;amp; i dunno hw long she will stay this time. She meet me up in Marina coz i'm werkin on sumthing ther. As always, surprise me &amp;amp; she bought me a burfdae gift. We had a sumptuos dinner &amp;amp; flashback memories.. Story of him &amp;amp; her; She's the cast.. the gift was lovely for sumone special.. As it reads. She is being lovely like everytime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i believe that destiny is out of our control.. so yahh.. shall just look on for wat will happen next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. the thoughts of constance might juz washed away like hw the waves washed the shore.. if a dream will never be real, will u still be dreaming. I dunno if i shud keep on deceiving myself,cheating myself about it. true facts are always hard to accept at times. hw much i wished i can face the facts everytime. Sometimes, words are just not enuf to clear the doubts. Say u love me, but deep down wud it be the same? Actions speaks louder than words. I shallnt not hope on for things which will never happen. I'm standing still. If true love are not meant to be together, wat love wud dat be? Give a thought &amp;amp; think it over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless to those whom i ever love,wished to be love &amp;amp; still love, go &amp;amp; seek for your happiness &amp;amp; if u get there b4 i do, Dun give up on me.*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: iRman MaRzainI ::.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1605899332051963140?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1605899332051963140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1605899332051963140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1605899332051963140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1605899332051963140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-i-turned-24yrs-old-what-wud-i-be.html' title='When i turned 24YRs Old.. What wUd i Be..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3898225121471871642</id><published>2007-11-25T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:11:24.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something inside of me which im trying to forget..</title><content type='html'>currently listening = kiroro - MiraiE&lt;br /&gt;current mood = emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on my bed in the middle of the night writing a post. i realli aint gt ppl to turn to dat explain why i ended up posting my feelings, my thoughts over here. Accepting the facts of life can realli be that cruel. I feel like life is so unfair on a certain degree. Well its a saturday &amp;amp; i didnt get off my bed d whole day. apart from the toilet breaks &amp;amp; meal breaks, thers nuthin dat i've done. no wher for me to go to &amp;amp; to go wif. Everyone is pretty much silence nowadays. is life so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously im so sick of all this. fake hopes all round. all word aint true.. just to past time i suppose. All r just moment of folly. Today im singing of ur praises &amp;amp; 2moro u r gone. isnt it dat fast, dats hw ppl in life. im feeling so emo on why things like this befall on ppl like me. isit a curse dat is on me? Crying the whole day shall make me blind. Afterall im alredi blind by ppl actions. Thought it was true, never did i realised all r juz pack of lies.. Do me 2day, u will got it back sumday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3898225121471871642?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3898225121471871642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3898225121471871642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3898225121471871642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3898225121471871642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-inside-of-me-which-im-trying.html' title='Something inside of me which im trying to forget..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-2577689900106924881</id><published>2007-11-19T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:06:23.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LonELinEss; YoUR siLEncE WhIspER..</title><content type='html'>On blame of me for not Updating. I'm just pretty much occupied doin nuthin much apart from work.  this Mth has been a busy schedule &amp;amp; it wun get any better towards X'Mas &amp;amp; the End of 2007. Days passing by &amp;amp; before we know, Goodbye to 2007 to make way for 2008. Time flies, i see changes everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been goin around the stores as usually to refresh in-store display etc.. Things doesnt seems to get pretty much easier, probably i nid proper time management &amp;amp; all wud be fine. Wud it really be? My Rest day is wher i do my reports &amp;amp; stuffs related to work. Why is it so? Bcoz basically i aint gt much plans everytime. Friends are basically only on the surface or just a tag name. Oh ya, i recently attended my company's dinner &amp;amp; dance which was held at Meritus Mandarin. the theme was La Nuit de Ethniques which means ethnic for my term! haha. so wat did i wear, A Reversible Chinese Cheongsam-like Top. I kept my cool through-out the event(as if..) i do get a no. of request to snap pictures with the ladies. *winks* its just happen ther &amp;amp; ends ther. At times, i guess there are ppl who wud wants to wait for me to react to make sumthing happen, but i dun like to make the 1st move usualli.. probably im scared i got stuck before i reach the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i guess i had been posting sumthing irrelevant, but looks no ones reads it aniwae.. Ermm.. wait. abc, iLu.. if u know wat it is. its a coded msg between me &amp;amp; sumone which i met in dreamland. Do i sounds like a weirdo? i aint bothered by wat ppl gonna say but hey! this sumone is realli special. althou not visibly seen, the feelings &amp;amp; heart are felt thru intellectual mind of mine.. seriously i dunno till when i will be in my dreams before i get back to reality but it doesnt seems to matter now, all i know i shudnt let it go away until time proves to me otherwise. if Love is blind, i find my way for you. Gudnite Ms. photographer. Gudnite ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irman random post ends here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-2577689900106924881?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2577689900106924881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=2577689900106924881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2577689900106924881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2577689900106924881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/11/loneliness-your-silence-whisper.html' title='LonELinEss; YoUR siLEncE WhIspER..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3537724838220214879</id><published>2007-11-06T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:39:50.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>Lets  start with 1 thing. My sister made a Open hse on sun 04/11. its a great turn-out bcoz most of my relatives came. Meet &amp;amp; greet since i didnt managed to meet them during the first week of hari raya due to werk commitment. my sis cook on saturday evening thru the nite, half-time from 2am to 9am &amp;amp; continue to cook the rest of the dishes. well i can say my sis is quite a great cook. she's been married to 5-6 years from now so i guess down the road she had managed to pick-up the skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i'm still pondering on wat to wear during the company's Dinner &amp;amp; Dance which is on the mid-month. This time round, we headin to meritus mandarin. Cine staff are super lucky because its damn near. haha. maybe i will pop by arab st &amp;amp; check out wat are the deals over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! yest after the open hse event, i'm supposed to meet-up with my close-buddies for tea. little that i know we are all to tired to go out &amp;amp; end up staying home, earlier on i txt him only to find out he's in hospital,his wife slipped &amp;amp; fell. His wife is in 6mths labour. lucky there's nuthin bad. visit them in the hospital after werk since i aint gt anithin on after werk. Oh ya. thers sum1 who is being sweet, nice &amp;amp; caring recently. till when will it be, im nt sure. but hopefully it will be for a long time.. i do really appreciate ppl who cares for me.. i believe there are also other ppl who cares for me out there but like to keep it low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i talk much yet? i suppose so. That's all for now coz bedtime approaching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3537724838220214879?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3537724838220214879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3537724838220214879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3537724838220214879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3537724838220214879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-704888466162797076</id><published>2007-10-31T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:15:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurp.. blurp... blurp</title><content type='html'>ok.. u know, i know.. the whole netizens knows that i'm not a frequent blog-writer.. on &amp;amp; off when i haf the time, u can see my post in here! post are very much plain &amp;amp; so called random.. who reads it.. Gods knows..&lt;br /&gt;I have been pretty much busy these days thou.. doin VM rounds &amp;amp; giving reports etc.. well i almost get myself asleep when im doin my report in office.. tell me.. whats so great bout office! its like a birdcage.. haha. ok.. work it getting tougher by the day.. nevertheless it seems like a challenge evrytime &amp;amp; there i am fumble &amp;amp; grumble bout it. But i do manage to be on time okay..  well i have ppl asking why my job is so inflexible.. well i find that different company runs differently &amp;amp; i believe in a way, my management been giving me much space now compared to before. aniwae even if im always free anytime, what wud i be doing? goin around &amp;amp; slack like this one dude?? he walks aimlessly, pointlessly to.. i dunno wher.. &amp;amp; he dun seems to be giving report which he has to submit. so why follow his footsteps?&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. as we moved on. we had a gathering at kama's place which is just my next blk. super convenience for me.. &amp;amp; when im in good ties with my mgmt, ppl say i suck them up. well those who r not diligent enuf in their work who be the ones saying. im not realli a follower that follow how the grass patch sway.. im pretty much a leader of my own.. deciding on things which related to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl. i nid my sleep.continue again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-704888466162797076?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/704888466162797076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=704888466162797076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/704888466162797076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/704888466162797076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/10/blurp-blurp-blurp.html' title='Blurp.. blurp... blurp'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-4428608725032779619</id><published>2007-10-21T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:45:37.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday night fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well.. well.. well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a saturday &amp;amp; i realised that i haf not been doin closing for such a long time. hurhur.. well the day been pretty fine. no complains. even ther is, i face it up slowly &amp;amp; take it more relaxed den usual. im fairly satisfied for cleaing up the storeroom today. i see much different from the last. As the storeroom is also the restroom for the staff. i decided to make it a good place for them to have their break. isnt im being kind , thoughtful &amp;amp; sweet? wher can u find such a good senior. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand. wher am i goin 2moro? haizz.. hav yet to decide. maybe suntec. there's a job exhibition goin on.survey ppl. hehe. i can snap2 away pictures too isnt it. shall consider. next week-end is such a hectic day. i haf so many invitation to open hse &amp;amp; wedding. oh ya. before i forget... talking bout Open hse.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RxpMfje7DYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TpKPosIR9SY/s1600-h/P1000340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123491631071956354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RxpMfje7DYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TpKPosIR9SY/s200/P1000340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emeillia Open Hse ROCKS!!! we even sang a rock song. haha. Many numerous thanks to her for inviting us. how i wish we cud stay longer.. OK. im pretty dead beat now. shall take off &amp;amp; fly to dreamland.. meet who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's guess.*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-irman-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-4428608725032779619?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4428608725032779619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=4428608725032779619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/4428608725032779619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/4428608725032779619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/10/saturday-night-fever.html' title='saturday night fever'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RxpMfje7DYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TpKPosIR9SY/s72-c/P1000340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1117785113981928464</id><published>2007-10-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:11:32.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>Ouh days past.. haha.well how's the hari raya for u ppl? to me, its somewhat ok.. not realli dat interesting. i find that the very interesting part is during the preparation,the fasting month. Remembering the time breaking-fast in geylang, stayin up till wee hours bargaining for stuffs.haha.tiring but fun at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that the fasting month is gone, i rarely got time to hang out with my besties. we all are basically busy within this month. i've done visiting to some of my relatives. i like my elder cuzin's hse best. the condo is super shiok &amp;amp; the hse are quite big &amp;amp; spacious. Condo are usualli labelled small, but for this instance its not wat i thot it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, i seems to be in love with photography. hope to find time understanding the aspect of it. For those who are interested of Cam-whoring can keep in touch with me..haha.. Shots for Free!! I just get hold of Lumix Digital SLR. Cool 12X zoom. Everything is cool,just dat the price is hot!haha. dats usual to for an SLR. i find it well worth it if u like taking beautiful pictures.. oh ya.. Photo-taking are specially for beautiful ppl only.haha.Juz kidding.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! before i forget. Vicky bought me this sets of NIKE pins during her trip to Beijing!! She's being such a sweet person. So next time, wen i go travel. OOPS. IF i were to go travelling, do remember to buy sumthings for ppl. Thanks Vicky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i nid my sleep now. gotta werk 2moro &amp;amp; goin to Emeillia Open Hse! Yippy.hehe. nite ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1117785113981928464?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1117785113981928464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1117785113981928464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1117785113981928464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1117785113981928464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5740124202626713796</id><published>2007-10-14T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:23:32.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn Irman..</title><content type='html'>Damn i'm bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf not been updating again. too busy during the fasting month with workload &amp;amp; goin out wit frens.. didnt manage to break-fast with sum of my frens thou. its a great experience goin to geylang with frens. i even went on the last night till morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with great power lies great responsibilities.. super busy with my work.. goin around from store to store. tired &amp;amp; sleepy every other day. sleepless nites.. slowly, i hope i will get used to it.. there's sum ppl who had to endure much worst den myself.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought green suit for hari ray tis year.. but i haf plans to get a good purple suit nxt year. haha. too early to say huh. niwae im kind of like taking pictures nowadays.. haha. some of the pictures are nice, but some are not.. well been lonely for quite sometime.. can someone accompany me? haiz.. i shallnt talk to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5740124202626713796?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5740124202626713796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5740124202626713796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5740124202626713796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5740124202626713796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/10/darn-irman.html' title='Darn Irman..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-2530700614393006967</id><published>2007-09-26T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:00:38.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of month post.</title><content type='html'>still.. i have yet to find adequate time purely to blog. basically pretty much busy with werk &amp;amp; when my hands are free, i tends to take a break &amp;amp; relax then blogging. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae come next week, its gonna be October.. i believe im gonna be pretty much busy than before in times to comes.. further update nxt month &amp;amp; i'll share why. fasting month been goin on smoothly. tempt as always but still keep on the faith to wait for the designated timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Went for Holiday 2007 Seminar earlier in the day. Take-aways loads of the free food from there coz im fasting. Break-fast will all the food at Vivo after a short visits to Suntec/Marina/Novena. well i need to plan things well in the near future so as not to follow footsteps of sumone. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a friend juz ended her contract with Qatar Airways as an air stewardess. i guess she's happy with her final decision &amp;amp; she's taking a break before head-hunting to a different market. wish her all the best! faezah replied my msg on friendster after so long. well story about her is interesting. hehe. althou we only keep in touch at times, i blif one-way or another we still knew that we r frens. i always appreciated fren but at times, wen i nid their attention the most, dey are not ther. i clearly know i cant blame them as they might haf their own things to do, therefore keep quiet onli lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im tired. more things to come for me in real-life. therefore blogpost of mine worth waiting for coz i rarely post.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-2530700614393006967?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2530700614393006967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=2530700614393006967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2530700614393006967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2530700614393006967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/09/end-of-month-post.html' title='end of month post.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5722851511597779294</id><published>2007-09-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T00:50:50.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after sometime..</title><content type='html'>its been long.. isnt it.. since the last post was written.. as days went by, im pretty much occupied minding my own affairs.. nuthin drastic or nuthin really special dat happens recently.. apart from the starting of the fasting month.. the 1st week now.. everytime when the fastting month comes, everyone would get excited over it.. well me too! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to get down &amp;amp; walk around bazaar at geylang this year with my frens at nike.. exactly last year, i was werking with nike too.. nike sportculture. thru times, slowly they winding up their business. why there is no flagship store for nike sportculture. i have always been a fan of nike sportculture.. their activewear... every since i joined them last year. gonna miss the times there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god knows wher im goin thru with my present company. at one point of time, i feel like i juz wanna go &amp;amp; seek for a better prospect.. but at the same time, i feel hard to leave the family that been built since the opening of the flagship store.. i have always love my store. nvr denied it.i love wat im doing. juz that thers to much for me to do at times. if only i can bring focus to the area that i love best. no many who gets to werk for the nike flagship store in singapore. not many who get to werk in a big store like i do. not many get to lead the team of ppl of a big store like i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm irman, from Nike by B.i.r.d Vivocity. i'm one of the 4 person who is in-charge of the store operation at Vivo &amp;amp; i'm also an in-house visual merchandiser. know me, understand me &amp;amp; follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-irman zaini-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5722851511597779294?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5722851511597779294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5722851511597779294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5722851511597779294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5722851511597779294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-sometime.html' title='after sometime..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3157323284248532818</id><published>2007-09-04T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:20:50.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>september comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ell its september now! Gosh time realli flies.. in weeks time, we are moving to the fasting month! hopefully i managed to complete a mth of fasting.. well thru the years i felt that i fast for a month, but whether its counted or not is up to the one above.. im gonna like this period of time.. breaking fast with all my friends, walking along geylang &amp; arab st before &amp;amp; after breaking-fast. Cant wait for it! Yippee... i'm looking on the positive side of life! *winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter so long, i managed to change my blogskin. althou it looks girly, who cares.. im not realli the type who wud bother with sarcasm by those blog-haters etc.. to me, they are just a dumb-ass bored freak who aint gt a better thing to do..haha.lemme see wat i've on mind to tell.. ouh! i've went to receive my cert in visual merchandising recently at a cocktail reception at M hotel. Gotta wear Shirt &amp; tie for that.. haha imagine how wud i look. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ent for sell-in for eq just now.there's quite a number of nice stuffs to buy.. sleepy2 when it comes to the discussing part.the brunch &amp;amp; tea break is gud thou. hehe. another thing, nike sing got a new VM. Eric was the name. I find dats he's a great VM. with the backgrounds &amp; experience that he has.. i like his style of merchandising.. the fashion way! that's way to go.. moving ahead, nike should adopt fashion merchandising rather than making their stores look like another sport store.. to be premium is to follow Zara, Ted Baker way of Merchandising.. Hmm... who wud be able to convince them..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;astly&lt;/span&gt;, went to watch Evan Almighty earlier wif a sweetie. the movie were hilarious.laughing on &amp; on. touchy also. i blif the msg that they wanna send across realli went thru. Oh.. if i didnt post before, recently i've been busy spending time with sumone whom i haf always wanted to get to know wif. I find that she's especially attentive,caring,funny &amp;amp; understands.. well we haf been goin realli great the meantime. hopefully it will be lasting.. wats important is to understand each other well. so end this post, thank you for being such a dearie all the while. appreciates it very much. gudnite for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ith much love dian,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;irman zaini &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3157323284248532818?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3157323284248532818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3157323284248532818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3157323284248532818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3157323284248532818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/09/september-comes.html' title='september comes'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-7542504705167018573</id><published>2007-08-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry starry Night</title><content type='html'>well.. its kind of a two days rest before looking forward to a heavy week. Having stock-take for the store on tuesday, i'm taking charge for 2 days while the rest of the superior doing the stock-take. Well.. is maturity have yet to come over me... or other few ppl have yet to come to their maturity senses.. my actions &amp; words gets mis-interpret by them. &amp;amp; yet they look,sounds fine to me.. but end up talking bout it behind my back.. ar they back-stabbers? Hypocrite? well im not that sure. It realli bugs me having to keep up with these ppl. Friends.. i doubt they realli exist.. those people makes me change my thoughts about it. it feels realli sucky putting up with people of faces.. better i sleep than worrying bout it.. nite ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-7542504705167018573?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/7542504705167018573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=7542504705167018573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7542504705167018573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7542504705167018573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/08/starry-starry-night.html' title='Starry starry Night'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-151807048827558031</id><published>2007-08-14T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>hi everybodi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i haf not been updating for quite a while. 1st of all, i dun haf the slightest idea who wud read it. life been pretty slow-moving. cant wait for fasting month! haha. well nuthin of a much update bout me. everything luks pretty much the same. staying sembawang has been great so far. NO COMPLAINS.. althou its far to work. in singapore still. i aint gt realli much things to talk. i wants to change my blogskin. but im a lil lazy to look for a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frens update.&lt;br /&gt;Emy - gone, Faezah - gone. i sms-ed dilah, adriana &amp; salina. been quite awhile since i msg them.Fid busy with flights,coming back at the end of the mth. Salina still teaching kids. Dilah busy with school/projects. Adriana moving places. On the other hand, knowing Ms. eliana aint gt time for me, i rather stay away. well im not tryin to rake the past. but i just dun seems to understand. watever dat i've gave to her or anything, wasnt mentioned in her blog but she mention bout evrything lil thing her frens gt her. does dat means she's not appreciative of my efforts, my gift? well.. dunno. &amp;amp; i dun wanna noe. its getting late. shall just stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-151807048827558031?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/151807048827558031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=151807048827558031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/151807048827558031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/151807048827558031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5467790151255646422</id><published>2007-08-03T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming August.</title><content type='html'>July has passed &amp; we now in Aug. Time flies.. i've just sold my PSP to a fren &amp;amp; bought an Ipod shuffle as a replacement. i've lost interest in game aniwae. Currently i'm busy with the current campaign installation..running around with my VM gurus to other outlets.its fun thou. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is Ms.eliana,my bestfren birthday. Bought for her Escada Summer Heat which she post on her wishlist. Got to know a new fren online. I don't know if she's real or its just a fake joke behind the web. nevertheless,i appreciate getting to know her. She named herself as Dawn. im getting way bit sleepy now. shall end the post here.gudnite ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5467790151255646422?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5467790151255646422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5467790151255646422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5467790151255646422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5467790151255646422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcoming-august.html' title='Welcoming August.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1449516190040143645</id><published>2007-07-29T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored time of your life</title><content type='html'>is ther ever a time in ur life wher u r just bored with the usual happenings,events &amp; activities? how you wish u can just sleep thru everything &amp;amp; woke up to a brand new day? it happen to e today.. I sleep till late afternoon &amp; woke up not knowing wat to do, wher to go. its my off day &amp;amp; i aint got ani plans ahead. well there is a party goin at werk but i just un feel like goin. i dun find it interesting at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with a fren to head down to bishan for a walk. We went to Junction 8 to look for earphones &amp; ironically, we found a nike-earphones.went for a short walk around it &amp;amp; went back to sembawang to sit at KFC bcoz Junction 8 KFC is packed. I'm having a headache.Migraine maybe. Fidy's online &amp; chat up with her for a shortwhile.she finally got her blog &amp;amp; i've added her.i dunno how is she doin but she says she's doin great so that a good sign. About Emy, nuthin heard from her eversince the meet-up at Plaza Singapura. She's way ahead pursuing her career. Ms. eliana is totally busy with her projects.Now is the time where everyone is busy with each &amp; everyone own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1449516190040143645?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1449516190040143645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1449516190040143645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1449516190040143645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1449516190040143645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/bored-time-of-your-life.html' title='bored time of your life'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5686018849319145182</id><published>2007-07-26T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another you</title><content type='html'>I'm currently listening to the song title Another You. Dat explains the post title.. Life has been doing fine. Not bad,quite strong. Although it may not seems to be a great mth, hopefully nt mth will be. Things goin pretty slow from wat i can see. I dun seems to be interested in anithing at present moment. Just pacifying myself now. When i'm able to buy a house, i'll try to make my dad lives with me. Currently, i'm looking for area to improve my carer prospect. I've got my pay for this month but it will be emptied out soon for uses.. Money realli makes the world goes round huh?  People even fight for money.. isnt dat bad? let make the post short &amp; simple. aniwae this blog is like for my own reference.. who wud read it aniwae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gudnite to whoever dat reads it.*hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5686018849319145182?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5686018849319145182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5686018849319145182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5686018849319145182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5686018849319145182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-you.html' title='another you'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-622104141593278872</id><published>2007-07-19T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick short post!</title><content type='html'>ok i shall make a quick note since my lappy reads 30mins remaining time &amp; im just lazy to plug-in the cords. so yah. i had my long holidays, haha. getting to know my new neighbourhood.walking around the roof garden-walking to SunPlaza etc.. I just cant believe that Aliff Aziz won Anugerah just den. i was realli hoping for Maiya or at least Roslan. Well thru-out the show, thers sumone special who is my all-time favourite. Its gotta be Syafinaz! Long-long ago, i get to know sumone by the name of Rin. She stay a few blocks away from my old house in simei &amp;amp; she resemblance syafinaz. So went i saw Syafinaz, i wud recall Rin. Fin - Rin, anithin close? haha. Im also kind of addicted to Violet crumble Chocolates lately! Yum-yum. I'm gona head down to Vivocity to start working back again. To be super frank, im searching for a new challenge. To Emy, enjoy life, i knew u r enjoying now. To Ms.eliana, Burfdae coming in waves huh! hehe. suka kau eh! To Fid, brace urself,keep it 2gether &amp; stay happy! &amp;amp; to all Friends, stay Happy while it still last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-622104141593278872?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/622104141593278872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=622104141593278872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/622104141593278872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/622104141593278872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-short-post.html' title='quick short post!'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-8745023808211851401</id><published>2007-07-16T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A start of every beginning.</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, i went home &amp; all my siblings is around for a gathering. that night is gonna be the last time for a gathering like dat in that house in simei. i have been staying ther way back before i enlisted for national service till now. the house holds both of my sister weddings, my  late grandmother's departure. as night falls, we went for supper at changi village. i stay up for quite abit to go on the net to chat wif frens &amp; went to sleep after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaken in the morning by the presence of the movers. slowly all the stuffs in the house are being taken away to be sent to respective places. my parents wud be staying in bedok south, my sis staying with her in-laws &amp; me,staying with my elder sis. that day, is the last staying with all of them under one roof. its a very awkward feeling separating but at times, sumthing are beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the brightside of it, im grateful to my elder sis &amp; my bro-in-law for taking me in. so now, i need to be more discipline &amp;amp; put my best behaviour staying at ppl home. im typing my blogpost now on the bed in my room in sembawang. i shall end my post for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss a lot of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-8745023808211851401?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/8745023808211851401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=8745023808211851401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/8745023808211851401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/8745023808211851401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/start-of-every-beginning.html' title='A start of every beginning.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-7657512780694027440</id><published>2007-07-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falling apart</title><content type='html'>well. i find that im actualli a complicated soul.. i keep stressing on myself. *sigh* im at lost alot of times. i break down lot of times too. I wonder if ani1 bother bout it. i dunno who i can talk to, run to. All i can do is to run away from it. till wen, i dunno myself. thanks to bridgette, my store mgr. She helped me alot in consoling me endlessly. Everytime i feel like i've failed her time &amp; again. I worried bout my work. I dun seems to understand wher it going to leads me to. having much responsibility, tasks. Sandwiched between the higher management &amp;amp; staff.&lt;br /&gt;sleepless nights,deepest thoughts,who'll understand, i dunno. i guess sleep thru it is better. looks like i gotta run from it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i met sally &amp; wan yesterday nite. bestfrens ever. dey are the ones who cheers me up wen im down. just dat not everyone are there for u everytime. every ppl needs time of their own. i had a good laugh with them as my worries, my problems drift away. i know the problems will come back somehow. let it come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now. i nid my sleep. gudnite ppl. i love eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-7657512780694027440?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/7657512780694027440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=7657512780694027440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7657512780694027440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7657512780694027440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/falling-apart.html' title='falling apart'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-483705935321523040</id><published>2007-07-12T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick review</title><content type='html'>hi ppl, let juz haf a quick recap of wat happening around aite. 1st of all, Roger Federer won the Wimbledon Open again.*sigh* muz it always him.. i was hoping for Nadal thou. haha aniwae both are nike sponsored athletes. Tennis, Naodia's favourite.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emy got lost on her flight i guess like the Tom Hanks movie,Terminal, isit?.that explains her dissapearance.aniwae, hope she is fine. Ms. eliana is feeling down over the burfdae chalet issue. Hope it wud be resolved soon. Dun be sad aite.. &amp; Fid, dun think so much okay? you'll be home soon enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me... next address, Spring Lodge,Sembawang Dr. I will have to get use to staying in the North. Most things are all packed to different locations.. Bedok South,Canberra  &amp; Sembawang Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the quick re-cap of things happening... see u around again ppl.nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-483705935321523040?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/483705935321523040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=483705935321523040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/483705935321523040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/483705935321523040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-review.html' title='quick review'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5001900686441884627</id><published>2007-07-10T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>well things gone pretty slow &amp; boring.. with much chaos at home as we are moving out. sleeping by all the cartons of boxs which will be moved on sunday &amp;amp; after that simei will be a memories.. i simply got to get myself used to sembawang. not bad quite strong.hehe. working is getting a little complicated with the different workload &amp; demands. haizz..if i had known earlier, i wud have studied porperly.. haha. aniwae, just got to live life thru it.. let see wat upcoming event.. hmm... national day? ahaks.. still a lil faraway in aug. oh ya! Ms. eliana burfdae on 2 aug! growing older huh bestfren! emy busy with her own things i supposed. she has always been busy.. i shall stay low &amp;amp; get busy with my own things.. dats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5001900686441884627?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5001900686441884627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5001900686441884627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5001900686441884627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5001900686441884627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-2803774267955030861</id><published>2007-07-07T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging early in the morning</title><content type='html'>finally, i found some little time to blog. well, besides busy juggling my werk stuff, im also busy preparing to out from my home in simei. yes u r right, im moving out. next destination, sembawang. althou both places starts with "S", dey are super far apart. staying wif my elder sis.. god knows how it will turn out.. haha i may need to change the timing to go werk. haiz.. i shall write a post again soon. haha soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ashkidd-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-2803774267955030861?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2803774267955030861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=2803774267955030861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2803774267955030861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/2803774267955030861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogging-early-in-morning.html' title='blogging early in the morning'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-7174755034483776655</id><published>2007-07-05T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site!</title><content type='html'>Well if there's ppl who read the post, some will notice that some post is from my friendster post &amp; my old blogsite post. all this serves as a memories which cant be forgotten. At last, im finally setting foot on blogspot.i know i aint realli got time to update at times, but for sure will, i will try to updates as &amp;amp; when i can. the old blogsite will be tear down soon. with that note. Unleash to the New life wif all the memories as a tools to the future. stay tuned for frequent updates. see eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ashfie-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-7174755034483776655?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/7174755034483776655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=7174755034483776655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7174755034483776655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7174755034483776655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-site.html' title='New Site!'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-3210609834479624356</id><published>2007-07-05T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nike Tradeshow Spring '08</title><content type='html'>i thought the "deal or no deal" was great.. to think that i rush home to watch it. end up, the guy aint got luck i guess.hehe. mayb i shud join! guess wat ppl!! i went to Nike Spring 2008 tradeshow! well its sumthing like fashionshow wher u haf models whom catwalk on the runway. the event was held at Swissotel Merchant Court near Central,the new shopping hub near Clarke Quay. u wanna make a guess wats the door gifts? as each &amp; everyone got sumthing different for the door gifts,i got a pair of Dunk Low &amp;amp; a Singapore Tee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovGRJjj8GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8R4IInonihQ/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083374602342887522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovGRJjj8GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8R4IInonihQ/s200/P1010076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show went on in a breeze.Meet up with alot of other retail partners. I sat beside Naodia &amp; we are so like a couples.hahaha.well she's nice person fyi. After the show, the lunch reception was great.Mouth-watering.Need not say further.We head back to Vivo bcoz its Bridgette BurfDaE!! Yippee. We got her a cake.Wahh.. today is the day wher i ate alot of good food which u cant get to eat everyday.hehe.i shall leave u ppl to take the snaps for today. the tradeshow @ swissotel merchant court &amp;amp; bridgette burfdae @ vivo. See u ppl!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. before i 4get. Aisyah came to my store to look for me. we talk alot.bout the past,the present &amp; future.. until she got to go back to werk.&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks! enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovG85jj8HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BdASiuqKRk4/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovG85jj8HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BdASiuqKRk4/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083375353962164338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovG85jj8HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BdASiuqKRk4/s200/P1010058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovG85jj8HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BdASiuqKRk4/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovG85jj8HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BdASiuqKRk4/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasbir,Salinah,Bridgette &amp; me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovIJZjj8II/AAAAAAAAAAk/q1nBhF0FiCU/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083376668222156930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovIJZjj8II/AAAAAAAAAAk/q1nBhF0FiCU/s200/P1010059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naodia,Jasbir,Salinah,Me &amp; Ms.Bridgette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well too many names to mentions.. Here's all the Captain of the Store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovIJ5jj8JI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kg9b4_dF-T8/s1600-h/group+photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083376676812091538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovIJ5jj8JI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kg9b4_dF-T8/s200/group+photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly pictures taken at the fitting room alley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083379060518940834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovKUpjj8KI/AAAAAAAAAA0/E0W_rXmrdU4/s200/P1010072.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cake for Ms. Bridgette baked specially at F(r)ensh,our neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gudnite ppl!&lt;br /&gt;-spain2dream-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-3210609834479624356?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3210609834479624356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=3210609834479624356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3210609834479624356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/3210609834479624356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/nike-tradeshow-spring-08.html' title='Nike Tradeshow Spring &apos;08'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovGRJjj8GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8R4IInonihQ/s72-c/P1010076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-7264874128670571886</id><published>2007-07-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 17 June 2007 - presenting irwan &amp; sally.</title><content type='html'>my 2 bestfren whom i highly look up to them are married now. i realli enjoyed &amp; thank allah's blessing to have them as a fren in life. they are the 1 who see me laugh &amp;amp; the one who see me cry. being ther for me. they filled my life by helping me goin thru this pain i encountered in the world. now im crying thinking wat a great fren they are. i realli dunno wat life for me without them.. wan, sally. thnks for the friendship. selamat pengantin baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovE7Jjj8FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DhnNIA5_CwM/s1600-h/P1010055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083373124874137682" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="115" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovE7Jjj8FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DhnNIA5_CwM/s200/P1010055.JPG" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the back : Ridzuan,Me,Nana &amp; Zul.&lt;br /&gt;at the front : my dearest fren! irwan &amp;amp; sally!&lt;br /&gt;to all my frens, i love u all loads.. u all r always in my heart. to those who left,u r nvr forgotten.. i luv u too &amp;amp; im waiting for your return..&lt;br /&gt;regards,&lt;br /&gt;-spain2dream-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-7264874128670571886?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/7264874128670571886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=7264874128670571886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7264874128670571886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/7264874128670571886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-17-june-2007-presenting-irwan.html' title='Sunday 17 June 2007 - presenting irwan &amp; sally.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KfPZI0JsjFI/RovE7Jjj8FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DhnNIA5_CwM/s72-c/P1010055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-6961247316031911159</id><published>2007-07-04T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story of him &amp; her.</title><content type='html'>if memory serves as a purpose, years ago, a guy got to know a girl thru friendster.. the girl were actualli the guy's junior batch back in school days[secondary]. but at that time, they didnt knew each other.. dey bcame frens in frenster &amp; were exchanging msg. after sometime, dey were exchanging contacts. small,short talks at times.&lt;br /&gt;One point of time, the guy msg the girl &amp;amp; her mum called the guy instead saying that the girl got admitted.the guy was in-camp at that point of time henceforth he's unable to visit the girl.. the girl sumhow went in silence for sometime &amp; the guy thought probably because he didnt visit her,maybe she thinks the guys dun cared bout her.. however the guy still wants to keep in touch wif the girl thou.. after months, the guy tried to contact the girl &amp;amp; they were back again as friends like before.. however the girl doesnt seems to recall the friendship that she ever had wif the guy.. dey were back again as frens.. msg, talked on the fone.. the guy have all the time for the girl however the girl are busy wif things.. tied wif schools &amp; other stuffs.. when the girl feels like replying/answering she wud, when she dun,silence thru-out.. soon the excitement of a frenship fades away slowly..&lt;br /&gt;the guy treasure the friendship so much dat he believes patience is everything. the guy updated about the girl thru her frenster &amp;amp; her blogs.. den one point of time, the girl was attached. the guy do felt injustice but he's contented enuf to know that the girl are being happy,being cared for.. what matters is the girls happiness..&lt;br /&gt;months after months, he keeps on doing what he does everytime, updating about the girl by luking over her profile on frenster for updates &amp; her blogs too.. unexpectedly, the girl's rlationship didnt last &amp;amp; the guy showed up to give her support dat she may need.even if he were to become a rebound of the girl's previous love.her happiness is wat matters.. the guy were there for the girl as a shoulder to cry on, to support her &amp; get her up on her feet after the fall dat she encountered..they become gudfrens, meet up frequently. the guy was there most of the time for the girl. his free time is spared specially for the girl. even if he doesnt hav enuf sleep,tired becks on him etc.. he will do whatever neccesary for the girl. he do watever errand that the girl might nid to do. the girl's wish is his command. her happiness is wat matters.. the guy juz love to see the girl smiles &amp;amp; being happy bcoz he knows underneath the smile of the girl is a sadness of a girl with lots² of things dat nid to be done.its always about the girl. whatever dat dey does is always things bout the girl.. thru-out, thers squabbles,tiff &amp; small argument. as not to affect the ties dat dey hav, the guy always give in.. &amp;amp; the girl got bolder thru times, knowing dat the guy always give in. adapt from a saying " the hands dat feeds is the hands that got bitten." the girl's happiness is wat matters to the guy.&lt;br /&gt;One rainy day. they got into a big argument. as always the guy wud give in at the end. instead of the situation to be fine, the guy got step on the head, arrogance got into the girl's mind &amp; soonafter the girl went off,out of the guy's life.. without a word.. the girl no longer update her blog &amp;amp; hardly update her frenster.but the guy do watever he cn to update himself about the girl..&lt;br /&gt;after months.. the guy tried contacting the girl, things go on fine. soon,dey meet up again.the guy showered the girl lots of care &amp; concern like always. the girl sumhow told the guy on wat she notice.. the forever care &amp;amp; concern bout her from the guy thru the time &amp; she beginning to opens up to the guy. dey went a step closer towards a rlationship. but it didnt last forever.. the guy made a big,grave mistake out of his stupidity..despite of taking the responsibility,the girl do not budge. the guy tried to redeem himself for the mistake that he done to her but it fells on deaf ear.the girl gives the guy no room for discussions.. in the girl's point of view, the guy brings burden to the girl. the girl got so mad till she made a promise that she wudnt contact the guy forever.. the guy got realli sad about it.  the guy tried to contact the girl but were in despair. the girl doesnt seems to give the guy a chance at all &amp; the guy will still wait upon the girl..&lt;br /&gt;tis is the story of him &amp;amp; her.no one knew yet wats the ending to it as the guy still believe patience is everything.his life seems complete when with the girl. they went thru alot.. all the gud times &amp; the bad times..does times is something that will forever remain in the guy minds as long he still standing.&lt;br /&gt;tis is the story of him &amp;amp; her.. from END 2004 till now.[at the time the post were published]&lt;br /&gt;Forever Love.&lt;br /&gt;by,&lt;br /&gt;-irman zaini-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-6961247316031911159?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/6961247316031911159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=6961247316031911159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6961247316031911159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6961247316031911159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/story-of-him-her.html' title='story of him &amp; her.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-1497310323328831652</id><published>2007-07-04T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purest love of all</title><content type='html'>We always go 4 d best things in life.Everything..even our partner.why are we never felt contented,thankful to what we have? What if 1 day we found out dat the person we left,we ditched is the person dat hav gave us d purest love of all? Wud it be too late to regret? What are really dat u wish for,u hope for in sumone dat u called life-partner.. thnks to those who take things for granted. bless u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-1497310323328831652?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1497310323328831652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=1497310323328831652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1497310323328831652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/1497310323328831652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/purest-love-of-all.html' title='Purest love of all'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-6365804900031427541</id><published>2007-07-04T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad Sunday</title><content type='html'>My sunday doesnt seems well for me.Nt in d best moods nw.im hvin a mixture of feelings in me nw.heading hm straight.i must make myself wake up from ani dreams dat i mayb in rite nw.playing wif our emotions is the trickiest thing ppl cn do to us.if i were to bleed deep inside,wud u ever know? This is wat irman hv been thru,being hurt &amp; more hurt by surroundings &amp;amp; dey dun even care if dey hurt u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-6365804900031427541?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/6365804900031427541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=6365804900031427541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6365804900031427541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/6365804900031427541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-bad-sunday.html' title='My Bad Sunday'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-8107925806201116267</id><published>2007-07-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerls,gerls &amp; more bout gerls..</title><content type='html'>Well irman is quite confused bout gerls..dey make irman happy,cry,laugh,sad,go crazy etc..Well.I've always heard of gerls gt cheated by guys,but irman got dumped,fooled &amp; cheated too, despite luvin dem whole-heartedly. So am i being stupid &amp;amp; dumb 4 being too kind 2 gerls? I dun hv d heart to cheat dem,but i gt cheated instead.thnks to those who hv done dat to me.i blif in retribution,nt revenge..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-8107925806201116267?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/8107925806201116267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=8107925806201116267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/8107925806201116267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/8107925806201116267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/gerlsgerls-more-bout-gerls.html' title='Gerls,gerls &amp; more bout gerls..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-380588675575798972</id><published>2007-07-04T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Nite Fever!</title><content type='html'>Its saturday nite &amp; im at hm watching tv! I used 2 go clubs wif my male frens b4 but i hv stop 4 a mth nw. Had a great day at werk today,managed 2 work hand-in-hand wif my collegue 2 hit our daily sales target! Oh ya! I hv done my outlet proud &amp;amp; being d top by serving a mystery shopper during d 1st half of August..Yippie! Stay tuned coz my next blog is bout personal affairs on me.. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-380588675575798972?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/380588675575798972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=380588675575798972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/380588675575798972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/380588675575798972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturday-nite-fever.html' title='Saturday Nite Fever!'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-5063972142265379204</id><published>2007-07-04T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having my break-time in d storeroom.</title><content type='html'>Im having my break-time nw.sittin quietly inside d storeroom bcoz i hate d crowds on weekends..i hv gt a testi from a new fren in frenster,she says dat im cute.. Hmm.. Cute meh me?? Well i hope cute is nt all dat ppl can find in me.. Im missing emy.. been quite 4 a few days.god knows wat she been doing.haizz.. Nt even a msg of concern.. I wanted 2 msg,2 call but im afraid i end up irritating her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-5063972142265379204?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5063972142265379204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=5063972142265379204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5063972142265379204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/5063972142265379204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/having-my-break-time-in-d-storeroom.html' title='Having my break-time in d storeroom.'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483958886533214883.post-9024955420863579530</id><published>2007-07-04T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:45:30.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early in d Morning..</title><content type='html'>I was disturbed of my baby sleep.. many thanks to the cutting grass guys downstairs.Its saturday &amp; i'm off to werk soon.I do like werkin on Sat althou i might miss some fun wif anyone.but i prefer goin out on sundays! Going down to suntec,bugis or parkway for a walk is great! dats my hobby;wandering alone.Wandering in Orchard is no-no on sundays!haha.well going to libraries,borders or kinokuniya on your free days is great too..i'm werkin morning 2moro,so wher wud i b goin??hmm..actually irman leads quite a boring life.. apart from werk,home,practically thers nuthing else im involved myself in.at times i wud b goin out wif her.but at times..provided she wud wants to meet me.if she doesnt she wud b as silent as always.even if i send a msg,thers no possibility of replying.i'm getting pretty confused of the situation..AArghh.dats all i wud say for 2day..bubbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1483958886533214883-9024955420863579530?l=untold-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/9024955420863579530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1483958886533214883&amp;postID=9024955420863579530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/9024955420863579530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1483958886533214883/posts/default/9024955420863579530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untold-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/early-in-d-morning.html' title='Early in d Morning..'/><author><name>ashkidd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02890628460380269644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
