<?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-7612756607626230594</id><updated>2012-02-22T23:35:05.895-08:00</updated><category term='marathon 2009'/><category term='Negativity'/><category term='New Chapter'/><category term='Zorpia'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='creation'/><category term='random'/><category term='Nerezza'/><category term='When in Rome'/><category term='Unveils'/><category term='New Year 2009'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='updates'/><category term='yg1983'/><category term='downs'/><category term='Xanga'/><category term='EasyJournal'/><category term='Canon in'/><category term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Best Denki'/><category term='Fujitsu'/><category term='Start'/><category term='movie recommands'/><category term='Not so secret lives'/><category term='Bad Service'/><category term='notsosecretlives.com'/><title type='text'>My Story, My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07791615591443307029</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>313</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-9162061107495674387</id><published>2012-01-16T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:45:24.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This period I am not working...</title><content type='html'>I am meeting more friends. Seems like I am too free now. Time to pick up since I cannot go any lower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-9162061107495674387?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/9162061107495674387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=9162061107495674387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9162061107495674387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9162061107495674387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-period-i-am-not-working.html' title='This period I am not working...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3299032571615175051</id><published>2011-12-30T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:53:30.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>28th Birthday</title><content type='html'>I'm finally 28! Thinking back, this haven't been a good year for me and I hope it's not here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for a better year ahead and I know it will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the wishings from everyone and all who care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, announcing the champion wisher. 6 days before my birthday and its Loh Jee Seng from United Runner who I don't really know. But thanks for the wishing since he wasn't in Singapore and wished me early. Cheers to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the dinner treat and wallet from my my poly best friends. Come to think of it, this friendship have been more than 11 years and this effort to maintain the friendship from the 4 of us is commendable. It's just the prefect celebration. A simple gathering, a simple dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatch day celebration was obviously spent with my dearest. A simple movie and an eating marathon. Nothing is more fulfilling than this. To be able to eat is a blessing and to be able to eat a lot is many many blessing. Thanks dear for the sweater too. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the traditional wishing Sms from those cared to pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas, Mongyee, Raymond Koh, Jianhui, Diana, Jennifer, Michiko Jie and Stanley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to social media, more people sends birthday wishings online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vloiNhp44E/Tv3AItHQh9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KTuZ2MPex-s/s1600/Greet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vloiNhp44E/Tv3AItHQh9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KTuZ2MPex-s/s400/Greet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691916759847700434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all thanks UR for the wishings as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzdvL2bDbg/Tv22QbdkXfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/E1cAyGFmp6k/s1600/UR%2Bgreets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzdvL2bDbg/Tv22QbdkXfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/E1cAyGFmp6k/s400/UR%2Bgreets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691905897432112626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least to the mates from Utopia too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7612756607626230594-3299032571615175051?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3299032571615175051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3299032571615175051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3299032571615175051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3299032571615175051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2011/12/28th-birthday.html' title='28th Birthday'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/-3vloiNhp44E/Tv3AItHQh9I/AAAAAAAAAMk/KTuZ2MPex-s/s72-c/Greet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-1076565568753315632</id><published>2011-11-24T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T00:57:04.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems and solution.</title><content type='html'>I have 3 problems now.&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't have a job.&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't have a goal.&lt;br /&gt;3) I don't have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I only need one solution to all three problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1076565568753315632?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1076565568753315632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1076565568753315632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1076565568753315632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1076565568753315632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2011/11/problems-and-solution.html' title='Problems and solution.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5592828350336942080</id><published>2010-12-31T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T07:01:39.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Time have sped up pretty much as my age accelerate after turning 20 like not long ago. I was updating pretty frequently but passion has dipped plenty – to the point of updating like once or twice a year. The positive part obviously was the blog is not yet dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always done an entry for my birthday which I called it ‘The Hall of Fame’ to show my appreciation as well as gratification to my friends, families and those who cared and bothered. This should more or less be a trademark till this point since I did it without failed for X number of time (can’t recalled how many times I have done it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going fast this year since there were too many to give a appreciation to each of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I cannot miss out those closest to me. My Family and My Girlfriend who had their means of celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the babes and hunks who bothered to sent me an sms or call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeguan, Michiko Jie, Zhenhui, Aiying, Diana (Muonu), Nicholas, Jasmine, Raquel, Mongyee and Lewis (Lewis didn't really typed or anything...), Ying Kee, Yizhang, Raymond Koh, Kaiyang, Kumar, Stanley, Hui Shih, Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and from Facebook... (You really got to click on it to see since its so freaking small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31135987@N06/5609690024/" title="All Birthday Wishings by ariki1983, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5063/5609690024_eb4a916a17_b.jpg" alt="All Birthday Wishings" width="823" height="1024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5592828350336942080?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5592828350336942080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5592828350336942080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5592828350336942080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5592828350336942080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5063/5609690024_eb4a916a17_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-8941445126085380296</id><published>2010-09-06T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:01:26.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless conversation.</title><content type='html'>I am disgusted with how people interact with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you? How is your day? Good Morning. How are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't all those words lost their meaning or were they meaningless to start with? Touch your heart and reply me honestly, did you really meant to ask those questions or were they just opening speeches to start a meaningless conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope people speak what they mean and just forget that mask when they talk to me. Pretty irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human will eventually grow old and that is the time karma will strike. Might be earlier but it will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8941445126085380296?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8941445126085380296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8941445126085380296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8941445126085380296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8941445126085380296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2010/09/useless-conversation.html' title='Useless conversation.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3661701451190223978</id><published>2010-07-22T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:18:58.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>3 days to haircut - totally random</title><content type='html'>Since when was the last time I blogged here? I have no idea but every post I have posted seems to start on such frequency. Maybe I have past the age to blog or have things changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I will post about my life but I don't think I know how to blog about it anymore. I was quite clear of my life in the past, which mean I was actually in control of it be it a good one or bad. Now, I can't say the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything good stuff happened lately? Definitely there was some around but they must have been masked or hidden behind those awful happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was bad, I never knew I could dig myself in the hole I dug, a deeper one... Like what Sylvia says, I'm a talent at finding shitty jobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is showdown with boss, it will be another learning experience as I will get to learn from the master. The master in giving reasons and excuses to deny and undermine your work to cut cost. That's at least what I am expecting from the many case study I have encounter and seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a good job considering being a newbie in this industry and the working life. Due to this 'good' fortune, I live to witness the downfall of many comrades and tell their story. I took over the job from my 'shifu' and within weeks, one salesperson was sent back to his country while many others left. A couple more demoted, left and a few came in. Then there was rumors that they might be leaving. And all these all in four months... I should not go into details to remain professional in my line. Tempting to reveal but still no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should continue blogging again since it might be a missing puzzle to get my life back to control. Or at least I believe so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3661701451190223978?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3661701451190223978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3661701451190223978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3661701451190223978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3661701451190223978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-days-to-haircut-totally-random.html' title='3 days to haircut - totally random'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-27073763963302031</id><published>2010-03-16T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:23:39.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When in Rome'/><title type='text'>When in Rome (Yes, someday I will be there)</title><content type='html'>If there was any fountain of such in Singapore, I would just jump in and get all the coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That won't be the case for Beth cause if she were to do that, more choices meaning more problems will be up for him and the movie will no doubt be extended for another 2 hours. Well... I will be enjoying longer air con in that case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now... who should be the one for Beth since she picked up a couple and got a couple of choices... That's a pretty tough choice. Pretty tough not to choose the obvious one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ELSE?! but the &lt;span style=""&gt; charming reporter (Josh Duhamel)... Do I even need 3 reasons to choose him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He's a reporter!!! He's got all the gossips in the world, be at the forefront and have all the topics to chat about.&lt;br /&gt;2) Compared to the rest of the suitors, well he's the weird-less one... I think...&lt;br /&gt;3) He is Josh Duhamel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and IF I'm a girl, what do I need to see in my partner?&lt;br /&gt;1) a Witty guy&lt;br /&gt;2) a Charming one&lt;br /&gt;3) and someone who can communicate with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If I'm a guy? The 3 Bsss&lt;br /&gt;Boob, Butt and Body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful~~~ Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fan of chick flicks. Light and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Catch the thriller here and be sure to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlJzWvZfOMs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlJzWvZfOMs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Catch When In Rome Movie starting from 25th March 2010 and join the official &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; page!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-27073763963302031?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/27073763963302031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=27073763963302031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/27073763963302031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/27073763963302031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-in-rome-yes-someday-i-will-be.html' title='When in Rome (Yes, someday I will be there)'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-624976319697977112</id><published>2010-02-25T05:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T06:30:57.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><title type='text'>Alice wondering in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>Yes, the story of Alice in wonderland have spread since before you and me were born. Just like any other great stories, a sequel will no doubt appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might not be a real sequel but Alice is back wondering in that piece of land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which character in Alice in Wonderland you guys like but I definitely adore the Cheshire Cat. It's smile never fails to cheer anyone up. Well, it might seem scary to some but definitely puts a wider smile on my face then any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch the show and cheer yourself up. Don't wonder anymore and pay the 6.50 once its out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you will do it when you catch her wondering actions in the trailer below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch Alice in Wonderland Movie starting from 4th March 2010 and join the official &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/disneystudiosSG" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; page!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qyhPj8MV360&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qyhPj8MV360&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-624976319697977112?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/624976319697977112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=624976319697977112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/624976319697977112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/624976319697977112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2010/02/alice-wondering-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice wondering in Wonderland'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8128744031074105123</id><published>2009-12-30T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:14:44.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 26th to meee~</title><content type='html'>Yes. Officially 26 when so many others are going to get their 27th statues. As like every other years, I would like to acknowledge and show appreciation to everyone who have wished me on this day that I have aged another 365days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I would like to thank everyone who truly remembered, those that bothered to place my birthday in their HP calender, those that thought my birthday was way earlier, those that still uses friendster, those that were reminded by Facebook Birthday reminder, those that only knew from Facebook reminder and finally those that really care.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These were true words from Lance Extracted out from Golden Pig award 2009.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank My dear &lt;strong&gt;Sylvia&lt;/strong&gt; for the great present and the time spent to conclude on my 1st year for my 2nd quarter of life. I had a great time and shall the next year be a greater one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank the SMS-es from the following precious - &lt;strong&gt;Mongyee&lt;/strong&gt;, my childhood mate; &lt;strong&gt;Muonu Jiexin&lt;/strong&gt;, online pal; &lt;strong&gt;Kumar&lt;/strong&gt;, my shifu since Secondary School days; &lt;strong&gt;Kate&lt;/strong&gt;, my Uni mate; &lt;strong&gt;Raquel&lt;/strong&gt;, my uni project buddy; &lt;strong&gt;Jeffery&lt;/strong&gt;, Sec 1 classmate and a newlywed groom; &lt;strong&gt;Guangda&lt;/strong&gt;, Known through Nic who quickly became close friend and last but not least &lt;strong&gt;Gi&lt;/strong&gt;, my Value-add Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN had been so convenient that many have switched to convey their wishing through this median. Would also like to show great gratitude for just remembering. &lt;strong&gt;Gui&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Loke&lt;/strong&gt;, my close poly bros; &lt;strong&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;, my IRC mate who alway turns another year older a few days after mine; &lt;strong&gt;Sandy&lt;/strong&gt;, my Viwawa bridge buddy who came to know of my birthday on Facebook; &lt;strong&gt;Calvin&lt;/strong&gt;, another great Uni project pal; &lt;strong&gt;Lixing&lt;/strong&gt;, my army and soccer buddy; &lt;strong&gt;Willy&lt;/strong&gt;, Tanny's brother who always BKT and Chili Crab in late nights; &lt;strong&gt;Shuiyi&lt;/strong&gt;, my capable uni mate who projected with me for 1 semester; &lt;strong&gt;Zhenxin&lt;/strong&gt;, my fit basketball craze camp mate and &lt;strong&gt;Steven&lt;/strong&gt;, my camp mate who slept at the adjacent bed in my army days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook have been the greatest influence for the last few years and its still growing in popularity. We do not know when it will end its life cycle and vanish but for now its doing a good job in reminding people's birthday. Thanks to it, they were able to be reminded of my birthday Thanks! to the following - &lt;strong&gt;Haryatee&lt;/strong&gt;, 2 great years in pri school and many more years of friendship to go; &lt;strong&gt;Guowei&lt;/strong&gt;, pri cum tution cum soccer pal; &lt;strong&gt;Jarine Shihui&lt;/strong&gt;, sim marketing junior; &lt;strong&gt;Yanliang&lt;/strong&gt;, Basketball pal during the many semester break during secondary school days; &lt;strong&gt;Priscilla&lt;/strong&gt;, Uni mate and a great pal of Kate's; &lt;strong&gt;Henry&lt;/strong&gt;, Army friend who canteens with me very much often; &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt;, Army regular and soccer mates who strikes like Rooney; &lt;strong&gt;Mongyee&lt;/strong&gt;, who wishes me once again here; &lt;strong&gt;Joshua&lt;/strong&gt;, who joins the soccer club in the second season and immediately sets in as an important character; &lt;strong&gt;Bright&lt;/strong&gt;, an Arsenal fan who hits a dead ball like its no friend; &lt;strong&gt;Vicki&lt;/strong&gt;, one of the girl who complains with me in an artistic way; &lt;strong&gt;Kristin&lt;/strong&gt;, who works with me a few days in SIS before venturing to greener pasture; &lt;strong&gt;Jason Tan&lt;/strong&gt;, my army driver and a true friend; &lt;strong&gt;Loke&lt;/strong&gt;, his way of showing he remembers by sending another wish; &lt;strong&gt;Cynthia&lt;/strong&gt;, my secondary school friend who have found happiness in a distant country; &lt;strong&gt;Candice&lt;/strong&gt;, my uni mate who knows how to have fun and enjoyment; &lt;strong&gt;Kaiyang&lt;/strong&gt;, my pri sch walking dictionary and a &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;true &lt;/span&gt;guy who listens to his heart; &lt;strong&gt;Diana&lt;/strong&gt;, my uni project mate and a die hard Liverpool girl!; &lt;strong&gt;Lester&lt;/strong&gt;, Army friend who games like no others and shows dedication to whatever he does; &lt;strong&gt;Gerald&lt;/strong&gt;, Army mate who works hard and rest hard; &lt;strong&gt;Raymond Koh&lt;/strong&gt;, camp pal who is the quietest around but the most dedicated and 'Xing shi ji hao nan ren' is the phase that could barely match his worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I am much of a nagger here but I usually only get so long winded a few times a year... Yet it still is not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would still like to thank my colleague for the meal at Fei Cui. Thanks Bok&lt;strong&gt;, Wendy, Huishih, Jason and Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;. The torture over there would have been worse if not for the support you guys have provided and they are very much appreciated for the help render there. As what they always use, Appreciated with Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank &lt;strong&gt;Renfeng&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; for the early wishing during Christmas Day where you guys have stood by me for the many years that have past and the many more years that will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jie, &lt;strong&gt;Michiko-pey-san&lt;/strong&gt; have also wish me not once, not twice but thrice fearing that she will forget the wishing since she will be in China. I thank this fantastic lady here who without fails remember every year since the first day I get to get acquainted to this lady on MIRC, since than the bond between us have been strong till even now. I would like to thank you for the support shown and Kudos to friendship for centuries to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waycherng&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Tanny&lt;/strong&gt; have been 2 of my closest friend. They have live near me, studied in the same primary school, taught me many things and never forgets me in whatever they do. I thank them for never forgetting my birthday every year, especially Cherng who have celebrated and remembered my birthday since our primary school days. I thank him for the gift and there are many more years ahead for our friendship to bloom and boomz more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My parents and sister&lt;/strong&gt; have alway never fail to remember this very day even though we do not have the custom of celebrating them. The closest people around are none other then them no matter how much we bicker, they were the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest laughter that came this year was from &lt;strong&gt;Kahjun&lt;/strong&gt;, who somehow thought my birthday was in early December and wished me much earlier. That was seriously funny but that puts you top on the chart for wishing. And the simple gesture that you bothered to wish was greatly sensed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to end my nag here by thanking every, every, every single one of you as they seriously are worth more than any gifts and greater then any wishes. I wish for them to keep coming every year. It doesn't really bother me if you guys don't get to read this post as they are my heartfelt feelings moulded into words. If you have read this post somehow one day, do know that you have touched someone and been appreciated to the greatest extent where even words were hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wish everyone a Late Christmas and Early New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I sign off with THANKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8128744031074105123?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8128744031074105123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8128744031074105123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8128744031074105123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8128744031074105123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-26th-to-meee.html' title='Happy 26th to meee~'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3614101562996299034</id><published>2009-11-28T15:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:39:55.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negativity'/><title type='text'>Pissed.</title><content type='html'>I'm still very pissed at the insult. Can't get over it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3614101562996299034?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3614101562996299034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3614101562996299034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3614101562996299034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3614101562996299034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/11/pissed.html' title='Pissed.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-6893493194185597278</id><published>2009-11-10T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T04:14:58.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>It's all about preparation.</title><content type='html'>In life many things are achieved through planning. I was told recently that the key to it is preparation. I guess I just don't prepare enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-6893493194185597278?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/6893493194185597278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=6893493194185597278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6893493194185597278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6893493194185597278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-all-about-preparation.html' title='It&apos;s all about preparation.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2273598861236906039</id><published>2009-11-07T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:09:29.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>First shame...</title><content type='html'>'I'm Gen Y. Instead of complaining that they are misunderstood, Gen Y-ers should do all they can to gain the knowledge and skills they need to succeed at the workplace. With more knowledge, Gen Y-ers will be able to see a clearer picture. The skills that you learn will stay with you even after you venture off to a greener pasture.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this entry earn me a 9 course dinner at Ritz Carlton, Millenia, 10 min session with Mr Teo, one nice pen and a great deal of exposure. Been a while since I last felt nervous. I thought I just need to ask two questions and I get the meal. Then, I realise I need to make comments as well... I had want to back out but that is not my style. So I went ahead anyway and like what Melissa say, there is alway a first time and so I gave my first. At least I dare to fail... Though still embrassed but it was some experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get another chance for such an experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, Cherng seem to be adjusting well and he did mention about forming a team when he comes  back. That sort of make me feel alive. I have no problem with his planning skills as he is someone who gives his best when given a task so if he really meant what he said, I'm trilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2273598861236906039?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2273598861236906039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2273598861236906039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2273598861236906039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2273598861236906039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-shame.html' title='First shame...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1420355232045450314</id><published>2009-10-06T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:41:17.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>And so you go on random mode in the wee hours...</title><content type='html'>There has been a great depletion of late nights since the start of my job and seems like it is driving it to extinction. I speculate age as one of the contributing factor for this withdrawal symptoms. Late nights have always been an activity that draws tremendous energy which obviously was absent in me for the past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In past cases, late nights are the periods I felt most ‘emo’ and all those ‘pathetic emotional non real life stories’ usually emerge. Not tonight. I’m not in the least bit feeling haywire. The main reason I’m not able to do what I do best was due to the nap I took at 8pm. With a combination of a 6km run I had at 9pm after the nap, this became a better medicine then caffeine. Anyway, anyhow I seldom need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe I’m watching 娛樂百分百 at this timing, something I haven’t been doing for a while. The worse part – listening to some new singers making some noise on tv… In the past months, I would usually wake up in the middle of the night say 3am or so to catch ancient SBC’s show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ris Low has been the infamous topic among Singaporeans. You speak to people regarding Melor and Parma in Manila fighting it out and trust me on it that most folks will have the least knowledge on what the hell I am talking about. On the other hand, you produce the noise ‘Boomz’ and everybody will catch what’s coming next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fortunate yet saddening that Ris Low will not be a Miss World representative for Singapore in the Land of Zebras and Leopards. I mean she obviously do have some looks for it and would definitely pack some punches if no Q&amp;amp;A is involved in the contest. I doubt the first runner-up Claire Lee that was involved in the gossip will be available as well…  They seem to be prefect spokesperson for Melor and Parma in Manila, each trying to dictate one another with their wind speed yet both are not welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, Ris Low should really go through whatever she wants to speak before burping out whatever words that comes to her mind. Most Singaporeans aren’t that forgiving on her mistake and with entire netizen making a joke out of her, this storm won’t end that soon. If she makes another wrong move or utter another unwelcome remark, I would say she will make herself a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an ending note, I wonder how did they come out with names for the typhoons…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1420355232045450314?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1420355232045450314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1420355232045450314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1420355232045450314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1420355232045450314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-so-you-go-on-random-mode-in-wee.html' title='And so you go on random mode in the wee hours...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7263823715857289762</id><published>2009-09-26T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:27:34.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie recommands'/><title type='text'>Surrogates</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385915499530425314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/Sr6dnGvIE-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/9G85N4y_E2s/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet when people are allowed to choose a surrogate now, 90% of them will opt to have one. More daring and doing more fearful things will be what most people will do consider doing first thing. Oh and by the way, did I say what Surrogate is? It's a robotic representation of yourself in any physical human form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I'm a lazybone and definitely use my surrogate to do stuffs for me so I need not even move my body. Attending school and work for me will definitely be the number one thing I will want it to do for me. Following that, I will actually be able to multi-task effectively. It's almost viable for me to be at two different places at one time. Slogging my life away at workplace while playing my favourite soccer at the pitch far away somewhere else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385920010555706002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/Sr6htrnXSpI/AAAAAAAAAKs/CDkhCxZ4t9E/s320/picsrv_manutd_com.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Having a Surrogate that looks like a Man Utd player will be cool too. It will be a one chance that I will be playing alongside Rooney, Vidic and Berbatov. Imagine I could get a goal in that game... There is just too many options to consider if I can own one surrogate I think I will explore options of getting a few if possible. LOLs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after all that I say, it will be just useless fantasizing alone at home. Join crowds of people to explore the various options. Catch Surrogates in cinemas 1st Oct 2009!!!&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/7612756607626230594-7263823715857289762?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7263823715857289762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7263823715857289762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7263823715857289762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7263823715857289762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/09/surrogates.html' title='Surrogates'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/Sr6dnGvIE-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/9G85N4y_E2s/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-4370505793737547848</id><published>2009-09-04T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T18:32:21.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie recommands'/><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SqG_gd_utMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MbGRSCQYSjQ/s1600-h/uglytruth_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377789994585732290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SqG_gd_utMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MbGRSCQYSjQ/s320/uglytruth_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst date i can ever imagine will be one with a bossy lady. Should I ever encounter one, I will definitely scream... No doubt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am easy with anything but that does not consitutes to being given no chance to make a say or stand in what I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you happen to know about this show call "The Ugly Truth". Catch it because I know I will be watching it. Chick flicks are one of my favourites so it already makes up 50% on why I want to watch it. Beautiful babes contributes another 30%. Mini fan of Katherine Heigl, 20%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing the math... yeah 100%. I want to watch “The Ugly Truth”!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PS...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be a fan at the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Ugly-Truth-Singapore/121405471683?ref=ts" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;official Facebook page&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and catch The Ugly Truth when it opens in the cinemas on the 17th September 09!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4370505793737547848?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4370505793737547848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4370505793737547848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4370505793737547848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4370505793737547848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugly-truth.html' title='The Ugly Truth'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SqG_gd_utMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/MbGRSCQYSjQ/s72-c/uglytruth_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-5892508675881193657</id><published>2009-08-31T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:29:30.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie recommands'/><title type='text'>G-Force!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SpyGV13vAfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xkTdkHnZ4Q4/s1600-h/g-force-poster-hair-force-o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376319764969751026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SpyGV13vAfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xkTdkHnZ4Q4/s320/g-force-poster-hair-force-o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite character in G-Force got to be Agent Juarez since it’s the one that cracks the funny jokes and crap in the trailers. But a hunch tells me that it’s got to be the one that makes me roll in the cinema room and clear my constipation problem with all the hard laughter it’s going to ignite in me. Catch it cause we know you gonna like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch G-Force in cinemas 4th Sept 2009&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5892508675881193657?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5892508675881193657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5892508675881193657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5892508675881193657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5892508675881193657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/08/g-force.html' title='G-Force!!!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SpyGV13vAfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xkTdkHnZ4Q4/s72-c/g-force-poster-hair-force-o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-1466286853205078029</id><published>2009-08-13T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:14:23.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Humsum United...</title><content type='html'>This is just kinda random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 am and I'm tired yet not sleepy. Not going to start singing the '2am and the rain is falling...' song. Can't recall the title of the song anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my teammate (Soccer) have alway asked me to change my team name. He adores those 'firece' name. I was not thinking of any but suddenly Humsum United comes into mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats the moment I farted and choked on it... It seriously stink like chou dou fu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Time to end this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1466286853205078029?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1466286853205078029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1466286853205078029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1466286853205078029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1466286853205078029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/08/humsum-united.html' title='Humsum United...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-171042735001272492</id><published>2009-07-07T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:02:17.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lance personal complaint song.</title><content type='html'>I attended the complaints choir a year plus ago. Now its time to do up one myself. Its not a song, not yet a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the lyrics, then the tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my laptop creating the sound?&lt;br /&gt;Such a loud noise that frustrates me to max.&lt;br /&gt;Why are people still standing at the right side of the escalator?&lt;br /&gt;Why are they still walking in pairs or threes to block up the pavement?&lt;br /&gt;And why why why are people still blocking the train doors and rushing into the train?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't the awareness program loud enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sir, received with thanks, regards joe.&lt;br /&gt;Why so formal? Whats with the formality.&lt;br /&gt;Phones with loud speakers playing loud music.&lt;br /&gt;Not one but two and worst playing two different musics.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, those two ears can filter out the songs to even enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efficiency or Enforced Management?&lt;br /&gt;Which one is more important?&lt;br /&gt;Are interviews effective?&lt;br /&gt;Are you really seeing the real person you are hiring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the environment changing people or are humans simply too weak to handle the everchanging?&lt;br /&gt;Why the crash, why the death, why don't people give a damn?&lt;br /&gt;Why the yes, why the no, why can't others say yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;Whats with cash, whats with cards, why can't people give it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work to eat, eat to work, how do we end up having to eat and work?&lt;br /&gt;First the needs, then the wants and now we can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-171042735001272492?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/171042735001272492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=171042735001272492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/171042735001272492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/171042735001272492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/07/lance-personal-complaint-song.html' title='Lance personal complaint song.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5259882279671799557</id><published>2009-06-21T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:00:05.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Denki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fujitsu'/><title type='text'>Fujitsu Services</title><content type='html'>And the incident goes like this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister had wanted a laptop for herself and we took the chance to go to this IT fair to get it. We had wanted to go on the first day where the crowd was expected to be lesser if not for our trip to my cousin’s wedding in Malaysia. So we arrived back on Sunday which was the last day of the IT show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June’s IT fair was held at Suntec and we did a bit of filtering of the brands we are looking for which narrows down to Fujitsu, Asus and Toshiba. Our filters were done based on our budget and the performance we take notice from friends and reviews. We finally settled for a mid range Fujitsu laptop which comes in 5 different colours and goes for 1.4k++ since it was within budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What disgust me was the service they provide though this buying process. During the IT show, this model had run out according to some of the sales assistants. However one of the sale assistant told me that if I were to take the purple colour one, they have a final one. I specifically asked him if he was sure about it since other sales assistant told me that no more stocks was available. He said he was certain and that particular purple Fujitsu laptop was refunded by another customer as they bought an extra laptop.  We paid and my family was ready to leave but I wanted to check the details since they said they were offering free 4GB ram upgrades. It took them pretty long to boot up the system but we waited. During the waiting moments, the sales assistant came to me and told me that he had sold me a wrong set and I was frustrated instantly. The reason why I got fumed up instantly was because, one, I specifically asked him if he was sure that was the right model and he said yes, and two, if I did not want to check what was in the box and had left straight away, we would have gotten a wrong set and not know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suggested a refund or wait for the stock to arrive on next Friday which I would have to collect at Orchard Takashimaya Level 5 Best Denki. We opt to collect the laptop next Friday since our aim was to get a laptop and a refund will not be an option and I told him to check for sure that the stock was coming on Friday. He went to check and was certain that Friday will be the day the stock arrives. I was still doubtful and offered to leave my contact number behind and reminded him to call me if the stock is not arriving on Friday. He promptly agreed and assures me that he was working at Best Denki in Takashimaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited for Friday to arrive and went down to Takashimaya Level 5 Best Denki to collect the laptop. But what was not supposed to happen, happened! The shipment had not arrived and no calls were made to tell me that I was not supposed to go collect the laptop. The salesman was no where in sight and the lady who served me said the shipment was delayed due to unforeseen circumstances. I’m fine with the delayed shipment but is definitely fuming because of no called made to me to save my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapter have not over since the laptop has not been collected but I am very tempted to ask for a refund currently. I am both amazed and stunned that with such a strong branding, Fujitsu have lack so much in their service providing. I am very disappointed with this incident and for all those who know me, you will know how drastic this is considering how patient I am toward service and to hear me complain or even type this lengthy anger out, this is pretty serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go drink some ‘Liang The’ to cool down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5259882279671799557?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5259882279671799557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5259882279671799557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5259882279671799557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5259882279671799557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/06/fujitsu-services.html' title='Fujitsu Services'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-382883485694827558</id><published>2009-06-08T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:38:49.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Very random thing that happened...</title><content type='html'>It has been a week plus since I started work and I am still trying to adjust my 'nua' lifestyle to my new work. Its pretty tiring I must say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite major news and happenings around the work, say...&lt;br /&gt;- Air France Flight 447 with 228 on board that crashed into the atlantic ocean;&lt;br /&gt;- North Korea's testing of nuclear weapons despite objections from other nations &amp;amp; their convicting of a pair of US journalists;&lt;br /&gt;- Urge to bring Gordon Brown down as PM with Mr Purnell being the fifth minister to march out of cabinet,&lt;br /&gt;- And not forgetting the ongoing Recession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say many people are forgetting about pleasure/disgust/amusement of the random things that are ongoing in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered barely a week ago while travelling to work on the train, I was seated next to a guy on this super crowded train. He was on the phone and I can't really be bothered with him except that his tone was a tad too high for me to take a nap. So I stayed awake and that's when I noticed the guy's other hand that was not on the phone moving briskly around his bag. I was thinking, 'What the heck? First the tone, now his hand...' and took a glimpse only to see a tiny cockroach running for its dear life after making its way out of the guy's bag and the guy was obviously trying to catch it either to hide his embrassment that he is one dirty fellow or perhaps to keep it as a pet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His attempt failed since he is no martial art expert in catching 'xiao qiang' but those attempts gained more attention and glares. Two ladies standing in front of him particularly had 500% increase in their heartbeats and would have thought they accomplished some amazing feat by just standing there since there wasn't much room for manoeuvre due to the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I was in a more panic state and had my eyes glued to the cockroach just in hope it moves another direction, far away from me. I maintained my cool by not having the greatest of reaction and sat still but deep down my thoughts, I was looking out for some elderly that I could offer my seat to (Ok, mean but I alway do give up seats anyway just that I was super eager this time round) or simply just to stand up and move off. The only fortunate thing that happened was the cockroach managed to make past numbers of giant foot-pillars and make its way... up a guy's pants. I had wanted to shout out to him but he was way too far away for me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interchange was at the next stop and more space were available. The guy left the train and the cockroach and the two pale looking ladies walked further away from the danger zone and I remain seated but still with eyes glued to the tiny one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long article for something so random and meaningless... some might say but you don't call if random if it was not so long. Point is despite the major event that are going on, don't neglect the on going interesting things that are happening still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-382883485694827558?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/382883485694827558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=382883485694827558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/382883485694827558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/382883485694827558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/06/very-random-thing-that-happened.html' title='Very random thing that happened...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1194569112822362588</id><published>2009-06-07T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T06:14:50.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canon in'/><title type='text'>Canon Camera!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear all readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to patron my blog and just so happen you have that couple of minutes to spare, Please click on the advertisement on the left column. The one that displays the &lt;strong&gt;Canon &lt;/strong&gt;advertisement by &lt;u&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/u&gt;. Or click this link,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goto.canon.com.sg/ixus100is/#/stylebook/vote/"&gt;http://goto.canon.com.sg/ixus100is/#/stylebook/vote/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do visit it and click on the voting part, Go to the 19th page and somewhere around photo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;number 939&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you will see me sitting on a toilet seat with a shit face (like alway, immediate reaction of some.). Please vote for me!!! If I do win that camera, I would be seriously thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do vote, Tag me so that I may know. I could den thank you personally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on updates in the next couple of days!!! Been rather tired recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1194569112822362588?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1194569112822362588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1194569112822362588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1194569112822362588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1194569112822362588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/06/canon-camera.html' title='Canon Camera!!!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7670378300229990846</id><published>2009-05-29T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:57:55.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unveils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Start'/><title type='text'>The new chapter unveils</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes. I have neglected my blog for a while. A few months in fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are happening but my life stayed still for the longest of time. I believed I reached rock bottom again, in terms of my morale and soul. But whatever the case, a new chapters still have to unfold and every new chapter are supposed to unveil new and exciting stuffs. Hopefully, good stuffs will start to flow in and I will once again be more energentic to follow up on stuffs and correct my wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep this blog updated after revamping the layout. The old layout was seriously too flash intentive that even I feel 'pek chek' using it. This new layout looks neater and loads faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7670378300229990846?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7670378300229990846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7670378300229990846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7670378300229990846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7670378300229990846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-chapter-unveils.html' title='The new chapter unveils'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5808702822712740465</id><published>2009-03-14T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T05:33:31.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notsosecretlives.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not so secret lives'/><title type='text'>My Not So Secret Lives Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;14th March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the End&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The past couple of weeks have been terrible for our gang of 4. Ellie has faded into a shadow of her former self. She’s no longer the funny, sexy, confident Queen Eleanor that I once knew. Its like as if someone has run her through the washing machine one too many times. You know what I mean. Faded. Colourless. That’s how she looks like now. Oh, she still comes to school, she listens to classes, she responds when someone talks to her. But every so often, when I glance in her direction, I see her eyes open, yet shut to the world. I see her ears, listening, yet not comprehending. And once, I saw a tear drop slide down her right cheek, before it was hastily brushed away by angry hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What Cameron did ostracized her from the entire school. After their very public argument in which he lashed out angrily at Ellie, everyone from the principal to the chicken-rice auntie knew that Ellie might be HIV positive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken-Rice Auntie:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;“Eh girl ah, that girl ah . . .” (points rudely at Ellie who is sitting alone at the furthest corner of the canteen) “ . . . she really got that one ah. You know . . . got AIDS ahh.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Uh. I think today I eat Nasi Lemak lah auntie.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Anyway! It sure made Trey upset that Cameron openly argued with Ellie over this very private issue. He thinks that if you love somebody, you should always stand by her. But I think Cam’s response was actually an outlet for his frustrations. Sometimes, I see him staring at Ellie when he thinks nobody is looking. Perhaps when all this is over, there still might be a future for the two of them.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tried my best to support Ellie every way I could. I didn’t want to abandon her like everyone else had done. How could I? We hung out at each other’s homes, watched chick flicks, did pedicures, went shopping, etc. Yet deep down, the feeling of dread still lingered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess, you’ve noticed too that I’ve hardly mentioned Trey in this post at all. With all that’s happened, I haven’t had the time or the energy to go out with Trey. We do all of our dating electronically now =) (Ahhh.. the wonders of MSN!) And of course, through our daily 100 sms-es and the ocassional 3 hr chat on the phone.But its different, talking is different from seeing. And its definitely different from touching and feeling. I can’t begin to IMAGINE how all those couples in LDR (long-distance relationships) take it. I miss him so much that I’m starting to dream about him. *cringe* No, not THOSE dreams! Get your mind of out of the gutter! Mostly I just dream of us doing stuff together, hanging out, laughing, having fun, kissing. *sighs* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can’t wait for this whole thing to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th May 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMG. Its Over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 months ago, we were at this same little clinic. The same nurse greeted us. And similarly, Ellie opted for the same 20 minute procedure. This time however, it wasn’t just the two of us. Surprisingly, Cameron had called up Ellie a few days before to ask her if he could accompany her today. Explains why Ellie was a little more dressed up than she had been in the past 2 months. I’m glad that the two of them are rediscovering their love for each other =) Trey couldn’t be there with us today, he had some errands to run for his dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 3 of us sat there waiting, lost in our own thoughts. Cameron was staring hard at the floor. His lips pursed into a tight frown. Ellie was clenching her fists, eyes roving everywhere, chewing distractedly on her lips. And I . . . . was thinking about. . . Ellie. About what she would do, what we would all do, if the results were positive. I couldn’t seem to bring myself to think beyond that point. Ellie was only 18. She couldn’t be HIV positive. She just couldn’t.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All too soon, Ellie’s number was called and she disappeared into the consultation room. Cameron and I stared at each other anxiously. “She’ll be fine. She has to be.” I said to him desperately, more for my benefit than for his. Cameron just nodded and fixed his eyes on the door. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, a loud sob cut through the thick silence. In the small front office, Ellie’s cry echoed loudly. Cameron bolted out of his chair and rushed into the room without knocking. I followed closely behind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctor was just getting out from behind his table, seemingly shocked at Ellie’s reaction. She was sort of sitting on the floor, near the door, her legs bent awkwardly under her. As if she had taken a few steps and just collapsed where she had stood. She was crying loudly now, tears streaming down her cheeks, her face all red, staring at the little piece of paper. Cameron, fearing the worst, rushed over to her and picked her up. I stood where I was, at the doorway, too shaken to do anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt; “Don’t cry Ellie. Please don’t. I. . . I . . . Look, I’m sorry about what I said . . . the last time. It doesn’t matter to me if you’re HIV positive.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E:&lt;/strong&gt; “I-i-i-i-t. . i-i-it’s . . ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ellie took a deep breath, blew her nose and tried to calm herself down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E: &lt;/strong&gt;“It’s not that! . . . . I’m just so relieved! The results are neg-“ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that she broke into a large wail again and thrust the slip of paper into my hands. She was right! The results were negative! Ellie didn’t have AIDS!!!!! This was the best news EVER! The influx of emotions within me was too much to control. Tears started to escape my eyes. I picked up my phone and called Trey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T:&lt;/strong&gt; “Jesse?” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; “Sh-sh-sh-she’s fine!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sniffled loudly into the phone and groped for my pack of tissue in my bag.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T:&lt;/strong&gt; “Then why are you crying!?! Stop scaring me!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; “W-w-w-we’re j-j-just so r-r-r-elieved!!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T:&lt;/strong&gt; “Right, I’m coming down to get you now. You don’t sound anything like relieved to me!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More sniffles and now laughter. Ellie had regained some of her composure and the three of us were making our way out of the doctor’s office. Cameron caught me up in a big bear hug and whispered to me: “Thanks for staying by her side all this while man.” I smiled weakly back “I’m just glad this whole thing is over.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, this whole ordeal has made me realise just how dangerous casual sex can be. I mean, its not only just AIDS. There are many other STDs out there. Many of which CANNOT be prevented by the simple use of a condom, or any other birth control device. A slight mis-step and it can ruin you for life. Life is too precious to take a chance on. I’m glad Trey and I have made the right decision. And so should you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don’t gamble your life away just for a moment of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get Involved with Jesse and Trey @ &lt;a href="http://www.notsosecretlives.com/"&gt;http://www.notsosecretlives.com/&lt;/a&gt;” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5808702822712740465?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5808702822712740465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5808702822712740465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5808702822712740465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5808702822712740465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-not-so-secret-lives-ending.html' title='My Not So Secret Lives Ending'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4623835088792615782</id><published>2009-02-01T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:38:59.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year 2009!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s Chinese New Year and today is 'Ren Ri' which means it is the birthday of everyone in the Chinese tradition. I would like to wish everyone out there a great year ahead. Regardless of whether there is recession going on or not, life still goes on. Take good care of your health and the wealth will follow in eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297840007650811954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW1avThIDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6U9T50HfCZ4/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Front Porch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297842177233345378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW3ZBoTW2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ApLDzB6LK4g/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have not been celebrating Chinese New Year with my relatives for a while and when I mention a while, it’s like 7 to 8 years since I last celebrate it in Malaysia with my relative's from my mother's side. They were definitely the friendliest and welcoming people and I was looking forward to seeing them. After 3 hour of squeezing in the car, I arrived in Muar, a town situated at the south-western coast of Malaysia. As the car approach the more than familiar car porch, images of house interior starts flooding my mind. I could remember how each room looks like and was wondering how everything have changed. Apparently, things were more or less the same as furniture were shifted and old appliances were changed. No more livestock roams around, the mango tree linking both houses was axed, the well was sealed and one most delighted piece of new was the installation of a heater in the toilet. What however stayed was the mosquito that seems to have multiplied. My relatives have aged and more children were running around. How time have passed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived on Chinese New Year Eve and visited some temples and came back on time for reunion dinner. Lots of food was prepared for all my uncles, aunties and their families. Needless to say, they were mouth-watering and tasty and were in no way going to lose to any restaurant. If I was to be critical and point out where they lose out, I would have to say it was the plates and bowls they were serve out in. My auntie who single-handedly prepared the food was a fabulous cook and I salute her for the sumptuous meal prepared. After the meal, we set in the living room to chit-chat and await the arrival of the New Year. The usual questions were posed and answers provided were more or less repetitive. That’s the only one problem with returning back occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297838620011528130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW0J98h_8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3k9pWb1gyng/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297840006745045362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW1ar7kOXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HVLHM6CYqig/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297838622393818130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW0KG0g3BI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uVz9h3n1lNo/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This was taken just above my head!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297838616862005490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW0JyNoGPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sHJ6f1FihCs/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This are the red and long kind which they put it on the floor to ignite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;An hour before midnight, preparations for the offering to deity and ancestors were prepared and we offered incenses to the ‘Ti Gong’ or ‘Tian Gong’ which meant the deity in the heavens and our ancestors. When the minute hand strikes 12, fireworks were lit and this is something I don’t get to see in Singapore. I was actually anticipating only a small firework from each house hold but what shocked me was the fireworks were those that we see during National Day Parade and they all lasted for 90 minutes at least. Each household lit the fireworks they prepared and it was happening!!! If I did not recall wrongly, the fireworks were used in the past to scare off a beast call ‘Nian’ in the past and as it evolves, the fireworks were now used as a form of inviting the New Year and good luck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297838627129433922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW0KYdkn0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wmxevzX9oSo/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The god of fortune distributing lucky number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297838627560865026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW0KaEbvQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/q3_orzkNfrs/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He prepares for the ceremory where everyone shouts 'Huat Ar~'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We visited an auntie house that stayed nearby and was in time for their own set of fireworks. They bought gigantic fireworks which lit up the entire sky above us. It’s the first time I have seen such beautiful fireworks at such close range. Policemen were roaming and on the lookout for the safety of the people and as well as prevent potent fireworks from firing but seriously they couldn’t do much on this day when every family was doing the same. They were nice enough to not dampen the festive spirits and fortune god arrived just in time to distribute lucky numbers for all. It seems that my auntie had just shifted and hired him for a good sign.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297840012602158642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW1bBwArjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oenDy5KZ8YA/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The first temple we visited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297840019260200610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW1bajaVqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tn3zKLa_YhQ/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The second temple - the interior of the temple is called 'Bian You Dong Tian'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297842164921294098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW3YTw4XRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OMfYNUZ6qnY/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The rubber plantation just outside the second temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297840020525277218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW1bfRB4CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4MACFyfpRV4/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;See the papaya on the tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On Chinese New Year Day, We woke up late since we slept late the previous day and visited some more temples to pray. We went to 2 temples and while on our way out from the second temple saw a papaya plantation with great juicy and ripe papaya on the trees. It seems the owner of the plantations was busy celebrating the New Year and had neglected the fruits. We hate to see the fruit go to waste and help ourselves to a couple of ripe papayas which was very juicy and sweet. We set off to take a stroll at the Muar Bridge after that and it was a windy day for a walk. I was told by my uncle that the area looks the same 10 years ago and will look the same 10 years later. He used the phrase, ‘Wu Shi Nian Bu Bian’ which sounds kind of corny at the point. We returned back to my Ah Ma house for lunch before slacking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297846155441575490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW7AlnDlkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fyO0AeH14sA/s320/p2jokers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The character 'Fei'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I watched my relative played mah-jong and apparently its different playing method from Singapore style. It’s interesting to see the way they play and since the rules are different, playing style needs to be adjusted. I tried the game and won the first game before losing the next two games. It was fun and addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main differences were as follows:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They played with Fei or Joker card with act as anything you want it to fit in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One set of flower and one set of animals was removed with the addition of the Fei and now each player stack 18 tiles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any kind of win is possible as long as its either ‘Pong’ or ‘Chow’ and one chip is given by each player and the player who hit it gives 2. Self pick means each player gives 2 chips. ‘Pong Pong’ gets 2 chips from each player and 4 from the player who dealt the tile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each ‘Kong’ earns you a chip from each player and ‘An Kong’ awards you with two from each player.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No folds are calculated and one round is over when one player is out of chip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Players however cannot win if they were to drain a player out of chip yet not emerging as the player with the most or equal chips as the second player. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Max wins such as ‘Thirteen Wonders’, Pong of all 4 winds, Pong of all 3 dragons, One suite (Tong zi, Wan zi or Shou zi), ‘Si Ann Gang’ or ‘Kong of all your tiles’, Heaven Combination or Earth Combination allows you to get max payout from each player.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winner gets the winning from each player depending on how big the base they were playing minus the number of chips left.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chinese New Year Day 2 was the day we set off back for Singapore. It was kind of sad to leave the house but nothing stays forever. We bid farewell to our relatives before setting off to Melaka for a show trip. We caught ‘Chi Bi 2’ on the screens and my first visit into a cinema in Malaysia. They do not have any commercials and the show starts on time. Chi Bi 2 talks about how Zhu Ge Kong Ming use his intelligence to collect the 100,000 arrows his alliance need to use in the battle against Cao Cao, how his alliance Sun Quan tricked Cao Cao into killing off two of his navy general and the whole story of how both troops fight it out to victory. Overall, the show was well graphical and with the story being a history, it was basically a decent movie worth watching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297842201619688226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW3acedayI/AAAAAAAAAIc/518Hc5ECnkY/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Memorial Pengisytiharan Kemerdekaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297842210238018162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW3a8lOsnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/AYA7YkDy-30/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kota A Famosa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297842227094869506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW3b7YN1gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rV6uYqqApi4/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of the cannon that used to guard the fallen fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844263711687954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5SeXgRRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0Ih6YhQ4MRY/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The church on top of St Paul’s Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW6DiVYbPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/rQanqmhCaKk/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845106590117106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW6DiVYbPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/rQanqmhCaKk/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of the many tombstones of the great Dutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5SxI6puI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LCFHnt4A8P0/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844268750776034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5SxI6puI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LCFHnt4A8P0/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Everyone has gathered in the centre to make wishes at the wishing well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5S0pubqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/20nBH0KAcy8/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844269693693602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5S0pubqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/20nBH0KAcy8/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5SocbbKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IH0rLVp3y18/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844266416696482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5SocbbKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/IH0rLVp3y18/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5Skz8CGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RVc8aAmqypI/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844265441560674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW5Skz8CGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RVc8aAmqypI/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845128595654930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW6E0T6SRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/D9cdZHnAb64/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW6E9OxtRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Wwo1XdVGijk/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845130990040338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW6E9OxtRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Wwo1XdVGijk/s320/Image059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's now a money making tourist attraction on the way up St Paul’s Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845132081524898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW6FBTAcKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z2zkOm_vLag/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the show, we took a stroll up and walked past Memorial Pengisytiharan Kemerdekaan and Kota A Famosa before going up St Paul’s Hill. Kota A Famosa was an old Portuguese fortress and perhaps the oldest left in Asia. St Paul’s is located on the hill up Kota A Famosa and in it now lies the historical remnants and tombstones of the past noble Dutch. It is recommend to walk up around 4pm to 5pm without the scorching sun and hopefully some light breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297846150737457954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW7AUFgcyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tUxmvODGd8I/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The boats used for fishing parked neatly at the port&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off for dinner at a fishing village where the sea food are fresh and made on the spot. It’s pretty cheap and affordable there if your not fussy on not sitting in some air condition place to eat with fancy service by their staff. Food is cooked in their most kampong style which is worth a try if you have the craving for some traditional seafood cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That marks the end of my 3 day trip in Malaysia. It was memorable and definitely something more interesting than the usual visiting in Singapore. I look forward to the visiting next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4623835088792615782?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4623835088792615782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4623835088792615782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4623835088792615782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4623835088792615782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-2009.html' title='Chinese New Year 2009!!!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SYW1avThIDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6U9T50HfCZ4/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-2979867551077757132</id><published>2009-01-21T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:24:41.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Basketball</title><content type='html'>After so very long, I finally started playing basketball again. Even though just for the sake of playing, it was pretty fun. Challenged some young kids to try get my feel back. After the 3 on 3 with them, came the 5 on 5 with some Myanmar guys. 2 guys in my team who knew about them says they actually play for some Myanmar team around that area but who knows. I played with them and had some fun running up and down and scored some goals. My dribbling and touches seems to be still there but not my shooting. I used to shoot well but not anymore. Overall good feelign to do something I havent been doing for years. Just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2979867551077757132?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2979867551077757132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2979867551077757132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2979867551077757132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2979867551077757132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/01/basketball.html' title='Basketball'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2542945014423932588</id><published>2009-01-02T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:24:28.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>2009!!! Brand New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A very good new year to you all and may the year of ox brings you more hardworking form and brings you great health. Greater wealth for all in this period of recession and may all wishes come true. 2008 wasn't at all that bad for me and I hope 2009 will carry on the luck and better still be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On New year day, Cherng and Tanny suggested going for a small trekking trip at HSBC Tree top. I gladly accepted the offer with Sylvia. We left as early as 7am to Clementi for breakfast before moving on to MacRitchie Reservoir to start the trail. We started at 8.30 am and completed the trail at 12.00pm. 11km of trail in the forest was fun and refreshing. Midway through the trail, we reached the highest point of the treetop which range around 25m to 27m that was connected by a suspension bridge. The trail is fun if you are tired of cars, buildings, noise or just the city. It benefits us and gives us a chance to get connected with the nature to look at squirrels, monkeys, trees, mushrooms, fishes, insects and many others &lt;em&gt;Plus&lt;/em&gt; a short form of exercise. Enjoyed the trail since you don't do it that often and you should really visit it once a while to walk away the accumulated stress you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287684128831109314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGgsydy-MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SRhHBWhNMX0/s320/SDC10977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Nature and us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287684144684345906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGgtthgKjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/FqNowAorim4/s320/SDC11014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Sylvia and me on the Suspension Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287684151306433762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGguGMVNOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2c51pvW0ZMI/s320/SDC11015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cherng and Tanny on the Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287685292191364098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGhwgUftAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GUEN3LEaDD0/s320/SDC11045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tarzen Junior!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287684818643672434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGhU8N7XXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3Oqfg6A_i-0/s320/SDC11058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sylvia and Monkey Kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287685300572824290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGhw_iyouI/AAAAAAAAAGs/U9ikYwvlgF8/s320/benten+Cafe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benten Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Jurong West Central 2 #03 -20/20A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jurong Point Shopping Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore 648886&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its about lunch time after the walk and we had our lunch at Jurong Point, Benten Cafe. Its a Japanese resturant that &lt;em&gt;'combines the strengths of both Eastern and Western culinary skills' &lt;/em&gt;as stated by them. Overall I don't like where the resturant is situated at. Its placed in the middle of the walkway and when you eat, people walk and look at you like some animals. The seats were comfortable but kinda small and crampy place in my opinion. The food was average but slightly on the costly side and wasn't of the fantastic kind but since I'm hungry, anything goes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.7/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had:&lt;br /&gt;1) Pork Cutlet Curry Rice&lt;br /&gt;2) Salmon and Mushroom Cream Pasta&lt;br /&gt;3) Seafood Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;4) Green Tea Azuki Parfait&lt;br /&gt;5) Strawberry Pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our meal and a short rest, I went off to Steven's house for a dinner gathering. Yes, the gap in between my meals are that short but seriously the food was fantastic enough for me to go for that round. Simply fabulous for a home gathering meal. I will just let the pictures do the talking. We watched Nonya show and had our card game. Basically you have to put the card on your forehead and not allowed to look at the cards. Smallest card lose and you only get to change the card from the deck once after analysing whether you own the smallest card from asking around. Everyone gets a turn to pour drinks into a card and loser will have to do the forfeit by drinking the weird drink that was mixed. We had soft drinks, beer, bai hua cha and even ba gua... The good thing was everyone gets a chance to lose. Meals at Steven's house was alway nice and a memory not to be forgotten. I'm alreadying waiting for the next year's one to come! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287687333133433010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGjnTbAOLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-ZMAN7XMZuI/s320/CIMG1114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had Sushi!!! And there was pizza for appetizer but was quickly devoured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287680412901977154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGdUfjQLEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wrXluVkMEgQ/s320/CIMG1115.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This packet of Hokkien Mee cost 6 dollars a packet but taste not too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287679373293385506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGcX-tP9yI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4cUhtp7jg2w/s320/CIMG1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our Main Course - Grilled Chicken with self made sauce by Steven! There's ham underneath the chicken!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287680415589429762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGdUpj_cgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YoVJ4hauvkk/s320/CIMG1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steven doing the host of serving us ice and sparkling apple and strawberry juice. Nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287680426562008274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGdVScDtNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7Lqc2pUKsdw/s320/CIMG1123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our group photo before leaving for Enuos MRT station. We were actually puzzled why we didn't take any pictures in the house. Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2542945014423932588?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2542945014423932588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2542945014423932588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2542945014423932588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2542945014423932588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-brand-new-year.html' title='2009!!! Brand New Year!!!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SWGgsydy-MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SRhHBWhNMX0/s72-c/SDC10977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-4802299169576972495</id><published>2008-12-29T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:56:44.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>How I spent my 25th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its a day due my birthday and I would like to recap events that happened during the last few days. Not like a lot of stuff happened but still would like to show my appreciation I have for everyone who wished my good luck like the past few years I have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Firstly, I would like to thank my army pals who organized a mini dinner gathering at Japanese Gourment Town located at Vivocity three days ago. This resturant is a combination of 3 famous brand namely, Botejyu from Osaka, Yoshimi from Hokkaido, and Ajisen from Kyushu. Its just widen the variety of choices of the store and I consider that value added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285377106043070658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVlueY2t6MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a83Ye6G68HE/s320/aijisen+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pictures are not from me. Just took off the net so credits to Camemberu who wrote a good reviews on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAPANESE GOURMET TOWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#01-157/158 Vivocity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We order enough food to blast open our stomach. Let's see if I can recall what we ate... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;01) Moonlight Special Okos (Consist of Pork, Squid &amp;amp; Prawn. Topped with a sunshine Egg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;02) Mochi &amp;amp; Cheese Okos (Okonomi-Yaki with Pork, Mochi Rice Cake and Cheese)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;03) Mixed Modan-Yaki (Squid, Prawn, Octopus &amp;amp; Scallop)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;04) Nan-Katsu Ramen (Tenderous Rib Noodles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;05) Hokkaido Scallop Ramen (Scallop Noodles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;06) Ramen with Corn (Corn Noodles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;07) Miso Cha Shu Ramen (Cha Shu Noodles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;08) Fried Prawns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;09) Octopus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10) Silver Fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11) Fried Scallop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12) Strawberry Yogurt Drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13) Strawberry Soda Drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14) Mango Yogurt Drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Might have missed out stuff or remembered wrong stuff but thats roughly what we devoured... Seriously a filling meal and the food was not too bad. Decent enough to be consumed but not an excellent japanese resturant in my opininon. 3/5 stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Birthday eve was a decent meal with my parents and Sylvia. I got to order whatever I want to eat on that day. Order in a sense that my mother cooks them and boy was it good. It would have been great if my mother didn't add in extra stuff but still it was an enjoyable meal. My mom have the urge to add in many things into a dish to confuse the taste which I didn't like. But I seriously like the food very much. Love Mom the best~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285381119806220226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVlyIBSbJ8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2B0Y-FAg1fY/s320/thaiexpress.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jurong Point 64 Jurong West Central 3&lt;br /&gt;#B1-65/66/67, Jurong Point Shopping Centre&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 648331&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 65-6861 0167&lt;br /&gt;Operating Hour:&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Sunday 11.30am to 10.00pm&lt;br /&gt;Last Order at 9.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285390378540126274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVl6i8wm0EI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c5WPWT1r8XA/s320/crab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Softshell crab which really looks more appealing on the plate. Confirm droolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285390360946971266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVl6h7OEkoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/04kx5UwudVo/s320/red+bean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Heavenley Ice-cream. It's got its own style~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the actual day of birthday, I spent my time with Sylvia and we decided to not eat anything too expensive since we are both jobless and she got an ulcer and an awful pain on her left cheek. So we settled for some soupy stuff at Thai Express located at Jurong Point. Both of us reckon that the food was good and seriously didn’t expect it to be that well served. You really need to try it to love it. And try the one at Jurong Point. 4.5/5 stars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Poo Phat Pong Kari or Curried soft-shell crab with eggs and onions (Soft shell Crab with curry sauce splashed on top of it) ****&lt;br /&gt;2) Woon Sen Kaeng Jeui Luk Ngaw or Chicken Tang Hoon Balls in Soup with Glass noodles (Chicken Tang Hoon balls in their famous chicken egg broth with glass noodles) *****&lt;br /&gt;3) Thai Express Red Bean Dessert (Coconut ice-cream topped with red bean paste and sweetened coconut milk) ****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285390381740212322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVl6jIrkQGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZEkEPe6QSvM/s320/cut+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;除去三千烦脑丝!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went for a hair cut after the meal since I have wanted to get rid of the mess on my head for the longest of time. Wanted to settle for Chapter 2 since they were having a promotion but I need to make an appointment before that and I didn't really like to wait that long for a haircut so I settled for QB house which I didn't really wanted to. My second time there and still they didn't wow me or anything. I don't think I will be settling for it unless am in a rush or anything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285390372635902834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVl6imw7g3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/RiXy-f5jcYo/s320/wallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the cut, I accompany dear for my gift she wanted to buy me. Its a Braun Buffel wallet and I really love it very much. Will be with me for the next few years at least. I finally have it replaced with my old one. I know my dear will love the idea of the replacement. Looks like my wallet will be lighter then ever during June.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's really about all that happened these few days and I would seriously like to thank the following guys. In no particular order expect the first two, everyone are as important to me as my life. Without you guys, life won't be the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) My &lt;strong&gt;Mother and family&lt;/strong&gt; for the spread they prepared for me on my birthday eve. I seriously had a fantastic meal. Nothing beats home cook food. And my dear &lt;strong&gt;Sis&lt;/strong&gt; who sent me an SMS to wish me a happy birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;2) Dear &lt;strong&gt;Sylvia&lt;/strong&gt; for making this 1/4 of a century birthday a memorable one. The treat, the gift and the time spent on it could be felt. Love ya~&lt;br /&gt;3) My army friends, &lt;strong&gt;Heeling, Raymond Koh, Vernon and Sze Tho&lt;/strong&gt; who made the effort, time and patience to attend our mini gathering to celebrate for me. We haven't know for 10 of years but our friendship will last I assure.&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Tracy&lt;/strong&gt; who sent me the earliest of sms to me which totally took me by surprise. Thanks for the wishing my project mate.&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;Litong&lt;/strong&gt; for his friendster message when he is still overseas and &lt;strong&gt;Zegui&lt;/strong&gt; for his msn greetings. Really glad you guys still remember it. &lt;strong&gt;Loke&lt;/strong&gt; donno forgot anot! Deeply touched. Our 10 years friendship anniversity will be approaching in no time. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;Kumar&lt;/strong&gt; for his "'O' unholy one... May your dark forces wreck havoc upon this earth for eons to come". You have been a great pal. &lt;strong&gt;Waycherng&lt;/strong&gt; for remembering my Birthday Every Single Year! Either on the right day or wrong day. May we hit our marathon goals this incoming year! And &lt;strong&gt;Tanny&lt;/strong&gt; too for wishing me happy birthday. Much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;7) For the midnight messages send by &lt;strong&gt;Torrence&lt;/strong&gt; (You Xing Le!) &lt;strong&gt;and Irwan&lt;/strong&gt; (Meet up for tea soon! So long never see you).&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;8) The call wishing from&lt;strong&gt; Junjie&lt;/strong&gt; and the MSN message from &lt;strong&gt;Joey&lt;/strong&gt;. May you have a cute boy soon!&lt;br /&gt;9) Facebook Messages from &lt;strong&gt;Lester&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Good Luck in your Runs in 2009),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jasmine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Your turn is coming!!! Lols. We shall dine soon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; Jieming&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(ORD soon right! Good Luck!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yanliang&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(All the best for your honors),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Vicki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Stay healthy alway!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Guowei&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Sianz, Cat Y lo...),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ahmed&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Have fun in Facebook!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Diana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Get a job soon! Good luck!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Marcus&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Get more marksman in 2009, enjoy shooting!!!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lisa&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Ono! Have fun in Battlestation!),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Joshua Kho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Mr Buffalo! Enjoy your Ole and screamer from passion football!) and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ice Storm&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Enjoy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10) SMSes from &lt;strong&gt;Lixing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Get good grades and get your deserved grades!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GuanDa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Keep those smiles on and have great fun!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Raymond Koh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Maintain your above 4.5 GPA and do everyone proud!!!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Michiko JIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Jie, we shall KTV real soon and dont so stress, Chill!!!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Guowei, Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Don't Jenga too much and may your leg be stronger every single day!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Stanley&lt;/strong&gt; (Get a new gf and forget the old one. Life move on and you will succeed no doubt!!), &lt;strong&gt;Yizhang&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Grad soon and may your love bloom like roses!~),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jeffery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (You have proposed and now I wish you a blissful wedding in months to come!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11) MSN Messages from &lt;strong&gt;Raquel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Last module in SIM will just let you be more prepared! Good luck girl!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Calvin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Your Ganchiong-ness will be your greatest assets in the years to come! Find a job soon and keep in contact!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Rae&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(You fark, better work hard and be more serious in life! LOL. Good luck and use your little wits in your greatest benefit!),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wan Hsien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (May the holy one bless you and where is our KTV!!! Lols. Keep in contact!)&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kah Jun&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Chill on the complaints and the tikoness!!! Lol Good luck in your life and meet up soon!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) A gathering with &lt;strong&gt;Renfeng&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(All the best in your work search and studies.)&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; after my birthday at the KTV.&lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;strong&gt;Hsien Ming&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Find a work fast and treat me to a meal!!! lol) &lt;/em&gt;who couldn't wish me while he was in China gave me a late wishing after New Year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing said could replace the feeling and warmth you guys have given me not only this special day but my life. I would sincerely wish you guys the greatest of health and happiness in life. Thanks alot for the wishing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4802299169576972495?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4802299169576972495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4802299169576972495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4802299169576972495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4802299169576972495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-i-spent-my-25th.html' title='How I spent my 25th.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVlueY2t6MI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a83Ye6G68HE/s72-c/aijisen+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-1363897579449162412</id><published>2008-12-25T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:09:28.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Eventful December</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas!!! I'm excited over it, no doubt. I haven't done any updating lately because I'm pretty lazy and slightly busy with personal stuff. Still, I'm finally here today to do it. I'm so going to backtrack all the way till the last entry date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mind you, its going to be pretty long a post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;08th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Cherng’s birthday and today we celebrated with him by eating chili crab at Tanny’s house. We bought 2 bottles of Baron and 2 chili crabs with a lot of buns to go with. It was nice to eat these crabs once in a while. And even better when Cherng and I just finished a marathon the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTV at Party World was my favorite pastime with Nicholas and gang. Went singing and that was my first after like since my preparation for my exam. Singing was great especially when you have not done it for a long time. Went to Mr Bean to eat after singing and the food still smell as nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;14th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer at the fico pitch in the evening with criminals and as23 players was something we haven’t been doing. It has been a while since the team has any chance to play some soccer together and hopefully the team gets to play some field soccer soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;16th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Today is &lt;strong&gt;Michiko Jie’s&lt;/strong&gt; Birthday!!!! Wish you enjoy the whole of upcoming year more than this year and may your health and wealth improve through the years!!! Gong hey Gong hey!!! I was out with Joey and Junjie for a meet-up as I pass him his race pack for the Standard Chartered and their wedding video. We decided to watch Twilight since there wasn’t many shows available at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR7r2S8scI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fFj20eYtjns/s1600-h/twilight-movie-cast-photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283984256052015554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR7r2S8scI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fFj20eYtjns/s320/twilight-movie-cast-photo-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR7ro1IiCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bB1_btXm1tE/s1600-h/twilight01mt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283984252437301282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR7ro1IiCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bB1_btXm1tE/s320/twilight01mt5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR7ro1IiCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bB1_btXm1tE/s1600-h/twilight01mt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight was Stephenie Meyer's 4 volume novel turn movie and this first volume starts the romance of Belle Swan and Edward Cullen. The story revolts around vampires residing in the rainy town of Forks and life was disturbed for this batch of immortals when Belle shifts in from Phoenix. Edward fells in love with Belle which was express as, ‘So the lion fell in love with the lamb’ in the show by Edward. I think this show will be liked by the novel twilighters, the teens or the girls. It was ok for me and I give it a 3/5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nut-nYI/AAAAAAAAACE/acCZ4OXfmm0/s1600-h/534062972_7f949c26bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987483833310594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nut-nYI/AAAAAAAAACE/acCZ4OXfmm0/s320/534062972_7f949c26bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987476773488002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nUayRYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/tmSeNou01IE/s320/2152199116_daf5a8816c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My plate of sushi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-ni20wJI/AAAAAAAAACM/NHcYYHmvxVI/s1600-h/zuwaifried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987480649187474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-ni20wJI/AAAAAAAAACM/NHcYYHmvxVI/s320/zuwaifried.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Zuwaigani Fried Rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Cherng, Tanny and BL at Vivocity to catch the show IP MAN. We grabbed dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.sushitei.com.sg/"&gt;Sushi Tei branch at Vivocity&lt;/a&gt; and I got myself a Zuwaigani Fried Rice. Its not the best but I guess I was pretty hungry at that time and gulp it down pretty quickly. Its definitely filling for me. Got another plate of sushi to totally satisfy my hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nzgCCcI/AAAAAAAAACc/QpegV8umO1U/s1600-h/ipman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987485116991938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nzgCCcI/AAAAAAAAACc/QpegV8umO1U/s320/ipman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-7MQQuJI/AAAAAAAAACk/YZ8fDU0AlrU/s1600-h/ipman_1280x1024g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987818179246226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-7MQQuJI/AAAAAAAAACk/YZ8fDU0AlrU/s320/ipman_1280x1024g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nz3YB4I/AAAAAAAAACU/y-v6DipCBHU/s1600-h/ipman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987485214902146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nz3YB4I/AAAAAAAAACU/y-v6DipCBHU/s320/ipman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This part is damn funny. The son came out halfway and to convery her mother's message during the fight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPMAN was a terrific show. I have no idea what show it was before I agreed on watching. I even got the name wrong as I.P man which I thinking how was it related to Bruce Lee’s martial art teacher. But with no anticipation, this show hypes me up with the patriotism, little humors and definitely the fighting actions and scenes. The plot was not at all that exciting since it was citing the history of Ip Man and the war period. He has got a boring yet trilling life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;19th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing billiard with Kumar was something I have not been doing for a while. He totally trashed me during the game. I could only remember winning one game and fighting hard for a couple. The last game was totally his to win with me losing 40 to 50 points. I have much to learn and practice before I play with him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to play football back at Bukit Gombak and this time with a new addition. Guowei joined Kumar, Cherng and me in the morning 10am and we were the first to reach. There were some random people playing there and we challenged them for an early game. Our team dominated for a while and stayed on the court for at least 1.5 hours and seriously the weather was insane for soccer. I got plenty of bruises and a light burn… Lol. After the soccer session, we went to the pool for some water therapy. We tried the slides, chit chat in the pool and laze around in lazy pool. Went to the extent of going against the current of the lazy pool and its not really that easy seriously… I rushed home after swimming, got dressed and dash off to GuangDa’s Birthday celebration. I was late but not the last. We got a cake, a Jay Chou’s latest album and foot his bill for him. Ate at Jack’s Place and got myself a chicken cordon bleu. It was nice taste with good side dishes to complement it. I would recommend it if you have craving for some chicken delights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jpgroup.com.sg/"&gt;Jack's Place &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;268 Orchard Road #B1-00268&lt;br /&gt;Orchard Road (S)238856&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-8xUN3LI/AAAAAAAAADE/gZgTNVmZqRQ/s1600-h/GameSaboteur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987845307817138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-8xUN3LI/AAAAAAAAADE/gZgTNVmZqRQ/s320/GameSaboteur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-89GgukI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N7Z7bhEEnjQ/s1600-h/GameJenga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987848471558722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-89GgukI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N7Z7bhEEnjQ/s320/GameJenga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-89GgukI/AAAAAAAAAC8/N7Z7bhEEnjQ/s1600-h/GameJenga.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to catch a movie but seriously weekend is not a good time for movie. So crowded and so inconvenient to even get the tickets and thus we decided to play some games at the &lt;a href="http://sg.settlerscafe.com/"&gt;Settlers&lt;/a&gt;. Its located in SMU and it’s a good place to lose some time and have great bonding and fun. We played Jenga, Saboteur and this bone game that I don’t really remember the name but the point of the game is to grab a bone once you traded and got five of the same cards. The rest of the players all grab a bone after you do and one of the players will not get a bone. So loser does a forfeit. Fun of this game is you stop trading, grabbed a bone and still people did not notice it. I think I pretty suck in it but had great fun. Saboteur was fun too. There are two groups, the miner and the sabotages. Miners make your way to the gold, while the opposition prevents you from doing it. Suspense in the game lies in not knowing which one is the gold in the midst of other 2 coal cards and who are your allies and foes. Jenga needs no explaining. Whoever drops the tower lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought the night was over, there was a mahjong session at Nichola’s home and I was so lethargic by than that I couldn’t really concentrate and was playing asleep. There was only one loser in the end but we played to little to cause any damage. Only damage done to everyone was the lack of sleep. Took bus 99 home since there is no bus for me in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND YA!!! GuangDA!!! Happy Birthday MAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21st December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday used to be Soccer day for me but apparently this wasn’t the case recently. Met up with Sylvia for lunch at the new Jurong Point they call it JP2 and we roam around at the new shops and its got bigger and more variety of shops. Met Kelvin there too as he is now working at May Bank. After lunch, I went off to meet Lixing, Heeling and Vernon for a dinner gathering since we haven’t met in the longest of time. We dine at &lt;a href="http://www.dianxiaoer.net/index.aspx"&gt;Dian Xiao Er at Marina Square&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dianxiaoer.net/"&gt;店小二&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#02-203/204 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marina Square &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel: (65)6337 1928&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-8xFo6zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JmkGPMwUNkA/s1600-h/ms_B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987845246675762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-8xFo6zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JmkGPMwUNkA/s320/ms_B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were sitting behind the waitress when we ate there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-8tm5aJI/AAAAAAAAACs/nU1kxjKXxZI/s1600-h/2615149112_c69a786efd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283987844312426642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-8tm5aJI/AAAAAAAAACs/nU1kxjKXxZI/s320/2615149112_c69a786efd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They are famous for their duck. Try it if your a duck lover :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had the following:&lt;br /&gt;1) Herbal Roast Duck&lt;br /&gt;2) Sweet and Sour Pork&lt;br /&gt;3) Fried Kai Lan&lt;br /&gt;4) Butter Prawn with Black Pepper&lt;br /&gt;5) Longan and Almond Drink (Cold)&lt;br /&gt;6) Steaming Superior Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those wasn’t exactly the name of the dishes but recalled to the best of my memory though. Very nice and it suits my taste buds totally. Will go back again if I have another craving next time. After the meal and talking-cock session, Sze Tho called to meet us at Bukit Timah 24 hour coffee shop to chit chat further. We went, sat and chat. Had some pratas and drink before Sze Tho suggested pool. It seems like so long since I last played pool and I think I have lost the touches to clear in just a few cues. And guess what… After pool session, we went back to sit and chat at the coffee shop… I was totally drained of energy by then and simply out of focus during the chat. Got home at 3am and boy was it tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22nd December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sushitei.com.sg/"&gt;Sushi Tei (Ngee Ann City)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="sg_ngeeann"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ngee Ann City 391 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orchard Road #02-13&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann City&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 238873&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telephone +65 6737 8878&lt;br /&gt;Facsimile +65 6737 7997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Hours&lt;br /&gt;11.30am to 10.00pm daily&lt;br /&gt;(last order 9.30pm)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Shuiyi for dinner and we had Sushi Tei. She recommended the Sashimi Salad with Sushi Tei dressing and we change all the sashimi to salmon and we shared a Dai Dai Roll. I got myself a Yakitori Don while Shuiyi get herself a Cha Soba. It was a good meal. A fantastic one actually and seriously I think I have become a fan of Sushi Tei… She paid for the dining and I sincerely appreciated it. Will treat back once I get my first pay… Thanks a lot! We went Starbucks for a chat and it was a good gathering since we haven’t met up since like 1 year ago. Chat from driving to her work to a lot of crap. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR-nUayRYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/tmSeNou01IE/s1600-h/2152199116_daf5a8816c.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9nftLbSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jLXST2m8NiQ/s1600-h/yakitori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986380291796258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9nftLbSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jLXST2m8NiQ/s320/yakitori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9nEeNJwI/AAAAAAAAABs/fU0W-W22F38/s1600-h/sashimi+salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986372981237506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9nEeNJwI/AAAAAAAAABs/fU0W-W22F38/s320/sashimi+salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9mmFoZtI/AAAAAAAAABc/-KDgvDE8M64/s1600-h/339155273_a712faf436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986364825102034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9mmFoZtI/AAAAAAAAABc/-KDgvDE8M64/s320/339155273_a712faf436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9m59uWRI/AAAAAAAAABk/vtgpAzL07fE/s1600-h/2152187228_d95f3732ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283986370160646418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR9m59uWRI/AAAAAAAAABk/vtgpAzL07fE/s320/2152187228_d95f3732ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th December, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our dosage of tennis at Vernon's condo. We had a short trip to Mustafa before we started our tennis session though. This was my first visit despite being a Singaporean for almost my entire life here so far. Back to tennis... Vernon's tennis improved a lot since the last time we played. Not the professional kind but at least its not flying around anymore. Heeling on the other hand had his first encounter and seems to like it pretty much. There might just be more sessions in the future. Raymond joined us since he lives nearby and we chit chat at Vernon's house. I'm impressed that Vernon plays the piano. Not surprising, just didn't expect it. He demonstrated the tune of final fantasy and god I love it. I simply adore people or things with musical talent. Love it! We left at around 6pm and I left off for an impromptu gathering I only get to know at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steamboat was at Allan’s house and I asked for directions from him. Situated at Sims drive, he told me to alight at Paya lebar MRT station and walk along Geylang Lorong 17. I did as told and only to not find any Lorong 17. I walked in the drizzle and past all the Lorongs from 50+ to 20+ before reaching the next train station. All the sight seeing and walking took me half an hour or so… Was all exhausted from all the walking. It was a nice gathering. Nice food and company of friend to celebrate Christmas Eve. I left early since Zhang offered to give me a lift and he got to pick up his girlfriend and I’m already tired and decided to call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through to picking up her girlfriend who was singing, she called to say they extended the room for another hour and so I tag along. The whole group of them was in serious Christmas mood and I sat there to enjoy their singing but they thought I was bored and picked some songs for me to sing. I sang in the cold room and my voice tremble while I sing. Damn cold and mind you I was in shorts. So in the end I got home at 4am to end the day…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1363897579449162412?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1363897579449162412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1363897579449162412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1363897579449162412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1363897579449162412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/12/eventful-december.html' title='Eventful December'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVR7r2S8scI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fFj20eYtjns/s72-c/twilight-movie-cast-photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-3020131094714814060</id><published>2008-12-10T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:25:14.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Post Standard Chartered Marathon 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;DATE: Sunday, December 7, 2008&lt;br /&gt;BIB/DIV: 13997 / M1824&lt;br /&gt;TIME: 5h:29m:47s (gun) / &lt;strong&gt;5h:21m:41s (net)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Results in Entire Field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Of the 12393 who finished, 15% were female and 85% were male. And I’m 4330th place with 7992 finishers behind me. About 36% of finishers ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Result in Male Category - 3779th place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Of the 10480 male who finished, I was ranked 3779th with 6701 finished behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, for the record, you were ahead of about 70% of female finishers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed 167 runners during the run and 557 passed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Mile – 12min 16 sec&lt;br /&gt;Average KM- 7 min 37 sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average Speed 7.9Kph, 4.9 Mph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the results were out for the marathon and I am not happy with the timing this year...&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&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVSSCcYwDVI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZG00Ek5lC6E/s1600-h/marathon+2008+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284008833489833298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 601px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 416px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVSSCcYwDVI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZG00Ek5lC6E/s320/marathon+2008+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND my WALKING PICTURES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284010797294837618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVST0wIWX3I/AAAAAAAAADk/tXop8-WRPL8/s320/SGAX0741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284010796482236802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVST0tGnEYI/AAAAAAAAADc/z_GlEtwUZOU/s320/GGBX0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284010784469286130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVST0AWf_PI/AAAAAAAAADU/6wdOfd42_Fs/s320/GGBQ1449.jpg" border="0" /&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/7612756607626230594-3020131094714814060?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3020131094714814060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3020131094714814060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3020131094714814060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3020131094714814060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-standard-chartered-marathon-2008.html' title='Post Standard Chartered Marathon 2008'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVSSCcYwDVI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZG00Ek5lC6E/s72-c/marathon+2008+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-158237448003299317</id><published>2008-12-08T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:37:30.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yg1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Graduate Loh!</title><content type='html'>2 weeks since I updated the blog and the first time I posted in my new migrated site. Xanga is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 weeks was purely resting and weeks of anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Beverly Hills Chihuahua during the anticipation to chill myself down. It was a funny show but not as entertaining I thought it was better but still entertaining animals. Catch it on the TV when it is out. 3.1/5.0 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/ST0C4_39dbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/liuwT5VSKrw/s1600-h/BevHillsChihuahua.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284014814828758370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVSXemnFBWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oI6d7GV3cD0/s320/2008_beverly_hills_chihuahua_012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284014811970389458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVSXeb9lxdI/AAAAAAAAADs/Oe8-RLaJb5k/s320/BevHillsChihuahua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may have wondered what am I anticipating. Definitely my result lar!!! And its good news!!! I have graduated!!! I was so worried that I might have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h9b4KZWG_i0/ST0C5ZoJrDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2eK1hZu1f64/s1600-h/2008_beverly_hills_chihuahua_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed one or two modules but lucky me that I managed to passed. I'm so glad that my last minute, last day of studying got me 2 DI and 2 CR to end my university life. Though I didn't do well but I'm so just glad I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another event worth mentioning was the end of my 2008 marathon. Though I didn't train for this marathon due to tight schedules, I went anyway. Outcome was 20+km of running with 20+km or walk, jog, crawl and pain. This marathon was bad as I did not expect it to hurt me as bad as the first one I took. Every marathon that hurts me keeps me alive and reminds me that I'm still living. However, it's also disappointing that I have alway failed to train enough to complete a marathon. I am pretty sure that my mental have weaken alot and I meant alot. Timing have deproved by alot too, 20 minutes at least. Sad but what to do? Better luck next year maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some job searching. Anyone have any recommandations can alway email me or inform me. Thanks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-158237448003299317?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/158237448003299317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=158237448003299317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/158237448003299317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/158237448003299317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduate-loh.html' title='Graduate Loh!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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/_h9b4KZWG_i0/SVSXemnFBWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oI6d7GV3cD0/s72-c/2008_beverly_hills_chihuahua_012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-1968757574304607923</id><published>2008-11-24T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mega Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So here I am finally with slack time to do more relaxed stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time have passed pretty quickly the last month and things were pretty much cramped together. Very busy but it was managable. As I recall back, exam passed not too long ago. I don't have very promising feeling for this exam and just hopefully I could be granted an access to the recession society with a graduation cert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 6 day taiwan trip was a good get away as I get to enjoy some sightseeing, some shopping and some cultural experience of another country. I will update shortly on the trip after I have some time to consolidate the photos and everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to scout for a shirt for my best friends wedding and went Marina shopping centre to scout for them with Sylvia. I got a G2000 shirt with tie before watching Madagascar 2 - Escape 2 Africa. The show was well animated and funny with great dubbing. Storyline was well cool and I personally give it 3.5/5 stars. Worth watching to just relax the day away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 days after I got back was Junjie and Mongyee's big day. Seeing 2 of my good friends getting married was something words can't describe. You feel good when you know your friends will be having a good life ahead. The wedding was a good one with nice food. Though it lacks some entertainments but everything was just fine. Congrats to the 2 of them!!! I will just do another post on it hopefully soon when I get some photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day after the wedding was Gui's birthday. HappY 26th BirthdaY!!!!  He was one of my closest friend in polytechnic who still kept in contact with me over the years. Time passed and we have known each other for more than 8 years and I seriously appreciate this friendship. He suggested having dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.hanabi.com.sg/"&gt;Hanabi Resturant&lt;/a&gt; which I think was located at Bukit Timah area. Loke drove us over and we had our dinner buffet there. There were plenty of jap food there and it was pretty fine food. Would give it 3/5 stars for the food itself. Service wasn't all that great nor the location. But still it was a good meal. Thanks for the treat too, gui! We had ice-cream at Causeway point after the meal and the shopping centre have changed pretty much. Shall go there for a walk soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally have some time to myself yesterday and today to just relax on the bed and waste the time away. About time to scout for work and before that, a few things to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;1) My Results! (This is the most important thing in the year but also the scariest of all)&lt;br /&gt;2) Standard Chartered Run 2008 (I'm so going to feel the pain once again with almost no preparation this year)&lt;br /&gt;3) Job Searching (A new phase of my life and I had to come out together with Mr Recession)&lt;br /&gt;4) Christmas!!! (I love this festival the best or if not the 2nd best, the decorations, the carols, the everything!)&lt;br /&gt;5) My Birthday!!! (It's here every year but this year will be different hopefully with hopes that I will grad. I pray!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1968757574304607923?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1968757574304607923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1968757574304607923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1968757574304607923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1968757574304607923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/11/mega-updates.html' title='Mega Updates'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2935827263088656617</id><published>2008-11-12T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:55:33.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>You miss me post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Exam is finally over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now time for Taiwan. Will be away till 18th Nov so if you are looking for me, maybe sms me but I not sure if my phone got auto roaming. But you can try lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its a getaway from Singapore, to relieve some stress off this fast pace country, to feel happy for a while before release of exam results, to go see some babes, to see some cultural difference, to just do something different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is by right my first trip overseas if i don't count those needed by army. So basically something new.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully got lots of pleasent surprises during this trip and looking forward to a great future, though with the recession and everything, chances are low but I will try to stay positive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to miss alot of people for 6 days, esp my families. Also my close friends. But I'm only away for 6 days so ya. Its shorter den exam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After trip, the next big thing will be my 2 best friend's wedding. Will be back to get all the necessary things prepared before accompanying and assisting in their big step in life. It will be a grand one and most unforgetable one. I assure and pretty confident it will be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I was at Taka and saw this car challenge. The press car challenge with only 4 people standing after 3 plus days. I salute them man. Determination Gao Gao. 3 Gals and 1 guy. I punch my chest damn hard for u all lar. Power. 4 of you guys have already broke last year's record. Ask me sleep so long I also tired. Stand so long... Power man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some blur pics for you all to see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/1ccbd220163966/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image036" src="http://x1c.xanga.com/cbdf13e507133220163966/z172605972.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Firstly, 3 days plus and still going lar. POWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/fb85d220163982/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image041" src="http://xfb.xanga.com/85df121a44733220163982/z172605988.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/bdec5220163977/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image038" src="http://xbd.xanga.com/ec5f1a1a44732220163977/z172605983.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl really power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/8eb19220163962/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image035" src="http://x8e.xanga.com/b19c861a44730220163962/z172605968.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl REALLY POWER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/aeb3c220163971/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image037" src="http://xae.xanga.com/b3cc81e507130220163971/z172605977.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guy also bo shu sey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/31ea7220163960/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image034" src="http://x31.xanga.com/ea7c6b1a09c31220163960/z172605941.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd day the crowd still so much. Good way to advertise. LOLS&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2935827263088656617?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2935827263088656617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2935827263088656617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2935827263088656617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2935827263088656617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-miss-me-post.html' title='You miss me post.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8538280637115756410</id><published>2008-11-05T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The untold truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;... To be released on a later date...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I ever make it, this will be published... Note that this is based on a true story and not meant to be publish, republish or reanything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I shouldn't leave it till the last minute before I start studying but I was feeling down over the previous paper and just couldnt start revising till the very minute I realised that I don't have enough time to finish my study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is 1pm and there was only 25hours left for my 16 chapters and I end up with only 1hour per chapter... I forced myself to stay awake in the night but failed on several attempts. Terrible experience. I alway do such thing and hope for the best. This is no exception...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I love everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8538280637115756410?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8538280637115756410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8538280637115756410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8538280637115756410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8538280637115756410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/11/untold-truth.html' title='The untold truth'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-9137367562940684753</id><published>2008-11-01T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Haleluya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sales - 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM&lt;br /&gt;Section  A  - 19&lt;br /&gt;Section  B  - 15&lt;br /&gt;Section C1 - 10&lt;br /&gt;Section C2 - 10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SM - 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR - 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really just contented with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha, Jesus, Allah, Satan, Shiva, Sister Mary, Whoever. I need your Power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-9137367562940684753?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/9137367562940684753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=9137367562940684753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9137367562940684753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9137367562940684753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/11/haleluya.html' title='Haleluya'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4956180667615958935</id><published>2008-10-22T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>I'm still counting. Nana.</title><content type='html'>Everyone feels the anxiety of the exam at different periods during the approaches of the exams. Some earlier while some settles later. I happen to be the latter. I can't really see it approaching but there are signs which indicates its' here (like females who gets their cramps before their period).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my friends. A few of my friends kept asking me why I'm so stress when I didn't really feel it. I asked how and why they say so and they just say I look stress and so does my msn nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, your sleep time. You start waking up at strange period of the night (not to watch soccer or pee) and just refuses to continue the sleep after awaking. And the worse part, you went to sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, your stomach. I started burping very often and simply visit the loo every so often, I bet I spent more time in there enough for me to complete one module of study. I bet this just happens to me and maybe a few others out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, the internet. The drastic decline in the amount of time I spend online is perhaps the largest tale sign of all since I'm supposed to be the no life kid that stays online 25 hours a day and when I'm suddenly not there, people questions me why I'm not online providing MCQ for me to choose from(in preparation for my final exam, how nice. :D ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices are as below:&lt;br /&gt;i) Your computer is down,&lt;br /&gt;ii) You didn't pay for your internet bills,&lt;br /&gt;iii) You're admitted to A&amp;amp;E,&lt;br /&gt;iv) You're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you that no one actually bothered to include an answer of me starting to prepare for my exams. It must have been my records that I don't start revision until 2 days before the paper or they simply felt that I don't study. Either way they know me too well. They are such good friends and I meant it in a denotation meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm reading rubbish. I don't want to communicate as a professional. I'm just a mere human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4956180667615958935?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4956180667615958935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4956180667615958935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4956180667615958935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4956180667615958935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-still-counting-nana.html' title='I&apos;m still counting. Nana.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-782532566590050840</id><published>2008-10-18T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Its time for countdown again...</title><content type='html'>10 days left and I'm still not finished anything... Not started in fact. I'm screwed once again... Can't seems to find the motivation. I think I need to isolate from the world to get that focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-782532566590050840?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/782532566590050840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=782532566590050840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/782532566590050840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/782532566590050840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-time-for-countdown-again.html' title='Its time for countdown again...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7680139751946487146</id><published>2008-10-16T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>High School Musical 3: Senior Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/d39be215901286/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="HSM3" src="http://xd3.xanga.com/9bef101743632215901286/z168856733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This really apply to me since my graduation is coming. No, its not going to be like High School Musical style and Yes, its going to be those traditional. Wear your graduation suit, move around, take pictures, shake hands, smile widely, walk again and take picture again and this goes on and on till it ends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why can't our graduation be by the pool side with everyone in their swimsuit?! Its going to be one of its first kind. Our certificate will be laminated and yes, you can promote your waterproof camera there. Imagine what you are going to tell your grandson in the future. They are so going admire from deep down. WAY TOO COOL!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah and damn I can't dance, no V-cam, no costumes and can't take part in the V-blog and no chance for a win. That's damn sad!!! But well, what to do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We know its not going to happen to my graduation party so lets just imagine&lt;em&gt; (And yeah! We don't have red graduation suit! Its cool lar~)&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Catch Walt Disney Pictures' High School Musical 3: Senior Year in cinemas from October 24!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7680139751946487146?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7680139751946487146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7680139751946487146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7680139751946487146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7680139751946487146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/10/high-school-musical-3-senior-year.html' title='High School Musical 3: Senior Year'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-6455619302904090722</id><published>2008-10-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mundane Stuffs</title><content type='html'>I haven't been doing much for the past few days but mundane stuffs. Checking emails, soccer, running, taking ippt, slacking, online surfing, anime watching and just everything but studying. Its that kinda don't-feel-like-studying-feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is this particular incident that I just can't prevent myself from blogging it. I gave up my seat for an old man on the train a few days ago. And as I leave my seat, this fat and young malay girl dash toward the seat and just sat down. She opened the bag and took out a PSP and played with it. The old man who was walking halfway to my seat went back to where he stood and no one else gave their seats up. At least 4 person I saw was sitting down meddling with their PSP. What's wrong with the people these days? I regret not giving the malay girl a piece of her mind and seriously ashamed of it. I just hope everyone around should be more mindful of what is going on. The ugliness of train behavior have worsen yet again. Wake up people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer was boring yesterday. I can't believe it that there was 5 teams at the court and even more pissed that my team didn't even managed 20 minutes on the court for the four hour wait there. And it wasn't because we were uncontested for but more on the fact due to silly errors of the defender. It wasn't all his fault that he have poor touches and didnt have enough sleep the previous night but still it was very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night run was one big torture since I haven't ran for 2 weeks and this one long run (21km) almost broke my leg. But I'm glad I have finished it. I forsee longer runs in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have quite a bit to clear up before I could start studying I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!!! This is a very funny website. Very good for stress relief and it updates daily with a joke each day. Check it out! &lt;a href="http://jokerley.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jokerley.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-6455619302904090722?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/6455619302904090722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=6455619302904090722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6455619302904090722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6455619302904090722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/10/mundane-stuffs.html' title='Mundane Stuffs'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8179527341921712901</id><published>2008-10-07T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:56:52.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updating updates of my updated life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow and wow. It's been a while since I last entered an entry. Projects are all over, finally and finally! This only means the start of exam and the final phase of yet another chapter I guess. I can't say I am looking forward towards the new chapter since there are plenty of uncertainities out there and yet I'm looking forward to it just for the sake of the root of evil. Anyway, anyhow, I shall first elimilate the final phase before I press on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/6b465214412839/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="283" alt="mama-mia-poster" src="http://x6b.xanga.com/465f13e0c1c32214412839/z167550768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of them sing well I must say. I'm pretty impressed.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/6e082214412830/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="mama-mia-2" src="http://x6e.xanga.com/082c66f215431214412830/z167550759.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when was the last time you dance on the bed like a crazy bitch?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides the dreadful projects, I have had my share of life the past few days. I can't remember everything but shall just enter whatever I recall at the moment. I remembered watching Mama Mia, The movie 2008 with Sylvia and its really a musical movie. So if you like music pieces by Swedish pop band Abba, bollywood dancing and just purely in the mood for some joyous music to liven your spirit, this is the movie for you. I give it 4.0/5.0. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our projects, the team went out for some sort of gathering. Maybe just some stress relieving sessions. We had or rather they had lunch and desserts at Peaberry and Pretzel at the shop at Sunset Way. I didn't really eat there since I'm pretty or very short on cash and they didn't say earlier that they were having food there until I bought my lunch. So either way, I didnt have the chance to eat there. Shall go over there for the desserts next time round since they look so damn tempting. Especially the one Calvin had. There were pictures but I'm not very in the mood to post them here. Or maybe just a few...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/0590b214413710/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1720" src="http://x05.xanga.com/90b85172293a8214413710/z167551545.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calvin had this and I love, adore and like it!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/3c2eb214413456/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="DSCF1691" src="http://x3c.xanga.com/2ebc90e029030214413456/z167551309.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diana had this and I love it too! I pretty fruity too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/e2de1214413145/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1712" src="http://xe2.xanga.com/de1c7ae054d31214413145/z167551045.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A toast to end of all tortures.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met up with Gui and Loke recently for a get together session since we have not met for the longest of time. So happy to see them and really we should meet more often. Luckily the next session will be soon since Gui's birthday is coming. Nov 20th! I will take effort tor remember although half the time I'm not the kind to remember birthday's not even my families. We had a pretty short meeting at Jurong Point and I miss those days we had hours and hours of free time to roam in town or any areas with totally no idea where to go. But times have changed and picked up. No longer going at its slow pace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Played soccer 2 days ago and how much I missed it. Though its the street style but still the feeling was great. Would have been prefect if I didn't have aches after that and a bruise on my head. And would have been fantastic if I had scored a few more goals than one. Still pretty enjoyable. Another sport I neglected that I played that day was tennis with Raven. The last I saw him was during Ivy's wedding and the last time for tennis with him was... I can't recall. I didn't really like it since he can't return half the ball and made me pick up balls. And when picking up balls, he alway never fails to hit another over so I could go collect it. I didn't feel it was worth the money to pay for a court to pick balls. But I did have a few great hits. So it's compensation one for one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I mention that Heroes 3 is out? Totally sensational. Seriously catch it if you were a heroes fan. Catch it catch it! Now you can have power like them! How? Watch it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something big is going to happen really soon. So stay tune here while things slowly unreveal. Woohooo~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8179527341921712901?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8179527341921712901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8179527341921712901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8179527341921712901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8179527341921712901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/10/updating-updates-of-my-updated-life.html' title='Updating updates of my updated life'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8522472476048312344</id><published>2008-09-28T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>fake –verb (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;1.prepare or make (something specious, deceptive, or fraudulent): to fake a report showing nonexistent profits.&lt;br /&gt;2.to conceal the defects of or make appear more attractive, interesting, valuable, etc., usually in order to deceive: The story was faked a bit to make it more sensational.&lt;br /&gt;3.to pretend; simulate: to fake illness.&lt;br /&gt;4.to accomplish by trial and error or by improvising: I don't know the job, but I can fake it.&lt;br /&gt;5.to trick or deceive (an opponent) by making a fake (often fol. by out): The running back faked out the defender with a deft move and scored.&lt;br /&gt;6.Jazz.&lt;br /&gt;a.to improvise: to fake an accompaniment.&lt;br /&gt;b.to play (music) without reading from a score. –verb (used without object)&lt;br /&gt;7.to fake something; pretend.&lt;br /&gt;8.to give a fake to an opponent. –noun&lt;br /&gt;9.anything made to appear otherwise than it actually is; counterfeit: This diamond necklace is a fake.&lt;br /&gt;10.a person who fakes; faker: The doctor with the reputed cure for cancer proved to be a fake.&lt;br /&gt;11.a spurious report or story.&lt;br /&gt;12.Sports. a simulated play or move intended to deceive an opponent. –adjective&lt;br /&gt;13.designed to deceive or cheat; not real; counterfeit. —Verb phrase&lt;br /&gt;14.fake out, Slang.&lt;br /&gt;a.to trick; deceive: She faked me out by acting friendly and then stole my job.&lt;br /&gt;b.to surprise, as by a sudden reversal: They thought we weren't coming back, but we faked them out by showing up during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all the meaning about fake and I'm pretty sure most people only know the superficial meaning. Many people I know are actually fakers and fake out people to achieve what they want. That really gross me out and its happening almost everywhere, anywhere, everywhere. Yes, everywhere. It really depends on the degree of it and how skillful the person was doing it. No matter how skillful and how well one person tries to fake, hide or conceal so as to achieve his or her own selfish or selfless goal, someone is bound to know it or at least feel it. It really depends on whether that someone choose to reveal it out or not. I'm one person who hate to get close to fakers. Simply detest that kind of people who do such stuff but what can be done to destory such people? I think nothing because they possess the ability to create confusion to the surrounding people with their not so angelic ability. They are the villians in heroes, extraordinary characters who chose to use it in the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. heroes 3 is out! Catch it since they have 2 esp out currently. And did anyone know there was an alternate ending for season 2? You guys should catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I shall not spoil anyone's night/morning/day. Tataz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8522472476048312344?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8522472476048312344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8522472476048312344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8522472476048312344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8522472476048312344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3950652808837096952</id><published>2008-09-26T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Project, I hate it</title><content type='html'>This semester's project was terrible. I simply detest it to the maximum. There was one rude girl who simply just wants things to be done her way. Either the correct or wrong way. And simply lack of respect for others. Another confuse girl who only do things her way too but the confused way and just change thing according to her perception without any prove or fact to support. All just based on her instinct, judgement and beliefs. I doubt she even read the textbook before giving those information she gave. Wait, she doesn't have a textbook till lately. As for the others, they just follow with no sound and trust those who make the most noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply hate it. Shall just follow and not argue over it. I have a feeling GM might just get a credit and sm maybe just a cr too. Sales perhaps a di depending on the outcome. MR, I'm looking at a di or hd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3950652808837096952?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3950652808837096952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3950652808837096952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3950652808837096952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3950652808837096952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/project-i-hate-it.html' title='Project, I hate it'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4414579190304495317</id><published>2008-09-18T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Post nike plus run</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After some project whoring, I surfed the net, checked my mail and saw this email from nikeplus. They finally had my timing up and had a picture of me hardly seeing my face. Let's see...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/cdf22211530668/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 558px; HEIGHT: 210px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="178" alt="nikerun" src="http://xcd.xanga.com/f22c6042c8431211530668/z165030135.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran a 55min and 45sec... Didn't hit below 50mins but I did my best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/c14aa211530669/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="308" alt="showimage" src="http://xc1.xanga.com/4aac644148430211530669/z165030136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you spot me? I'm the one covered. And the first guy running seems to be from wholivesnearyou.com who went to the run with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4414579190304495317?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4414579190304495317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4414579190304495317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4414579190304495317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4414579190304495317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/post-nike-plus-run.html' title='Post nike plus run'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5966344673645126162</id><published>2008-09-13T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Stress is picking up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think I'm feeling stress finally. The over dosage of food intake and distracted sleeps and early waking seems to be the signs of it. I'm don't really like this feeling but can't help it since I'm a lousy manager of time and a damn slacker. I seriously urge myself to start working out a plan to tackle the current problem before it gets out of hand. Good luck to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday was good as I finally watched The Leap Years movie by Wong Lilin and cast as well as rewatched Battle Royale. Missed the show as it tells us much about life and reality. I shall not forget it. Love Thursdays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5966344673645126162?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5966344673645126162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5966344673645126162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5966344673645126162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5966344673645126162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/stress-is-picking-up.html' title='Stress is picking up'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-138707775096921825</id><published>2008-09-11T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>My blessing to the new couple</title><content type='html'>Morning at 8.48am, I'm typing this while listening to 933fm and anticipating my project dwelling day. Actually, I woke up at 6.45am but was just doing random stuffs but any preparation to start the day. That's really how I start my day most morning. I slept fairly early last night, going to bed at around 1am. A long day on Wednesday carries itself till today till not sure when it will end.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a significant day for Kelvin and Ivy as they hold their wedding dinner after tying their knot 2 years ago. The wedding was held at Marriott hotel at 730pm. A bit difficult for working class to reach there in time since it’s a weekday. Nevertheless, everyone arrived to send their blessings to this couple. The ambience was decent with a fairly well managed crew in my perspective. At least the waitress that attended to our table had a wide smile from the very beginning. I’m at least impressed by her service standard. The food was fairly below average IMO and I’m not really a choosy person. There were some nice dishes obviously but some of the dishes like the fish weren’t really that nice. Entertainment for the night was normal. I’m very captivated by the videos and picture session but besides that there wasn’t anything else to mention about. It was overall nice and warning wedding dinner with a perfect couple complemented with a great turnout. I congrats the couple and sends them my greatest wishing and blessing. Cheers to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my normal daily life all my friends deem as ‘damn relax lar’.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-138707775096921825?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/138707775096921825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=138707775096921825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/138707775096921825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/138707775096921825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-blessing-to-new-couple.html' title='My blessing to the new couple'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4176932597038631383</id><published>2008-09-09T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>"Remember Those Nights Out" get together session</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life wasn't significantly exciting or meaningful but it was blissful. Thursday was nua at home session since there was no school but I enjoyed nuaing at home especially. Unforgettable nua day at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday was project day followed by a steamboat with our army friends which I gladly call it "Remember Those Nights Out" get together session in face book with a tag line call [Just because the army loves you]. With such a short time notice (3 days before hand), 7 of us turn up. Jason Tan, Melion Tan, Changs Sze Tho, Lance Sum, Vernon Luo, Shiyou and Steven Lim attended. Had alot of chit chating sessions and I personally call it the talk kok session. It was rubbish but it was fun. Great! Fantastic!! Confirmz the best! I'm looking forward to the next one. Hopefully our 40 man plan works out. Just hopefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just when nua-ing seems to come to an end, Saturday was another round of it... I seriously did nothing much that day but just one quiz which I got 17/20. It wasn't good result but it's only 2.5% weightage so bah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to join Cherng for his half ironman race running part but I didn't attend it after knowing that I can't run beside him to give him that extra dosage of encourgement. I was kinda ashame that I did not support him there despite the fact that I couldn't run with him but the mere thought of waiting for 6 hour plus for him to complete the race gets me off the mood. I'm just sorry about it. Anyway, I went out in the noon to have lunch with sylvia at yoshinoya before proceeding to Chinatown to meet up Junjie, Mongyee and Stanley to shop for mooncake. We were joined by Nicholas for our Ktv session at Partyworld Chinatown branch and had decent singing fun there. After dinner just outside the Ktv, we proceed home for the start of a new week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Projects are starting to get seriously heavy. I could somehow feel the stress as I started to eat more and the stomach starts to react strangely. I'm feeling it but I know I shall do it. Good luck to me as I start to elimilate my work. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4176932597038631383?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4176932597038631383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4176932597038631383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4176932597038631383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4176932597038631383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/remember-those-nights-out-get-together.html' title='&quot;Remember Those Nights Out&quot; get together session'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7292831604658204331</id><published>2008-09-04T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Random entry</title><content type='html'>I was looking around for a keyboard for entry level and found this website by chance.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a decent entry keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yamaha-keyboard-guide.com/yamaha-psre313.html"&gt;http://www.yamaha-keyboard-guide.com/yamaha-psre313.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one busy week and I dont seem to have much time for myself. Okie, I lied but point is there aint much time for me. Things all seems to happen together. You guys might ask me like what? I shall say everything! If you observe, things come pouring together at one time. This moment u have 10 hours free a day, the next moment you could need another 10 hours a day. I'm might not be making any sense to you but its okie. I'm like just grumbling. Being busy ain't such a bad thing but doing recovery work sure is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to continue this entry. Maybe I will say more next time. Enjoy guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7292831604658204331?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7292831604658204331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7292831604658204331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7292831604658204331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7292831604658204331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-entry.html' title='Random entry'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5703526725340881617</id><published>2008-09-02T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mundane Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have anyone realise that when anything was supposed to happen, they happen all at the same time. It's like a group of friends meeting up, gathering and ready to head out for an event. It seems to be there to test out how one person adapts to it and how ready the person is in handling the situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm not very sure whether it's just me or is something changing my lifestyle lately but I have been waking up early in the morning. 6am to 7am was my waking up time recently and its not really a big deal but I realise energy tends to be super low at the end of the day. To top that up, I have been sleeping pretty late, like 2am or 3am in the morning. So that makes it an average of 4 to 6 hours of sleep these days. Cherng said I'm just like him and a couple of his friends who could not get enough of sleep and are those 'early birds'. Diana, on the other hand, said it could be due to my stress over the project that drove this sudden change in bio-clock. I provide another set of thinking though. I think I'm just not having a comfortable sleep and needs to change the whole bed. Anyway, anyhow, I should start to find some solution while I'm still sane or at least before I become senile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, back to updating my mundane life... Last Wednesday was a hectic project day for me and I had like programs packed back to back. Morning lecture with Geoffery was boring for once and maybe I was just not focus enough to attend to his lessons that day. After the lessons, my project team rushed to Robertson Quey to hold an interview with Mindy from Man-Collection. It was not all that rush since we managed to grab some BK on the way there. And I finally get to use the coupons! Lol. Interview with Mindy and her partner Rebecca was done through the informal way. We sat outside a bar and chit chat about the topic we were supposingly addressing while sipping some asahi. Who drinks in the middle of the day... Straight after our strategic marketing interview, we headed for Starbucks at UE square to complete our Go-bust exercise before retreating home at night 10am. Damn tiring lar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday was another movie session for me and I realised I have been going out for movie so very often lately. What appears to be once or twice a year becomes like a couple of times in a few months. Not really a good thing for me now consider I'm not a cost producing item and not a revenue collecting machine. Nevertheless, I'm still enjoyed the movie session since I haven't been watching any trash show lately on the big screen. Caught Wall-E with sylvia at AMK hub and its the first time I caught a movie there. It was overall a nice movie which I did not anticipate it to be. You need to catch this minimum conversation, maximum computer graphic show to judge it. I would say 3/5 stars for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/42574209229391/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Walle" src="http://x42.xanga.com/574c9332d6630209229391/z163006908.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wallllll - eeeeee ~~ Eeeeee Vaaaaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night was gym for me and we had a quick workout before cherng went off to fetch tanny. We had supper at Hong Kong Cha Chan Ting (Cafe) at Anchorpoint since it was nearby. It was overall decent food with not very decent pricing but food is just food. Try it out at the other outlets out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday was super waste of time since I had mob briefing in camp and that really was a waste of time supposely they gather us all up to tell us things that we know. Boring stuffs! Met up with Kumar after the brief and played 6 games of billiard and with me being the loser for all 6. Damn pissed. Had dinner at Boon Tong Kee and that was perhaps the best event of the day. Overall a very very bad day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday was class, followed by project meeting and finally a day out at comex fair. I realised alot of classmates of mine were working in this fair and seriously this fair was bigger and had more variety compared to the pervious few ones before this. Calvin got a all in one epson printer while Diana got some ink. I wanted to get a keyboard but dropped the item after checking the model out. We had our dinner at Pepperlunch at Suntec basement. It's near the fountain of wealth and each of us filled our stomach and was actually quite satisified with the food and services provided. There are a few outlets out there so you guys should really check it out if you haven't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday was the much anticipated Nike Plus Run (10km). It was fun running with many people but it's too many people for such a small route. Didn't hit below 50 minutes as I targetted but everything is good. I will train harder for the next 10km and hopefully hit below 50min the next time round. Here are some pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/be59f209229387/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="450x350" src="http://xbe.xanga.com/59fc812023432209229387/z163006904.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me VS The Rest Of The World~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/90852209229609/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="IMG_8576" src="http://x90.xanga.com/852c942017333209229609/z163007081.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yang Ting, Hee Ling, Raymond and Me before the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/29848209229450/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="IMG_8577" src="http://x29.xanga.com/848c6125d7330209229450/z163006954.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preparing for the race.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/e3d9c209229534/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="IMG_8584" src="http://xe3.xanga.com/d9cc6132d8c30209229534/z163007025.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the race with our bracelet and our big Esplande Crown over our head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/33da4209229692/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="IMG_8585" src="http://x33.xanga.com/da4c973341233209229692/z163007155.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Sylvia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Monday and Tuesday will be back to school. Time to get ready. Bye~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5703526725340881617?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5703526725340881617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5703526725340881617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5703526725340881617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5703526725340881617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/09/mundane-updates.html' title='Mundane Updates'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2866503209744895855</id><published>2008-08-27T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:04:54.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>10 days, 10 dollars, 10 you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;While I return to my neglected blog in this late night and in the midst of cooking my magi mee, I realize that I haven’t been blogging for more than 10 days. I’m pretty busy recently but obviously will not be as busy if I could have been a greater manager for time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;As I recall and bring my memory to last Friday evening, I remembered caring Joey organizing a surprise potluck chalet party for JJ for his 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday. Everything went pretty well and prefect, even the keeping of secret apparently. The weather was fine, attendance was awesome but venue just a bit too far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Basically everyone brought food for the party and seriously it was pretty fun with many people bring different stuffs over. It was rather unexpected since there were really people bringing home made food over. Although that was really the purpose of it but who really does it? There was Chinese spaghetti (at least that was what I call it since there were mushrooms and meatballs), salad, steamboat (prepared by a few of us and neglected beside the sink) and some takeaways like KFC, Old Junkie and others. Overall, there was enough food for everyone and still some leftovers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;If you were to call it a birthday celebration, I believe Junjie would have felt it was more of a get together. In my opinion, at the current age we are at, birthday celebration is just an excuse for everyone to take out some time to appear together for some catching up. That’s really why we have so many holidays and functions that we organize. But it’s also this catching up and gatherings that makes up one’s life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Although gathering seems pretty to organize but to have so many people attending takes no mean feat. It actually cost Junjie a quarter of a century to build up such a reputation for so many people to appear. I shall show some pictures to identify the guest of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/9fe9f208043415/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC04202" src="http://x9f.xanga.com/e9fc64fa47230208043415/z161965486.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starting from left: Allan, Lance, George, Lida, Jeffery, Junjie, Stanely, Yanglun, William, Jianxing, Nicholas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/ec0d9208043299/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC04205" src="http://xec.xanga.com/0d9f12fa26c35208043299/z161965378.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it continues~ Minyi, Shujun, Weiying, Ivy, Mongyee, Junjie, Winnie, Jiamei, Selene, Jiayan, Annie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/49155208043164/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC04199" src="http://x49.xanga.com/155c60fbd5330208043164/z161965256.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the super duper luper fuper vuper durian cake. I'm serious, its damn creamy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played pictionary and 8 guys go against 8 girls. Basically throw a dice, move, pick a card, draw, guess and proceed. First to reach wins and I seriously suspect the girls cheated because they were not making any sensible drawings to make any logical guessing yet they got it right. See this for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/ec55e208043568/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="New Bitmap Image" src="http://xec.xanga.com/55ec87fa18d32208043568/z161965628.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me they didn't cheat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Losers actually had to down some drinks mixed with different kind of alcoholic drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/c8527208043532/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC04238" src="http://xc8.xanga.com/527c676601230208043532/z161965595.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By this time, there were already plenty of emptied bottles in the bin. These 9 bottles were the survivor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Everyone retired by 5am that night with only the couple staying back to enjoy the rest of the night in peace. And the poor me have to wake up the next morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;9am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; to play futsal with Cherng and gang. God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Monday and Tuesday was back to school and since Time Management project was due on Wednesday, the whole of Tuesday was devoted to it and I actually underestimated the project and spent the whole night getting the report out. But all was good and at least I had it out. Talk about having some good time management. I definitely have a long way to go and so much more to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Thursday was plain nua-day while Friday was a movie date with dear sylvia. We watched 钱不够用2 and god it’s a wonderful local production. Definitely worth the 10 years of wait and my six dollars that was donated to the box office. I give it 4/5 for a local production that went so well and successful in local context. I did tears a bit towards the end and go catch it if you have the time and bit of money to spare. And I’m not saying it’s not a comedy. Go, go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OFGklKFz-0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="banner" src="http://x3a.xanga.com/d70c736102331208043600/z161965654.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click on the pic to see the you-tube clip on it. And CATCH IT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Saturday was boring school and as if it agony wasn’t enough, Team H had to stay back to finish up Go-bust and end the Saturday with a down note. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sunday morning was AHM and thank god there was no rain during the run. I ran and ran and ran and completed it with a 2 hour 5 minutes and 21 seconds. Disappointing indeed since I did not improve since last year but I can only look forward to year end Standard Chartered Run for improvement. I shall blame it all on lack of training, my cough and sore throat and everything but myself. Ok. Lost to nearly 1.5k guys, half a thousand of lady and a few hundred of elders. Shall not comment too much on it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;That evening was much better since I got finally another good news for the entire week. Go-bust result delights me since for once my team was on the upper half of the industry. This is one damn competitive industry and how nice it will be if they were not all low cost leadership. But a week on top delights me plenty. Enough for me to have a good night of sleep…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Monday’s only good news was the victory of Manchester United game with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Portsmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. 1-0 with Darren Fletcher being the scorer and currently with 2 goals under his belt, he is the top scorer for the team. Go Man Utd and for once, well done Fletcher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/1e3fd208045596/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="darren-fletcher_795875c" src="http://x1e.xanga.com/3fdf13fa66c35208045596/z161967475.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The unlikely scorer... 2 goals for Man Utd all scored by him so far...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;AND totally random, calvin referred this video to me. I swear you must watch this. Too good, too real, too talented, too wrongly used...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="236" width="365"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cu-FuyXpObk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cu-FuyXpObk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2866503209744895855?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2866503209744895855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2866503209744895855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2866503209744895855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2866503209744895855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/10-days-10-dollars-10-you.html' title='10 days, 10 dollars, 10 you.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2897135341635905602</id><published>2008-08-16T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>May I know how to get to La Keh Shi De?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life have been simple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 hours of soccer at Fico Pitch in the night 2 days ago. I remember draining energy on Go-bust in the noon. Really draining of energy, mind u... I rem I fell asleep while doing it halfway. Damn Gross lar!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have finally went pray at Bugis! But after the praying session, altering of Stan's clothes, looking around for Ming's Wii and some dim sum at Hongkong Cha Chan Ting, we went for mahjong at Mong's house. OMG! But at least a balance was struck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the midst of all this 'hardwork' or whatever you call it, Calvin told me a joke. One that kept everyone entertained for a while...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calvin has a friend who works as a staff at the MRT station. One day, the friend was approached by this particular guy he thought should be a Bangladeshi or someone similiar. So he was like seeking assistance for a station and asked the staff how to get to this particular station.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bangladeshi: 'Hi, may I know how to go to la keh shi de'?&lt;br /&gt;Staff: 'What?, I'm sorry but where again?'&lt;br /&gt;Bangladeshi: 'La Keh Shi De'&lt;br /&gt;Staff: 'Where?'...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a few minutes of figuring out, the staff checked out the MRT station map and look for every stations that starts with 'L'. Finally he realise it was La Ke Si De... Lake Side MRT station...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously he can't stop laughing but I think no one is at fault. You can't fault anyone and its just the cultural indifference. Accept it. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2897135341635905602?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2897135341635905602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2897135341635905602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2897135341635905602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2897135341635905602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/may-i-know-how-to-get-to-la-keh-shi-de.html' title='May I know how to get to La Keh Shi De?'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8216590057668026582</id><published>2008-08-13T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:00:17.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Recent updates</title><content type='html'>I remembered I planned and wanted to work and study at the same time. Things just didn't turn out that right and should I be doing it now, I think I would not have been that free to enjoy whatever I have been doing. I mean, I wouldn't have been able to just slot in activities as often as they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was no longer the boring kind it used to be. Due to Singapore's birthday, there was no Saturday class and thus I had the chance to nua at home. I went out for a swim after Cherng jio me in the late morning. He did 40 laps so that he could train for his race while I having not swam for the longest of time did only 32. 8 laps slower then him which was pretty shameful. Went for a bit of suntan before retreating for some lunch. I was supposed to join Guangda and gang for KTV but was just too lazy to do it. So I did MR project at home till night time before going for two rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was supposed to be damn fun with plenty of sweat but to great disappointment, the rain didn't make all happen. We arrived at Vivo for late breakfast at this hot dog shop at its basement before driving in. Lun mentioned something about this private residential in Sentosa and how cool it was. Thus, we drove in to take a look and seriously, IT WAS COOL! It didn't feel like it was Singapore inside there and there was this house by the lake which have a pretty big area to cover whatever you think you would want. Swimming pool, Jacuzzi, mini garden, a lot for your yacht and anything you want it, you can have it as long as you have the money. I heard it cost at least a couple of ten millions to get the land and have whatever you want constructed. I saw the designs and they really were impressive. If I were to have that kind of money in future, I might just buy one there to call my own chalet. Lol. Anyway, after visiting, it r-a-i-n-e-d! Heavily some more. So we played a while in the rain and after that went off for some food, nua, watched some bird park show before going off to eat again... Not too bad but the eating part is insane. At this rate, I need to go back to army days to lose away the fats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it was charity shield that very night where Manchester United go against Portsmouth. Basically it was due to my lack of reading the papers or even bother to know what was going on around my surrounding. And so Cherng called to ask if I was watching and I said why not after missing out football for a while. We went over to Brewerks for the game to watch this 0-0 game. The penalty taken by Portsmouth was shocking. It was no where near class. I bet S-league players do a better job then them. We had spicy seafood pizza and a jug of Ipa to go along. I'm no fan of pizza but pizza taste the best while hot. The cheese and fillings just melt in the mouth when you devour it. And no fork or knife please, use your bare hands to operate on it. Ipa was our usual and I feel its one of the best brew in the store. A glass once in a while was great. Did I mention that there was 2 bimbo spg-wannabe who came in while Man Utd was taking the penalty and just kept shouting as if they were soccer fans? No, I shall not bad mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school on Monday and yeah!!! Hurray!!! We had discussion in the early morning at Westmall coffee bean. Dang! I had a class of hot chocolate to ease a bit of the IPA I took last night and also a bit of celebration for reclaiming some market share in the Go-bust game I mentioned. (If you have been following...) And yeah, once again there was a change in topic to do for our project and sad to say, I feel the team was way behind time for the project. It really wasn't beyond control but I think it is about time to just take what comes along. I mean there are no prefect topics to handle. I just pray for no more changes. The team went over to Mat. Collection at Robertson Walk to do some situation analysis and find the furniture pretty exotic and cool with a great pricing to follow with. They are having some promotion now and things are going away with a discount. This was partly due to their relocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went off to have cakes and pies at Nactarie to rest and as well as celebrate Calvin's birthday. Happy 26th Birthday! We chatted and gossiped before going off. It was my Mum's birthday the previous night and I promised a mini celebration for her. Basically she didn't like to dine out and so I got her some food from Soup Restaurant and a cake from Prima Deli. Anyway nothing great but just a little gesture to show my appreciation. Hope she liked and enjoyed it. I ate pretty full myself though and almost had them vomitted out after the run. Luckily I only had one round and at a slower pace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8216590057668026582?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8216590057668026582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8216590057668026582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8216590057668026582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8216590057668026582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/recent-updates.html' title='Recent updates'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1035887299509412429</id><published>2008-08-07T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Batman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;It's starting to warm up. School's heating up and getting sizzling hot real soon. Jonas as usual screws up his stuff since what was his duty to provide us with a research brief before we presents our research proposal. Yeah, he didn’t do it and we had to come out with our problem, analysis and solution. I call it ‘BKL’(Bao Ga Liao) Assignment. How nice it will be if I am providing the marks as well. And after attending his first lecture of the year, the assignment he gave will be due on upcoming week when it was stated week 7 on the due date list. Mind you it’s week 4 the first week we met him. His planning is as F-up as his moustache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;It was Sales Strategy lesson with Mr. Don and I swear he look so different from his appearance during last lesson. He looks at least 20 years older with his bread all grown out. It is amazing how one change in a week. Anyway I was as usual commenting that this module to be taught in the first semester since its all about the basic. Project team selection, project writing style, communication method with your team mate etc... I mean why are we learning what we had? It was dry to a certain extent but welcome to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;After lesson and lunch, high definition gathered to discuss about the strategy for go-bust and we attempt to outwit the other teams and not be damaged to the extent of changing our team name to help. The whole discussion took roughly 2 and a half hour before we came up with a satisfied or a strategy that we came to a consensus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/3bd7a204534487/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="joker copy" src="http://x3b.xanga.com/d7ac9b23c2332204534487/z158915309.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Night time was Batman night. I know commenting on it was pretty much too late for the show since reviews were flooding at almost every other place. Obviously I belong to the laggards but I wasn’t super impressed with the show with all the commotion and reviews I got from those who watched it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;I felt the plot wasn’t impressive since many parts of the show could be anticipated and it wasn’t at all that meaningful. The joker acted well. He must be one crazy mad man in reality since you need to portray yourself as one extreme fella before you get appreciated. I personally thought Havy acted well too. From a white knight to a hated villain, this two faced character ain’t easy staged. I wasn’t a Batman fan and this show didn’t change me into one as well. So basically, catch this show for joker’s performance, the batman gadgets, the actions and if you’re a batman fan. 3.0/5.0 Stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1035887299509412429?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1035887299509412429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1035887299509412429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1035887299509412429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1035887299509412429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/batman.html' title='Batman'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1032983330312635549</id><published>2008-08-06T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:01:46.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Yppahnu day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just got home from a gathering with Steven, Bob, Xinkai, Eric and Nicholas. Met up for dinner at Steakhouse basically because we have no idea what to eat. Actually not really no idea... We wanted buffet style dinner but there wasn't many to choose from and those we were interested in wasn't really appealing in terms of price. So we being kiasu... no no no, price conscious consumers saw a promotion by steakhouse and was led by the nose into the shop to dine. 6 of us went in and end up none of us had steak... So there wasn't much comment on the food since I believe their chef specialty should be some beef or steak dishes. But it was not too bad a dinner and price wise was pretty worth it. We chilled out at coffee bean @ paragon and started catching up and crapping as usual before ending the night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few sad things happened the moment I got home. Firstly was a letter from the power up there rejecting my application for deferment. I knew about it through sms and email before the letter but what really annoy me was the trouble I need to go through again to reapply for deferment. Furthermore, there was 2 line that was irriating to my eyes. The first sentence that piss me was 'Please re-appy for deferment once you receive your examination time-table', the second one was the more @#$@$ which is 'I look forward to your participation in the upcoming In Camp Training.' So I'm not going to get it?! Anyway will reapply for it once I get my exam timetable.&lt;br /&gt;Another one was a message from my friend asking me why I didn't jio her for KTV. Think it was really my mistake for not asking her along. She alway ask me along for outings and gatherings but I failed to do likewise. I alway forget such things and only remember them when I am at the location before thinking why I miss out this and that. Needless to say impromptu gathering. Anyway I'm pretty upset for forgetting to ask her along. Haizzz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another one of our click message me and after a short conversation also emo me in the end. 2 important friend some how like angry with me eventually. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sianz... Not really a happy day afterall. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1032983330312635549?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1032983330312635549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1032983330312635549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1032983330312635549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1032983330312635549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/yppahnu-day.html' title='Yppahnu day'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-6835873385301973619</id><published>2008-08-05T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Go-bust</title><content type='html'>Success is handling failure after failure without losing the ethusium. I have no idea who wrote that but it seems to be some inspirational pharse pinned up on some wall in the school. After what happen to my glo-bus (I prefer to call it go-bust), that phrase inflicts more salt to wound rather than brighten me up. Anyway glo-bus is some game thingy that the school requires us to do as part of our assessment. 12 teams in each industry pits against each other with strategy of their own and awaits good news every week after Sunday 10pm. Obviously, my team did not do well and I’m still pretty sore over it. I will get over it sooner or later. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of warming up for the semester, I did fill in one or two activity to so call give myself a life. Basically, I went for a KTV session with JJ, Mong, Stan and this guy call Weiliang. I think I should have known him during a drinking session but simply cannot recall who he is. Anyway, it doesn’t really matter since eventually I will know him more if I see him more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I managed to slot in a crab eating session after one of my gym session. Why eat when I am having a diet? I shall answer back with Why not if I get heavier after more practice? I am not about to give up on the idea of shedding some pounds but am not really all that committed now to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I have been gaming a bit more often then usual. I think I should stop a bit before I become another addict like someone. The person knows very well who I am referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking to school slightly, I’m happy and not with it. Why did I say so? Let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer seems more capable then usual. Geoffrey is as entertaining as usual and his insight is as impressive and awesome. He never fails to set my mind into thinking mood every time he lectures. I must respect him from deep down (thump my chest damn hard) there. Sherman is a nagger but I must admit he is knowledgeable and cares for his student. Sarcasms seems to be in his blood I think and he really needs to learn how to handle Singaporean in term of his communication style but then again it really didn’t bother me. So he can do what he wants because I’m pretty much immune to it. The other Ah nei, Don, articulates damn well I must say. At least I pay attention to his lessons and the way he drives his point are pretty straightforward, clear and with respect. Good too. I basically give 4.5,4 and 4 to all of them. Jonas on the other hand... Go one corner and drink your Guinness. I swear it’s a -10/10 if I can give it to you so better don’t get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十支手指有长短。And that is why; I need to communicate with people from their point of view, in their shoes and from their perspective. So whoever teaches, I will need to learn from them and achieve the greatest out of things. If no one understands what those Chinese wordings meant. It actually means that every finger have its own length and that goes the same for human. Everyone looks, reacts, handle stuff differently and the only way to connect with everyone is try to scoop to their level before any form of communication is built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya besides having good lectures to attend, there are assignments to be bore down with. That is really the not so fun part. Assignments seem to be pretty hard to handle this semester and it seems harder when there are not many clear directions to follow. Go-bust is a headache, a sore. On the brighter side, harder assignment means a great chance to learn. I’m being positive but I hope it’s true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end now because I’m going for a jog in prep for my training. Am lacking plenty of practice so ya. I now weight 71.8kg from last measurement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-6835873385301973619?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/6835873385301973619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=6835873385301973619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6835873385301973619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6835873385301973619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-bust.html' title='Go-bust'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-916538353950943342</id><published>2008-07-23T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Caring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life haven't been the most exciting. For the past few days that I wasn't updating, nothing much happened. I can basically list the stuff out... Besides those stuff that you and I do in common, I only went for a game of tennis with my army friends. Been such a long while since I touched my racket. After the game, we took our dinner at this french resturant/hawker/beside the road stall before going up to his house to rest. And I am say he have this excellent view from his balcony. I'm telling him its a good place to relax. Windy enough to blow away the stress. If the wind and scenery cannot handle the stress, just jump down and maybe land into the pool. Post some picture for you guys to view. Don't expect too much because its taken from my phone camera. Damn lousy lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/fb6b7202778894/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image003" src="http://xfb.xanga.com/6b7f1b5403434202778894/z157368943.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the field you see on Channel 5 on Friday at 7pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/b9be9202778931/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image005" src="http://xb9.xanga.com/be9c855b03135202778931/z157368977.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can spot, you can see the flyer on the right top... The purple thingy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since school have started, there has been lesser time to 'nua' or you call it relax. I'm not saying totally no time but just not as big a dosage as I could get during the holidays. Life after class was basically spent on running to condition my body for the runs. I have definitely dropped in stamina, pace and health. I couldn't catch up with cherng and am simply not enjoying the run but I must persevere just for the race, for my weight losing aim and for a better run the next time round.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have no idea how nice my mummy and friend are. Just a short conversation to tell you how much they care...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(This is supposed to be in Chinese but I translated it. Just get the idea.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mummy, I'm going on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Ok, I cook lesser.&lt;br /&gt;Me: So what are you going to cook?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Bakuteh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm, I am going to start a diet. How can you cook me that?!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Diet what diet. Tomorrow den diet lar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another conversation with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ve: Eh. Have some durian ley. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No need lar, you all eat lar. I don't really like durain. Got ulcer already.&lt;br /&gt;Ve: Ok. (After 5 seconds...)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh. Eat ley. Finish the rest up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks, you all have been most caring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I remember I didn't spot myself as a 'Calefair' role I took last time for Cinta Q and thanks to Gui for bringing up this forgotten memory. He was kind enough to crop out this particular scene and send me. My one second of fame... Lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KyujqSzrHs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KyujqSzrHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time to warm up my body for school soon. Last burst of fire for my degree.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-916538353950943342?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/916538353950943342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=916538353950943342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/916538353950943342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/916538353950943342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/caring.html' title='Caring...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3644885972217605188</id><published>2008-07-23T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:48.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Fat till the end</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am trying to go on a diet. 'Trying' obviously was the keyword. I was rather not that determine until I saw this particular malay boy on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know the new (k, not very new) train with the wider seat can contain more then one butt, maybe 2 small butt. This malay boy I saw who should be on the way to camp or something. He was carrying an army backpack which obviously should be on his way to camp. But he was wearing normal wear or was it polo t, can't really remember. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole point was when he was sitting beside me, he was taking up 1 and a half seat, nearly 2 actually. I did glare a while at him and realise that his arm was the size of my thigh and I was concluding that he doesn't have a number 4 that fits. I was also thinking that he should be exempted from army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bad mouthing anyone but it just struck me at that moment that I do not want to be fat. I know I won't be as fat as him but this incident was what struck me thinking during the journey.&lt;br /&gt;I was determined to an extent indeed. I jogged yesterday and today. 12 yesterday and 18 today. But what was disappointing was the stuffs I put into my mouth during the 2 days. I bet I grew heavier instead of losing anything. I need to be more discipline with the food I eat. Tomorrow will be the day I know if I have slim down slightly or grow another ton. Good luck to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71kg from last measurement. Will it be a 6Xkg or 8Xkg tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3644885972217605188?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3644885972217605188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3644885972217605188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3644885972217605188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3644885972217605188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/fat-till-end.html' title='Fat till the end'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-6781998946373516889</id><published>2008-07-21T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updating my boring life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Cannot believe I am blogging early in the morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. It must have been the TV and my leg that woke me up. Think I injured my leg during soccer earlier. Can't be bothered with it till morning later. I hate to wake up at this timing of the night. This means I can't get back to sleep any sooner and that means the day will be screwed later on. Since I'm blogging and have been too occupied or rather too lazy to do it for the past few days, shall do it just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/e8c5e201095322/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1512" src="http://xe8.xanga.com/c5ec465037d31201095322/z155888024.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;天王巨星sss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/8c1cd201095372/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1515" src="http://x8c.xanga.com/1cdc604b75733201095372/z155888068.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last four standing for 星光大道15 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/fee4f201095347/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1514" src="http://xfe.xanga.com/e4fc654b24c33201095347/z155888046.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana took all the glam!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten Dollar Family KTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35A Smith Street, 3rd floor&lt;br /&gt;Price: $10 nett per person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking to Tuesday, I made my first trip (finally...) to the 10 dollar KTV (at least that was what I called it) at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Smith Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. Stormed there with Calvin, Hsien Ming and Diana and pretty much enjoyed ourselves. They were such good singers. I'm seriously impressed. Diana with her 'yanzhi' voice, Hsienming's 'kandang style' and Calvin's 'liang zhi' rulez the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.waraku.com.sg/index-sin.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASTA de WARAKU - The Central Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Eu Tong Sen Street #02-82/83&lt;br /&gt;The Central Singapore 059817&lt;br /&gt;6534-8085&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The day wasn't really over without our 'light meal' at Pasta de Waraku. I won't really recommend the food there for the price they are charging. Maybe because I'm really someone who prefers bigger portion. But but but, quality must still be there. The food was fine but portion just too little for me at least. You might want to judge it for yourself. 2/5 stars for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/f062e201096595/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="Image003" src="http://xf0.xanga.com/62ec9051d4032201096595/z155889130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the only big portion thing in the store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Oh ooo ooooo, and there was this relaxing (nua) place somewhere in Clarke Quay. They serve some great cakes, drinks and much other sinful stuff. I don't want to talk too much. The pictures taken by Hsien ming's camera will satisfy all enquires. 4.5678/5 for me. Night ended with some camera whoring on the way to the MRT station. I enjoyed the company and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nectarie.sg/about.html" target="_new"&gt;Nectarie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blk C, The Cannery&lt;br /&gt;#01-05, River Valley Road&lt;br /&gt;Clarke Quay,&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 179022&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/25b0b201095446/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1530" src="http://x25.xanga.com/b0bc6a4bc6033201095446/z155888129.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;Caramelized Bananas with Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/9f37b201095417/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1532" src="http://x9f.xanga.com/37bc634b35d30201095417/z155888107.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;Dark Chocolate Opera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/acdcd201095386/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1519" src="http://xac.xanga.com/dcdc925038333201095386/z155888080.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4f4a45;"&gt;Wild Strawberry Yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/86f60201096129/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSCF1529" src="http://x86.xanga.com/f60c974a53c32201096129/z155888738.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Sabon-Bold;font-size:100%;color:#4f4a45;"&gt;Chocolate Raspberry Gateaux&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Wednesday, I recall it being pretty boring since school was starting again on the next day. Help Inky solved the problem with her computer before going for 2 rounds of jog around ntu. I swear that 2 rounds almost killed me with my current form...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/732ad201096613/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="Image002" src="http://x73.xanga.com/2adc7b55d4230201096613/z155889146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I saw this image after running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Thursday was school day again. Nothing really was new with school besides not sitting at the usual position. School is a bore but I just know it can't be more worse then working life. Lecture was like a soccer commentary this time round. What really was the highlight that day was when I visit the gym that day. I bet the weighting scale malfunctioned, or at least for the moment I stood on it. With all the eating I have been doing lately, I gained an extra kg. I can't believe it since I had diarrhea or the 2 rounds last night should have had some effect. These meant I was more than a kg heavier? Nooooo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hellboymovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="hellboy2_galleryreleaseposter" src="http://x38.xanga.com/5228570271ca8201096130/z154747736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Friday was school, again. Went for a Hellboy 2 after class with Sylvia. It wasn’t the best show out there since there have been no lack of new shows lately. But I still recommend the show if you enjoy some action movie with good humor. Basically for the actions and animation lar. Plot was well dull in my point of view. 3/5 mostly for the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Saturday was totally ruined due to class. Who the F. attend lessons in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. That’s like wasting the whole day. I can’t possibly miss the lesson as well since it will be talking about the usage of the card and everything. I missed the Sentosa trip in the day and the soccer in the evening. I gave up on planning what to do after the class and went straight home to sleep. I gave up Orchard trip with Raven since its raining as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/fa22a201096144/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="337" alt="stamp" src="http://xfa.xanga.com/22ac674b24133201096144/z155888748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaolin Soccer vs Hip hop style.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;Today was soccer day and everything was chuiz. Lousy turn-up, lousy field, lousy referee, lousy opponents and lousy feedbacks since they are all linked. I give up on organizing for another game. I lost the momentum and passion for it. If you get little or no supports, your strength for it is just short live. I think I don’t want to waste any more time on it. Why should I be bothered with it if no one is? I gave up too much for it and its time to think for myself. Lost the game anyway and went for 4 games of billiard after soccer. I won!!! 4-0 cause I found the cue!!! Farking good feel I must tell you! I pot and pot and pot and just pot! Wakaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;I think that’s enough of grumbling for the night. One more thing, lousy cbox. Its not working for me and I don’t know why. Crap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andale Mono;"&gt;The author weights 71kg while typing this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-6781998946373516889?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/6781998946373516889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=6781998946373516889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6781998946373516889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6781998946373516889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/updating-my-boring-life.html' title='Updating my boring life'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8015820575585069363</id><published>2008-07-16T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:07:52.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Doctor or Patient?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/a88ce199947250/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 166px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="141" alt="Doctor &amp;amp; Patient-AA023183" src="http://xa8.xanga.com/8cec81e726735199947250/z154881068.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be the doctor or the patient? (Copyright of picture belongs to the original owner)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie 21 at The Cathay, I concluded two things in life. And its not like I never know them before but the show did affirm me the facts. Firstly, you need to sacrifice one thing to achieve whatever you want, and they are not proportional. An orange sacrificed might not guarantee a cup of orange. It may give only a drop of orange or even none. But it could milk you cartons of orange supply for lifelong consumption. Anyway, you should get my point. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;Secondly, the world out there is cruel. You are bound to lose out plenty if you are a greenhorn in the world. I basically like to call them chicks or noobs. Being too naïve kills.Anyway, back to the show. It’s a great show which almost met my expectation when I first came in contact with it. The flaw I found in the show could be the smooth sailing of it. Everything seems too easy with no obstacles. The dosages of humor involved were great. The cast were amazing with excellent choice of stars for each role. Pretty and hot babes everywhere in the show and Ben, the asian-kid and even Fisher were charming too. Based on a real life story, the plot was what interests me initially and it never fails to impress me throughout the show. I enjoyed the ending part where the bad guy gets punished. Clubs, Lambo, Babes and Dudes, Las Vegas!!! Catch it while it’s still on the big screen! 3.5/5 stars for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home with Kumar, we were talking about some craps and was talking about choices of career and ambition. And I cracked a brainless joke. I mentioned that every man, by right, have only 2 ambition. The first ambition was created when one is young and naïve and the next when we are at the crossroad making choices on what they have to be in future. So I said, when you are young, you aspired to be a doctor and when you got older and more sensible, you know that it’s not possible for you anymore and proceed on to be a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the brainless joke goes on to motivational speech to be conducted by me. Speech topic supposedly was how to lead an easy life and topic was to be the advantage of being a patient. Why work so hard to be a doctor when you can enjoy the luxury to be treated by a doctor and so on. And basically this is another form of motivational talk, the negative version. Anyone who attended my talk will achieve the reverse psychological to work damn hard to not be like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8015820575585069363?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8015820575585069363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8015820575585069363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8015820575585069363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8015820575585069363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/doctor-or-patient.html' title='Doctor or Patient?'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1710325355314628657</id><published>2008-07-12T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The one cue that controls all</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/btmB-p_0QFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/btmB-p_0QFg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outstanding! Will I ever play like that?!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have been impressive!!! In my own terms obviously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;It has been weeks or even months since I last had a chance to spar with Kumar on billiard. We were glad that we still own the touches, though it took us much longer to complete the first two games than usual. I improved slightly through the years and now was able to at least put on a fight with Kumar to fight for the last black ball. But what really inspired me to type down this entry was my last game with him where I totally dominated. He struggled back slightly but it wasn’t really fruitful. The feeling of high focus and concentration in the last match was of the greatest feeling for the longest of time. I didn’t realize but Kumar did say the other players in the other two tables beside us were peeping on us as we finished the final game pretty quickly due to high pot rate. I’m getting cocky but why not since I know it won’t less pretty long. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1710325355314628657?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1710325355314628657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1710325355314628657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1710325355314628657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1710325355314628657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-cue-that-controls-all.html' title='The one cue that controls all'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1401698253769743630</id><published>2008-07-12T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Its food, food and food</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;School started! Yes!!! And No!!! It’s exciting because it’s the last semester to go through before I can stop degree-ing and degree-ed. And no because it’s the last semester I can rule time and just do whatever I want at my own pace. That also means that its time for me to makes choices. What will be my career, what I would need to save up for and what are my expectation etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dr Kate came over to lecture on Global Marketing and one of her rare interesting activities that got almost everyone in the lecture hall hyped up was a test on our geography. It's as simple as just pairing up the countries on the map with their names. It might sound too simple for many but definitely disastrous for many. It is through this test that I realize how ‘terok’ my geography was. It’s about time to pick up the map and start studying. Besides the pairing activity, the rest of her 3-day lecture was well dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/d0a08199091985/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="clayfish" src="http://xd0.xanga.com/a08f1b1405137199091985/z154125979.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to look like this... (Picture taken from Swenson Website)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plaza Singapura&lt;br /&gt;68 Orchard Road #03-23&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6837 0650&lt;br /&gt;Opening Hours&lt;br /&gt;10.30am-10.30pm (Weekday)&lt;br /&gt;8am - 10.30pm (Weekend and Public Holidays)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Celebration for Renfeng was held on Tuesday at PS. His 25th birthday was attended by Nicholas, Lydia, me and the birthday boy himself. We ate at the Swenson and personally, I wasn’t very impressed with the food. I ordered a crayfish pasta set and it was supposed to have a single crayfish, crabsticks and fish fillets in tangy tomato sauce. It might just be my luck that I got one crayfish with no meat! I gone through the whole thingy and reported nothing much chewable in my mouth. Utmost disappointing! And we thought that Renfeng could get a small slice of cake because it was his birthday at Swenson but apparently they said his birthday was one day overdue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So no free cake for him and we had to get a cake from another shop on the 2nd storey. I mean what is a birthday celebration without a cake? I can’t recall the shop name where we got the cake but the cake pretty much fulfilled its job. A great piece of art I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceed to Pool Fusion for a few games of pool and that was where we devour the cake. A few pictures for everyone and once again Happy Birthday Renfeng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/1c15b199093199/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00309" src="http://x1c.xanga.com/15bf1114c3434199093199/z154126916.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The heavenly cake we got for Renfeng~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/f86ad199093209/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00310" src="http://xf8.xanga.com/6adc941423632199093209/z154126924.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was supposed to be holding the 'Happy Birthday' sign but It just didn't appear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/48247199093223/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00313" src="http://x48.xanga.com/247c67e636233199093223/z154126936.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Boy cuts the cake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/2819b199093231/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00316" src="http://x28.xanga.com/19bc7be336d33199093231/z154126943.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lydia and Renfeng in the house~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/dad38199093242/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00317" src="http://xda.xanga.com/d38c67e236c33199093242/z154126953.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did say the cake was good. Fantastic in fact...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/8a5ea199093248/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="DSC00320" src="http://x8a.xanga.com/5eac8b1b43234199093248/z154126959.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;We played a couple of doubles and lucky birthday boy had most wins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I met up with Leslie and gang last night since we haven’t met each another for the longest of time. Leslie just got back from Estonia for a short break from his medical studies. The crowd that accompanied was Vernon, Heeling, Raymond Koh and me. We went around with no idea of what to eat only to land up at Curry Favor. It’s a Japanese restaurant with a decent ambience and very good food. The food was to my liking. A big serving without neglecting on its quality makes it a great place to dine in if you need a place to rest and relax while filling the empty stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I got myself a Cheese Fish Curry チーズ白身魚フライカレー and Mango Smoothie and am very happy with my orders. Damn satisfying. I highly recommend food lovers to try it out at least once. You can flame me anyway you want after the initial trial. We shared three other side dishes which I conveniently swallowed without asking what we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joked about Heeling having a 5k/month job with 7month bonus which in actual fact wasn't the case. And how Raymond was on the deen's list and basically an update on everyone's current situation. They are planning a tennis hit-about session and I'm looking forward to it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/654de199093872/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="Image002" src="http://x65.xanga.com/4dec86e0c6235199093872/z154127485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pardon my lousy phone camera...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The restaurant is located at:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39 Stamford Road, #01-08/09, StamfordHouse, Singapore 178885.&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 68831087&lt;br /&gt;Opening Hours:&lt;br /&gt;Mon - Wed: 12pm - 10pm&lt;br /&gt;Thu - Fri: 12pm - 11pm&lt;br /&gt;Sat - Sun: 12pm - 10pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or you can click on the &lt;a href="http://www.curry-favor.com/site/map.html" target="_new"&gt;map&lt;/a&gt; for directions. They have a list of menu at their &lt;a href="http://www.curry-favor.com/" target="_new"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/6a7fb199094155/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Image000" src="http://x6a.xanga.com/7fbc9a1436032199094155/z154127738.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its on the Thursday papers... I wonder what are the other four designs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sidetracking plenty, I was reading the papers when I came across this advertisement where you get a free Olympic games coke glass with any upsized extra value meal by McDonald. There are five designs to be collected and this week’s design was Archery. Notice how the design of a man holding a bow resemblance the word 犬 which meant dog in Mandarin. How interesting…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1401698253769743630?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1401698253769743630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1401698253769743630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1401698253769743630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1401698253769743630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-food-food-and-food.html' title='Its food, food and food'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7816572351435562245</id><published>2008-07-07T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>A fake smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/0187c198200799/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 240px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="293" alt="Image001 (2)" src="http://x01.xanga.com/87cc910220032198200799/z153350342.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I alway have problem pronouncing on 1st few days, alway Adam's Khoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/89ae0198200808/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="240" alt="PIC00031" src="http://x89.xanga.com/ae0c760ad3230198200808/z153350351.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the 1st week, things calm down and we can afford some free time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/ca758198200796/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="240" alt="PIC00033" src="http://xca.xanga.com/758c920140032198200796/z153350339.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Yeah... Doremon was our best friend...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It’s finally break time after two weeks of work at Adam Khoo learning centre. Plenty of discoveries were found there in terms of self development and inspirations. Through working, I found the need for urgency in my work and the ‘coolness’ necessary to have while handling unhappy parents. These long lost qualities were lost for a very long time and they require long time seasoning before they become a skill instilled in oneself for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Basic excel functions were learnt and some work operations were felt first hand. Basically job scope for me was relatively easy and dead but requires more careful attention. Learning to work with different people proves to be a major skill too and it seems to be the key to almost everything in life currently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Calvin and I actually did the simplest of stuff in the centre but seem to be recognized by the trainers and staff working there. I do not know about Calvin but I felt slightly relieved that I did not screw up the place or even if I did, I think not that much. A little bit of appreciation by them is a little bonus above my pay. Would like to thank their cooperation through the work and the little praises they gave, the life experience shared by Candy and jokes provided by YY, not forgetting the donut by Serene. The cheerful attitude and spirit demonstrated by every individual despite the fact that they are tired and low are a powerful source of energy for one another to lighten us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Apparently I learnt that there are two kinds of smiles. One kind is those that come from the heart and are the ones that I gave when I see the cuter and more adorable kids since they are so true in nature and still pure at heart. The other kind of smile which I call it a fake smile as I learnt it in Naruto and applying it real life in work. These are put on display for the parents who come and make enquires and those troublesome parents and working partners. Frankly speaking, I doubt many people can actually smile with a joyous feel and deep down in their heart still feel happy. At least, it’s not for me. However, in the service line, these are a must have weapon to make sure that your life would be less rocky in the days to come. Conflicts in work are unavoidable and the little smile would lessen the chance of getting into a quarrel and higher probability of getting a work done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;There are however some parts of the work which I dislike. It is mainly some poor coordination between each staffs. Since the image of the centre are represented by every staff as a whole, any poor distribution of information among one another is a killer blow since follow ups will be hard for any one to continue with lack of helpful information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Despite that, it was a pleasant time at the centre and I learnt, appreciated, discovered and got inspired plenty in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Side tracking a little bit more than a little, I enjoyed a get together session with Gui and Loke on Friday night due to busy schedules each of us have. It wasn’t easy for us to meet because one always flies around while another had crazy time slots. I’m pretty much free during school days though. Had our gathering at New YorkNew York and had a great dinner there mainly because I was starving after work that day. Lols. Had a chicken set meal and a cup of hot chocolate mixed with strawberry drink. The meal was nothing out of the norm but the hot chocolate was sweet, too sweet. A decent meal, a great chat and these makes a relaxing Friday after a long day work.&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in a while. Time to warm up the engine. And Happy Birthday to my friend, Renfeng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Feng Zai, Sheng Ri Kuai Le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7816572351435562245?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7816572351435562245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7816572351435562245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7816572351435562245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7816572351435562245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/fake-smile.html' title='A fake smile'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3414253141701433592</id><published>2008-07-03T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Dreams of death</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward for a break finally. True signs of fatigue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say you get no dream when you are sleeping like a log but as for me, I beg to differ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People are dying in my dreams, the day before and a few moments ago and I sort of wonder why. I have posted questions in &lt;a href="http://sg.answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AoFF5M6BiFJE7hcsFdcOO7v44gt.;_ylv=3?qid=20080627140533AAwd718" target="_new"&gt;Yahoo Answers&lt;/a&gt; and apparently gotten some pretty good and interesting answers. Everyone's stand seems to be so true and real. Its creating a dilemma for me. Whatever it is, going at the death rate per dream I am going, everyone will be dead in my dream sooner or later. It's just a matter of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have given up on decipering the dream and I will just let whatever is going to happen, happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time for work again and I want to blog about 'A fake smile'. So look forward to the next blog entry, if you are an avid reader or if there is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers. And drop me some comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3414253141701433592?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3414253141701433592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3414253141701433592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3414253141701433592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3414253141701433592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreams-of-death.html' title='Dreams of death'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4134315010950429138</id><published>2008-07-02T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:09:56.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>IPod Touch. IAdore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Andalus;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/b0bf4197131902/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="336px-IPod_Touch_1_1_4" src="http://xb0.xanga.com/bf4c472134d31197131902/z152405634.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You have no idea how much I adore Apple's IPod Touch! I felt in love with it the first moment I saw this gadget. It's sleek, simple yet so elegant, small yet so resourceful and most importantly so entertainment filled to keep me busy on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;An hour or two on the road seems like days on the road. With an IPod Touch, you will wish that the hour or two could be like weeks and months. As if pictures, music and video are not enough, IPod Touch has built in wireless and this means Youtube on the go. Millions and billions of information on the go, with a touch! Lost? Google Map is here to save. This may sound like a prefect gadget review and seems so prefect to be true but the moment I set my eyes on IPod Touch; I put getting it as my highest priority. I mean, it has everything I want and need in one stylish tube. If I have to be very critical about IPod Touch, it would be methods I would need to detract me from the IPod Touch. You don’t even need to own it to feel it. Imagine owning it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’m not going to oversell this product or rather undersell it. Check out http://store.apple.com/sg/ for more information about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I awaits all the comments you have for this gadget! Let's chitchat about it because I defintely won't get tired talking about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4134315010950429138?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4134315010950429138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4134315010950429138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4134315010950429138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4134315010950429138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/12/ipod-touch-iadore.html' title='IPod Touch. IAdore!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3145999969623858992</id><published>2008-06-22T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates!!! Dedicated to all of you. Jymie u too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procrastination = (Nuaness + No Motivation to move + Things get done by itself)/Hardwork&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;As always, life was never a blast and slacking has remained on the top chart for the week, holding the title for a consecutive four weeks. Number of vote for this activity currently has been so overwhelming that there was not a need to count to decide on a winner. As I count the number of days that I didn’t update, I realize it’s a whopping 15 days. I can’t believe that I actually procrastinate for two weeks plus before typing out chunks of junks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyway during the absence of my updates, several insignificant activities occurred. I attended a motivational talk conducted by Dr. William Tan, Neuroscientist and Medical Doctor, Olympic Wheelchair Athlete, World Records’ Holder, International Motivational Speaker Adam Khoo Learning Technologies Group Pte Ltd and frankly speaking, it was very … motivating and there was a spark (just a small one) of energy that seems to want get loose from me and do something or anything that I really wanted to. However, my hobby overcomes this desire… I would like to thank Michiko Jie for inviting me over to the talk to be inspired and I’m glad I did not waste that Saturday morning sleep, soccer and the good rainy weather where I can sleep in for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And although Miss Jymie complained that my blog talks too much about soccer, but I have to apologize to her that this post stills holds a certain portion of soccer related items. Anyway my team went JJC for a game of soccer and apparently had too many players yet lost the game 2-0. What was pretty frustrating was not the outcome of the result but the attitude of the players in the opposing team. They were apparently injuring my players and seemly showed no respect to the game, referee and opponent. Though you often witness stuffs like that but it’s a shame it happened. And anyway, I scored an own goal that day… Ain’t it a very good something to commemorate the opening of the Euro Cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/5b32a195094283/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 262px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="NYKungFuPanda" src="http://x5b.xanga.com/32af71ebc9c32195094283/z141822864.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try my Wuxu Finger hold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda Power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="W47a7aa3506603500485cd0397fa85609" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="300" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="7938"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="6615"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://cs46.clearspring.com/o/47a7aa3506603500/485cd0397fa85609/47a7aa3568dfb08a/55fcf131"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://cs46.clearspring.com/o/47a7aa3506603500/485cd0397fa85609/47a7aa3568dfb08a/55fcf131"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--[if !IE]&gt;--&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://cs46.clearspring.com/o/47a7aa3506603500/485cd0397fa85609/47a7aa3568dfb08a/55fcf131" id="W47a7aa3506603500485cd0397fa85609" height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Caught a movie with Cherng and watched Kungfu Panda and unexpectedly, I enjoyed the show pretty much. Before entering the cinema, I was like grumbling about the show, and why we are watching cartoons when we can be just chilling out somewhere. It turned out to be a good show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Dreamwork Production and from the director of Shrek, Shrek 2 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, John Stevenson. We are not expecting a badly animated show. Furthermore with Jack Black dubbing for that big panda, you have to expect some laughs. Anyway, a panda that wants to be Kung Fu master… &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Actually panda very strong~&lt;/i&gt;. Watch it for a great laugh! Learn some Wu xu finger hold and understand why there is no accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I give it 3.5/5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/7a10d195094324/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 273px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="Image000" src="http://x7a.xanga.com/10dc76f253533195094324/z150621674.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I need some free upgrades...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Basically, I went for a four day work at the IT fair held in Suntec and once again I’m working for Truenote. The pay was meager, both basic and commission but I have nothing to do anyway and don’t mind a little bit more of cash despite being too lazy to find a job. Anyway, I sold the same number of laptops for them as last show and was really not motivated to sell no matter how I convince myself. It really wasn’t the best deal around or of the highest level of quality. But then again, I wasn’t a good salesman to start with so well, I shall just bear with it but no more shows for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="219" width="332"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3S0mEJ-aajM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3S0mEJ-aajM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Oh what really gets me excited was the complaints choir video. I was pretty hype up when I saw the video on my table when I returned home one fine day. I watched it immediately and the video reminisce some interesting and funny moments. The project is over and sadly to say, there wasn’t anything interesting going on at the moment. I need to source for some sparks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/humanrace/index.jsp" target="_new"&gt;Join the race!!! Click here for link!!! Watch the video!!! SO FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Besides, waiting for school to start and graduate, I think there is nothing I am looking forward to. I’m definitely not looking forward to start work since I’m still lost. The only small stuffs I am looking forward to are some movies that will be releasing soon like 21 and I am looking forward to AHM and Nike human race. I need motivations…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m going to end this whole thing in the most abrupt way. Like now… lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Anyway, currently I am weighting 70.4kg. Got fatter again. Might be heavier… Sad…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3145999969623858992?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3145999969623858992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3145999969623858992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3145999969623858992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3145999969623858992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-dedicated-to-all-of-you-jymie-u.html' title='Updates!!! Dedicated to all of you. Jymie u too!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1793055461154823946</id><published>2008-06-06T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Be prepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'I do not understand how you can go into a race being 30% prepared. I don't even dare to go when I am only 70% ready.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What my friend told me during our run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These strings of words kepts repeating itself in my brain. Its sadly so true that I am alway not prepared for my race and as I reflect, I realise it applies to my daily life activities. I'm alway not prepared for anything and just jump into things with full awareness of the situation. It is so dangerous yet so trilling...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I should try preparing for races and anything in life for now. Just to see what the results will be like. It might turn out better, worst or maybe just no changes. But it will be pretty fun to look forward to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And totally random, I am fat. I weight 70.1kg today. I have no muscles, no abs, no strength and no determination. Like that how?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And and and! I want to catch 21. It will be out on 26th June 08. So so so so so so cool! Click on the picture to be lead to their homepage. And if I say I want to catch a show, its a must watch show!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/21/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 312px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="21" src="http://xe3.xanga.com/df2c4455d3730192410245/z148291793.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1793055461154823946?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1793055461154823946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1793055461154823946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1793055461154823946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1793055461154823946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/06/be-prepared.html' title='Be prepared'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7891669997731613442</id><published>2008-06-04T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wanted to blog like a few days ago but had been nua-ing too much lately... I think I might have to backtrack to Saturday... Wow... Nua for three days...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday 300508&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clarke Quay, The Cannery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 River Valley Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="readMode" href="http://www.timeout.com/sg/en/map?addressID=762" target="_new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;View map »&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; 6887 3733&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nearby Stations:&lt;/strong&gt; Clarke Quay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Clinic by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2547445539/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="575" alt="Clinic" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2547445539_d3001f6a80_o.jpg" width="650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A picture tells a thousand words. Seven of us was involved in an accident on that very day after drunk drinking and was warded and all of us had to be wheel bound. One of them had to have one jab on his arse... Okie, nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I was as usual nua-ing at home and playing bridge on Viwawa when Zhang called and jio-ed me down to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Marina Square&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;to shop since it is the Great Singapore Sale now. I agreed upon much hesitation and persuasion from him that going out for a walk and getting some fresh air is much better than coping at home playing games. We met up with minimum shopping and settled down for a meal at some restaurant I cannot be bothered to remember the place since I spent $16 on some lousy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We headed down to Clarke Quay to chill and ended up at the Clinic for a drink and enjoying the cool breeze there. It’s really like the second time in my life to sit on a wheel chair. The first experience was when I stepped on some nails during my army days in Taiwan and getting leg infection. With a pig leg and having no choice but to sit on a wheelchair to get around in the hospital for a check up, I even had an X-ray to see if any bones were fractured...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This second time I had was more fun as I get to booze and chit chat while playing with the wheel chair. Plenty of eye candy everywhere at the same time!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We headed off for some singing session after that before ending the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Saturday 310508&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I realize I haven’t really been posting any pictures lately. So I shall let the pictures tell the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I got home pretty late the previous night, like 5am and had no choice but to go for some product training for the upcoming IT show I will be workign in. Disgusting thing was, I woke up early at 8am, miss my favorite soccer session and travelled for almost two hours to the destination and only need to stay there for 10 minutes to collect one flyer and signing one contract. Super waste of time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Firstly, I know the products and no need for the training. Secondly, the contract could well be signed a few days ago when I went there. Such inefficient and that is what I hate most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I went for a hair cut after that and got home for a short nap before going for my secondary school friend’s wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a title="The nature by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2547445849/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="768" alt="The nature" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2547445849_e1dde5d54a_b.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Woods that surround the wedding area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A Yummy Apology;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a title="Colin's n Corrine Big Day by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2548269674/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="768" alt="Colin's n Corrine Big Day" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2548269674_1df0247a29_b.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The big day for Colin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A Yummy Apology;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a title="Friends by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2548271826/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="768" alt="Friends" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/2548271826_e00f148170_b.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 years of Secondary Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A Yummy Apology;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a title="10 years of friendship by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2548273616/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="768" alt="10 years of friendship" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2548273616_e49beaca12_b.jpg" width="1024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The whole gang of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A Yummy Apology;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A Yummy Apology;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Colin have finally tied the knot! I am wondering who is next. Was fantastic feeling to meet all old friends. How time simply pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sunday 010608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And so there was supposed to be a primary school gathering in the morning but the dreadful rain had to spoil it. I nua-ed at home until Gui called to tell me about some concert by Zhang Shao Han which wasn’t really was interesting to me. But anyway he managed to sell the tickets off in time before losing more. We went for a walk at Jurong Point after he closed the account and getting a few million out (LOL), almost in cash. Had a pleasant chat and catching up session which I truly enjoyed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Monday 020608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The nua-ing life didn’t really end early and bridging continues while the whole day was really boring besides looking forward to the chill crab I had in the night. But the crab had to come after a jog... The drinking I had in the recent months had been too enough to cover for the absence of it I have for the past 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; years. And it has been showing up in my recent runs. I haven’t been able to continue for longer runs and showing signs of fatigue even in my short runs. I really show stop more intakes and control myself before I become an alcoholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Tuesday 030608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Today was supposed to be my last day of enjoyment before I come back to reality and face the music again. Results was supposed to be out tomorrow but had early leaks today. I checked with fear and luckily things didn’t turn out the way I had thought. If you had check out my previous entries, you would have known that I rushed through my studies and basically only read through them a day before the exam. Lucky or not, I think you judge it. I had one distinction and four Credits. What was a pity was I could have converted one distinction into high distinction and two credits into distinctions, all at the cost of 2 points. But I think I did reasonable for how much I have devoted into it. Anyway, I think I shall now go for another jog before I decide to nua... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Till next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7891669997731613442?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7891669997731613442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7891669997731613442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7891669997731613442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7891669997731613442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2547445849_e1dde5d54a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-4111251610226233351</id><published>2008-05-31T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Nua-ness</title><content type='html'>Results are coming out soon. I am starting to fear again. After a long period of nuaing. Seriously, can one ever get bored of nua-ing? You simply let your mind relax and do nothing. Not healthy but highly addictive. Anyone agrees?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4111251610226233351?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4111251610226233351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4111251610226233351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4111251610226233351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4111251610226233351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/nua-ness.html' title='Nua-ness'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3042870284240096843</id><published>2008-05-28T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>Stay in contact</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was bored and was talking trash with my friend. Suddenly we talk about being in jail and knowing new friends in there. When they get out of there, do they still contact each other? Will they use Msn as a form of contact?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will it be something like this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/07453190910964/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="379" alt="jailbirds" src="http://x07.xanga.com/453c662046632190910964/z146983381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3042870284240096843?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3042870284240096843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3042870284240096843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3042870284240096843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3042870284240096843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/stay-in-contact.html' title='Stay in contact'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8678230828859487015</id><published>2008-05-23T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:14:46.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Doubles... The Champion of the World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/c1245190106298/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 160px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="160" alt="Image004" src="http://xc1.xanga.com/245c712219233190106298/z146284181.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Chamber from where I am sitting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/gallery?id=537643&amp;amp;index=0&amp;amp;cc=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 159px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="160" alt="united-500" src="http://x93.xanga.com/cc0c533411731190106283/z146263251.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click on Picture for more~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah!!! Man Utd are The Champion OF ThE W.O.R.L.D!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="font_11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Chamber Bar &amp;amp; Bistro&lt;br /&gt;is Located @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font_11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/search_results.php?f_name=Unity" target="_new" searchby="'Keyword&amp;amp;country=" searchcat="address"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unity Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#01-16 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/search_results.php?f_name=Robertson" target="_new" searchby="'Keyword&amp;amp;country=" searchcat="building"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robertson Walk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="font_11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crab Shack Cafe&lt;br /&gt;is Located @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font_11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;227 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/search_results.php?f_name=Upper" target="_new" searchby="'Keyword&amp;amp;country=" searchcat="address"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upper Thomson Road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/search_results.php?f_name=Thomson" target="_new" searchby="'Keyword&amp;amp;country=" searchcat="building"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thomson Ridge Estate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm supposed to be damn shag now lar... But I haven't gotten over the excitement at &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/singapore/the_chamber_bar_bistro/" target="_new"&gt;The Chamber Bar &amp;amp; Bistro&lt;/a&gt; after watching the final showdown of Manchester United FC against Chelsea FC. This is the first time Chelstea got into the final and when Manchester United gets the win, they would have achieved the doubles for the year! I didn't get to sit in to watch the game but watched it sitting outside the place. The ambience was good for soccer fans with its big tv and the fans. Didn't managed to make reservation in time but still it was good to enjoy the game with fellow Man Utd fans and those Chelsea fans. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man United drew first blood and Ronaldo got a header in after a great setup by Owen and Brown. The ball was floated in from Brown to be finished by Ronaldo, leaving Cech helpless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man United had plenty of attacking chances with a chance blocked twice after a header by Tevas and a follow-up place shot by Carrick. Cech did well in that situation. Tevas missed one chance too after Rooney found space to put a low cross into the box. He just wasn't there in time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chelsea did got a goal back toward the end of the game, scoring one from mistake. Lampard was the scorer after a deflected shot by Essien found its way to the scorer. 1-1 into half time and its back to square one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was plenty of chances by both side with mainly attacks only from Chelsea. Manchester United was however saved twice by the woodwork. Once by Drogba and another by Lampard... There was sending off of Drogba for slapping Vidic in the face. Scholes was punched or elbowed in the face. Very eventful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What really was bad for the heart was during the penalty. C.Ronaldo missed the third penalty after Tevas and Carrick. Ashley Cole's shot was almost blocked during the fourth penalty. It was then that I thought the game was over. So, together with Kumar and Cherng, we used psychological luck theory and pretends to walk off to break the nerves and hopefully helps Man Utd in a way. But we still stopped and continue watching after our third step off. We jumped and hug and scream and shout and everything when Terry missed the goal. Its like we won the game. And the roar of the cheers when Anelka missed his penalty. I am sure we woke up those residents staying around The Chamber. I am sure we did... If it was so crazy at The Chamber, I couldn't imagine what is going on at &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/singapore/crab_shack_thomson/" target="_new"&gt;Crab Shack&lt;/a&gt;. Most people don't understand the passion of soccer fans. But I do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To find out what happened during the game, you can view the report form at &lt;a href="http://soccernet-akamai.espn.go.com/gamecast?id=240721&amp;amp;league=UEFA.CHAMPIONS&amp;amp;cc=4716" target="_new"&gt;ESPNsoccer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8678230828859487015?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8678230828859487015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8678230828859487015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8678230828859487015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8678230828859487015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/doubles-champion-of-world.html' title='Doubles... The Champion of the World!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-459216147710421494</id><published>2008-05-19T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:16:14.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>First Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/4ee38189654542/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="400" alt="Made_of_honor" src="http://x4e.xanga.com/e38f027071335189654542/z142959706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Time does go by faster when you have it occupied… Fun-filled, relaxing and cash-depreciating activities are not something I want to do that often… one week is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Wednesday night was a celebration with Xiaomingge, Cheryl and Xinyi for the end of our exams. Double O that night wasn’t as crowded and music wasn’t all that great but it was nonetheless good for stress relieving. At least we got entertained by someone’s talking-to-herself-with-super-lots-of-random-nonsense… The details will be kept a secret to protect the person’s identity. I think it was just too much of boozing I have done for the month. Think I had done enough to last me for 2 years. I shall stop boozing since its bad for my health…At least till end August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The point really was taken from the fact that I couldn’t complete a five km run with ease the next day… So in order to fill replace some alcohol content in my blood with something else, I chose the fats in Bakuteh… at Founders Bukuteh. The second dosage of soup there was forever so much spicier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I watched Made of Honor the next day with Sylvia and it was not too bad for a chick flick. No babes, one hunk, many cute animals, great music and fascinating scenery and interesting Scottish culture. Patrick Dempsey was funny while Michelle Monaghan was classy, the rest of the cast – funny. Catch it, would be quite worth it. I would give it 3.5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Saturday morning was soccer day!!! The sunny weather wasn’t helping. I couldn’t believe it that I was panting ten minutes into the game. Had a new boots but no impressive game, only one slight sprain ankle. Better luck next session I hope. I rushed down for the freeze session in Orchard but missed it… I was late and I think everyone else had deployed. I heard it was at Taka. Square. I went shopping for Cheryl’s gift instead before making my way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Loyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. Most unexpected thing that happened that day was my encounter with Bus 6… I reached at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;6.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; and waited till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;7.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; but there was no bus… I should have felt weird when no one was waiting for the bus with me… I went to take a look at the signage and realize that the last bus for Bus No.6 was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;… Which hell of a bus service stops operation at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sunday was Soccer again, this time, the field. It has been a while since the last game was organized mainly due to the exams and lack of players. I did some reorganization and brought in several new players and this game with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Alliance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;SC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; was more of a bonding game. It was a tight match with us losing 1-0 to an offside goal. Hopefully we will win the next few games to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-459216147710421494?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/459216147710421494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=459216147710421494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/459216147710421494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/459216147710421494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-date.html' title='First Date'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-9068038078491232982</id><published>2008-05-15T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Imperfect Lance</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last Sunday, Man Utd clinched the EPL title once again after a victory against Wigan. 2-0 with Ronaldo netting a penalty and Giggs scoring another one on the day he broke the record of playing the most games for united, winning over bobby charlton. So a series of happenings in the same day and definitely all good news for Man Utd. Chelsea drew their game to bolton to a 90min goal and even if they were to win, the goal difference was too much for them to score. UNLESS they can score around 20 goals in that game? So one trophy in the room and another to be brought in on the 21st at Moscow against Chelsea. Time for a double this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have basically been wasting my time at home for three consective days and maybe its about time to find a job to provide myself some cash to spend. I am so broke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember encountering this blog which talks aabout prefect imprefection on own self and I was inspired to blog then if not for the exams. So shall do it now. Most people don't pen down their imperfection and some don't even know what is wrong with themself. I know myself quite well, though not totally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, if I were to list down my imprefections, it might take forever to load this blog due to the astonishing figures. So, I shall just limit it down to Ten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The iMperFect Lance&lt;br /&gt;1) I have terrible terrible memory and can basically remember nothing. Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;2) I do lots of planning but they are alway not implemented. I lack self discipline!&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm alway late for appointments, deadline and anything. You name it, I lated it.&lt;br /&gt;4) I have poor eye sight but I hate the specs and am too lazy to put on contacts.&lt;br /&gt;5) I am lazy to the extent that I can just lie there and do nothing forever.&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm ugly and terrible in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;7) Negativity seems to be my middle name or maybe my family name!&lt;br /&gt;8) I sux in studying and have never scored good enough grades to mention.&lt;br /&gt;9) My language sux big times and to make things worse, I don't like to read.&lt;br /&gt;10) I have no talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, there are plenty more but those ten are those I consider the worst. I might list the 10 worse imperfections next time if I have the time but I doubt I will be doing it. Ten worst here seems to be enough at the moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-9068038078491232982?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/9068038078491232982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=9068038078491232982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9068038078491232982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9068038078491232982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/imperfect-lance.html' title='Imperfect Lance'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5559994938572540865</id><published>2008-05-11T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Post Examination Grumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally I have found a morning to blog about my recent semester's experience... Exams are finally over and seriously, the stress seems to be still hanging around here and there. I think I might need another week or so to feel that holiday is around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Straight after exam, I went to get my street soccer boots! An adidas one and looked more like a street wear rather then soccer playing. Cost quite abit but then considering it is going to last me for a while and there wasn't really many good designs around, I paid for it. No discount somemore! After the purchase, Cherng and I went to this Peranakan Resturant for a meal. The food was alright... quite small serving though. Lols. And it was home to sleep after that to replenish the lost sleep that morning...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was KTV session following by a drinking session the next day. So expensive!!! I must really watch my spending. Now I know why I don't do too many drinking sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to my experiences for the semester's exam experience...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was practically a very stressful period for me basically because ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) I had five modules this semesters.&lt;br /&gt;2) Of all the five modules, all of them are memory work with minimum calculations and I sux at memorizing.&lt;br /&gt;3) There was only one and a half week of studying preparation straight after our final project submission.&lt;br /&gt;4) It was made worst by my poor planning and ill discipline attitude.&lt;br /&gt;5) There were so many readings to be done!&lt;br /&gt;6) Each paper were close to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my bad records in pervious semesters, I had to do one module that was only offered this semester. This basically add up to my already heavy workload. But then again, there were plenty such cases around and some of the JCkids were also taking 5 modules due to their planned schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my pnm and amca, the rest of the modules were all about reading. Pnm and Amca had their own share of readings as well, especially Amca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were three sets of project to be done throughout the whole semester and so basically there were three major and nine minor projects to be completed throughout the semester. These are on top of one presentation, a few test in between and all the studying for the modules. So it was practically very hectic after the last project submission. Made worse were that pre-studying were merely two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many things to be read and Biz Frame made studying worst by requiring us to read everything that was relevant. So I planned and decides how many chapters to finish before each paper. But it was totally bad because I was not sticking to the planning. Firstly, I started planning like seven days after the already short pre-studying period. Secondly, with so many chapters to cover in a day, I did not cover them within the time required and threw everything till the last day of each paper. Basically there were only some form of preparation for my SQ and Biz Frame. The rest all lost to ill discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramping of seven to fifteen chapters in a day is not a wise thing to do and definitely bad studying method. But was also the only thing I could do before each exam date. Couldn't have gone into exam hall without any slightless knowledge of whatever is going on. Anyway that become my only form of studying form for the whole period this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's frustrating was a total disaster happened during SQ paper and I have the slightless idea of whether I could made it or not for the other four paper. Not really like I wanted to say 'either a pass or a fail lor' to everyone who ask but was really the case. Some thought of it as a joke by me but there really was what I meant. And the pissing thing was SQ was really the only paper I started early preparation. Sickening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is supposed to be easy if one is discipline. IF is such an important factor in this equation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just wish for the best and hopefully clear everything this semester. My only wish... currently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5559994938572540865?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5559994938572540865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5559994938572540865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5559994938572540865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5559994938572540865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/post-examination-grumble.html' title='Post Examination Grumble'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-9036499835915905508</id><published>2008-05-11T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>Wouldn't it be nice~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wouldn't it be nice if my notes were Cadbury?&lt;br /&gt;Studying for exam wouldbe such a tasty treat.&lt;br /&gt;Digesting the notes wouldn't be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;A few days of munching will do the trick,&lt;br /&gt;When I arrive at exam destination,&lt;br /&gt;I would be smiling with a High distinction!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lyrics inspired by Mr Gui, Cadbury and Mr Exam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-9036499835915905508?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/9036499835915905508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=9036499835915905508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9036499835915905508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/9036499835915905508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t it be nice~'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-246300034237930169</id><published>2008-05-04T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Win 2 more games and claim 2 more award</title><content type='html'>So last night Man Utd claim victory against West Ham with only 10 men in the second half and yet still got a goal. A pretty fair game by both sides with ronaldo scoring 2 goals and the two ex-west ham players each scoring one goal each. Tevas took an absolute screamer just outside the pen. box. Just like how i score on the court that morning. And Carrick took a shot and got one after a deflection from their opponent. Ashton was awarded one injury after scoring one with his bicycle kick in the first half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty on form that morning on the court too and scored like four to five goals. Shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to the next paper. Tiring... Just from the stress along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-246300034237930169?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/246300034237930169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=246300034237930169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/246300034237930169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/246300034237930169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/win-2-more-games-and-claim-2-more-award.html' title='Win 2 more games and claim 2 more award'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1429778374775524862</id><published>2008-05-01T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downs'/><title type='text'>Dead</title><content type='html'>Official Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1429778374775524862?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1429778374775524862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1429778374775524862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1429778374775524862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1429778374775524862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/dead.html' title='Dead'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2251051000813030633</id><published>2008-05-01T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>Hsien Ming's Chain Blog.</title><content type='html'>Stupid Hsien Ming tag me to do this. Since SQ already gone. Just do this lor. Something like a chain Blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1)Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;2)People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and postthese rules.&lt;br /&gt;3)At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people and include their names.&lt;br /&gt;4)Don’t forget to leave them a comment on their blog and tell them they’ve been tagged, and to come back and read your blog for the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 8 facts:&lt;br /&gt;1) First, shall start with the demoralising thing. 2 more papers to go before this semester end.&lt;br /&gt;2) I am not cut out for studying.&lt;br /&gt;3) I can just go on and on with all the negative things. So... I have a friendly match on the 18th May&lt;br /&gt;4) I like to sing. I want to go KTV!&lt;br /&gt;5) I can sleep anywhere, anytime, anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;6) I hate to read. Hate it damn much.&lt;br /&gt;7) I hate to have no memory. Short term, long term, No term.&lt;br /&gt;8) I love Man Utd! Doubles! LETS GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am not sure who I am going to tag to do. So Just Do IT~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2251051000813030633?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2251051000813030633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2251051000813030633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2251051000813030633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2251051000813030633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/05/hsien-mings-chain-blog.html' title='Hsien Ming&apos;s Chain Blog.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2852008769502525028</id><published>2008-04-30T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>.P.h.a.s.e.T.w.o.P.a.r.t.T.w.o.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This journey is far from finish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mental must be as strong as the body before attaining prefection.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is why, no one is prefect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2852008769502525028?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2852008769502525028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2852008769502525028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2852008769502525028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2852008769502525028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/phasetwoparttwo.html' title='.P.h.a.s.e.T.w.o.P.a.r.t.T.w.o.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3471911400298121015</id><published>2008-04-25T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Phase T.W.O</title><content type='html'>So I saw this nick online which says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You know why the fish is on the table? Because it opened its mouth.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite true ar. So next time you want to open your mouth, think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Phase One is over and now moving on to Phase Two with more challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outsouring my diversity into the globalisation with my system thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I am Mad. Chiong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/34 C, 76 H, 8 R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3471911400298121015?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3471911400298121015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3471911400298121015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3471911400298121015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3471911400298121015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/phase-two.html' title='Phase T.W.O'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8136181288808491865</id><published>2008-04-21T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Its arriving in three days.</title><content type='html'>Oh no oh no oh noooooooooooooooooooooooooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8136181288808491865?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8136181288808491865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8136181288808491865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8136181288808491865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8136181288808491865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-arriving-in-three-days.html' title='Its arriving in three days.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-6187251690232614980</id><published>2008-04-20T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>.F.o.U.r.</title><content type='html'>Someone told me this a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Things happen the way they did based on how you think it will, inside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the point he was driving at? You will be successful if you think you will. What happen to those who think they will and didn't? They didn't think deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did my friend tell me this? We were discussing on the most incredible stuffs that happened to us each of us. We Each of us frequently encounter stuffs that was out of this world and so he decides to do some research on it. He claims that there is some terms or a word to describe such phenomenon. Afterall, how could so many 'special' things happen to anyone and how could such people be attracted to each another? Wait till he do more research on it and tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I think, believe and will finish my studies before I sit in the exam hall. I will do it at the cost of my sleep, hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-6187251690232614980?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/6187251690232614980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=6187251690232614980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6187251690232614980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/6187251690232614980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/four.html' title='.F.o.U.r.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4101084045282844936</id><published>2008-04-17T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:48:59.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Screw you, Screwed me.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I go school and study for 7 hours. I cover 40 page only. At this rate, I am so going to fail badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went for RT. Ippt today. I passed~! No more RT till next year~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I got home, saw my transcript and I am happy no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4101084045282844936?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4101084045282844936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4101084045282844936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4101084045282844936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4101084045282844936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/screw-you-screwed-me.html' title='Screw you, Screwed me.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3696229968466883295</id><published>2008-04-12T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Hold it there</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First thing first, end of lesson for the semester yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't believe I made it for the 3rd Sat morning jog! And I actually slept at 4.30am, so that makes only 3 hours of sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RT later and tomolo. 2 days straight. Follow by soccer tomorrow noon. And, Man U is playing Arsenal tomorrow night. Late game, I think. So weekend is wasted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh by the way,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.T.e.n.O.n.e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, btw will you be attending this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=14014092222" target="_new"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=14014092222&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3696229968466883295?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3696229968466883295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3696229968466883295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3696229968466883295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3696229968466883295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/hold-it-there.html' title='Hold it there'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1348792259720283289</id><published>2008-04-09T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>t.e.n.f.o.u.r.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed name="horo" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/horo.swf?i=" width="280" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" n="Lance&amp;amp;s="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its coming fast and furious. I am standing straight and tall. Motion-less.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't believe it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1348792259720283289?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1348792259720283289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1348792259720283289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1348792259720283289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1348792259720283289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/tenfour.html' title='t.e.n.f.o.u.r.'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4621330874529649318</id><published>2008-04-07T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Semester coming to an end</title><content type='html'>I haven't had the mood to update lately due to the overwhelming projects and test that came raining on me on one single week. I'm depress lately over many issues. Still searching for a solution. When asked what problems i am experiencing, I am just unable to string the words into sentence. But whatever the case, I know I am mending the holes and patching the errors. Either that, I am delaying the problem. One thing good about time is, it heals and it neturalize many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming after all the projects have come to an end. Besides all the sins I have committed in between the period of semester, I realise I have made slight improvement in many areas. At least, I can see slightly what I wanted. Really thanks alot to those who gave me advice and showed me a path. It doesn't matter who gave me the advice because good advice will be remembered by the person who gain from it. It will be returned when time is due. As for those who were opposing my path in life, I won't think of any ways to eliminate you because I believe sooner then later, you guys will rot in hell. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exam is coming. I should start mugging. Good luck to every students out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I just learn how to play bridge today. Very interesting game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4621330874529649318?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4621330874529649318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4621330874529649318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4621330874529649318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4621330874529649318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/semester-coming-to-end.html' title='Semester coming to an end'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2736453938498137169</id><published>2008-04-02T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Randomishshit</title><content type='html'>Many things are happening at the same time. And when things happen together, there is no time to rest. Its time again for the annual war... I will be promoted (Not like calvin's way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gui desire for money cannot be contained anymore. But I think what he is unleashing is not the crave for money but for power. They are alway link and connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my project. Struggle through this week and the world will be a better place once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2736453938498137169?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2736453938498137169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2736453938498137169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2736453938498137169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2736453938498137169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/04/randomishshit.html' title='Randomishshit'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-4878952612361288461</id><published>2008-03-29T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>1st time so high!</title><content type='html'>This is the first time i get so dizzy after a drink. My friends are bastardds. They all want to see me drunk. I am lucky i held my ground... Had trouble getting two of my friends home though... After a very long talk before they all get home. I realise the guy in the pub knows me. OMG! What a coincidence! I am really quite dizzy. Sensible I know I am but dizzy I am definitely. Still got project to do later on in the day. Damm it. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I was so sad. But I think I had got over it. And there was a chio bu around. Haha. 1/2 drunk, didn't I say I was?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4878952612361288461?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4878952612361288461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4878952612361288461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4878952612361288461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4878952612361288461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-time-so-high.html' title='1st time so high!'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1880186563459410799</id><published>2008-03-28T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>Have you lost your way?</title><content type='html'>Many people knows what they are looking for. But in the midst of achieving it, they lost themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1880186563459410799?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1880186563459410799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1880186563459410799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1880186563459410799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1880186563459410799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-you-lost-your-way.html' title='Have you lost your way?'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-3472125379874026955</id><published>2008-03-22T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Recent updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/dbbf6179674596/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 223px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="161" alt="Image006" src="http://xdb.xanga.com/bf6c951361037179674596/z137215929.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/4cf1f179674913/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 223px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="161" alt="Image007" src="http://x4c.xanga.com/f1fc751b59235179674913/z137216196.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Royal Wedding. It was grand~ They have a dance only performed for the king and queen. Cool~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I wanted to post last week but was simply too busy to do some typing. There are simply too many projects going on. But finally managed to get a breather on a Saturday morning to type something out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a slight update. Attended one Malay friend's wedding last week. Muz is finally the hubby to a fortunate girl. Congrats and have a blissful life~. I am going to attend another Malay girl's wedding this coming Sunday. So many people are getting married. Its a good thing, also a sign indicating I am &lt;strike&gt;getting&lt;/strike&gt; old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going for RT in a while. My first RT session and hopefully its fun. I'm just consoling myself. But hey, I want to be fit!!! FIT~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a quiz for you guys to try it out. Inspired from Evil gui's blog. See how well you guys know me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/takequiz.php?quizname=080321223303-633461&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;Do you dare?&lt;/a&gt; Click if you are up to challenge. I treat you to a sweet if you get full marks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-3472125379874026955?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/3472125379874026955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=3472125379874026955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3472125379874026955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/3472125379874026955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/recent-updates.html' title='Recent updates'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7445792920228296903</id><published>2008-03-13T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>Grumbling about cars and people</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So they were talking about having cars and how difficult it is to maintain a car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gantries are everywhere and it doesn't seems to be solving the jam problem. Why? Its easier to have a car now compared to the olden days and with a boom of 40% more car owners, where should you put the gantry? I heard this comment about raising the ERP to $50. Smart idea? You judge it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More cars -&gt; More pollutions -&gt; More jams -&gt; More frustration -&gt; More swearing and cursing -&gt; More need to solve problems -&gt; More stupid ideas to earn your money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More cars that creates more pollutions. Are we not encouraging people to save our world and prevent global warning? Save the world VS Earn more money. Which one will you focus on? And which one will the government concentrate on? I'm sure comments like, 'We will aim to strike a balance between this and that. Please be ensured that we are working on it.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you have more cars, more yellow lines and more carparks. Do you have the land to build more carparks?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More carparks built taking up more space, will the parking fee go up? If the fee goes up, will it restrict people from driving? Drive a 100k car, do you mind the 1 dollar more?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you don't drive, sell your car and take public transport. Look at the jam and squezzing and everything in the MRT and trains especially during peak hours. Do we have enough public transport to satisfy the growing population? One spoilt public transport, how many will be affected? If the train decides to stop in the middle of the track, how long a jam will you expect? You can't anticipate such problems and so if it does happen, whose fault is it? Your lack of anticipation and over-reliance on the public transport or the service provider? Even your car breaks down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway is it still a problem of too many cars on the road? Is it not a problem of overcrowding? How can we overcome this problem? There cannot be an absolute solution and prehaps only ways to reduce the damage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone seems to be eating lunch at the same time, going home at the same time and crowding at the same fairs. Shouldn't we all be more 'creative' by going work at different timings. Must we really start work at 8am, 9am or 10am? Can't work start earlier or maybe people are just too lazy to wake up early. Can one or two person 'tar bao' the food for a few and save the jams on the road or even better take public transport? Can we go home earlier, later to avoid the jams? Overall can we untilize the road and maybe just try to average out the timing the cars will be on the road? We just need to work together but then again co-ordination is difficult. Depends on how efficient the management system up there can be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or maybe just reduce the population on Singapore? Move them to some bigger space on the map with lesser population density. Lesser people, less problems. Or we are just plain too rich and too fortunate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway all talks and no action won't help anyway. If not why am I grumbling here. Someone needs to work. I need to go join the jam now. Good luck~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7445792920228296903?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7445792920228296903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7445792920228296903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7445792920228296903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7445792920228296903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/grumbling-about-cars-and-people.html' title='Grumbling about cars and people'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7513871978697098765</id><published>2008-03-11T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>IT fair, March edition 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/eb82b177729765/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 180px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="168" alt="Image002" src="http://xeb.xanga.com/82bc6466c3334177729765/z135535177.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/yg1983/31753177729741/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 180px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="149" alt="Image000" src="http://x31.xanga.com/753c466b45c32177729741/z135535162.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet lots of our flyers flew and landed somewhere~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So IT show at suntec ended 2 days ago. And finally I have sometime to blog about it. So many projects in hand and they are getting out of hand!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was promoting for a new brand of laptops in Singapore market. Pushing a new product in Singapore is certainly tough and not very morale boosting. Anyway, for the past four days in the IT show, the 2 most common question I heard was, 'What brand is this?' and 'Is this a Korean brand?' and basically when I tell them this is a China brand, 97.59483958% of the time, you will hear weird noise and see strange expressions on their face. So I made plenty of 'enlighten' to them about the brand. Half of them listened, the other half ignored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, as a promoter at IT fair, 90% of the guys are mixing the truth and cheats. Providing plenty of information to the consumer crowd and at the same time convincing them to buy their product. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what about the other 10%? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are really trusted brand and the promoters are basically hired to collect money. Minimum talking and maximum wages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I think I did well this time round considering how difficult I think it was to sell my product. I told all the truth I could, convince them with the price and try to minimize their fear by telling them more about the products. Plenty of 'convincing' was made and I am happy, since most of the consumers seems to buy with - no regrets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I learnt plenty in this show. I learnt many specs about IT parts from consumers, promoters and flyers. I applied my marketing theory into use as well. Like how you influence the right person (The person who pay or the one who makes decision in the group) in a crowd to get the sales. I experienced the hardship of promoting a new product and learnt that gaining awareness for a new product is difficult. And of course, I gain a level in buyer behavior and saw the ugly side of human.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was this particular incident that happened and I have never seen such scenes before throughout my working life in IT shows. Most likely I was 井底蛙 but still it shocked me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the last moment of the show, there was one display set left for sale and three person was fighting for it. Inital price offered was $1049 and was finally going out at $800. However, they were not satisified. One uncle commented about the weight and was hesistating since it was meant for his wife, one indian was asking for $700 and another couple just didn't want a display set. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, my boss decides to sell the display set at $780 and the uncle got it. I was wondering, 'So $20 makes up for the weight problem?' But anyway he got it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The couple went off without getting anything and the Indian? He stood there still asking for $700. He approached me and told me he would take one if it goes for $750 but still my boss didn't want to since we would be making a big loss. He stood there for basically 30minutes and in the end gave in to $800 with a few extra free gifts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What surprises me was people could actually do such extreme stuffs and could stand and pester so long for that mere few dollars different. No wonder foreigner makes so many comments like, 'You got to bargain and ask for discount in Singapore'. Pretty bad reputation we got . Haiz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7513871978697098765?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7513871978697098765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7513871978697098765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7513871978697098765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7513871978697098765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-fair-march-edition-2008.html' title='IT fair, March edition 2008'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-1479823818445989047</id><published>2008-03-08T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>8th March 2008</title><content type='html'>I have realised that 8th of March have become a special day for me. A day that I learnt to remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-1479823818445989047?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/1479823818445989047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=1479823818445989047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1479823818445989047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/1479823818445989047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/8th-march-2008.html' title='8th March 2008'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5104234918498351239</id><published>2008-03-06T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Don't commit suicide...</title><content type='html'>I was going up the bus yesterday when an old man commented, 'Singaporeans are so fortunate.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being curious and nosy, I uttered, 'why?' It seems that he heard what I said and replied, 'Everyone is taking their own sweet time up the bus. Time is precious and once gone will never be recovered and everyone is wasting it on this kind of trivial stuff.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and walked up the stairs to the next level while he remains on the bottom deck. I pondered on his theory and got it assoicated with what my pnm lecturer told me a day before that. He was saying, time is money and life is time. So if someone is wasting his time, that guy is robbing off his money and taking his life away, other words, killing him off. So if you are wasting your time, you are committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we get life imprisonment or hanged for that since people who manslaughter gets jailed and murders get killed. And even people who attempts suicide gets whipped after death. I'm sure everyone will be whipped one way or another with the difference probably just the number of strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better stop wasting my time and start afresh. I don’t want any markings on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5104234918498351239?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5104234918498351239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5104234918498351239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5104234918498351239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5104234918498351239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-commit-suicide.html' title='Don&apos;t commit suicide...'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5721924153992159436</id><published>2008-02-29T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Chiong ar~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just went for a 6km run and got back comfortably. Shiok, I must say. One more project submitted. Shiok! Maybe going to play snooker on Friday, Run on Sat Morning, Sing on Sat Evening, Soccer on Sunday Afternoon and Test on Tuesday! CANZ lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was bored a couple of days and did this. Click on your own risk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080223025212AAXzxbC&amp;amp;r=w&amp;amp;pa=AptqD2bwHTHc7uWFYaI_ttzMR_6GlEhoAEjfsqCpm.vgqUsV7OJTb1kXqF0oYlpYrYdUj3kIhBn7ew--&amp;amp;paid=voted" target="_new"&gt;http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080223025212AAXzxbC&amp;amp;r=w&amp;amp;pa=AptqD2bwHTHc7uWFYaI_ttzMR_6GlEhoAEjfsqCpm.vgqUsV7OJTb1kXqF0oYlpYrYdUj3kIhBn7ew--&amp;amp;paid=voted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5721924153992159436?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5721924153992159436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5721924153992159436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5721924153992159436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5721924153992159436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/chiong-ar.html' title='Chiong ar~'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-2902882706283545734</id><published>2008-02-27T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The Leap Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="214" width="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqjG2jI3H3M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqjG2jI3H3M&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:A Yummy Apology;font-size:180%;"&gt;It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves&lt;br /&gt; -William Shakespears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A local production. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So critics ain't as good as those out there. Singaporeans still can't accept that local production is worth the money to watch on the big screen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They can't be blamed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was first attracted to the show by its captivating melody. Next, I saw Lilin. And then I looked for the composer of the music. Ricky Ho he was. Too bad, song not his.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ryuichi Sakamoto's Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence seems to be the original singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean lose confidence once more in something they thought they could be proud off once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be a good show with interesting storyline, I hope, pray, hope again and pray once more. I might be watching it with no company, obviously. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will I find someone to watch the show again 4 years again on Feb 29? Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2902882706283545734?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2902882706283545734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2902882706283545734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2902882706283545734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2902882706283545734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-years.html' title='The Leap Years'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-5090983957573266991</id><published>2008-02-25T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Random rantings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Man Utd won 5-1 last night and I was like intending to watch it. So I slept early at like 10pm since the game was at 1am. And 4am was the time I woke up. Missed it. Damm lar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soccer this noon and we fought with 11 guys in the 1st and 12 in the 2nd. Lost 3-1 and that was like the 2nd loss in a row. It seriously sux lar. I hate to lose. And hate to lose for the wrong reason. I'm not going to dwell too long in it. Some of us felt difficult in breathing and felt pain in the chest if we breath in too deep, Must be the misty sky that is causing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm like going to start on another project and only have 4 days to complete it. Buddha bless me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I better start jogging. I can feel the fats and poor health coming soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to books~ Cheers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5090983957573266991?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5090983957573266991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5090983957573266991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5090983957573266991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5090983957573266991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-rantings.html' title='Random rantings'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-8007404308215548939</id><published>2008-02-24T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downs'/><title type='text'>Joked too much</title><content type='html'>I realise I joked too much. I should just stay quiet for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-8007404308215548939?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/8007404308215548939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=8007404308215548939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8007404308215548939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/8007404308215548939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/joked-too-much.html' title='Joked too much'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7874894996939512966</id><published>2008-02-21T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The voice inside me</title><content type='html'>''Are you free now?" Someone"No, I'm not. I have a price tag."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Some phrases my lecturer broke out during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pharse couldn't get off my mind. I was thinking, so true! Some guys alway asked if you are free and such. Everyone's time come with a price. Anyway this is totally random. Just thought I might share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so busy since CNY with all the 'visitngs' to friends house and all the projects with duedates tying onto them. I have been hearing grumbles from many friends who mention that visiting to their relatives were boring. I really wonder why. I have been hoping to do visiting for a while. Too bad most of them lives in Malaysia and I have been caught up with events during the festival seasons alway. Hopefully next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, projects are giving me headaches, draining my energy and literity killing me. I can't really think so well and there are so many random thoughts in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;Man U won 4-0 against arsenal!!! Rock on!!! 1-1 draw against Lyon? OMG...&lt;br /&gt;8-0 loss?! Wtf!&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone last Valentine Day again. Again~~~&lt;br /&gt;I so want to join another singing project. But no time~&lt;br /&gt;Finish the project soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the CCP video~&lt;br /&gt;Lydia no longer lives. RIP. You have been great company.&lt;br /&gt;Edison, you got a bad hobby.&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Leap Years.&lt;br /&gt;Not taking part in Sundown. Sad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. Stay cool everyone~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7874894996939512966?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7874894996939512966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7874894996939512966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7874894996939512966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7874894996939512966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/voice-inside-me.html' title='The voice inside me'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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-7612756607626230594.post-7770066273747814956</id><published>2008-02-07T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Mouse is in the town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="123 by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2246703054/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="400" alt="123" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2246703054_1cf7e64270.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;猪小弟我，wish you all Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;2 more hours or slightly lesser then that will be Chinese New Year. Inviting Miss Mouse to replace Mr Piggy soon and so looking forward to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I hereby wish everyone who reads this and even those who didn’t read this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#bf4040;"&gt;A Happy Chinese New Year to YOU! And YOU! And YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Collect lots of &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff0000"&gt;Angpow&lt;/span&gt;. Win lots and stay healthy and slim while munching all those tidbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I wish everyone a good year ahead and may this year be better then last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I wish everyone a good health whole year round and you will not need to visit the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I wish everyone wins the lottery or get pay raise occasionally through the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I wish everyone to find achieve what they aim for the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And I wish everything to go smoothly for everyone!!! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-7770066273747814956?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/7770066273747814956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=7770066273747814956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7770066273747814956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/7770066273747814956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/mouse-is-in-town.html' title='Mouse is in the town'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2246703054_1cf7e64270_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-5435587526375206632</id><published>2008-02-04T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>When will the table be complete again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="onefourth by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2238906092/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 371px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="335" alt="onefourth" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2392/2238906092_4942ae0f69.jpg" width="495" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's ain't the same anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Everyone from the complaints choir was suffering from withdrawal syndromes and I do feel it somehow too. Actually its more of nothing much to look forward to at the moment besides my project. CNY is drawing pretty near but I don’t know how to celebrate it this year. No anticipation either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Sad things have happened one after another within the last 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt; TEXT-INDENT: -21pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 21.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-: ZH-SG;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;桐爷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;a.k.a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;淫法王&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-language: ZH-SG"&gt; left for overseas studies in Australia. One and a half years meaning the table will no longer be the same. 4 forms a game, now leaving only 2 in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-language: ZH-SG"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-language: ZH-SG"&gt;, 1 half-half and the one not gonna be here for a while. Sianzzz…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-: ZH-SG;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-language: ZH-SG"&gt;And Manchester United drew Tottenham last night after an equalizer from Tevez in the 94&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; minute. Lucky but Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-: ZH-SG;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-language: ZH-SG"&gt;Soccer today was cancelled due to rain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-fareast-language: ZH-SG"&gt;Maybe not everything is as drastic expect the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; case but then again things might just get worse since Valentines day, &lt;em&gt;the day for singles to stay out of the street &lt;/em&gt;is coming. Any girls out there want to date me? Afterall V-Day is also about friendship day! Haha. Boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-5435587526375206632?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/5435587526375206632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=5435587526375206632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5435587526375206632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/5435587526375206632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-will-table-be-complete-again.html' title='When will the table be complete again?'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2392/2238906092_4942ae0f69_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-4119477109645117758</id><published>2008-01-29T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Day 2 of ‘The Complaints Choir’ Performances</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="n777825284_2156415_399 by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2225896161/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="500" alt="n777825284_2156415_399" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2038/2225896161_a6aa4aecb7.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;'You are invited!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so I woke up late on Sunday, which was kind of expected. And once again, I missed part of the warm ups but basically shouldn’t be missing too much. The last day of performances and everyone was pretty much geared up for the whole event, anticipating a fun and enjoyable memories to be imprinted into our life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our 3rd performance or the 1st for the day was alright. There wasn’t too many audiences but it was all good. I would like to thank Candice and Lahiri for showing your support by coming. Hope you guys enjoyed yourselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the performance, the whole lot of us went to Bukit Timah hill to take some pictures only to be disapproved by Mr Rain. ‘Someone disapproved to climb Bukit Timah with you~.’ We still managed to take a couple of group photos. I’m still waiting for them to be sent over by Oliver and Tellervo. We rushed back for the final performance, which apparently had better crowds than the 3pm one. We took some pictures at the end and I wanted to join the rest for dinner only to remember that I need to rush over to my friend’s birthday celebration. Too bad. Oh before I forget, Happy Birthday Eric! Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually did my fair share of search on comments from the audiences that day. There was some for the performances and some not agreeing to certain parts of the song. In my point of view, the song by the Complaints Choir of Singapore should not be in anyway be viewed in a political way. It is more of an art to be appreciated by everyone. This piece of art teaches us that complaining can be done in good spirits, which usually can lead to positive reactions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone in the choir comes from different walks of life but we have one common passion for singing and complaining of course. The Complaints Choir was a very united bunch as everyone stood together as a team to perform. We did not drop the idea of not performing nor did we go ahead with the performances &lt;a href="http://uk.reuters.com/article/lifestyleMolt/idUKSIN6721820080126" target="_new"&gt;without the foreigners&lt;/a&gt;. Everyone gathered to come out with the best solution to firefight. Though there were mixed feelings during the period but I am glad we were all sensible enough to carry on with such a neat performance with the best sorted solution. (Refer to picture up there.) That indeed touched me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, btw I saw our performances (Raw and Unofficial Footage) on Youtube posted by one of the audience. Will post it here with the lyrics at the bottom.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 250px" height="250" width="378"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0ZY4Bn6q2s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0ZY4Bn6q2s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Complaints Choir Singapore Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We get fined for almost anything&lt;br /&gt;Drivers won’t give chance when you want to change lane&lt;br /&gt;The indoors are cold, the outdoors are hot;&lt;br /&gt;And the humid air, it wrecks my hair&lt;br /&gt;Those answering machines always make you hold&lt;br /&gt;Only to hang up on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When a pregnant lady gets on the train&lt;br /&gt;Everyone pretends to be asleep&lt;br /&gt;I’m stuck with my parents till I’m 35&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t apply for HDB&lt;br /&gt;We don’t recycle any plastic bags&lt;br /&gt;But we purify our pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What’s wrong with Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Losing always makes me feel so sore&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you’re not the best&lt;br /&gt;Then you’re just one of the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My oh my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are we voting for?&lt;br /&gt;What’s not expressly permitted&lt;br /&gt;is prohibited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ooh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I’m hungry at the food court, I see&lt;br /&gt;People chope seats with their tissue paper&lt;br /&gt;To the lady staying upstairs&lt;br /&gt;Your laundry’s dripping on my bed sheets&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t squat on the toilet seats&lt;br /&gt;And don’t clip your nails on MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stray cats get into noisy affairs&lt;br /&gt;At night my neighbor makes weird animal sounds&lt;br /&gt;People put on fake accents to sound posh&lt;br /&gt;And queue up three hours for donuts&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever I live till eighty five&lt;br /&gt;To collect my CPF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What’s wrong with Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Losing always makes me feel so sore&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you’re not the best&lt;br /&gt;Then you’re just one of the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are we voting for?&lt;br /&gt;What’s not expressly permitted&lt;br /&gt;is prohibited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singaporeans too kiasu! (so scared to lose)&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans too kiasi! (so scared to die)&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans too kiabor! (scared of their wives)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we’re just too stressed out! (even the kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Old National Library was replaced by an ugly tunnel&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean men can’t take independent women&lt;br /&gt;People blow their nose into the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;And fall asleep on my shoulder in the train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singapore’s national bird is the crane (the one with yellow steel girders)&lt;br /&gt;Real estate agents’ leaflets clogging up my mailbox (en bloc, en bloc, en bloc, en bloc)&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we be buried when we die?&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to climb Bukit Timah with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What’s wrong with Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Losing always makes me feel so sore&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you’re not the best&lt;br /&gt;Then you’re just one of the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are we voting for?&lt;br /&gt;What’s not expressly permitted&lt;br /&gt;is prohibited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Solos)&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need a permit to sing our complaints?&lt;br /&gt;We are not part of China!&lt;br /&gt;Why do people show their butt cracks with pimples?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an SPG just because I date a foreigner!&lt;br /&gt;All good looking guys are gay; oops, that's not a complaint!&lt;br /&gt;The GST is increasing, but my pay is not. My height is not increasing either, I'm gaining weight instead!&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao, 4 hour wait at A &amp;amp; E?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Rap*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are not enough public holidays&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour sings KTV all night&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dinners never start on time&lt;br /&gt;My hair is always cut shorter than I want&lt;br /&gt;Channel 5 commercials are way too long&lt;br /&gt;Why do men turn bald?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*At first it was to speak more mandarin&lt;br /&gt;Then it was to speak proper English&lt;br /&gt;What’s wrong with my powderful Singlish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People sit down during rock concerts&lt;br /&gt;We have to pay for tap water at restaurants&lt;br /&gt;ERP gantries are everywhere&lt;br /&gt;But I can still see traffic jams on the road&lt;br /&gt;All the bus stops have tilted benches&lt;br /&gt;Cannot access playboy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What’s wrong with Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Losing always makes me feel so sore&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you’re not the best&lt;br /&gt;Then you’re just one of the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are we voting for?&lt;br /&gt;What’s not expressly permitted&lt;br /&gt;is prohibited ( X 2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make complain elegantly in the form of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-4119477109645117758?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/4119477109645117758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=4119477109645117758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4119477109645117758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/4119477109645117758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-2-of-complaints-choir-performances.html' title='Day 2 of ‘The Complaints Choir’ Performances'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2038/2225896161_a6aa4aecb7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7612756607626230594.post-2598510098736008463</id><published>2008-01-27T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:50:40.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Jie teased and says ‘哇, 你赶场叻!’…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="P260108_22.48 by yg1983, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31573887@N00/2225918657/" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 371px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="375" alt="P260108_22.48" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2030/2225918657_a2842b4a25.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Wedding Dinners never starts on time'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;Saturday was hectic! Like it couldn’t have been worse, I slept late on Friday night or rather Saturday morning at 3am. So I woke up at 8am and prepared myself for the events to be happening that day. I reached school at 10am for AMC and seriously Saturday classes are the worst. The only consolation was attending a worthwhile lesson with one humorous lecturer. Lesson ended promptly at 1pm and I stayed for another 20 minutes for our project discussion. Work to be done was instructed before I departed for my next destination. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I rushed down to The Arts House for ‘The Complaints Choir’ and well was slightly late. I joined in the warm up before the recordings followed by the performance scheduled at 3pm. Recordings for the video was basically dry and not as fun as I thought it should be. We took so many takes I think they were practically excellent warm ups for my throat. Performance was amazing; especially the first one since it was the one with the biggest crowd. I wasn’t expecting such a big crowd due to the controversy between the foreign performers in the choir and the authorities of Singapore and all the last minute fire fighting and arrangement and changes in venue. I was awestruck the moment I entered the chamber and am sure I forgotten how to walk for like 0.5ms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The performance was filled with uptight souls at start but everyone starts to relax and loosen up midway into the song but I must say it was overall a good first performance for us. The second performance at 6.30pm was way better since everyone went in with energy and power. It was energetic and I am very sure there was no complains from the audiences. There was an added ‘Questions and Answers’ session which spiced up the whole event even more. The performance was wrapped up with one last bit of singing from us when the audience asked for encore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The performance ended at 7.30pm and I was pretty late for my friend’s wedding dinner. The whole thing should start at 8pm but then again, wedding dinners never starts on time. I reached Hotel Royal at 8.30pm and dinner was actually served at 9pm. Congrats to Jasmine Neo! She was lovely that day, not that she don’t look good on any other days but she did look fairy-like on that day. No wonder they say girls look best in their wedding gowns. 10-course meal was served and I was actually feeling full on the 4th dish. It was a very fulfilling dinner for me that night and we left at 11.30pm, all with bloated stomachs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was expecting the night to end here until one of them suggested hanging out longer since everyone haven’t met each another for like ages. We settled for KTV at Clementi and sang until 2plus before we call it a day. I got home feeling tired, stinky and warm from the alcohols during the dinner. After bathing, checking of my email and preparation for the next day, I felt my bed at 5pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7612756607626230594-2598510098736008463?l=yg1983.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/feeds/2598510098736008463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7612756607626230594&amp;postID=2598510098736008463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2598510098736008463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7612756607626230594/posts/default/2598510098736008463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yg1983.blogspot.com/2008/01/jie-teased-and-says.html' title='Jie teased and says ‘哇, 你赶场叻!’…'/><author><name>yg1983</name><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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2030/2225918657_a2842b4a25_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
