<?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-6482712785741933704</id><updated>2011-10-24T07:51:16.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE REN WAY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-85150797333524975</id><published>2011-10-23T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T11:24:36.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a happy time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Fate? What is Fate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Is it fate that I meet you? to be together? to leave ? I will always remember how i won your heart, and remember what i have done over my temper, and how sorry i am. Our time was so fast, can't believe everything is ruin. Words are hard to describe, but if don't express it, it will stuck inside of me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; We were not friends, but just strangers who may  misunderstood each other when we first met. But fated, bring us together, I meet you again after some time, and you look dazzling, i can't stop looking at you, I was fascinated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After spending some time with you, i can't imagine that i am slowly falling madly in love with you, words can't describe how I felt about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After the incident, i wanted to reach  you so many times now or in the future, but if i don't have the chance in this lifetime, i hope there's a chance we meet again in the next life and pray we have a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Are you happy now? Does he call you before you sleep? Does he think of you every time like i do? Most importantly, does he really love you more than i do? You should know my personality. I've loved you before and will always love you deep inside my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To be honest, I was sad that you stated that you love me for life. But its no one faults that we can't last a life time, its just wrong timing that we met, i really hope that we could meet later in life&lt;/span&gt;, so we can grow old with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love is just so unpredictable, we were so in love and now this,  we would probably remember for the rest of our life. Remember we separate so many times before? I have always told myself that we will be together no matter what. We have know each other so well, how could we be separate, i though u were the one i love for the rest of my life. All i am doing right now is to erase everything from my life, how foolish and cruel life can be, it crushes my heart over and over again whenever i think of both of us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No matter how much i blame myself, it just too late. I wish i have realized my flaws earlier, and could have change it, for the better. But i appreciated the times we spend together, only the good ones, and not the bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If this ever reaches you in years, a decade or even in heaven. Please know one thing, i was a completely jerk to break your hears so many times. Please forgive me for my childish act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Please remember the times that I hold your hands in the cinema and we were like newlyweds in our singapore trips, it was one of the best memories of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have nothing to ask in my life, but please please, wherever you think of me for the slightest time, it will be  a good memory between us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I pray that you found someone who will never break your heart like me. Our love taught me to appreciate the things i had, and many more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How wonderful when i call you my dearest, and yet how sorrowful that you are not mine any more. I am grateful for you in my life, and the love will be cherish forever as long i am a live. You are a important part of my life, i will never forget the short time that i have been with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Above all, i wish you always be happier than me. Then i can be in peace for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And if we do cross path in the future, i hope you will see me as a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Will miss you and please take care yourselves. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6482712785741933704-85150797333524975?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/85150797333524975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=85150797333524975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/85150797333524975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/85150797333524975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2011/10/once-happy-time.html' title='Once a happy time'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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-6482712785741933704.post-7274172422450063365</id><published>2011-10-03T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:51:16.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we've really talked and I miss you. I miss the times and everything we had. I want you back in my life 'cause it's great having a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I acted mad and dumb while we were going out but so did you. If I could turn back time I would make things right. I heard some stuff and I let that get to my head. I wasn't mature enough back then to go up to you and talk things out with you. Instead I acted like a little girl by ignoring you when you would try to talk to me. I'm sorry for hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if you care now or if you've lost feelings for me... I don't know how you feel. My feelings for you are still the same and memories don't erase, they stay with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that it's true; you really don't ever know what you've got till you lose it. I lost you and if there was any way I could talk to you again I would, but you seem to have forgotten about me and you'll probably never read this, but this how I feel and I miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;I look around me, and I can’t believe that you’re not here. The world feels so dark and empty without you.  Even going for a good lunch, i won't feel the same anymore, cause no one is sharing with me like u do . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I remember how angry I got over what you said, I can hardly believe it now. I was mad, but that anger wasn’t worth any of this. I am sorry for all the small matter, that i took anger towards u , i regretted every since :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;em&gt;When I think of  the jokes to made me smile, i jus laugh right now and at the same time in tears and how your smile just lit up the whole room, I can barely remember the reason we’re fighting now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I understand if you are sad inside (sorry) , but I want you to know that if you call or show up, I’ll drop whatever I’m doing so we can work this out. No matter how long it take , i will stand besides u , no matter what, i love u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&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/6482712785741933704-7274172422450063365?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/7274172422450063365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=7274172422450063365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/7274172422450063365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/7274172422450063365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-sorry-but-i-still-love-u-jy.html' title='Its been a while'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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-6482712785741933704.post-1651758317444694414</id><published>2009-05-30T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:43:16.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SioAhh3dMTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HY73ChVofuw/s1600-h/SML_barcelona-football-club-badge-fc-barcelona-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SioAhh3dMTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HY73ChVofuw/s320/SML_barcelona-football-club-badge-fc-barcelona-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344084483855167794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Champions League Final Barcelona Vs Man Utd 2-0 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Before the match, i wake up several times, because i was worry, scared, have feeling of a bad omen. I was thinking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Barcelona will lose, Man Utd is too strong, but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;was wrong, BARCELONA WON. The Team Won in style.............. Barcelona dominate the match after ten minutes, and Man Utd doesn't stand a chance against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY TEAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Happy go lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. My friends keep telling me that Man Utd going to trash Barcelona, Who is talking now.......lol. I LOVE BARCELONA   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My friend's graduated from CIMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken a few photo of my friends, before they leave.......SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thubha i will miss you man........Always have fun with you, good luck in Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam the guy who is stronger than me.......lol. Take care and all the best in Australia too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tracy, no comment, get to see you everyday anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lastly a post for  the Korean girl, Jessica Kim Hye Ji. Favourite quatoes: What~~~~~~~,No~~~~~~~~~~~, ARRGGG~~~~~~, Tommya~~~~~ and others ( too much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good luck everyone and all the best. You too J.e.s.s.i.c.a, still owe me korean lunch...... see you soon, hope you go monash. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never regret what I did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows me well enough, i never regret what i did, cause what i did or have done, there is a reason behind it. So for the person who have been bad mouthing me all the time, can you please stop the childishness. Telling people who i don't even know, about shit things about me, telling people to threaten me in MSN (do you think i will be scare, i am not like YOU, i got guts to do things, unlike you, being fake all the time, and you know you are). You are just a liar, i pity and despise you. During this months, i ignored what you told my friends about me, and honestly this have to stop, cause your just making it worse with your big disfigure mouth ( quickly go do operation :) I am pround of being mys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;elf, an&lt;/span&gt;d i will still miss someone dearly no matter what, call me studpid, i don't care. I know you are telling everybody about the incident, but who cares. Keep continue this if you want, it will not affect me anyway, i don't even know the person, people who knows me, they know i am not FAKE, thats enough for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Good bye my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take care my friend, this will be the 5 th time i will send you to the airport. I will miss you........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-1651758317444694414?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/1651758317444694414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=1651758317444694414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1651758317444694414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1651758317444694414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SioAhh3dMTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HY73ChVofuw/s72-c/SML_barcelona-football-club-badge-fc-barcelona-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-1003822865957743529</id><published>2009-03-26T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:06:34.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag by Gan Bee Kee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Re&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;move 1 question from below and add in a personal question, make it a total of 20 questions. Then tag 5 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;1. Crazy stuff u did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;     I think was acting as a gay and play a fool with a person that is gay.....lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;2. most regrettable incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;    Past is past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;3. If you are given a chance to reverse your life,will you back to the past ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;     Yes, i will. cause can prevent the regrettable incident.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;4. What would u do if u were to die tomorrow ?&lt;br /&gt;    I will do what ever i want&lt;br /&gt;    I will do whatever i want, and will not regret anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there someone in your heart right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;      I am not sure....... too complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.... but most probably no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;6. Do you feel loved in this world ?&lt;br /&gt;    No, i feel there is more hate and evil in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most ?&lt;br /&gt;    Everything that i care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;8. What do you feel like doing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;    Blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;9. If there’s someone that you love, would you confess to him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes, but i need to be very sure, do not want to have to love someone not worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;10. List 5 things that u like in a guy/girl.&lt;br /&gt;      same like Gan bee kee........lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;11. What are the requirements that you not wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;      to lie, cheat or do anything behind my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;12. What do you think is your purpose in life?&lt;br /&gt;       to be kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;13. Do you feel like killing someone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;       yeah, Azrool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you had a choice to be rich or happy, which one would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;       Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want to be in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;      Only when the right time and person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;16. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;              To be less nice.....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;17. What is the most prized possession that you wish you can bring to Heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;       my soul only i can gave to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;18. Name one love song that you have in mind and why?&lt;br /&gt;       Wonder girls- nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is the one thing you love about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;       being polite to girls ONLY.....lool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;20. Does true love exist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;      For me, yes, but we need to find the right person and not fooling around with ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I tag: no one.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-1003822865957743529?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/1003822865957743529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=1003822865957743529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1003822865957743529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1003822865957743529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-by-gan-bee-kee.html' title='Tag by Gan Bee Kee'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-9174465970174482210</id><published>2009-03-07T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:07:30.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A test</title><content type='html'>This a test that i took, its like a psychological test that my friend gave it to me, here are the results.......lol......to be honest, it is quite true..... really hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-9174465970174482210?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/9174465970174482210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=9174465970174482210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/9174465970174482210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/9174465970174482210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2009/03/test.html' title='A test'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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-6482712785741933704.post-8105140097087625689</id><published>2009-02-18T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:27:21.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary Reunion 6N</title><content type='html'>It has been 7 years that i left my primary schools..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not miss much about my primary life, because i got a lot of bad memories there. For example, got whacked by the teachers there.........lol. But after a few years and now going to University, i start missing those times that i play all those childish games when i was a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxLtBRBh1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ayguYpSZJcc/s1600-h/650166461106l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxLtBRBh1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ayguYpSZJcc/s320/650166461106l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304197697941636946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 This is my classmate for 6 years, we were celebrating children day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God, how i miss children days........lol. But what i miss the most is my friends there. During the years, I only saw some of my primary mates that lives near my area. The others i have not contact in years.........SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there is a reunion earlier, but i did not attend, because i am busy that time about certain things. And this year, there is another reunion for our class 6N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my friends , and i were very surprise that they all grow up and such....... Some I forget their names and some i do not expect that they change so much...... They said i change, talk more now compare to last time......lol. I also saw my form teacher for 6 years..... and she still our name list after all these year....During the time she teach, many things happens, but i know she loves us very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxQ0zhoi8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/kXvRFx-YwWc/s1600-h/n599792308_1520746_231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxQ0zhoi8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/kXvRFx-YwWc/s320/n599792308_1520746_231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304203329250298818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxRuq3WCCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/trVSEtyylyA/s1600-h/n599792308_1520757_3797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxRuq3WCCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/trVSEtyylyA/s320/n599792308_1520757_3797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204323357853730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxR-lz6buI/AAAAAAAAAH0/VcYtillZLmY/s1600-h/n599792308_1520762_5562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxR-lz6buI/AAAAAAAAAH0/VcYtillZLmY/s320/n599792308_1520762_5562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304204596879191778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxSf9rK5oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SCZe6cXwFK4/s1600-h/n599792308_1520766_7099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxSuB-6NdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Lf5-s85hciU/s320/n599792308_1520758_4152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304205411895358930" border="0" /&gt;GOING TO MISS YOU GUYS.....AND ALL THE BEST FOR THE FUTURE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-8105140097087625689?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/8105140097087625689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=8105140097087625689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/8105140097087625689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/8105140097087625689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2009/02/primary-reunion-6n.html' title='Primary Reunion 6N'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SZxLtBRBh1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ayguYpSZJcc/s72-c/650166461106l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-7316209510719724585</id><published>2009-02-09T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:04:45.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My gym story</title><content type='html'>Holidays is bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays is relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays is fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays is tiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays is........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking of holiday is this and that, but after i realize, holidays is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days went to the gym with my gyms buddy( Bryan, Keng Gein, Leng lui Michelle and Cindy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gyms buddy said i have become  a monster since the days i join the gym and i ask them why. I was curious why they said that, when i was lifting 170 kg for my squat and 80 kg bench press. Pretty Heavy right? LO quite arrogant...........but you need to think, i was a kid that can't even do a single push up back in those days....... can't even run.........SAD. You think when a kid was playing cat and mouse, who always lose huh......lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest...... i have met some great people in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;We can said that we click just the moment we meet......lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Michelle..... Never imagine that she is so pretty right now..........lol. Oh by the way, her body is now totally nice and sexy. Damm sound so perverted. Swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to continue fitness first for many more years to come. But now, damm tired, ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-7316209510719724585?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/7316209510719724585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=7316209510719724585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/7316209510719724585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/7316209510719724585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-gym-story.html' title='My gym story'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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-6482712785741933704.post-1190219502171143891</id><published>2008-12-30T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:10:55.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye 2008, 2009 here i come.</title><content type='html'>HHHHmmmm where to began with.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when i count down for 2008, i went count down at Genting, it was a lot of fun, but after that we got stop by the police, said we were speeding, SAD. Sad begin of 2008 right, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually suppose to start college on January. Then i think, i want to have some rest, after so long of studying  and concentrating of the annoying SPM. To begin with, I was worried that my SPM was so bad that i cannot get in to any college. Because i was not a very GOOD BOY student in school and that time so emotional about something. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the break, i went to a lot of places to go have some fun. Met some people as well, nice to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my father applied Sunway university college. I was like what the hell, cause my first choice was either HELP or TAYLORS. Then the next few days, i being grumpy over it........ being childish. I do not know what he applied what course for me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of college, was really unpredicable, i went to the wrong programmed,. Then i know, my father enrolled me the programmed called CIMP. At first, i do not know what the hell CIMP programme is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that i never regret that i come to this programmed.  Meet  new friends that made me happy , but at the  same time  also loses some friend.........sigh.  Do not know how to explain, but is happy and sad at the same time being in CIMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to meet people who cares about me, even though knowing them for such a short period of time. LOL, what a lucky guy i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i just want to said, GOOD BYE 2008 and 2009 HERE I COME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-1190219502171143891?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/1190219502171143891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=1190219502171143891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1190219502171143891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1190219502171143891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-2008-2009-here-i-come.html' title='Bye 2008, 2009 here i come.'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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-6482712785741933704.post-3389181990114814794</id><published>2008-11-11T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:45:24.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College life part 2: Special post to Nadia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SRmOWSVIu5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YkQs3PlC8PI/s1600-h/IMG_5705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SRmOWSVIu5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YkQs3PlC8PI/s320/IMG_5705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267397752715262866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College life part 2.........lol.........not high school musical yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the first semester end, we have a lot of assignment to do, such as ISU, and more lah. I rmb i first met Nadia.....AKA my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a really nice person, she is there for me, when i was in my deepest emo. She help me through that phrase, that sucky emo phrase. I though i will be depressed for a very long time, but in truth, i get over it, because of YOU. Your patience and kindness of listen everything annoying that i said, really made me think that i deserve a lot better. Although i have just met you, in a short period of time, i really think that you are one of an important to me and you are a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL, I REALLY APPREACIATED FOR HOW YOU HELP ME AND BE SUCH A GOOD FRIEND. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although last sem, we were not that close, but i really like the friendship that we had now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being such a Good Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for listening for my nonsense always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for making me feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for Sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for giving me such good advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the laugh that made me feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being so patience over my stupid action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for letting me express my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for telling me things that made me feel good of my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for insulting me GAY.........LOL JUS JKJK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for giving me a chance to let me know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND, NADIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-3389181990114814794?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/3389181990114814794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=3389181990114814794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/3389181990114814794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/3389181990114814794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/11/college-life-part-2-special-post-to.html' title='College life part 2: Special post to Nadia'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SRmOWSVIu5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YkQs3PlC8PI/s72-c/IMG_5705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-1853838383347056377</id><published>2008-10-25T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T06:19:10.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My collge life</title><content type='html'>I love my college life so far, and it is really fun. Everyday there is a new challege, and CIMP programme is the best. Everyone is nice, cheerful, pretty and handsome. Glad to have join this programme. So I will talk about my college from the begining. I started my college during march,the first day i came here, i went to the wrong the programme, and went to MUFY (so clumsy), i only realize after one week, lol. Then i transfer to CIMP and never regret it. I rmb the first day i was sitting with a tall fella called Andrew, i though he was a fierce dude when i first saw him but end up he is kind hearted giant, lol. Then i met David, who is a very nice person, who always help me during when i have trouble of my hw. Also, i met tons of other people during the first semester, i met tracy( friends/enemy), darwin( future bf for tracy), Martin( carefree person), Nina( fashion icon), Nadia( my dear), Adeline(dun fight liao:), Joana( cute person), Annit, Alizah, Zaleha, Airene, Izzat (smart ass), Azrool( racist),Charis, Yin, Kyle( future prey of mine), Catherine, Hendra, Jacylen and the others( sorry if i had left anyone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i rmb and know is that Tracy just live by my house, and as for that, she ask me if i can fetch her to college for the first sem, being a nice guy and all, i agree of fetching her, witout any payment. Y i am so nice? yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261035239627773762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQLzrSDTV0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/sZ3XEr6-wHQ/s320/1_368942737l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thats y i cannot smile, u were beside me, jus jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rmb that our classmate, always said we like each other, but seriously u dunno a thing or two everyone, am i right Tracy: You dunno what happen in the car. I was like wth. But nvm luckly Darwin came by and become your darling, and i no need to fetch u anymore, hahaahaaaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261061070441884034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMLK1VTKYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/66-JwPxl0iU/s320/IMG_2127.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My favourite couple(lovely)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she is a good friend, and there for me when i am emo, THX YOU, wei if you two get married, i want to be the maid of honour or the best man yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMhBJENLmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/utZYD1iSOkU/s1600-h/Picture+159.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261085093196017250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMhBJENLmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/utZYD1iSOkU/s320/Picture+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who is a nice and gud person, help me in many problems, glad to have know him and he being my friend. Hope your dream come true man. LOL , rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMmYbNHPKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bmhtBZmiVIc/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261090990760344738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMmYbNHPKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bmhtBZmiVIc/s320/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FUN TIMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who can forget Martin. Martin is a carefree and nice person. I remember the first time i see him, i think he was kinda mature looking. I remember I ask him about my first impression, he said that i have a fuck face and actually don't want to talk to me, lol, sad. But he is the only person, except for Andrew who chat football with me in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMpNpNzXCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CF1MPZs2P9U/s1600-h/IMG_6550.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261094104077655074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SQMpNpNzXCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/CF1MPZs2P9U/s320/IMG_6550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THX FOR BRINGING TO CLUBBING WHEN I AM EMO AND SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-1853838383347056377?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/1853838383347056377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=1853838383347056377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1853838383347056377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1853838383347056377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-collge-life-and-dedicated-to-all-my.html' title='My collge life'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SQLzrSDTV0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/sZ3XEr6-wHQ/s72-c/1_368942737l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-4602440141673151327</id><published>2008-09-29T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:52:13.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>I rmb i was very fat and that i always dun fell unease or anything, i jus felt plz for wat i am and wat i am not. I always think that no matter how i look, still ppl will like for myself. By the way i am not tat desperate for girls. u can c my pic when i was fat then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODm3Yp7n2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Id0POCrcJ2c/s1600-h/IMG_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODm3Yp7n2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Id0POCrcJ2c/s320/IMG_3007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251451004699516770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODnPuN_Y9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/3shRqGj0L-4/s1600-h/IMG_3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODnPuN_Y9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/3shRqGj0L-4/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251451422804763602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODnfSP7b-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xeiXReh5194/s1600-h/IMG_3028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODnfSP7b-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xeiXReh5194/s320/IMG_3028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251451690174607330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODn5MYmJxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4Crt2O9sUr0/s1600-h/IMG_2759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODn5MYmJxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4Crt2O9sUr0/s320/IMG_2759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251452135276947218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODoDbbZt4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/yrV_kkmpL1Y/s1600-h/IMG_3041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODoDbbZt4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/yrV_kkmpL1Y/s320/IMG_3041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251452311113938818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But then, every teenager will grow up and have an aim in life. My aim back then was....... cannot tell, lol. There is something tat made me change, tats it. ( refer to my old post) I jus wan to thank the person and wish she all the best of luck. Now my present self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODpEA7n4vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xg1Bw_vP8pQ/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODpEA7n4vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xg1Bw_vP8pQ/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251453420692824818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODpLyk8ueI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h4aZ89j0VQM/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODpLyk8ueI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h4aZ89j0VQM/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251453554278578658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODp3HNeORI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bdqIK3BPG68/s1600-h/Picture+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODp3HNeORI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bdqIK3BPG68/s320/Picture+373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251454298551630098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODql3J7ZfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LFmbAj2ggOc/s1600-h/IMG_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODql3J7ZfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/LFmbAj2ggOc/s320/IMG_1503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251455101695649266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODrMzC7YmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BXFkvshfr1k/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SODrMzC7YmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BXFkvshfr1k/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251455770607444578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA jus glad to be fitter than normal, by the way i got an A for my physical test, lol jus worth it after all those training. now for some burgers, McDonald's. Anyway, anyone can change, its as long the person got put an effort or not only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-4602440141673151327?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/4602440141673151327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=4602440141673151327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/4602440141673151327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/4602440141673151327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SODm3Yp7n2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Id0POCrcJ2c/s72-c/IMG_3007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-7505804418221978697</id><published>2008-09-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:22:23.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The times part 2</title><content type='html'>I SAID I WILL CONTINUE THIS BLOG, OK? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPdHD_AbpI/AAAAAAAAADs/-1WbMNr1W5k/s1600-h/DSC02509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPdHD_AbpI/AAAAAAAAADs/-1WbMNr1W5k/s320/DSC02509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247781104215158418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                lol WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPddluytfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FW8prE-_O2I/s1600-h/IMG_5699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPddluytfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FW8prE-_O2I/s320/IMG_5699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247781491231077874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          acting romantic with jin mei, good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPeOxJcCJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BnYD50JsXEw/s1600-h/09-02-07_1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPeOxJcCJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BnYD50JsXEw/s320/09-02-07_1222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247782336109217938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                        5k1   ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPfW6M30iI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2jvn1-rElhA/s1600-h/IMG_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPfW6M30iI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2jvn1-rElhA/s320/IMG_0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247783575490122274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                DURING PROM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-7505804418221978697?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/7505804418221978697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=7505804418221978697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/7505804418221978697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/7505804418221978697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/09/times-part-2.html' title='The times part 2'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SNPdHD_AbpI/AAAAAAAAADs/-1WbMNr1W5k/s72-c/DSC02509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-1544007009711307135</id><published>2008-09-17T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:30:01.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday MEL</title><content type='html'>September 18, 1991, was the day that mel was born. (change the world , lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has know mel for  almost 6 years already, lol, times jus fly right. We were same class during form 1 and then form 4 and 5. U can said he is one of my best bud and he is nice, lol.  I rmb when i first time met him, he was like, hhhhmmmm, forget liao. But i know tat he is the only friend who bought me something every time he go somewhere or at my birthday, jus glad has a friend like u, today u will be suprise, u will c. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEr77TGl8I/AAAAAAAAABo/A8C2laD6R3Q/s1600-h/IMG_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEr77TGl8I/AAAAAAAAABo/A8C2laD6R3Q/s320/IMG_2787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247023349393430466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                young mel during form 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEsQ6ifesI/AAAAAAAAABw/u66qGiWkUX0/s1600-h/IMG_5745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEsQ6ifesI/AAAAAAAAABw/u66qGiWkUX0/s320/IMG_5745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247023709966793410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Such pretenders, lol&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEsey42_HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VxgrPhJ3GMY/s1600-h/IMG_6791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEsey42_HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VxgrPhJ3GMY/s320/IMG_6791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247023948431293554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    During King and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEtDB0YqSI/AAAAAAAAACA/aBD4zxvBAFQ/s1600-h/1_711075664l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEtDB0YqSI/AAAAAAAAACA/aBD4zxvBAFQ/s320/1_711075664l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247024570914351394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                           Last day of school man, sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEtaOtB0tI/AAAAAAAAACI/zNP4yVw7xAM/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEtaOtB0tI/AAAAAAAAACI/zNP4yVw7xAM/s320/DSC00236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247024969510146770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEuPl_KzAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/D660jh2M8po/s1600-h/IMG_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEuPl_KzAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/D660jh2M8po/s320/IMG_0329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247025886293314562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Mel and moon yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEv7VpbPaI/AAAAAAAAACg/Au-K6h_gi4Q/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEv7VpbPaI/AAAAAAAAACg/Au-K6h_gi4Q/s320/DSC00314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247027737333022114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Hang out even though still graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEvDZNY4_I/AAAAAAAAACY/079e7L6Sir4/s1600-h/IMG_0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEvDZNY4_I/AAAAAAAAACY/079e7L6Sir4/s320/IMG_0278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247026776216495090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                        Dun forget me man, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA , just wish u happy birthday , sorry cannot gave u anything this year, hope u are well man and have a HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-1544007009711307135?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/1544007009711307135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=1544007009711307135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1544007009711307135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1544007009711307135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-mel.html' title='Happy birthday MEL'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEr77TGl8I/AAAAAAAAABo/A8C2laD6R3Q/s72-c/IMG_2787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-3990374733321056641</id><published>2008-09-17T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:23:04.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The times Part 1</title><content type='html'>Times jus pass by so quickly, the other day, i was just preparing for my SPM and now i am almost ending my CIMP programmes at sunway, sigh. Gonna made my big decision sooner or later, hope can succeed it. After CIMP , everyone will go their separate ways and may be we will never c each other again, but nvm we need to move on about it. I haven't see my high school friend in a while already, hahahahaha except for naailah, visha, rahman and of course Ah jin. High school was fun and i miss everyone very much. But i need to meet new people as this is part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Me( fat and geeky and ugly) and syamim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEdMMl7JeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/m3tM_I_6IlI/s1600-h/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEdMMl7JeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/m3tM_I_6IlI/s320/IMG_2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247007136239265250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEduvnDRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rdn1XVBR-84/s1600-h/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEduvnDRLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rdn1XVBR-84/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247007729754784946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             The Japan Transfer programme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEeKYiazrI/AAAAAAAAABA/s_TZl7mz7zY/s1600-h/IMG_3141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEeKYiazrI/AAAAAAAAABA/s_TZl7mz7zY/s320/IMG_3141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247008204597677746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Wat i wish for in life ( sad) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEeyfA8L5I/AAAAAAAAABI/PPyKPEwZnuo/s1600-h/IMG_3715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEeyfA8L5I/AAAAAAAAABI/PPyKPEwZnuo/s320/IMG_3715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247008893531074450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Sin fui , me and beautiful lee ching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEfSuumWXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LuhMgBf042w/s1600-h/IMG_5632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEfSuumWXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LuhMgBf042w/s320/IMG_5632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247009447504927090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                Me and Miho ( we took more than 50 pic together ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEfxrjN7XI/AAAAAAAAABY/bZXNxZ_k9wA/s1600-h/IMG_5671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEfxrjN7XI/AAAAAAAAABY/bZXNxZ_k9wA/s320/IMG_5671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247009979227827570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                    LOL , i dun like to smile last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEgSXsKSbI/AAAAAAAAABg/hjpYFfuou-M/s1600-h/IMG_6887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEgSXsKSbI/AAAAAAAAABg/hjpYFfuou-M/s320/IMG_6887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247010540832311730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Thx for coming my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha good memories lah, hahaha i will continue this after i celebrate birthday with mel, c ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-3990374733321056641?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/3990374733321056641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=3990374733321056641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/3990374733321056641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/3990374733321056641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/09/times-part-1.html' title='The times Part 1'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SNEdMMl7JeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/m3tM_I_6IlI/s72-c/IMG_2760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482712785741933704.post-1740227426668058649</id><published>2008-08-30T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:21:08.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>Wow damm stress this week lah, got so many assignment to do, not just tat, i need to clean my room cause jus move in to the new house, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also next week , i got 3 test, 2 qui and 1 chapter presentation, SAD. Have to do work, although got weekends and holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, HAPPY MERDEKA EVERYONE,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6482712785741933704-1740227426668058649?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/1740227426668058649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=1740227426668058649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1740227426668058649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/1740227426668058649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/08/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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-6482712785741933704.post-379360914956306918</id><published>2008-08-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:16:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chew family Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not the first time i blog(everything the past all delete) but just feel like blogging some new stuff and not emo stuff anymore,lol. Ok , a lot of things happen this week , so i am talk about my big bro Lih Lune weddings, first. He got married at bankers club and he is now very happy. U can c the pic as u can c. lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxdQhJ2mWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MMMZfvrE0D4/s1600-h/IMG_1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxdQhJ2mWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MMMZfvrE0D4/s320/IMG_1474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236663005084031330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pouring red wine lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxb8UIxaFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/K7VCaEq8yNs/s1600-h/IMG_1468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxb8UIxaFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/K7VCaEq8yNs/s320/IMG_1468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236661558480824402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cutting the cake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxdRB6lFYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vu9QTuNaIZA/s1600-h/IMG_1477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxdRB6lFYI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Vu9QTuNaIZA/s320/IMG_1477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236663013878338946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fong jie and me&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/6482712785741933704-379360914956306918?l=chewlihren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/feeds/379360914956306918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6482712785741933704&amp;postID=379360914956306918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/379360914956306918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6482712785741933704/posts/default/379360914956306918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chewlihren.blogspot.com/2008/08/chew-family-wedding.html' title='Chew family Wedding'/><author><name>Chew Lih Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08211636502186276222</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/_VnI4__FmviI/SKxdQhJ2mWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/MMMZfvrE0D4/s72-c/IMG_1474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
