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Please drop by to my new home at edrenkoh.wordpress.com

Thanks
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It's been so long since we've talked 
And I have been here many times 
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong 

What can I do to make you love me 
What can I do to make you care 
What can I say to make you feel this 
What can I do to get you there 

There's only so much I can take 
And I just got to let it go 
And who knows I might feel better 
If I don't try and I
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Dear Diary,

Again, i have learnt a very deep sad experience in my life. God.. what an awesome one. You really have your way in educating your son here.

I have been packed with training these two weeks and throughout the course, i have also personally encounter things in my life. It's not a testimony but it's more to a diary for myself to remember. Forgiveness i have seek. Another chance to 
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Recently, we have received a handful of resignation letters from a team of sales personnel in my company. Sad news came to my mailbox after my training in town that i need to meet them one after the other. Hence, needed to block my calendar in doing the exit interview with those resignees. Haiz... 

During the survey, i have received lots of complain and un-satisfaction especially on salary and 
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Have you ever barked.. uops.. i mean sighed and loss your mood over the love one you miss?




This picture was actually taken when Thiger bark 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u5qjKI7nkYSZe03Bb2wfHKkbuAk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u5qjKI7nkYSZe03Bb2wfHKkbuAk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdrensBlog/~4/Nv9_labmz2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://edrenkoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/afterworld-marriage.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUASX88fSp7ImA9WxNVFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722448616702970982.post-1410040148863018742</id><published>2009-10-26T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:17:28.175+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T13:17:28.175+08:00</app:edited><title>"Humble-ness"</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://edrenkoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1410040148863018742/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=722448616702970982&amp;postID=1410040148863018742&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/722448616702970982/posts/default/1410040148863018742?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/722448616702970982/posts/default/1410040148863018742?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/EdrensBlog/~3/p9JAZQMkCgg/humble-ness.html" title="&quot;Humble-ness&quot;" /><author><name>Edren Koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01414556989696226634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ag__gWcrOFA/SEq50aYcgCI/AAAAAAAAARA/I-BQew0wYes/S220/Picture0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">ChorusOur God is an awesome GodHe reigns from Heaven aboveWith wisdom power and loveOur God is an awesome God! Have you ever heard of the song above? It has been long since i dare to update my personal feeling in this long abandoned blog.Today, i'm feeling extremely depress, sad... and.. well.. it's just not nice feeling. No one to turn to. Started to realised myself is such a... such a.. hmmm...
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mKJSdWY235DCu7qIhnVj3Pc1rSI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mKJSdWY235DCu7qIhnVj3Pc1rSI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/EdrensBlog/~4/RRSIVZ7ogCg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://edrenkoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-quarter-of-year.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEICSHk5fSp7ImA9WxVUFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-722448616702970982.post-170271824296236918</id><published>2009-03-18T19:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T04:56:09.725+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-21T04:56:09.725+08:00</app:edited><title>Dedication to....</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://edrenkoh.blogspot.com/feeds/170271824296236918/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=722448616702970982&amp;postID=170271824296236918&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/722448616702970982/posts/default/170271824296236918?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/722448616702970982/posts/default/170271824296236918?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/EdrensBlog/~3/X47hHu-9b5o/dedication-to-my-friends.html" title="Dedication to...." /><author><name>Edren Koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01414556989696226634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ag__gWcrOFA/SEq50aYcgCI/AAAAAAAAARA/I-BQew0wYes/S220/Picture0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">To My Friends Who Are... SINGLE Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it. So take your time and choose the best. To My Friends Who Are............NOT SO SINGLELove isn't 
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