<?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-7486375118508032470</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:58:41.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dust N Bones</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13475269218809596814</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7486375118508032470.post-387550969635429888</id><published>2008-01-25T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:04:51.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Out with Ex Colleague</title><content type='html'>Met up with my ex colleague DD after work, its been a long time since i last saw her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Initial&lt;/span&gt; plan was to go over to my car wash kiosk to get her dirty Jazz clean up, but was too early to go down. So went up to her house first to wait for her and mean while i was entertain by her cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tzu&lt;/span&gt;, pretty friendly and always wanna play.&lt;br /&gt;After she's done, went to nearby patrol kiosk to get her car filled up then head to my house, her turn to play with my mini schnauzer. Close to 9pm, and we head down to my car wash kiosk and this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; the one driving, wanted her to sit back and relax. while cleaning up her car after washing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; to see her helping in writing down customers plate numbers for our record, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Was a little hungry after cleaning up, so we went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; shop near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kallang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; to have our supper. Was chit chatting after we finished our food, was only disturbed by a flying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cockroach&lt;/span&gt; that scares DD off and she suggest to leave the place, and we continue our conversation in the car.&lt;br /&gt;We left at about 1am, for the first time, after that incident, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; enjoying my day... or am i........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486375118508032470-387550969635429888?l=ericteoph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/feeds/387550969635429888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486375118508032470&amp;postID=387550969635429888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/387550969635429888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/387550969635429888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/2008/01/night-out-with-ex-colleague.html' title='Night Out with Ex Colleague'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13475269218809596814</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-7486375118508032470.post-7075924594861848282</id><published>2008-01-22T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T09:39:38.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Wash</title><content type='html'>Doing your own business is so tough, even a small tiny car wash business can cause you so much headache, and just a night shift is killing me and my partners.&lt;br /&gt;To generate sales is already a problem, some of our workers is not helping either, causing so much unnecessary problem, buck up guys!!! But of course there's a couple of them who can be trusted and can do a good job, thanks guys! I'm actually kinda glad that i am busy with my work related problems rather than another issue which had been dragging for months now, its a good sign that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking less of it now, or am i avoiding... still not sure, but at least i cry less...&lt;br /&gt;Been looking for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; to talk to, go out with, luckily my colleagues and friends are always there for me, sorry if i bothered you guys too much, just afraid to be alone, especially in my room.......&lt;br /&gt;Managed to meet Jon and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WQ&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, chat for awhile and seeing them so loving again makes me very happy for them, really am. And also thanks to the both of you for doing me a favour, you guys know what it is, really appreciated it. Love you guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486375118508032470-7075924594861848282?l=ericteoph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/feeds/7075924594861848282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486375118508032470&amp;postID=7075924594861848282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/7075924594861848282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/7075924594861848282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/2008/01/car-wash.html' title='Car Wash'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13475269218809596814</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-7486375118508032470.post-4819673161228166729</id><published>2008-01-21T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:04:45.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro &amp; Sis</title><content type='html'>Lastly for the day, I would like to thank all those who are supporting me for the past 3 months when I am down, without you guys, I won't be strong enough to handle what happen between me &amp;amp; JY that well, even though everyday I will still drop some tears when I think of her, see her whenever i close my eyes, i'm stronger now all thanks to you guys. Till now, i still miss her, still love her, but i can do nothing now but wait, wait for the right time to come, or it may not even arrive before me, is it a waiting that i am playing or is it a game i should not have play from the beginning........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;em&gt; Jonathan, Wan Qing, Jimmy bro, Eugenia, Nicole, Stanly, Marcus, Evonne, Sue, Sheng, Zhao Hua, Rithish, and those who are always there for me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486375118508032470-4819673161228166729?l=ericteoph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/feeds/4819673161228166729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486375118508032470&amp;postID=4819673161228166729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/4819673161228166729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/4819673161228166729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/2008/01/bro-sis.html' title='Bro &amp; Sis'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13475269218809596814</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-7486375118508032470.post-4765304251385731465</id><published>2008-01-21T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:50:11.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;of things happened in the past few months, be it to me, Jon, Wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zhao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt;, De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;, its way too much for us to handle, it's a tough period for all of us. Firstly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; left me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt;, then Jon and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WQ&lt;/span&gt; broke off, but fortunately they managed to patch back again in which all of us will be very happy for them, especially me, who have failed in my relationship, to see them back together again, to love and cherish each other more, got them to promise me. What I could not have in my relationship, I wish all my friends to have it, it's a real suffering I'm going through, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wanna see them suffer like I do, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; is also going through a tough patch and his beloved doggy "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blackie&lt;/span&gt;" passed away today, I know how sad he is, there's nothing I can do but to console him. How tough our path is cannot be compared to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ZH's&lt;/span&gt;, only last week, his mum passed away due to cancer, it was so sudden, no one expected it to come, not even his family members, all my prayers did not help, was disappointed in myself, wondering if my belief in God is not strong enough, maybe I'm too useless to help. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; was very concern of him as well, talked to him over the phone from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt;, giving him some advise and some prayers to calm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ZH&lt;/span&gt; down, whatever the conversation is I do not know, its inside their heart. Really appreciated what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; had done for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ZH&lt;/span&gt;, thank you. What I can do is to accompany him, be there whenever he calls, try to cheer him up, talk cock for awhile....etc.... Be strong brother, we will always be 2 steps behind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486375118508032470-4765304251385731465?l=ericteoph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/feeds/4765304251385731465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486375118508032470&amp;postID=4765304251385731465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/4765304251385731465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/4765304251385731465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-period_20.html' title='Bad Period'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13475269218809596814</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-7486375118508032470.post-7276617718418252274</id><published>2008-01-21T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T05:30:05.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddest Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0ujhw_W7ZE/R5SeTTV7_0I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/9QZV4KMXXVA/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157921527693049666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0ujhw_W7ZE/R5SeTTV7_0I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/9QZV4KMXXVA/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is the first time I'm blogging, and dunno why am I doing this... beats me.... Its been 3 months plus since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; left me for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong, its a big blow to me as all this came to me so unexpectedly, she wants to leave me for good. "&lt;em&gt;Yes, she will be happier if she leave me, her family members are all in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt;, they will take care of her&lt;/em&gt;", I tell myself that.&lt;br /&gt;She even told me to let her go if I really love her, and yes I love her so deeply that I agreed to it, letting her go.... let her slip through my fingers... right under my nose... On the day she told me to give up, there wont be a future for us, all these words pierce right through my heart, it hurts so badly, never have I been so hurt ... from the woman I love so much.&lt;br /&gt;I try ever so hard not to cry in office on that very day, head down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of my PC monitor holding back my tears, till Eugenia came over and put her arm across my shoulder, at the moment the flood gates open, tears came pouring down on my face, just cant control myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt;, then came Nicole, my another SH buddies, both of them comfort me. Never in my life have I been console by woman before, I'm so touched!&lt;br /&gt;Eugenia came out with an idea of writing a letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt;, to express my feeling for her and i agree to it. She even encourage me not to give up on someone I love so much, yes I agree, why would I wanna let go of the one I love so badly just like that, no way. I gotta fight for her, till I no longer got the energy, till I no longer exist in this world...... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ppl&lt;/span&gt; might think I'm too naive or even childish to say this kinda crap... I have to say, I'm serious about what I say, a man must honor his words...&lt;br /&gt;Finally completed a letter I wrote for her, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;..... got a blast from Eugenia and Nicole after showing them what I've wrote, saying I'm not sincere enough and use SE notepad paper to write, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; and of course I know it's way too short. So mother Eugenia told me to type in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; and she will translate all that in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; for me, damn nice of her. After she has completed, I gotta write it down in which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been writing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; words for years, and it took about 2 hours to write it, and waste about 10 pieces of A4 size papers.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Alex &amp;amp; Eugenia for the loving breakfast u guys bought for me, really thanks...&lt;br /&gt;Letter was sent to her last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; by mother Eugenia, need about 5 days to reach her.......wonder what the outcome will be....... maybe it will be the end of our story.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7486375118508032470-7276617718418252274?l=ericteoph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/feeds/7276617718418252274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7486375118508032470&amp;postID=7276617718418252274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/7276617718418252274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7486375118508032470/posts/default/7276617718418252274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericteoph.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-this-is-first-time-im-blogging-and.html' title='Saddest Day'/><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13475269218809596814</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/_G0ujhw_W7ZE/R5SeTTV7_0I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/9QZV4KMXXVA/s72-c/DSC00118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
