<?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-8472754169803453555</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:36:33.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChocolateCoffee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-2163913123361690348</id><published>2011-11-18T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T10:47:19.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart all my life</title><content type='html'>Gonna up-date my blog and start my new life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-2163913123361690348?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2163913123361690348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=2163913123361690348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/2163913123361690348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/2163913123361690348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2011/11/restart-all-my-life.html' title='Restart all my life'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-1369034790768955806</id><published>2010-08-12T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:44:31.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex down the roqd</title><content type='html'>19th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• the time almost 4am I still thinking of thing that make me very regret.. That meant i wait for the moment I can married Alby.. I alway thinking she will walk with me in the road of happiness.. But I don't think we can make it now.. Because she really totally gives up on me.. She even lie to me that I do such a brave matter that i let her talk to Qiu Yun.. She say if I let her talk to Qiu Yun we will get back again  but she lied.. I don't blame her.. She don't have the heart on me already and I knew it yet I can even feel it too but I just act like she still have me in her heart. I lie to myself that she alway love me and just test on me.. At least I have happy memory with her.. When I miss her I will start to think of our happy side den sadness. Just make me smile when I close my eyes and listen to my heart beat I know that feeling is priceless.. A moment like this... Alby I really miss you deeply in my heart.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• Last night Alby msg me again.. I have a feeling that giving up all my life.. She just drive me crazy.. I love her just like a dramatic.. You tell me now who I wanna be with, my answer is Alby and nobody can replace her now is like the past how I love joyce.. Anyway I have to make a choose right now.. I should say who I also don wanna be with.. Just hope and pray for the new job smooth.. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•meet Alby for dinner at cine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• meet Alby again, eating kopitiam with her and we share. I really happy eating with her Aldo we not together. Cause next month There not many chances.. Cause I'll be busy training as a dealer.. Actually I sending her home, but she wanna chat with me.. After I went to buy drink.. She chat to the bastard and I was sitting at the side doing nothing and I wrote my "unhappy things" at the iPhone notes.. I was so unhappy and I can't do anything.. Cause I'm nothing in her heart.. That only can be stupid stupid sitting here wait for her to finish chatting with the bastard.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• the day I very happy because I back with Alby teo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• frankly speaking, I don't really know Alby serious with me this time.. I'm scared that she go find that basturd again.. I call her but she don want reply maybe she is busy or something. I trust her 100percent for sure.. But she trust me 100percent for sure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• today my mood is normal. I don't know why will like this? Alby tell me that thank me and she are sorry.. What those meant about! Is it thank me for standing there for her we she need me? Sorry that she cannot be with me and no time for me and she want to be alone? That make me so blur and suffer.. That why I don't wanna think much.. Telling myself that she are not with me.. She not my gf den I won't think so much.. Now is like we are friends that very very close that what she let me feel.. Afterall it take.. I just treat we are friend that all.. Nothing much we can be or do.. When she need me den I go find her if she don need me I don't bother her so much only make myself hard.. I want to work earn money and that all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• as I say 28th July notes, she at last told me that she want to be my best friends. I knew it, cause I can fucking feel the way she doing.. Fuck up.. Shit and damn it.. I hate that.. Overall I won't be friends with her.. Ccb.. I have euft. Really euft of her full of shit to me.. Knn.. I will change my fucking number if I can.. Damn damn damn it to the max! Shit Qiu Yun too.. FUCK FUCK FUCK.. $&amp;@#%^*+=&lt;&gt;€£¥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•Alby bf "william" call me not to disturb her anymore. I'm innocent with proven guilty.. Until the evidence is true.. I swear I hate this named William.. Damn it.. Need to ask her bf to call me to make me forget her.. I don think she going to be my friend. Just let go I think is a better way of life.. As I say to her. If I miss her I will close my and listen to the hert beat an I will dream of her.. I bless them with my heart.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• I met a friends name "LAN Wong"  is one of Tyson friends, he said to me 3word and make my day great.. He say, firstly it'll be painful after all when it broken off, 2nd you will still miss it and still have to move on 3th is after few year I look and think what I had done before I will just laugh of it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Aug 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• after I was at farm mart and many ppl around. That is fun.. Atfer that we when to cdan for ktv with master and hongJing they all.. After that Alby called me and ask me to go her house help her dad shave hair.. When I saw her dad smile when he see me I was so regret.. Regret why I never 好好 treat Alby. Why I'll say this because i know her family likes me alot alot.. Is like asking me how I'm now doing what right now.. Anyway I likes her family too Aldo her mum abit what lah but overall still ok.. That part of the reason I like Alby so much.. After cutting hair I when downstair have a chat with Alby.. I still trying to win her heart back.. I don't hope much at least I try.. And we hug too.. The hug is priceless that I can say.. The feeling is great! &lt;br /&gt;(happy) : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Aug 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• today i drove a 14feet lorry is not easy.. I help up hong Jing to buy some wood.. So a little happy about it.. Another side wei  yang and asked me to go shanghai dolly.. Hahaah.. And we eat durain at farm mart.. Finish eating I went to Alby salon at shunji.. We have our dinner too at cine.. After that we head out to west coast park.. The place remind me lot of memory.. Haha.. We reach the park and we kiss! Happy.. I really hope I can win her back that all I wish for.. Hmmm.. Now on my way to shanghai dolly.. &lt;br /&gt;(happy) : P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Aug 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;at last I give up on Alby. But we still friends after all.. I already out of her heart now.. Let be friends.. I really happy being with you Aldo you save my life once.. But I do treasure you alot and the love for you.. No regret.. Hope you won't regret to let it go and choose to believe in him.. There alway have karma.. I already have mine.. You will getting soon Alby Teo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Aug 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•Being heartless you'll regret.. I hate telling lies but I have to.. If I don't lie, make myself hard. For making myself comfort I choice to lie for letting you hate me. Please forgive me.. Hope oneday you can understand why I'll lie to you! All the best... Frankly speaking, you save my life once for an accident, that why I can't let go of you and I don't mind that you treat me bad because you are someone that I need Aldo now I not important to you. Thank you and take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Aug 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•就算我 全身湿透透&lt;br /&gt;我也不再被谁 牵着鼻子走&lt;br /&gt;如果我 还握住拳头&lt;br /&gt;可能我怕我的梦飞走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而爱 并不如你想的万能&lt;br /&gt;不能让我们不再战争&lt;br /&gt;可是爱 连慈悲也没多慈悲&lt;br /&gt;谁爱越深越容易被牺牲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要吻我 只要抱着我&lt;br /&gt;不要爱我 做我的亲人&lt;br /&gt;把手借我 一天一分钟&lt;br /&gt;让我还敢做我的梦&lt;br /&gt;做我梦中伟大的微笑的英雄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Aug 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• flying to Vietnam at 7.25am.. Well, actually my mood is not very happy.. Cause I keep thinking of alby and him.. Seriously, I know we already cannot make it even we are back together.. Cause we only have lie between us and hate.. Alby don't trust me anymore and sure to me.. But she tell more lie den me and I knew it.. Why I say so.. Because when ever I call her at night she don't wanna reply me or pick up the phone till night. I already know it but why I so stupid and still be with her! I like her so much because she save my life once.. If she never angry and ask me to go find her I think I already dead by an accident.. Nobody know why I like her so much and even she treated me how bad to worst I'll still be loving her with my life and for my own reason.. Update tomorrow.. Don know what will happen to me tomorrow and how's my mood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-1369034790768955806?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1369034790768955806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=1369034790768955806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1369034790768955806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1369034790768955806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2010/08/alex-down-roqd.html' title='Alex down the roqd'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-792292724364519876</id><published>2010-08-12T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:43:15.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-792292724364519876?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/792292724364519876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=792292724364519876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/792292724364519876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/792292724364519876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-post.html' title='New post'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-7551058229388819814</id><published>2010-07-18T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T22:44:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with my old friends Jaclyn Tan</title><content type='html'>13th July 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• it haven been 3 year i haven Seen Jaclyn Tan yet she go to Aus for her studies.. I ask a meet up for a dinner with her and bring her to eat Chinese dishes, like soya chicken rice, roasted duck and Cha shew.. Happy eating with her..  We do lot of chatting, chat about ably, my job and even my life.. The way we talk like blind dating. Hahaha.. I do treasure the moment having dinner with Jaclyn Tan even as a friend I already happy.. So, after the dinner we actually heading to have a cake but we so full that we forget and I keep my promise to buy her the "rocky road chocolate" and I did it, her smile from her face make me happy. I like the ways ppl smile with their real heart. But I know she are happy and feel the warm from me.  And it is a must to be happy cause I tear the whole Singapore to find a chocolate can you believe it. Ahahaha. And god let me find it.. : D.. And we head to have a coffee at cine "old town cafe" I asked her when/which best nor warm and memory coffee she had. She told me in Aus.. It was 7degree cold and go into a best coffee cafe and have a hot brew coffee. it was the best coffee in Aus.. When first slip from her mouth she feel the warmest moment and happiness! After all I tell her mine, what is my best coffee ever.. I told her " the best coffee for me is at Brunei middle of the jungle that my hand is broken and keep raining for the 2nd night. We are at the mountain top, it was raining and the degree is around 12.. My section mate brew a hot coffee under a groundsheet and it was the last pack 3 in 1 coffee.. Their able to make it hot by their bear hand and nothing to support and burn their hand so  they give me the first slip and I drop my tear and they hugged me and say.. We are brother, we suffer together and we enjoy together.. I told Jaclyn that was my best and memory coffee nothing can be better den that. After the coffee section we heading back on our way.. She went to hospital to accompany her dad and I went to my friends birthday party.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-7551058229388819814?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7551058229388819814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=7551058229388819814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7551058229388819814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7551058229388819814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2010/07/dinner-with-my-old-friends-jaclyn-tan.html' title='Dinner with my old friends Jaclyn Tan'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-5193576538985648178</id><published>2010-06-28T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:11:29.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/TCjeNpRDHbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Cx2UG4xFINE/s1600/IMG_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487880471947976114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/TCjeNpRDHbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Cx2UG4xFINE/s200/IMG_0543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There comes a time in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you have to let go of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the pointless drama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; the people who create it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; surround yourself with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people who make&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you laugh so hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that you forget the bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; focus solely on the good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afterall,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is too short to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anything but happy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sad because i cannot forget those happy time together with you. you said never leave me again but at last you still leave me alone every single day &amp;amp; night.. the feeling is really kill me since the day you say you need time alone.. i know you'r not and being with someone esle. do you know i reather being stupid den smart? i being stupid because i feel better.. i know it just a lie yet that is the fact and i don't want to face the fact.. while i was working, i keep thinking of you. i asking myself that how are you being, what are you doing, are you alone, you must be needed me... but that all not the fact/truth.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now i'm asking you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;How are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;do you take care of yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;are you being happy now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;will you remember me afterall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;do you need me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will reply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you're asking if i need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ANSWER IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if  you're asking if i'll leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ANSWER IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you're asking what i value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ANSWER IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you're asking if i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE ANSWER IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;''I DO."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-5193576538985648178?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5193576538985648178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=5193576538985648178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5193576538985648178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5193576538985648178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-sad.html' title='i&apos;m sad'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/TCjeNpRDHbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Cx2UG4xFINE/s72-c/IMG_0543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-7053077195014525086</id><published>2010-06-26T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T08:33:18.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm permanent</title><content type='html'>I want to be permanent...i try very hard to win her heart.. But every time when I MSG her or call her she just don't pick up or never reply me.. I was asking&lt;br /&gt;why should I do all this for? Sometime I reply to myself, i know what I doing, I want her being with me.. I never in love for so serious! I cannot answer why. Cause love a person have no reason even how bad she treat me and I don't even mind. Ppl will said that I'm stupid for being with her. If you in my shoe u will be like me too. I saw a friends fb. The post wrote, lovely someone not being together.. Lovely someone can use other way too.. But do you guy know! How will you think that ur love one Is be with other.. The feeling is suck.. I feel so useless.. Hai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-7053077195014525086?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7053077195014525086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=7053077195014525086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7053077195014525086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7053077195014525086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-permanent.html' title='I&apos;m permanent'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-4653749994376211844</id><published>2010-06-25T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T02:50:05.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about my unhappy things</title><content type='html'>Unhappy things&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th April 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• I wanted to know how come ppl will have reds eye when ppl done their very best. Once, my friend told me being urself and don't care about other.. But is hard! Cause everybody have diff way of thinking. Their don't look like me. I'm mankind but ppl don't.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th May 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• Frankly speaking, why am I angry for such an idiot?? 1st is my manager who are stupid! Alway say but don't move his ass, don't listen to other and move on. You'll always "i used to word alway" stick at the same level of management skill if you don't listen to another and do as u like or when as u wants, it won't gonna make it to slove a Simple matter yet you still manage to avoid the matter of time? Please up-grating ur mind and manage skill.. 2nd is my assistant who alway been so stubborn. Who you really think You are? Trying to prove what you can yet u don't have a simple basic discipline? Holy crap! "Tidiness" is a basic in life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th May 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•I was stupid being a bastard.. Untill now still don't know what I want for! I was stress with myself!!!! I need people to talk to.. It had been a week I'm thinking of... Why should I being so selfish!!! Life is to be happy right? I'm not happy at all... My work is stressful and many problem and yet it hard to slove... My lifestyle is just getting boring and bored! I'm always so useless whatever I do. Know how to talk but no action taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•A good thing it won't treasure untill you know is gone! I moves wrong chess.. I was playing mind game, someone told me that I'm the one who control all the game i start.. Now I understand why I will turn out like this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•Being together bring happiness but breaking up is just like the world is ending! Loving in deep is to be happy,  breaking up is hard to let it go! As I saw a friend fb post, if the Ice-cream is melt and place back to the freezer for forming back hard again but will never be The same shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•alby told me that she don find myself useful to her, she don't like me anymore. She told me I'm 23 year old and don't know how to think about furture. She also say to me a guy that she know only 21 and he perfect den me for everything. She just comparing me n him. She just simply fall in love with that guy.. So what I going to do next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ &lt;br /&gt;•I really find myself useless.. I'm wrong for who I think I'm. Always play mind game! I dont know what I really what. I alway walk a path that I think is simple. Don't treasure things around me. Like to talk big but nothing done! Money/caree really is important? I can say caree is important.. All is about number/$$$  make the world mess! What's love is all about? Show care, believe/trust, suprise, happiness, alway be the lucky one? ALL IS BULL SHIT. Is the heart that never change for both another! "Suffering make them sick" is just a test of the relationship! "Leave me alone" is a reason because he/she want to be with other! When saying "break up" please think of "can we be together and I promise this and that when u wanna start a relationship". Say out each other "unhappy" not to "complain" is to build up relationship strong! That all bull shit!!!! When u said "I love you" oneday will turn "I leave you"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•Alby Teo...   E-mail &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use to give me all the time in the first place. I did treasure every since we are together. You said I don't care about u when u need me? I did.. Once you got no job after the dental. I did care for you and I alway there for you. As same goes to the telemarketing job. I fetch you home too. Whenever you want to meet me, I alway put u in my mind first. I rejected all my friends my camp buddy and I fly over for you.. I really don't mean to make you angry. I shout at you in orchard I know is my fault. Cause we don't really known each another. After that I never shout at u ever. I scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back together I already show u all my time, love n care. I did it to show you but you still don't believe me since I hurt u deeply. I know it hard for you to believe me again. But I really  changed for you long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did think for my further. I save up my money, I give my parents money.. I know they are old now it time for me to earn money for them and I don wish they are working.. I work hard in salon too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always think that I'm childish. I love you so that I will become like this. Alway want to stay with you because you are good to me and I know it. I know what I want now. U spent so much time in the past. Same as I do now! I give you all my time but u don't wanna give those chance to me to prove you. I try very hard and I never say i'm tired or suffer in my heart and I willing to do so. Just for you, I treasure in my heart that why I cannot lose you.. I really really know what I'm doing and thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alby, I really need more attention from you alway. So I become so Ming Gan. Really hope you will think for my good n not at my bad! I just want to spent my time with you. Please come back to me... I really really need you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your beloved &lt;br /&gt;Alex zhang wei Wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• Well, i understand how Alby felt. What she want to is be happy with me get more attention from me or even show her care, dote her and lovely her. She alway want me to quit somking and I know all non-somking thinking, just for my health. She wanted me to understand for further! Save money, treating our parents well and let them enjoy, care about health and most important is to grow up and think about what I really want and need to be success, not because of talk and without proving/show! I hurt her so many time, (scolding her in town, being childish, alway make her angry, scold her till she are totally don't have a heart belong to me and she are tired being with me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 23year old now, i cannot think for what I want in further. I need to buck up now! If not will be late for me! Yet Alby look down at me for a 21year old Malaysia guy ( he is prefect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      |7|.      Fuck you &lt;br /&gt;                      |^|&lt;br /&gt;              [^][^]|   |[^][^]&lt;br /&gt;             (__________)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, 20 June 2010. I must learn to move on for being like a man.. I have a wishes toward my dream. I need to be a successful person with no worried about money, give my family happiness and enjoy, beware of my health, think far and be positive, for a better further wellness, my own family and my goal of success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;•I'm in camp now and the time really kill me when I start think of you Alby.. I have to face the fact that u don like me.. I must move on. It really hurting me and the time slow make me remind of you.. When I was out in the field, when I walk or lying down you alway remember of you.. I was no mood doing well in everything.. I learn some stuff here. (one man meat to others is poison) mean one will like other will hate it.. That mean I really have to move on and forget you.. Once I stop connect with you I will forget. Connect with you just make me more suffering and think more.. Leave it or take it that is for sure but I alway take it because I really want you to walk with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;• it have been 5day I never seen Alby.. You know what! I was so sad during this 5day. I really miss her deeply. Everyday I was thinking of her. I don know why she can't understand how much my love for her.. It is hard or me to forget her because she alway light me up in my life. I'm happy being with her seriouly. But we just cannot click. Alby you are really I love the most! I miss you deeply..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-4653749994376211844?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/4653749994376211844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=4653749994376211844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/4653749994376211844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/4653749994376211844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-about-my-unhappy-things.html' title='All about my unhappy things'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-5951586369645622101</id><published>2009-03-19T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:26:28.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day ''MY DREAM COME TRUE''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOkt3jaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4P-RLZlAduc/s1600-h/Photo0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314916313741102498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOkt3jaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4P-RLZlAduc/s200/Photo0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Speaker Is Damn Small. only counter can be heard, yet the salon is big cant even listen to wat they are playing. sign**** but is a good things also... cos more relax where people doing they hair.. Jason Mraz every song is jusk kinda relax and chill around.. everyday are playing his song man... feel happy, more relax and make me bring smile along my working hours... so try to play his song when you are stress or somethings.. believe me, the song make you happy.. hahahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOhIyKEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uZxGYEaQ5Fo/s1600-h/jean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314916312780253250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOhIyKEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uZxGYEaQ5Fo/s200/jean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOl4p16I/AAAAAAAAAJg/G4tdN7-LGJE/s1600-h/alivn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314916314054776738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOl4p16I/AAAAAAAAAJg/G4tdN7-LGJE/s200/alivn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOXZR3eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_0CFgfsiTVc/s1600-h/Photo0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314916310165085666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOXZR3eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_0CFgfsiTVc/s200/Photo0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alvin the small little cheerful boy! at last quit the job and join the army. hope he can find his path.. good luck dude! HAHAHHA.. NOW YOU ARE A F**KING REC!!!!! BOTAK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;By the way,  MY DREAM COME TRUE..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NOW i can say out loud for one thing, No matter how young or old are you! believe in yourself, don give up easily and never say die! do something proud to yourself and let everyone believe in you and you will sucess oneday!  cos i believe myself i can make it and help my company to earn money! i don care what people saying about me, cos i know many people behind me are supporting me too! i wont give up if i fall! cos i still young and need more to learn! i hope i wont fall! lol... so alway remember don give up! oneday can be sucessful person! proud of yourself what u have and what you were! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-5951586369645622101?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5951586369645622101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=5951586369645622101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5951586369645622101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5951586369645622101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2009/03/speaker-is-damn-small.html' title='The Day &apos;&apos;MY DREAM COME TRUE&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/ScJgOkt3jaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4P-RLZlAduc/s72-c/Photo0470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-5081124670671497650</id><published>2009-02-03T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:25:30.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6VCjr9SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TRYk0L3ihGA/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298619463483782434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6VCjr9SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TRYk0L3ihGA/s200/DSC00005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;New Year Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Choosing music that make us wont bored. Only west coast salon listen to punk rock. i just feel like i'm a rocker in salon not a hairdresser! nothing to do weill act as one. wahahha.. But ryan keep changing to chinese song.. boring man... but at last i changed back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Next.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6UyaqRII/AAAAAAAAAI4/tU8loFOUThA/s1600-h/DSC00910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298619459150955650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6UyaqRII/AAAAAAAAAI4/tU8loFOUThA/s200/DSC00910.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See!!! Ryan got those ''God-Father'' face.. wahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6UygqwyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nfgdkE3n-ug/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298619459176153890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6UygqwyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nfgdkE3n-ug/s200/DSC00006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Last but not list... our Alvin.. The brave Soldier who going to the army soon.. Anyway he's really a funny and straight forward boy. let me tell you how funny he is... he can do those stupid things that we never think of.. like asking ppl that.. '' you look like a pig and get away from now on'' and also like those ask me to '' Hey alex, i bet you don dare to take off you pant and run around... you no ball scared like a snail'' hahaha.. he really funny n dare! wahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-5081124670671497650?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5081124670671497650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=5081124670671497650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5081124670671497650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5081124670671497650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-new-year.html' title='After new year'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SYh6VCjr9SI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TRYk0L3ihGA/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-1139441579401892069</id><published>2009-01-23T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:28:58.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year Of Ox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524138639102658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SXntpwpQksI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WdJBi7vLjC4/s200/Cny1.jpg" /&gt; Age:2o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Looks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Cute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524136309465314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SXntpn91IOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dmXLQ0P94ac/s200/31year+old.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking Great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Man Right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SXntpD69iZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4KTRxha9_UI/s1600-h/retro+80%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524126633757074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SXntpD69iZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4KTRxha9_UI/s200/retro+80%27s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age:40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Looks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Vintage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing You guys a ''Happy OX's Year''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( Gong Xi Fa Cai )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-1139441579401892069?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1139441579401892069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=1139441579401892069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1139441579401892069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1139441579401892069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-of-ox.html' title='Year Of Ox'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SXntpwpQksI/AAAAAAAAAIo/WdJBi7vLjC4/s72-c/Cny1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-481495737898577680</id><published>2008-12-29T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:03:18.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>West Coast Plaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SVkeyvLOgLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Keyo9_aTYSU/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285289494701834418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SVkeyvLOgLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Keyo9_aTYSU/s200/Sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well Well Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nowday i felt very unreasonable, unbelieveable and uneasy. As i say ''unreasonable'', My manager keep changing rule and i cant agree what she set for. What say set it whenever we disagree she say that we say it but we never even say a single words from our mouth.. As in keep telling us that she are the ''ONE" who can be a top sale stylist and we must have to learn it for her ''AND YET'' she dont wanna asst to help her so that her target can get higher.. if i dont use asst my sale is just ''POP UP", however i still can hit as same as her.. what the big deal of show off infront of us yet she are a manager! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;From Good ------&gt; Bad , just like what i say ''unbelieveable'' our places already very quite, No Sale,No People or cant find money already! she just wanna follow what those ''HUB'' outlets are doing. As in the sale -+\ or *... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Let say, For Ex: if we intro a package about $3888 and share with asst. take away 12% for the tv fee. and Div into half with asst is around 1.5% we we get around $53.10 and target go into our sale is $1026.43.. We really get very little, she is madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Package &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;$3888 - 12% =$3421.44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;$3421.44 - 3% =$106.20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;$106.20 \ 2 = $53.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Target for sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;$3888 - 12% = $3421.44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;$3421.44 * 30% = $1026.43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THAT WHY I FEEL ''UNEASY''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Because of this kind of rule and i have to fight for it! Still got two more day i close my sale i have to fight for more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''Jia You''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-481495737898577680?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/481495737898577680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=481495737898577680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/481495737898577680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/481495737898577680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/west-coast-plaza.html' title='West Coast Plaza'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SVkeyvLOgLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Keyo9_aTYSU/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-7207655930092285682</id><published>2008-12-18T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:35:26.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jjjj</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hello everyone... Long time never update cause my computer spoil and just repair by one of my friends ''ting da'' he damn power in computer sia... Anyway must thank him for the FOC!!! hahaha.. so i can up-date my blog again... but one thing.. my photo are all gone.. damn it... by the way guy i change my number liao.. free can find me in msn n ask for it.. i now working in west coast plaza free can drop me a ''Hello'' to me!  go out liao up0date again.. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-7207655930092285682?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7207655930092285682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=7207655930092285682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7207655930092285682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7207655930092285682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/jjjj.html' title='jjjj'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-5568167014262873216</id><published>2008-11-03T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:15:00.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQ3tb1HCKlI/AAAAAAAAAII/tvUQb9Uf9Jw/s1600-h/SP_A0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264124601834809938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQ3tb1HCKlI/AAAAAAAAAII/tvUQb9Uf9Jw/s200/SP_A0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;... Today 3th of ''NOV'' is my brithday ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO I, ME AND MYSELF .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;......... ENJOY .........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-5568167014262873216?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/5568167014262873216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=5568167014262873216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5568167014262873216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/5568167014262873216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQ3tb1HCKlI/AAAAAAAAAII/tvUQb9Uf9Jw/s72-c/SP_A0521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-1774843391533699145</id><published>2008-10-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:51:51.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQdDFZ7972I/AAAAAAAAAH4/RA5lfeJT6ZA/s1600-h/Alex+mean+what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262248449746530146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQdDFZ7972I/AAAAAAAAAH4/RA5lfeJT6ZA/s200/Alex+mean+what.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Time Of My Life .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I’ve been waiting for my dreams To turn into something. I could believe in And looking for that Magic rainbow On the horizon. I couldn’t see it ,Until I let go Gave into love and watched all the bitterness burn. Now I’m coming alive Body and soul And feelin’ my world start to turn, And I’ll taste every moment And live it out loud I know this is the time, This is the time To be more than a name Or a face in the crowd I know this is the time, This is the time of my life. Time of my life Holding onto things that vanished Into the air. Left me in pieces But now I’m rising from the ashes Finding my wings, And all that I needed Was there all along. Within my reach As close as the beat of my heart and I’ll taste every moment And live it out loud I know this is the time, This is the time to be More than a name Or a face in the crowd I know this is the time This is the time of my life Time of my life And I’m out on the edge of forever Ready to run I’m keeping my feet on the ground Arms open wide Face to the sun I’ll taste every moment And live it out loud I know this is the time, This is the time to be More than a name Or a face in the crowd I know this is the time This is the time of my life Time of my life More than a name Or a face in the crowd This is the time This is the time of my life. This is the time of my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-1774843391533699145?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1774843391533699145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=1774843391533699145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1774843391533699145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1774843391533699145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-of-my-life.html' title='time of my life'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQdDFZ7972I/AAAAAAAAAH4/RA5lfeJT6ZA/s72-c/Alex+mean+what.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-2679790727444065982</id><published>2008-10-24T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:59:45.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everyone!! I'm turning 21 year old soon.. few more day left.. Cannot wait for it la.. hahhaa. anyway nowday i keep talking like a indian guy.. is like ''My boss asking me working many many da! Pay littda littda'' hahaha.. sound so indian.. Since i cut indian people, they like their indian hair style. Very hard line at the back of the hair.. It fun during cutting their hair is because sean, tyson, deon, dainel and darly will keep looking at me when cutting n say ''INDAIN STYLE'' that my trademark.. lol.. btw i hoping for tranfer near my house to work. i cant take it anymore. it has been so long i going back to school just for waiting to be posed out lah.. Please god, give a hand on for me. helping me to get out of the shit place where i have to wake up early, taking the long way to eunos and rot over there.. i'm tired been there already, full of stress and boring life. as i said early on, being press or seeing people mood to work.. i don like it. seriouly hate it but who care about it? no one will care.. is just like waiting for the chance to get out and spent a happy time right? who dont wan this chance to happen. just the luck lah.. i want it.. i have been waiting for 5year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260773349789361826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIFfSYJZqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/O9HpoKNuLtI/s200/Photo0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260774737676592066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIGwEqP48I/AAAAAAAAAG4/DGl_IFYZrkw/s200/Photo0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260776506825208034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIIXDQJcOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/91eY8GuJ3BY/s200/Photo0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260776511559219682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIIXU40ueI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2mTsRmXaUPU/s200/Photo0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;''CHILL OF THE DAY''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260778844141729618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIKfGb1N1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hdExV6cJb3M/s200/Photo0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260778859161316482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIKf-Yx7II/AAAAAAAAAHY/1RxomUimfwM/s200/Photo0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262250278558311298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQdEv2yrI4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/FDQTz5ZLfp4/s200/Drawing+1+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260778862814038034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIKgL_qCBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-8IJEyBm2zs/s200/DSC00185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260778866539032082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIKgZ3w7hI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VUMFVK_V1ks/s200/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260778868375915538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIKggttjBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NF1tmNbN9Xo/s200/DSC00189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Enjoy making hair like those pic, Make me feel happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-2679790727444065982?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2679790727444065982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=2679790727444065982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/2679790727444065982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/2679790727444065982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SQIFfSYJZqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/O9HpoKNuLtI/s72-c/Photo0284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-9169598229278710664</id><published>2008-10-12T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:32:32.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SPI_4GFA7SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VeB__8_GUUM/s1600-h/%E5%8F%AF%E7%88%B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256333948031659298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SPI_4GFA7SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VeB__8_GUUM/s200/%E5%8F%AF%E7%88%B12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is when i was 17 year old! i love to go back the time if i can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SPI-eJvB2qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pRTI5HTg8YI/s1600-h/Photo0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256332402824960674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SPI-eJvB2qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pRTI5HTg8YI/s200/Photo0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The New Hair Is On The Cap Itself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I look like thailand boy.. "GoGoBoy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahahhaha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everyday i go school, i got those feeling that i was be press by someone. i was so stress in school. it like i had been hit by a train or something in my head. I think i going to pose out to outlet soon.. i think will be worst then i thought! Sale have to talk, must have own client, hair cutting and many thing la.. i don dare to think about it in the moment.. can think how stress is it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-9169598229278710664?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/9169598229278710664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=9169598229278710664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/9169598229278710664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/9169598229278710664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-hair.html' title='new hair!'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SPI_4GFA7SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VeB__8_GUUM/s72-c/%E5%8F%AF%E7%88%B12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-298167446296042272</id><published>2008-10-05T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:23:47.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonmg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The Song i listen it remind's me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I told myself that i can forget but times bring me so long to over come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I hate those feeling it depressing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sometime i open my locker, i saw those picture. I don't mean to see it yet i trying to hind but sitll see it when i find my things. why? why u make my life so hard? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Friends around me always tell me. "alex, you can find a better girl den her" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I just wan to say.. &lt;strong&gt;"Get Out Of My Lifes, I Can Find A Better Girl Then You''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't think that you are a degree holder and i have only a "N" level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yes, I'm a "SOMKER" or lot of "TATTOO IN MY BODY" but i never do wrong things in my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I love my "JOB'' yet you "HATE IT", i Don't understand why being a "HAIRDRESSER" is a shameless to you when you told you friends that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'' My BF IS A HAIRDRESSER &amp;amp; ONLY HAVE A "N" LEVEL "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hey! I really very dissapointed when i heard that from my ears! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;That moment i feel very depress, and trying to prove to your friends that i not that useless. but i just bear with it and let it be! Dont you feel how i felt? Are you heartless or looking down at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Lucky i have my best friends who supporting me along my way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Teaching me the ways that find my dream as long i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Prove to people that i can make it and not to look down on myself, being prode of what i doing now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-298167446296042272?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/298167446296042272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=298167446296042272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/298167446296042272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/298167446296042272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/sonmg.html' title='sonmg'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-2196409715512945964</id><published>2008-10-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:00:27.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well... since i started to study and work i had been busying till now.. i having fever now.. so sick... This week i have lot of fun when i finish studying... going out with friends. long time don have those feeling.. hahaha... is fun la.. Go town, bugis, pub and dinner! My first pay on the holiday 1st of Oct, i brought my new bag, shirt and pants together with jessie. after that i meet yi wen and her bf along till mid night. we go parkland have our seasha and chill over there.. talk n talk n talk.. lol.. so long never see each other will have lot of thing to chat de... hahaha.. this few day keep going town with ah xiong(Sean).. today i go bugis with him also.. den we buy alot of shirt la.. so nice.. all black shirt for my working next time.. cheap n nice.. hahaha.. Next, i going to tie my hair long... i cant wait to see it liao la...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tomorrow wake up den up-date again... very sick now.. wanna sleep ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm so unluck when i got to know new friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hard Life for me in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't know why? Teacher or friends around me let me feel so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Try finding it out, but i just can't help myself up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ONLY ONE WORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;''STRESS''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-2196409715512945964?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/2196409715512945964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=2196409715512945964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/2196409715512945964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/2196409715512945964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/buy.html' title='buy'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-7583446172808819834</id><published>2008-09-27T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:57:09.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>schholss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this morning when i reached kaki bukit. i start to eat my breakfast finish after that i never eat my lunch and dinner sia... power right? it was so busy la... is like chinese new year ppl wanted to do their hair.. but is malay ppl. Their new year i think... today i help a lady to colour her hair.. high light plus base colour.. i used (6.01+6)(6 plus 9%) for the base colour and the high light i use ( 10+bleaching)(9plus12%) i tell you, the colour power! the section take ''V" den pick point the hair.. really very nice for those dark tone skin.. but over all i so tired la.. Tired till cannot call my ''Officer" her name is ( Belinda Teo) so sorry mdm.. i was working and no time calling you. hahhaa... she very funny la.. alway talk rubbish with me... my new "KAKI" anyway 2molo i go Jamming at night, afternoon go meet zen for his don know what event.. go support him.. hahhaa.. my day 2molo is so busy... all my day is just like this... BUSY BUSY BUSY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-7583446172808819834?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7583446172808819834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=7583446172808819834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7583446172808819834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7583446172808819834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/schholss.html' title='schholss'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-440875437639443987</id><published>2008-09-24T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:53:11.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.Super Tired Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Learning is fun and when writing come is boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Relationship turns on &amp;amp; off, high &amp;amp; low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nothing to do, intent to find something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Apple is an apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thing wont change because an apple is rotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Being a human, gain the trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Always forgive and forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Friend around time passed very fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Time getting too fast, easy to get old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When it turns old, it's time into coffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE'S MISUNDERSTANDING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24/09/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-440875437639443987?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/440875437639443987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=440875437639443987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/440875437639443987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/440875437639443987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-day.html' title='school day'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-1048645948432910876</id><published>2008-09-21T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T09:43:19.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>old schoollll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today i when to meet up Zi Hui, meiqi, MeiFang, Anqi, Yuzhen, WeeSeng n Cliff for a dinner at bukit panjang.. hahaha.. I heard zihui wanna go slim down her body from them, cant believe she will slim down also.. wahahhaa.. wee seng going in enlist tomorrow. LOL.. After eating mei feng buyinh watch for his bro it cost her ''199 - 30%'' it for a present so ok lah.. hahhaha.. den they find the watch very long lo.. chose n chose n chose.. wahahha.. i keep asking to give more discount to us.. but in the end only 30%.. so she buy it... we when to 506 remind me back to school day.. becos last time use to be with them always den i start leaning hair, i stopped meeting them liao.. so now finish army n back to school, sunday off den i meet them.. seriously i don have much close friends. Only my chilhood friends &amp;amp; my sec sch friends are the most close to me... but suddenly i got kind of feeling with one of my group. but i shy to close to her.. but if i tell them i got interested with her or what they would believe and they will think that i'm playing.. wahahhaa.. but i don think &lt;strong&gt;''THEY WILL BELIEVE'' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL TRY MY BEST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-1048645948432910876?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1048645948432910876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=1048645948432910876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1048645948432910876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1048645948432910876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/old-schoollll.html' title='old schoollll'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-6558334770284731245</id><published>2008-09-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:08:31.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Schooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well.. Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; At last i go back to school.. i give up on working at harbour front and find for my dream.. haha.. At school i get to know more friends. They are so young man.. 16 to 19.. but lucky i'm a easy going person.. lol.. know why? cos i also talk like them, act like them.. i know can't be the way they act, that the only way i can click with them.. but i still got my style.. i wont talk much, is like '' acting cool '' Style right? hahhaa.. but true la. i really don mix much with them.. cos that is myself or my style.. i just don like to talk to much &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;... Human Change! wahahaha.. cos i remember my manager &lt;strong&gt;''PAUL''&lt;/strong&gt; told me once, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;be a sucessful person have their own style with it dont be playful, dont always lie to people and be strong when faces of problem.. Oh... One more important thing, the most i learn is for my own good and not for him, as in the more money i got is not for him is for myself, he will be happy for me.. what i learn from him i will do as what he teach..&lt;/span&gt; Cos i know he is helping me yet not harming me.. I really have to thanks to paul that teach me alot of thing that being a useful human in this world. Seriously, i used to be a bad guy of so called ''GANGSTER'' is paul got the time to teach me changing from worst to bad, bad to good.. teach me alot of his skill in this job we are working.. i really respect what he are.. he are a super nice n caring person.. &lt;strong&gt;""THANK YOU PAUL, MY MASTER""&lt;/strong&gt; So now he letting me go and be strong when i now alone.. i'm alone outside now and bringing what his had teach me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-6558334770284731245?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6558334770284731245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=6558334770284731245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/6558334770284731245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/6558334770284731245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/start-schooling.html' title='Start Schooling'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-3062394790993439507</id><published>2008-09-17T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:34:51.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOBLESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SNEwMxn0VYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NfxTE0qOwag/s1600-h/Photo0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247028036900246914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SNEwMxn0VYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NfxTE0qOwag/s200/Photo0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It have been so long, start working now.. So tired..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAN'T OR DON"T WAN'T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS UP TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go back school or Work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once a chance it hard to get it back!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I Sucess Next Time??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My job cant let it go away, Cannot put down now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW, HOW &amp;amp; HOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-3062394790993439507?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3062394790993439507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=3062394790993439507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/3062394790993439507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/3062394790993439507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-have-been-so-long-start-working-now.html' title='JOBLESS'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SNEwMxn0VYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NfxTE0qOwag/s72-c/Photo0211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-1746369517012119552</id><published>2008-09-08T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T04:55:42.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOnhMUGNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SaS3MQbXykQ/s1600-h/Japenese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243613413230516434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOnhMUGNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SaS3MQbXykQ/s200/Japenese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Because my eye brown, i don dare to go out, i shave too much liao. hahaha.. i so shy lo.. if i was a japenese i'm fine with it. make me stay at home so sian.. dickson keep laughing when i go take elec-guitar.. i was so pissed off man.. but nvm.. 1week grow back liao. It's ok right.. still very handsome!! WAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOUu12xFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/O8NDUFV8xfo/s1600-h/electria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243613090476901458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOUu12xFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/O8NDUFV8xfo/s200/electria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOK5gChmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i-qtSymO85U/s1600-h/1385229746_1fc8759680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243612921539495522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOK5gChmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i-qtSymO85U/s200/1385229746_1fc8759680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOB6c1QMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BKzSIBo05sg/s1600-h/1385229616_454497e737ccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243612767175655618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOB6c1QMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BKzSIBo05sg/s200/1385229616_454497e737ccc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; i went to dickson house to take the elec-guitar! How i wish it mine.. Keep Jamming this few day. but den, Stanley and Alvin they never turn up.. damn it.. but we at studio still very fun.. Dickson knn, act as a clown. make us keep laugh till non-stop.. sing like ''Killing chicken''..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FUN FUN FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8472754169803453555-1746369517012119552?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1746369517012119552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=1746369517012119552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1746369517012119552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1746369517012119552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/jamming.html' title='Jamming'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMUOnhMUGNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SaS3MQbXykQ/s72-c/Japenese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-6422150893900399370</id><published>2008-09-07T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:08:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WELCOME TO KUKUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243193823700278034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMORAMYtWxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HvOK66WkBhA/s200/s320x240qqq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMORHSQGDDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WgmOGKe320Q/s1600-h/s320x240rrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243193945533844530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMORHSQGDDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WgmOGKe320Q/s200/s320x240rrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243194037631808146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMORMpV9cpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5nmp6N1vQ1c/s200/s320x240d.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243186830470132130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOKpIktsaI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nuieeulC510/s200/DSCN0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243180460188565010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOE2VbO_hI/AAAAAAAAADA/iyPLom7Yngk/s200/wahahahhahahhaaaaaa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the place to we go! Kukur.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From Jb to kukur only spent 70RM for cab as well as return. when we reach the village, the most sian part is walk about 1km den reach the resort. Tired lah.. after putting our stuff, we keep snapping photo anywhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOMU_um1NI/AAAAAAAAADw/IGThOhBdlGA/s1600-h/Photo0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243188683521578194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOMU_um1NI/AAAAAAAAADw/IGThOhBdlGA/s200/Photo0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seeing the child helping his mother to dry the salted fish, it smelly. From far can smell it so i walk over there and seeing the child heping his mum, i 1st time seeing making ownself salted fish.. from big size to small size..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243198400479901362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOVKmOANrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Pi6oEckyENc/s200/relaxing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195628329215346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOSpPJxpXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/9-HKrrVZILo/s200/manjong+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243195924094033458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOS6c9mnjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/47FxEODHMBY/s200/s320x240www.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243196459946159650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOTZpKtLiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Sielvz-nDEo/s200/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243196548290249330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOTeyRlAnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Q-Fcp99T2Z8/s200/s320x240ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;During the resting, of cos play some game, we played marjong,cards and fishing. the funny part is we play marjong den lester keep snap us. it feel like underground gambling. hahaha.. after playing those games we have my BBQ dinner cum supper! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243189072108119234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOMrnU25MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FoeV83unnpw/s200/Photo0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243189397669258642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOM-kIrpZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OB8wm7hEP1I/s200/Photo0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After Supper, we went to zen unlce house. lucky things is their have some celebration. so we drink there, listen to the ''GE TAI''. The ''ge tai'' is diff from Singapore. Malaysia ''ge tai'' plays all techno mix with chinese song. Super happening want.. if you were there, you will feel fun n enjoyable.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOK-gzq2KI/AAAAAAAAADY/MrVSUBahnWg/s1600-h/DSCN0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243187197752563874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOK-gzq2KI/AAAAAAAAADY/MrVSUBahnWg/s200/DSCN0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOJiBpkXNI/AAAAAAAAADI/xi7DVE6LG4A/s1600-h/boat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243185608840731858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMOJiBpkXNI/AAAAAAAAADI/xi7DVE6LG4A/s200/boat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243189958583177138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMONfNs-z7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Osw-QXcEKgs/s200/Photo0110.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After the long day, we went back to Singapore.. i enjoy with my friend. Coming up Genting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-6422150893900399370?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/6422150893900399370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=6422150893900399370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/6422150893900399370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/6422150893900399370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysia-trip.html' title='Malaysia trip'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMORAMYtWxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HvOK66WkBhA/s72-c/s320x240qqq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-7329428735256472483</id><published>2008-09-06T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:20:59.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIRDRESSER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WORK AS A HAIRDRESSER NOT A USELESS THING YET I ONLY HAVE A 'N'LEVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT COVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE THIS JOB SINCE I WAS YOUNG AND EVERYBODY HAVE THEIR OWN DREAM, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUT WHY I CAN'T HAVE MINE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I DONT CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK ABOUT ME, AS LONG I'M HAPPY WITH IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO WHAT YOU GOT A DEGREE OR BECHELOR BUT YOU WORK UNHAPPY WITH YOUR JOB &amp;amp; PEOPLE WHO DON'T LIKE YOU?  DON'T THINK THAT HAIRDRESSER IS USELESS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YET YOU STILL CUT YOUR HAIR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I DON'T FEEL SHAME IN THIS JOB, I'M PROUD OF BEING A HAIRDRESSER WHO CAN HELP PEOPLE CHANGE THEIR LIFE, A NEW LOOKS AND THEIR DRESSING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SO, THINK BEFORE YOU JUDGE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-7329428735256472483?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/7329428735256472483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=7329428735256472483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7329428735256472483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/7329428735256472483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/hairdresser.html' title='HAIRDRESSER'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-8362010612987129940</id><published>2008-09-05T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:06:58.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take IC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMGA_780tOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XFufwdKaAFY/s1600-h/Photo0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242613277148886242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMGA_780tOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XFufwdKaAFY/s200/Photo0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TODAY I GOT MY IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NOT A NSF ANYMORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once when i was enlisted i lost my IC to ''SAF''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It have been lost for two years not seeing it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And Now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Found My IC ''ORD LOH''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8472754169803453555-8362010612987129940?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8362010612987129940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=8362010612987129940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/8362010612987129940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/8362010612987129940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-ic.html' title='Take IC'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMGA_780tOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XFufwdKaAFY/s72-c/Photo0151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-3389275359614565665</id><published>2008-09-05T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:47:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3VZ8Kx4I/AAAAAAAAACA/qLOUTF27Xpc/s1600-h/pool2+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242602650860177282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3VZ8Kx4I/AAAAAAAAACA/qLOUTF27Xpc/s200/pool2+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bukit Batok Condo Pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3VjEKB_I/AAAAAAAAACI/RlJvTY7sKNo/s1600-h/pool3+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242602653309601778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3VjEKB_I/AAAAAAAAACI/RlJvTY7sKNo/s200/pool3+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Other Side(Deep Pool)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242600749523026034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF1mu6EQHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sxcNFQpm-Uk/s200/pool1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Children Pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242602671789765506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3Wn6K84I/AAAAAAAAACg/T3fHG7pUGOY/s200/addy+me+jame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Addy, Alex &amp;amp; Jame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3WIEGuuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hzCOc_YBJv4/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242602663241497314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3WIEGuuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hzCOc_YBJv4/s200/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Steff Dog Is So Cuteeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3WfcnamI/AAAAAAAAACY/iCtxXCltjpA/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242603697710279538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF4SVwrq3I/AAAAAAAAACo/foaigWpMtik/s200/smokie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today we went back to the pool. Cause today the weather is good, Not raining. Actually we wanted to go for gym. You know what! we forget to bring sport shoe.. hahahhah. funny right.. now day also dont know why keep going swim &amp;amp; gym. Maybe they think that they are fat.. keep &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;saying ''LOOK AT MY FATS TUMMY'' so funny la. if you were there listening you will laugh till like hell.. Anyway i swim for 1hr lo. really go swim sia.. lol.. now my body so numb because yesterday morning i go jogging lo.. from bukit batok run till CCK.. it about 10km or more.. okok&lt;/span&gt; let talk about steff doggie. i went to her house with her bf because steff father got those temple things. so we went up to her house den i saw her dog somkie.. the dog damn cute i tell you.. nothing much today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.blcu.edu.cn/xbwx/main/ArticleShow.asp?ArtID=613"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-3389275359614565665?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/3389275359614565665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=3389275359614565665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/3389275359614565665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/3389275359614565665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-pool.html' title='Back to the pool'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMF3VZ8Kx4I/AAAAAAAAACA/qLOUTF27Xpc/s72-c/pool2+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-8955615612002859524</id><published>2008-09-04T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:49:46.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things can only remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAnjOUQTCI/AAAAAAAAABw/BLaC7xRRoXE/s1600-h/Time+Square.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242233452351212578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAnjOUQTCI/AAAAAAAAABw/BLaC7xRRoXE/s200/Time+Square.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Malaysia, KL, Time Square&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAnErjDjwI/AAAAAAAAABo/hylklnp85J4/s1600-h/Vivo+Hanging+Man.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242232927621975810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAnErjDjwI/AAAAAAAAABo/hylklnp85J4/s200/Vivo+Hanging+Man.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Vivo City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAm5d5TKkI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wxlc3GCCBaY/s1600-h/KL1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242232734978615874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAm5d5TKkI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wxlc3GCCBaY/s200/KL1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Malaysia, KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAmu3L9keI/AAAAAAAAABY/9KjE8g-RAIk/s1600-h/i+love+you+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242232552789217762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAmu3L9keI/AAAAAAAAABY/9KjE8g-RAIk/s200/i+love+you+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I Draw For You In Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAmf2mvCgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/IqaMF3qzRug/s1600-h/East+Coast+Mac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242232294935038466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAmf2mvCgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/IqaMF3qzRug/s200/East+Coast+Mac.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What I Made When We Are At East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Only We Can &lt;strong&gt;''REMEMBER''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Not To &lt;strong&gt;''REGRET''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Once you like a person is easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The time to forget that person we love, is hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It take a long long time to recover the pain, we suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Slowing it became memories that we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ALWAYS REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8472754169803453555-8955615612002859524?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/8955615612002859524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=8955615612002859524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/8955615612002859524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/8955615612002859524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-can-only-remember.html' title='Things can only remember'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SMAnjOUQTCI/AAAAAAAAABw/BLaC7xRRoXE/s72-c/Time+Square.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-733206850477416757</id><published>2008-08-04T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:42:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SL-lRgCptkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/teI0LaqXJBA/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242090211359962690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SL-lRgCptkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/teI0LaqXJBA/s200/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yesterday i went to my friend condo for a swim n use their gym with James &amp;amp; Addy.. after the gym we are so tired and try to find a place to relax at the condo but to sad is that the rain keep raining non-stop. I found a place where can sit down chat.. So i change my pant and jump down the pool yet still raining.. it was so fun lah... swimming in the rain with friend. the pool is damn cold loh. cold till i cannot move around ''not even swim'' we only stay in the pool for about 20min&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i cannot take it already.. then i go for my fav ''STEAM BATH" we stay there around 45min sia. i tell you.. is damn damn Nice.. Starting james on the temp around 29'c den addy say not very hot so he turn 35'c after awhile i on up to 46'c.. Wow.. is like OMG.. very very hot.. we also sing inside the ''STEAM BATH'' James pick-box damn nice lo, addy add in techno bass, so i anyhow rap till we keep laughing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After the Condo i follow addy to fetch her Girlfriend Steff at vivo city... Steff wanna go little india buy some home-use-product, you know what? she buy one Samsung 8.2mega pixes Camera.. it cost only $299.00, free two 4GB memory, one free batt.. it like so cheap man.. but they find very long, thinking want to buy anot.. it take 2hour for the camera! WTH... HAhahhaa.. i enjoy shopping with them la.. from 10.30 shops till 12plus.. The place there remind me of someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that i lost. everywhere we go i keep thinking of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;On our way home, we met a accident but not us.. ''Touch wood'' We Saw a car drive pass us about 140km/h yet we drive only 80km/h.. you can see how fast the person drive.. the accident is just after a corner, i 1st time saw the whole picture of the accident.. i think he drive too fast and lost control of his car and bang into the barrer of the side road.. lucky he got time to turn it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;back about 100km/h and break all the way and stop in the middle of the road... the most lucky is we never drive near him.. if not!!!! so we stop after him, we come out from the car and run toward him.. but he look ok.. he walk to the side of the road and flag a cab home, leaving his car there.. but i smell full of alc! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My day is so happening lah... it was so fun after my rest at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-733206850477416757?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/733206850477416757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=733206850477416757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/733206850477416757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/733206850477416757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-i-went-to-my-friend-condo-for.html' title='The Happening'/><author><name>ChocolateCoffee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17723982511052584831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SgLy_5e2EmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EOWDSnz-V1s/S220/sssss.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SL-lRgCptkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/teI0LaqXJBA/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8472754169803453555.post-1772690155839787606</id><published>2008-08-03T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:41:04.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish My Army. Now ''ORD LOH''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SL-x3uDvPHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/q8AckXX9lGg/s1600-h/Photo00111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242104062097177714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_twflfSMoCUg/SL-x3uDvPHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/q8AckXX9lGg/s200/Photo00111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finish my army already.. Now is time to plan my job, my living, my off day &amp;amp; my relationship! Well. About my job, i planing to stay as same as my 16 to 19 as what i work as.. i still be working till my age is 26 yet now my age is 21 year old, why i'll say this way is because must see can earn money in this 5year.. if not better change a job that can earn more then i want.. So Now learn/up-grade myself to do better and be a great person in this line i doing now. About my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Living as in planing what to do where i always do daily. Maybe buying bike or maybe not. if i buying bike my money will spent very fast but very useful as in after work can go wherever i like or anytime. if i take MRT i can save alot alot of money but i cant go wherever i want or anytime. So as a NS man, just finish serving the country is a real man to start a career/family it must have a plan.. i will still buy a bike for my transport because i can affort on it.. Work as a full&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;time worker.. Hahaha.. Hmmm Next is my off-day, back to when i was 17 i have a gf till i when in army and she left me. when my off-day i alway be with her but now she are gone i have to plan what to do when my off-day come. back in army, i use to jog when i was unhappy cause jogging is very tiring yet it's help to make those unhappy thing go alway.. so i have to use back this way when my off-day come, at least i wont be bored at home till i found my mrs ''Right'' then my life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will change again.. Last thing is my relationshio, time is right i will found a gf n live peacefully if she want too.. hope to find a right one n spent those happy time together where bring smile everyday. i regret what i lost n i will treasure the next one and give her a good life with me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy ''ORD'' To Those Soldier In 5SIR &amp;amp; and those ord in Sep 7...&lt;br /&gt;When here we born, it bring us together, When there's a war we fight as one family together, we die together and no one left behind. NO ONE WALK ALONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;761SIR Ho-Ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8472754169803453555-1772690155839787606?l=coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/feeds/1772690155839787606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8472754169803453555&amp;postID=1772690155839787606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1772690155839787606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8472754169803453555/posts/default/1772690155839787606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeechocolatevanilla.blogspot.com/2007/09/aaaa.html' title='Finish My Army. 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