<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 02:50:44 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Look beyond the sky, you will see the galaxy...</title><description></description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-8548355511118779928</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 12:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T20:40:06.804+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>finally my murderous examinations have come to an end, and my flustered heart has found serenity, and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my winter holidays have at last, reached my doorsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me close to a day to arrive at Vancouver, with a transit in Taipei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only torture; long flight, and insufficient legroom for a monster like me, will result one to suffer from extreme body aches after landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cold weather here, -7 degrees, reminds me of the days i was back in Shanghai. The only difference is, i am not alone. i am glad Sealion accompanied me here and even went all the way to visit my already old and wrinkled granny when we were transiting in Taiwan given the short time we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the air back home in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i cannot write anymore as i am drowned in the million emotions and thoughts running about in me that i no longer know what to say. it is like you know how it feels, but it's unspeakable, and inexplicable. if only i could steal a piece of my thought and play it on a video, but reality does not permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i guess, i could only say, at the very least, i am happier now, even though it appears as though i have vanished into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it is just plain beautiful, to live a simpler life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-8548355511118779928?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-my-murderous-examinations-have.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-7892420268677435304</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 07:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-05T16:02:33.736+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>my day sunk as the most tragic event has to take place in my life:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my beloved wallet, which means everything to me as it was a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, sealion made me smile again with two surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish Singaporeans could be kinder to me by returning me just the wallet and my polaroid photos. the last time i recalled i picked up a wallet, i sent it to the neighbourhood police post. i thought what comes around, should go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-7892420268677435304?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-day-sunk-as-most-tragic-event-has-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-1751283156319894641</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-01T23:44:34.770+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>daddy asked me about the progress of my examinations and i was stumped for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mummy on the side said, "he's too distracted with other matters than SCHOOL WORK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how kind, she knows i have problems focusing and she still bought me a new nintendo and psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her actions are extremely contradictory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pouts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-1751283156319894641?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/12/daddy-asked-me-about-progress-of-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-8762273876930001238</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 05:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T13:19:22.493+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>a random thought struck me as i sit next to my windows, glazing out at the beautiful warm sky, drinking my manuka honey drink which sealion bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone deserves a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has a history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not as if something bad has happened in my life which has caused this sudden out of the blue idea to appear in my mind but maybe because everything for me now is going back on track and i finally realized what is more consequential, and what is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can change whatever that has happened, but the future is in the grasp of our own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the world will become a better place to live in if we all learn from the silly mistakes we made and understand the true meaning of what forgiving and forgetting is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy and embrace my new life as Teddy Christian Zeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, things may not necessarily appear gloomy even though all deem to be negative because out there in the grey clouds, there is always a silver lining shining its way through. out of the all the mishap, you will get to see the that there is always hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 1 Corinthians: there are three things that last, faith, hope and love; and the greatest of these is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-8762273876930001238?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thought-struck-me-as-i-sit-next.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-5689864965568029240</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T21:04:04.826+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>life is disgusting, especially when it is plagued with examination questions that are almost implausible to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i made the wrongest decision in my life, and that was to take up the path of being an engineer. if i had knew that the fate of it would be so disastrous, i would have taken up some communication course, and not forcing my way through to follow into the footsteps of my beloved father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my results for this semester would be an easy word to describe and it would be, "screwed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i only wish my winter holidays would drop by faster so that i do not have to breathe each day with stress and depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more papers, and two more disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-5689864965568029240?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-disgusting-especially-when-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-4669201762750850483</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 17:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T01:24:53.825+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i wish someone would kidnap me by before Friday so that i can skip my upcoming killer papers which are probably going to send me straight to hell for my immolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to be grilled so badly on the firestones that i will most likely be beyond recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thank you you Christopher for being my god parent and came for my baptism mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were fantastic. although you stood up at times you were not supposed to and sat down at times you were not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for the kidnappers', please kindly release me by 8th december so that i can go for my holiday at Vancouver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-4669201762750850483?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wish-someone-would-kidnap-me-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-5305001591668935731</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 12:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T20:56:43.212+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i tested mummy's reaction today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outcome : Disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "妈，我退学来帮你做你的生意好吗？“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy gave me the almost devouring me expression : "你在跟我开玩笑吗？” (if only i had my polaroid or video camera to record down that instant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : "当然啦！“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempt failed. i have to pull it through this arduous journey of mechanics and free body diagrams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-5305001591668935731?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-tested-mummys-reaction-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-1770516245575033321</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 12:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T20:17:45.699+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i'm vexed, frustrated, livid and jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-1770516245575033321?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-vexed-frustrated-livid-and-jaded.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-6237768817051783776</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 08:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T16:13:19.592+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i detest studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me fat as i keep eating to keep my eyes wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel imbecile because nothing appears comprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like i am greying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-6237768817051783776?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-detest-studying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-607133139167748558</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 09:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T17:38:09.353+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>examinations are commencing in less than two weeks time and i am still not feeling the kick yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite phrase to my friends now each time i "attempt" to start studying, "let's quit school and start some business."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is a total bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-607133139167748558?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/examinations-are-commencing-in-less.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-6560700584142311356</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T04:13:32.708+08:00</atom:updated><title>TY sealion.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SvHelAX94SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dLgS5dEiYrI/s1600-h/IMG_1248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SvHelAX94SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dLgS5dEiYrI/s400/IMG_1248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400342155530985762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SvHek5SE0pI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tOrlnOXtoDw/s1600-h/IMG_1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 240px;" 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SvHdyIKj5uI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xamLCStAORE/s1600-h/IMG_1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SvHdyIKj5uI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xamLCStAORE/s400/IMG_1210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400341281448912610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quiet getaway from Singapore to celebrate my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the surprise was the stay at a seaside resort at Desaru, Johore Bahru. Although the sea is nothing comparable to those that one can experience at Maldives whereby the waters are so blue and crystal clear, but i supposed, it was good enough, to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no loud speakers flaunting its bass and abilities to deafen one's ears, but there were noises of the sea gushing against the shores. there were no strong wind breathing from the air-condition that chills the entire place, but there were the sea breeze which gave the air around an unique scent. there were no crowds and loud celebration, just us, walking by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had one of my dream fulfilled in this trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally get to see a full rainbow right ahead in front of me, on the beach. it was so resplendent and somehow, i just cannot recall when was the last time i ever saw the seven colors displaying its beauty in front of me. in fact, i had never seen one full rainbow, whereby i could see both ends and miraculously, i get to share and catch the glimpse of this special moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life had suddenly took a sharp turn and became slower and i could not sense the time ticking away. the day and night walks by the sea was an inexplicable joy. for a moment, i wished i never had to return to the callous reality for this place somehow barricades all my sorrows and troubles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so in love with the hungry sea, the glaring sun, the quiet moon, and the glittering stars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making a cake for me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the wallet you got for me in August. (a present in advance.)&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the bose sound system you got for my new room.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the birthday card you wrote for me outside the lecture theatre.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything you have done so far to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sealion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: the black pepper crab has caused me stomach cramps for days:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-6560700584142311356?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/ty-sealion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SvHelAX94SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dLgS5dEiYrI/s72-c/IMG_1248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-2486650023402561870</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 03:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T11:21:43.093+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>thank you all for making my birthday a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it was not exactly so much of a BLAST, or a one week's celebration, i was glad that i had a simple and a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sealion was away but promised me a surprise when returned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the three huge spongebob helium balloons- thank you Zx&lt;br /&gt;i love the polaroid camera - thank you Iris, J, H&lt;br /&gt;i love the customize cap - thank you R&lt;br /&gt;i love the puzzle made up with my photos - thank you Wy&lt;br /&gt;i love the cash rewards - thank you mummy, daddy, kor and jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i love those sweet messages from those who had sent me their kind blessings:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited for yours, you did not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so as i thought this was one of the best opportunity we had left but i supposed we will just be this way as you wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-2486650023402561870?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-all-for-making-my-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-5663572245188589749</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T02:04:41.898+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I SWEAR I WILL NEVER USE THE HANDICAPPED TOILET EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT DARN LOCK WAS SPOILT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was defecating comfortably on the seat with my pants off, some woman opened my door and she saw my BUTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i FEEL VIOLATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit smartly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-5663572245188589749?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-swear-i-will-never-use-handicapped.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-8591030496476714171</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 07:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T15:12:22.643+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i think i have an overdosed of caffeine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so exhausted and the deprivation of sleep makes the effect of the coffee almost negligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i detest school, quizzes, reports, assignments, and projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-8591030496476714171?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-i-have-overdosed-of-caffeine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-5948821279811336482</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 02:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T10:14:57.328+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i love spontaneous ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how we decided to forgo the two movie tickets we have bought and drive to Kuala Lumpur at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was insane and we nearly had to sleep on the streets and the traffic police was been anal, trying to blackmail me just because i was going in the opposite direction. darn the stupid and almost none existence road signs. thankfully the hotel was good, and almost comparable to Ritz Carlton, one of my favorite hideout in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, the best catch was, the stay was only S$148.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another happy day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is becoming so dull and unappealing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-5948821279811336482?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-spontaneous-ideas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-2579810255421734176</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T19:16:57.278+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>you made me smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i was expecting a form of surprise, but i could not figure out what it exactly was until i saw what was laid on my car's windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your silly gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-2579810255421734176?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-made-me-smile-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-3059914023772978799</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 20:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T05:01:04.693+08:00</atom:updated><title>NUGENO bioessence!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SuDH8QeYkjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGYDXulOcV4/s1600-h/TNP+HPFC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SuDH8QeYkjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGYDXulOcV4/s400/TNP+HPFC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395532191618339378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SuDH7wSaOJI/AAAAAAAAACs/MF5Osk1WkOM/s1600-h/IMG_0491_DI_low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SuDH7wSaOJI/AAAAAAAAACs/MF5Osk1WkOM/s400/IMG_0491_DI_low+res.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395532182978181266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my photoshoot for NUGENO is out and there you go, it's so small, i almost looked insignificant. but the nugeno representatives were really nice and suggested that they might want me to do some form of "selling" the product with 林峰 when he comes to Singapore year end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-3059914023772978799?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/nugeno-bioessence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIJnAlrcaBE/SuDH8QeYkjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGYDXulOcV4/s72-c/TNP+HPFC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-7854070027624951098</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 21:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T05:32:45.184+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>anyone can see, my brains are officially dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i can actually type three entries within a matter of hours instead of forcing the complex knowledge of the physics and etc into my own personal memory card that is attached at the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my BED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-7854070027624951098?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/anyone-can-see-my-brains-are-officially.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-2011882560894775840</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 21:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T05:30:37.939+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i just realized i do not like watching too many movies, especially those with influence from the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow they depict sex as something too loose and marriage looks vulnerable and fragile and even though you might have everything you dream of of an impeccable family, your "thing" in our pants still wriggle out to taste the forbidden fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so darn insecure and uncertain of eternal partnership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i feel is, do what you want to do when you are single, but when you are not, stick it to the same "hole" or the same "bird".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my crudeness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-2011882560894775840?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-realized-i-do-not-like-watching.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-920134435101545112</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 18:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T05:22:17.100+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i'm getting too old to do the once thought to be fun study plan; overnight camping at some fast food eateries to do mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it has nothing to do with the jumping of numbers as the years go by, but just myself losing my focus, and my aim to succeed with better grades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R and i are thinking of quitting school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought maybe it is time i should steer my vision to my mother's business, her home bakery which is a rather lucrative deal. after all, Food and beverage trait has always been a good earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i am certain my folks would want to attend my convocation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG. there goes the bursting of my dreaming bubble. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe all hope is not gone because my lecturer just told me that half the cohort tried escaping from the math quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is the slight silver lining in the clouds that i am not the only one who is struggling to breathe in MAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-920134435101545112?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-getting-too-old-to-do-once-thought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-9061621993726851153</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T22:56:52.317+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>operation mugging was supposed to kick off today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most unfortunate event had to take off and now i am down with swallowing three pills after each meal, or alternatively, every six hours, to keep the heat burning in my body sustain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.0 was the highest it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the giddiness made my studying almost stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all seemed to stuck outside my brains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loathe falling ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be in the north pole, where the the snow is, with the polar bear, and of course the sealion.&lt;br /&gt;sigh:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-9061621993726851153?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/operation-mugging-was-supposed-to-kick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-1345761657464084347</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 08:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-17T16:29:33.332+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>if i am a millionaire myself, with an infinite of money for me to spend, i would buy a ticket to fly each time you are required to be in the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or wait, maybe, i would just buy you back from that organization, and kidnap you in my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bouquet, is all i can give now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-1345761657464084347?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-i-am-millionaire-myself-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-8171958797180098819</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T18:24:55.781+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>an intention to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want no celebration although the day which i was so excited about one year back is coming so close. somewhere around in my fried brains, i just felt like there is no more reason for me to throw a drunkard's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i supposed i am no longer drinking my guts out and dancing my butts off. the blasted birthday which i had been waiting for is ceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so unsurprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for throwing me a memorable one week's party last year. i just realized i hadn't sincerely thank the fantastic four for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will just go to the airport and check out any available flights to fly me away depending on god's decision for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise me, god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-8171958797180098819?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/intention-to-speak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4691391655430628875.post-8536707717704837197</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T18:15:42.231+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Manual cars can a chore to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, if it's the "seed of love", maybe it can be endurable like they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the new car we invest and deal with the risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intriguing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4691391655430628875-8536707717704837197?l=teddyzeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://teddyzeng.blogspot.com/2009/10/manual-cars-can-chore-to-drive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (teddy zeng)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid 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