<?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-8623013475233298000</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:56:41.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Davin Ain't Quiet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-1562115756809150510</id><published>2009-05-26T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:57:03.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Pump up..</title><content type='html'>Lost my job recently.. Felt like taking a long break before finding the new job.. But it seem so hard to find job now. N i still have to paid for all the bill n food expenses.. So decide to work as a salesman.. N i'm all pump up for my new job.. Wanted to reach the highest target on my first month.. I'm suppose to go for the interview today.. Gotten a haircut with my bro last night for the interview. Due to my sony ericsson phone can't be charge n nokia phone can't call, I call to postpone the interview to tomorrow.. Must slp early tonight for preparation for tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it harder n harder to believe jo le.. She been talking to someone secretly on the phone again.. She went for interview yesterday at 12. But return at 10+pm.. There was only 2 interview lor. One was at 1.30 while the other was at 3+.. Call her at 8 asking where she is, She said she already halfway home le.. But after my haircut i reach home at 9.30 she still haven reach.. I had enough of her lie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-1562115756809150510?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1562115756809150510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=1562115756809150510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1562115756809150510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1562115756809150510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-pump-up.html' title='All Pump up..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-5039796332250780627</id><published>2009-04-15T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:18:21.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do u think tis will work out..??</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking whether should i go with contact lens or shirt?? Tis questions been bothering mi for a couple of days.. Sorry if u don't understand wat's going on.. I'm intending to open a blog shop but as for the item to sell still haven decide yet.. Been doing research on the trend but still get nth.. Anyone can give mi an idea on wat teens go for nowadays? Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be my forever dream of owning a cafe.. With smoothing music, aromatic coffee n sweetness of cakes brighten my day.. Hope i can save enough to own the cafe of my dream.. Love Love.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-5039796332250780627?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/5039796332250780627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=5039796332250780627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/5039796332250780627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/5039796332250780627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-u-think-tis-will-work-out.html' title='Do u think tis will work out..??'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-1876364592453265859</id><published>2009-03-28T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:50:38.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian..</title><content type='html'>Wah Lao.. My Blog skin gone.. Sian.. The weather so hot.. felt like dipping in water or maybe trap in room with air-con that would be nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided once i got my new phone i wanna try video blogging.. &lt;br /&gt;Found tis on Youtube.. Like so funny loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/82aZZraeSxk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/82aZZraeSxk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of doing exercise.. Although i manage to keep my weight at 70 but i don't wan a tummy.. I'm trying to grow goatee.. hope tat after my new haircut it'll look nice.. But the tummy must go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is a must must for guys.. I wan to have it also but i kinda lost interest in the one before mi.. I wan something interesting.. Maybe some thing new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the landlord website to see what is actually going on about the news.. But the wedsite is empty.. Saw tis on The newspaper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/Sc3WcJRda4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JrvS3M8foeE/s1600-h/3386819843_fc59454f51_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/Sc3WcJRda4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JrvS3M8foeE/s400/3386819843_fc59454f51_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318142514008255362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tis real?? Singapore becoming a big pimp country?? Wahaha.. Hope everything ends well.. Going to shit le.. Cyao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-1876364592453265859?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1876364592453265859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=1876364592453265859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1876364592453265859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1876364592453265859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/03/sian.html' title='Sian..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/Sc3WcJRda4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JrvS3M8foeE/s72-c/3386819843_fc59454f51_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-3456255936750064775</id><published>2009-03-27T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:27:56.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo.. Finally it's friday..</title><content type='html'>I've got a few things that i really wan right now..&lt;br /&gt;1. A new handphone (a better one). I was thinking of LG cookie or Sony Ericsson W995.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ipod touch (32Gb Wan).&lt;br /&gt;3. A new Computer (if it's a laptop it's better.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Go Study Bachelor of Counselling cum Graduate Diploma in Counselling in SIM Uni..&lt;br /&gt;5. Wii&lt;br /&gt;6. PSP&lt;br /&gt;7. A Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See so many thing i wan but all so expensive.. Wat should i do..&lt;br /&gt;Buying 4D tomorrow.. Hope get first prize than i'll buy everything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-3456255936750064775?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3456255936750064775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=3456255936750064775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/3456255936750064775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/3456255936750064775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/03/woohoo-finally-its-friday.html' title='Woohoo.. Finally it&apos;s friday..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7822355646324340208</id><published>2009-03-22T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:45:07.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, so sorry i never update my blog again.. Reason: due to the com at home can't be use n user overload..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been addicted to Tis game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/ScWkYc4Hu_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/e7gyTS3Z7Qg/s1600-h/nl4wzn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/ScWkYc4Hu_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/e7gyTS3Z7Qg/s400/nl4wzn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315835675156134898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/ScWkYExbFhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkkSnsYjcYU/s1600-h/33z8d8j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/ScWkYExbFhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LkkSnsYjcYU/s400/33z8d8j.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315835668685592082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a nice game.. If i have to rate the game i'll give it 7/10.. The gaming experience is exciting at the begining but once u play for long hour u'll find that it's quite nagging.. The whole thing start over n over again.. N most of it's item can't be brought at the shop, u'll have to go out to hunt for it.. But when u hunt for it, there will be a rated that u have been there for how long le.. Like 9 hour have passed, the day will change dark.. N the monster will become angry, by tis time the monster will get stronger n harder to kill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly have a crave to play maple..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7822355646324340208?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7822355646324340208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7822355646324340208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7822355646324340208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7822355646324340208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-everyone-so-sorry-i-never-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/ScWkYc4Hu_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/e7gyTS3Z7Qg/s72-c/nl4wzn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7306322789175453374</id><published>2009-03-12T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:07:02.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cats..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zipbWRj_C8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zipbWRj_C8c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't tis gal cute??&lt;br /&gt;I think she's cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7306322789175453374?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7306322789175453374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7306322789175453374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7306322789175453374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7306322789175453374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/03/cats.html' title='cats..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7646746734360578557</id><published>2009-03-12T01:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:00:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin tat got mi confuse.</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been feeling down, for no reason. Maybe due to the stress from work n family. I realise that i like hiding in corner alone. I've no one to talk to.. As usual ALONE. Doesn't know wat i wan, wat i need to do. Everything in my life is like a total mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrollin thru my blog just now, saw the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;13年後的蠟筆小新.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbP1Yv_KQbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbP1Yv_KQbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry while watching.. I understand 1 thing.. I need to cry..&lt;br /&gt;When the tear roll down my face, the feeling in mi brighten up abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself y did i start blogging again?? &lt;br /&gt;I doesn't know the ans..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just wanting to post out my unhappy tot n cheer myself up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.. Working tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep le.. Nitey..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7646746734360578557?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7646746734360578557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7646746734360578557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7646746734360578557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7646746734360578557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/03/feelin-tat-got-mi-confuse.html' title='Feelin tat got mi confuse.'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7342840954864322890</id><published>2009-01-27T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:28:32.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise tat she Break,</title><content type='html'>After a few quarrel we settled as tat she delete tat yh phone no n facebook account n keep a distance from him.. Even when She go learn dancing from her fren tat yh also said wan learn. I keep quiet n promise tat i won't do anything to teat fucker.. Yesterday She go add tat guy facebook account.. She said tat she need to get photo from him how she know tat the photo is ready?? Guess she never did delete his phone no.. She break her promise n the trust i gave her.. I won't believe in her le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7342840954864322890?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7342840954864322890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7342840954864322890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7342840954864322890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7342840954864322890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2009/01/promise-tat-she-break.html' title='The Promise tat she Break,'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-6665245219679845753</id><published>2008-12-05T08:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:23:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should have love her n believe in her more..</title><content type='html'>Been letting hatral taken over mi tis week.. Just than realise, tat all i wan is love, care n attention from my love 1.. If i can't even give them wat they wan how do i expect them to give mi wat i wan.. I'll not be lonely anymore.. I have my Darling wife Joreen n my cute cute daughter Chloe with mi. I love you, Jo.. Neverending love.. Felt so tired now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-6665245219679845753?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/6665245219679845753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=6665245219679845753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/6665245219679845753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/6665245219679845753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/12/should-have-love-her-n-believe-in-her.html' title='Should have love her n believe in her more..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-1518392076407469112</id><published>2008-12-04T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:57:53.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time to everything..</title><content type='html'>Alright, This is the first time i got sooo many thing to write in my blog.. Although I'm the only 1 reading.. If everyone were to put a price on them.. Mine will be $0.. My life don't worthy anything.. Without mi the world still move, without mi ppl still continue their life.. No one will noticed whether i'm still around anot de.. But since i'm here le.. If one day i know tat i'm gonna die, n i know the date n time.. I'll bring along someone will mi.. Being dreaming about being a assassin.. Having my own set of dagger.. Slashing ppl throat while walking past them without anyone noticing.. My plan for the  new year day was spoilt.. I'll look for other chances.. :)&lt;br /&gt;I really think tat u'r so smart Davin.. Smart n handsome.. Ahhh.. We love you, Davin.. Good job..&lt;br /&gt;Never would have tot that all the praises i wanted to heard will came true.. (by self prasing..) Haahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the day  i passed away n someone wanted clue on things n found my blog n manage to break my password.. U r smart.. I admire u.. I finally know the true natural side of mi.. I'm don't wan to create trouble.. but once thing get started I'll be really nasty... Hahahahaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-1518392076407469112?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1518392076407469112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=1518392076407469112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1518392076407469112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1518392076407469112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-time-to-everything.html' title='First time to everything..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-8563344302566748727</id><published>2008-12-03T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:55:24.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just found out something.</title><content type='html'>I just found out something.. My wife jo is having a child with his guy fren in facebook.. How do u accept mi to take tis down n quiet.. I try not to think about it but everytime new things came in to attack mi.. I really felt so weak.. It's been 3 months adding this month since i last have any sex with jo.. She always promise said when she went out n came back in the evening she'll give mi but in the end, when she came back the first thing she went straight to the com n start talking to tat guy on msn.. She told mi she love mi but i don't felt anything.. I'm always the 1 to walk to her side to get any kisses when i want it, she never did came over to kiss mi.. Backache, stomach cramp, Sleep late at night around 3 - 4. I'm just someone who paid rent n staying over.. She doesn't even put herself in my shoes.. My life sucks.. Actually i can end it anytime, but i'll wait.. Heard tat jo going out with her fren on New Year Day, i guess tat guy goin also.. I'll follow along n i'll keep a knife in my bag.. That's wat i'll do.. I'll end everything on New Year Day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-8563344302566748727?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8563344302566748727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=8563344302566748727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/8563344302566748727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/8563344302566748727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-found-out-something.html' title='Just found out something.'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7088612172422646036</id><published>2008-11-29T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:08:54.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt like a dead person..</title><content type='html'>Having the same dream over n over.. I was standing in the living room with tears, Jo was carrying chloe sitting at the edge of her bed crying. I walk to her side wanting to touch her face n ask her not to cry any more.. But my hand just went thru her, i can't touch her.. At the moment i realise i'm already dead.. In a car accident, I was run over by a big truck. On the newspaper was written tat after the truck knock on to mi, I was drag under the wheel for quite a distance before i finally pass out. At tat moment i'll wake up.. Something tells mi tat it's not a good sign.. Recently been feeling down.. I swear to myself tat i'm not gonna hold on to my temper anymore.. I've been having the feeling tat jo n mi getting farer n farer apart.. Yesterday when she told mi she won't be having second child, i already had the feeling tat i won't be having any more sex with her le.. Her fren tat Yu Hong, I swear to heaven if there's tis day tat he touch jo or steal her away from mi.. I'll buy a knife to kill him, cut him up to piece than i'll kill myself in front of jo.. As i already have nth left le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7088612172422646036?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7088612172422646036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7088612172422646036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7088612172422646036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7088612172422646036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-felt-like-dead-person.html' title='I felt like a dead person..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-1318646870313604105</id><published>2008-10-02T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:56:44.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.. IT's Thursday.. WoooHooo..</title><content type='html'>It's finally thursday... Woohooo.. Looking forward to tomorrow.. Oh.. Nearly forgot.. Happy 4 month to Chloe Chan... Daddy love you n mummy always.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-1318646870313604105?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1318646870313604105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=1318646870313604105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1318646870313604105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1318646870313604105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-its-thursday-wooohooo.html' title='Finally.. IT&apos;s Thursday.. WoooHooo..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-1022053830508730375</id><published>2008-09-19T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:20:38.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the picture bring back memories..</title><content type='html'>I was deleting some old photo in my phone when i suddenly saw all those really old photo i took with my wife n alot of photo of little miss chloe.. There's this folder in my phone that contain photo of gal gal when she's in the hospital about to give birth to little miss chloe. At that time i saw her lying there with so many needles attached to her hand n somemore so painful. My heart hurts. I told myself if the doc ask mi to make a choice whether to choose my wife or the baby. I'll told them please save my wife. She's everything to mi. Think our love finally reach the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-1022053830508730375?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1022053830508730375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=1022053830508730375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1022053830508730375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1022053830508730375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-picture-bring-back-memories.html' title='All the picture bring back memories..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-2382148622195759561</id><published>2008-07-20T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T09:53:15.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything has to reach an end.</title><content type='html'>It's mi again.. Finally after so long.. I'm gonna tender my resignation this tuesday.. It's like getting a big load off my chest.. I'll miss all my frens in Ntuc Lhub de (Foey, William, Jessie, Yimen, Tim and Benson). I've learn alot of thing from all of you.. Hahaha.. Felt so sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-2382148622195759561?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2382148622195759561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=2382148622195759561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2382148622195759561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2382148622195759561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/07/everything-has-to-reach-end.html' title='Everything has to reach an end.'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-4159420270442940790</id><published>2008-06-12T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:58:47.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't stand it anymore le..</title><content type='html'>I really can't stand working at NTUC LearningHub.. Althought they told mi that this is a golden bowl job.. No matter how lously u perform at work they won't sack u, No matter how good u perform they will not promote u.. This is what i realise after i start working here.. I've been trying very hard to do everything le yet they still wan to find trouble with mi... After i get leave for my wife delievey and return back to office than they said i slack... WTF.. Now i only wan to find someone who i can talk to with no worry.. Will i be able to find the suitable person to speak to?? Will i rot like this in this office forever?? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......... I hate this world.... (But i love my wifey n Baby chloe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-4159420270442940790?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/4159420270442940790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=4159420270442940790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/4159420270442940790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/4159420270442940790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-stand-it-anymore-le.html' title='I can&apos;t stand it anymore le..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-2441044338151791739</id><published>2008-05-26T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:59:48.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time moving veri de fast. My Baby Chloe gonna come out soon.. Wohoo.. I will be spendin every second of my time on both, her and my Bao Bei wifey.. Thanks GOD.. I'm a daddy le.. Wohooooooooooooooooooo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-2441044338151791739?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2441044338151791739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=2441044338151791739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2441044338151791739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2441044338151791739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-moving-veri-de-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-764369469326663814</id><published>2008-05-21T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:17:12.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn TH21... Alot of pp who knows mi know that i've a veri good temper.. I don't get angry de.. Today i done something wrong and i got a scolding from this fat bitch, let's call her F.B. after scolding mi, she went around telling pp that i did tis mistake and n that my fren never teach mi the correct way.. At this moment M.L call mi telling mi about tis.. My blood boil at the moment y the Fucking F.B have to create so many things since i already said i'm veri sorry.. Does it means that if u make a mistake the world gonna came crushing down.. Will she jump off from the 10 floor from TH21 if i make a mistake..?? Do i have to learn from the Japanese by cutting my stomach.. F***...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-764369469326663814?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/764369469326663814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=764369469326663814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/764369469326663814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/764369469326663814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-th21.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-3542050396903284942</id><published>2008-05-20T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:52:51.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still at office. Will be doing night duty today. I felt so angry n sad about my incompetence. I can't even handled a trainee.. I have to call Steph to handle tis.. I felt so worry about my temper too at the same time.. Recently any trainees tend to create problem after they fail their exam makes mi veri veri mad.. The first thing that came to my mind was " WTF u wan.. If u can pass than confirm no problem de.. Since u fail that means u fail y the F*** u wan to find problem for mi... Felt like using my pen n poke straight at his throat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-3542050396903284942?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3542050396903284942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=3542050396903284942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/3542050396903284942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/3542050396903284942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/still-at-office.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-8480055681996850137</id><published>2008-05-19T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:34:32.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Sale Women...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Just now went shopping with my Bao Bei n Baby(Still in my wife Stomach).. We went past tis stall that was selling mechanical pencils.. The Sales Women was shouting :"Come, Come, Come and have a look at tis extraordinary mechanical pencil.. Tis mechanical pencil with a sharpener attached at the end.. U won't find tis elsewhere.." Than i was thinking Wat the F?? Y would u nid a sharpener when u already using a mechanical pencil?? OMG.. Is tis a joke??   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-8480055681996850137?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/8480055681996850137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=8480055681996850137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/8480055681996850137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/8480055681996850137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/stupid-sale-women.html' title='Stupid Sale Women...'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-9132957465430725563</id><published>2008-05-19T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:24:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbP1Yv_KQbE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbP1Yv_KQbE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;OMG..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So sad... I cry while watching... Sniff.. Sniff.. Xiao Bai.. U will be kept in the deepest part of my heart.. U will never be forgotten.. Sniff.. Sniff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-9132957465430725563?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/9132957465430725563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=9132957465430725563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/9132957465430725563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/9132957465430725563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-1111928319784091833</id><published>2008-05-19T21:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:19:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/SDF-Z-GBveI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4pYA0lwxDn0/s1600-h/se-w980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/SDF-Z-GBveI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4pYA0lwxDn0/s400/se-w980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202078029219741154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sony Ericsson W980&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the phone of my dream... Design woohoo, Performance OMG and features ALAMAK too good to be truth... I wan, i wan, i wan... Wahahaa.. Wahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-1111928319784091833?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/1111928319784091833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=1111928319784091833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1111928319784091833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/1111928319784091833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/sony-ericsson-w980-phone-of-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/SDF-Z-GBveI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4pYA0lwxDn0/s72-c/se-w980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-4506796391175387628</id><published>2008-05-19T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:57:58.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a Friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wZHmsVRshwU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wZHmsVRshwU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So interesting.. Actually accidentally saw tis when i was watching some video on U-tube... I miss all my basketball friends (Ben, Larry, Cartoon, Raichu, Ah Lao, Brandon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-4506796391175387628?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/4506796391175387628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=4506796391175387628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/4506796391175387628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/4506796391175387628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is-friend.html' title='What is a Friend.'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-3672317561427020291</id><published>2008-03-13T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:20:27.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry.. Honey..</title><content type='html'>After work, the first thing that came to my mine mind was to faster reach home to disturb my beloved bao bei ( Wife). She will be sitting at the corner of the bed using the com. So once i reach home i'll sure sayang(pat) her head and said wat didi u have for lunch.. But today won't be the same, as in the morning i indirectly accidently cause her to fall down. It's like a big arrow shoot thru my heart when i heard the news from her. But due to the heavy workload i never did my part as a husband to care for her. Due to tis, we had a quarrel. She felt that i care for others more than her, but the fact is that nth will be important as having her n my BB by my side. I'm very adsent minded n forgetful, maybe due to seldom using of my brain. It's 6.18pm now, after work already. I don't felt like going home, i don't wan to quarrel with bao bei.. The only things i wan right now is to disturb her using com, have dinner together n have a look at how's the injurly cause by the fall. So Sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-3672317561427020291?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/3672317561427020291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=3672317561427020291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/3672317561427020291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/3672317561427020291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-sorry-honey.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry.. Honey..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-4151261314550170311</id><published>2008-03-05T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:59:21.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr Rabbit live  in the office of Ntuc Learninghub. Nobody notice him at all ( isn't it strange??)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up to a bright sunny morning. Holding on to his carrot, Mr rabbit start his journey to find the perfect home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818SQvNBHI/AAAAAAAAACI/oveDljc3yXw/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818SQvNBHI/AAAAAAAAACI/oveDljc3yXw/s200/DSC00309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173928200091010162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't forget to take a good shot of the carrot. (Request by that stupid bunny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818UAvNBII/AAAAAAAAACQ/0PulgRf6YGg/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818UAvNBII/AAAAAAAAACQ/0PulgRf6YGg/s200/DSC00310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173928230155781250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr rabbit found a cave with a yellow colour gem inside. Maybe he can live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818UgvNBJI/AAAAAAAAACY/1tyTnzGOMWg/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818UgvNBJI/AAAAAAAAACY/1tyTnzGOMWg/s200/DSC00311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173928238745715858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Try getting in but later found out that he's to fat to squeeze in. So he given up to find a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818WAvNBKI/AAAAAAAAACg/QbDABF6E2jc/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818WAvNBKI/AAAAAAAAACg/QbDABF6E2jc/s200/DSC00312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173928264515519650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Found a new friend to play, it's the mute mouse(that's wat bunny call him). They spent the whole day play together. Than Mr rabbit found out that mute mouse best stunt is that he/she can light up his/her stomach.(OMY, felt like hitting that stupid bunny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818XQvNBLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wLNnp3oyZKM/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818XQvNBLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wLNnp3oyZKM/s200/DSC00313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173928285990356146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-4151261314550170311?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/4151261314550170311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=4151261314550170311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/4151261314550170311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/4151261314550170311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/03/mr-rabbit-live-in-office-of-ntuc.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R818SQvNBHI/AAAAAAAAACI/oveDljc3yXw/s72-c/DSC00309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7585730856306016382</id><published>2008-03-05T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:41:29.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some photo of mi at MOS burger when i went shopping with my lao po..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My ponytail.. Cute?? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R817OwvNBFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ocz8gbS7Ras/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R817OwvNBFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ocz8gbS7Ras/s200/DSC00301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173927040449840210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look funny hor.. New shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R817PQvNBGI/AAAAAAAAACA/aSRTn9PQrXI/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R817PQvNBGI/AAAAAAAAACA/aSRTn9PQrXI/s200/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173927049039774818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7585730856306016382?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7585730856306016382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7585730856306016382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7585730856306016382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7585730856306016382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-photo-of-mi-at-mos-burger-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R817OwvNBFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ocz8gbS7Ras/s72-c/DSC00301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-2498653571841271129</id><published>2008-03-05T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:36:26.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my private space in the office..</title><content type='html'>Yo ho.. So long never blog, due to lazyness.. So Sori 2 disappoint all of you.. But i'm back again..&lt;br /&gt;Working in Ntuc LEarninghub is an enjoyment to mi. I really enjoy working with William(the joker), Ima(Sexy lady), Foey(my buddy), jessie(the temp).. But happiness don't last long, LJ (ACM of our department) trying 2 kill everyone of us one by one.. She start a new rulez on 3 march stating that we had to sent her a email her every morning when we reach the office.. She's trying to set new rulez soon after our CM quit her job. F*** lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to show u some photo of my private space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One part of my table when it's still empty on 3 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811QQvNBCI/AAAAAAAAABg/M32qGsLsR4s/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811QQvNBCI/AAAAAAAAABg/M32qGsLsR4s/s200/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173920469149877282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my personal com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811RAvNBDI/AAAAAAAAABo/2mDXF_jWO8E/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811RAvNBDI/AAAAAAAAABo/2mDXF_jWO8E/s200/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173920482034779186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all this photo link together. U'll realise that it's a 'L' shape table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811RwvNBEI/AAAAAAAAABw/KLPHirVqnI0/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811RwvNBEI/AAAAAAAAABw/KLPHirVqnI0/s200/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173920494919681090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-2498653571841271129?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2498653571841271129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=2498653571841271129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2498653571841271129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2498653571841271129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-my-private-space-in-office.html' title='This is my private space in the office..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R811QQvNBCI/AAAAAAAAABg/M32qGsLsR4s/s72-c/DSC00292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-6950238247118524277</id><published>2008-02-25T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:44:15.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally work ended with shoulder and back aching.. F*** lor.. When reaching 6 something, i went up 2 the class to give out the result and certificate.. If u are meant 2 pass no matter how difficult   the question is u also can handle it.. This morning before the class start, one uncle came 2 us n told us that he 's only able 2 communicate and read simple english.. He's here 2 ask whether he can ask someone 2 be his translator.. But we can't allow any stranger to be his translator in case answer is given 2 him.. He never insisted us to find him a translator only keep mumbling that he'll fail this exam surely.. But in the end, when the result is given out .. I was so shock n at the same time happy for that uncle .. He pass his exam while an indian fella who fail the exam keep making alot of noise asking how come he fail.. After going thru alot of trouble, we finally got him to eat back his own word.. F*** lor.. If u can't get wat at the veri least don't make trouble for others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxDn8IQEI/AAAAAAAAABI/zxQi33FEIZo/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;This is the car that i using my working hour 2 search for (My favourite car 'VW Beetle convertable)&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxDn8IQEI/AAAAAAAAABI/zxQi33FEIZo/s200/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170889997993656386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shop is situated above my working place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxD38IQFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fmXCr_DxYCw/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxD38IQFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fmXCr_DxYCw/s200/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170890002288623698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never known that finger nail painting can be learn in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxEH8IQGI/AAAAAAAAABY/P4Fh8ums89g/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxEH8IQGI/AAAAAAAAABY/P4Fh8ums89g/s200/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170890006583591010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8623013475233298000-6950238247118524277?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/6950238247118524277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=6950238247118524277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/6950238247118524277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/6950238247118524277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-work-ended-with-shoulder-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8KxDn8IQEI/AAAAAAAAABI/zxQi33FEIZo/s72-c/DSC00289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-7589628425324790402</id><published>2008-02-25T00:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:42:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, Everyone... I'm back.. Done most of the shopping today.. Actually not much done la.. Hahaha.. Still thinking of buying alot of things for little princess.. As for dinner i had chicken cutlet while gal gal had fish &amp;amp; chip.. While we were having our dinner, there came a few damn F***ing C** B** gangster.. They took a table beside of us and they started 2 play.. They nearly bang into my gal gal lor.. At that time i was waiting if they really bang into us, i surely cut off their Dick making them Ah Guang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys/Girls.. Let's clap for the picture of my little princess(Chloe)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZxH8IQDI/AAAAAAAAABA/iVC-OpnWjU8/s1600-h/21+Weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582916421926962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZxH8IQDI/AAAAAAAAABA/iVC-OpnWjU8/s200/21+Weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;Romper, Mitten, Booties &amp;amp; Beanie.. All for My little princess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZkX8IQCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_MpyA2iXUSY/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582697378594850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZkX8IQCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/_MpyA2iXUSY/s200/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Cot.. (Actually is baby playpen) Brought at a very low price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZWX8IP9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/UUM7dXyIXZY/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582456860426194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZWX8IP9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/UUM7dXyIXZY/s200/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;After lots of sweats &amp;amp; energy.. Finally it was put 2gether.. Phew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZWn8IP-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/wyfkFudP-Zw/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582461155393506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZWn8IP-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/wyfkFudP-Zw/s200/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Cute right..?? Sheep Sheep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZW38IP_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/3PDlkD30jrE/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582465450360818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZW38IP_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/3PDlkD30jrE/s200/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;See the box.. After all fixed up, it was throw all around the room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZXX8IQAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Os-QPySrLLc/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582474040295426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZXX8IQAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Os-QPySrLLc/s200/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Finally.. Packing it really took away alot of my lifespan.. Phew.. Yawn.. So Sleepy now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZXn8IQBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BpmhcaZiyFk/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582478335262738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZXn8IQBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BpmhcaZiyFk/s200/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-7589628425324790402?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/7589628425324790402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=7589628425324790402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7589628425324790402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/7589628425324790402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4Y_JKMl7uo/R8GZxH8IQDI/AAAAAAAAABA/iVC-OpnWjU8/s72-c/21+Weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-2743474398410807481</id><published>2008-02-24T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:34:25.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping 4 love 1..</title><content type='html'>It's sunday.. Tomorrow starting work.. So tired. How i wish time would just stop, so i can have longer break.. Oh and my little princess is coming 2 this world soon.. Have 2 prepare clothing and so stuff for her.. :) Wohoo.. Time 2 go shopping.. Shopping.. Shop, shop, shop.. Shop till i drop.. Wohoho.. So little time so many things 2 do.. Will be posting some picture later this afternoon.. :) Maybe some of my little princess photo.. Wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-2743474398410807481?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/2743474398410807481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=2743474398410807481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2743474398410807481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/2743474398410807481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-fly-so-fast.html' title='Shopping 4 love 1..'/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623013475233298000.post-588283156665191561</id><published>2008-02-23T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:32:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHUT UP DAVIN HO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623013475233298000-588283156665191561?l=davinaintquiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/feeds/588283156665191561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623013475233298000&amp;postID=588283156665191561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/588283156665191561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623013475233298000/posts/default/588283156665191561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davinaintquiet.blogspot.com/2008/02/shut-up-davin-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>Yakakumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03135195604599778828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
