<?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-1278868072105787412</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:03:14.113-07:00</updated><category term='just-me'/><title type='text'>superman's tale</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</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>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1510690527354576771</id><published>2009-05-03T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T04:42:05.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to lament</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Everything Has Its Time&lt;/h5&gt; To everything &lt;i&gt;there is&lt;/i&gt; a season,&lt;br /&gt; A time for every purpose under heaven: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to die; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time to pluck &lt;i&gt;what is&lt;/i&gt; planted; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to heal; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to break down,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time to build up; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A time to weep,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time to dance; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to cast away stones,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to gather stones;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time to refrain from embracing; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A time to gain,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to lose; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time to throw away; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to sew; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep silence,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time to speak; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love,    &lt;br /&gt;And a time to hate; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A time of war,  &lt;br /&gt;And a time of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, my time to lament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've read. i've understand. i'm naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all i asked is self-control, to have everything as it was, except with no other thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast away all thoughts and solely focus on 31st May, I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Facts for all the lost count days: i'm going to run my first marathon shortly. ADIDAS SUNDOWN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1510690527354576771?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1510690527354576771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1510690527354576771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1510690527354576771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1510690527354576771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-to-lament.html' title='Time to lament'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1302784216775791716</id><published>2009-02-20T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:40:08.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Night!</title><content type='html'>Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, though not much of a motivation to blog regularly, i must really say that yesterday was one of the most important day for all B.I.T year 3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taking was practically free. for a few moments, i felt like a superstar! but well, it's our day isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i have done something i had never done in my life. Busking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were heading to Boat Quay from Clarke, and in this underpas there was this busker who was playing the guitar, so here comes Chris, asking the busker if he could lend us his guitar for ME to play some songs. it was really a memorable night. thanks everyone for listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! we are going to Sentosa for gathering!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1302784216775791716?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1302784216775791716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1302784216775791716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1302784216775791716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1302784216775791716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2009/02/grad-night.html' title='Grad Night!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2187923639440078916</id><published>2009-01-21T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:30:13.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SXc-4UeIEcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ufgjOredpGI/s1600-h/communication+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;COMMUNICATION MODEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SXc-4UeIEcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ufgjOredpGI/s320/communication+model.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293769024285970882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;This is one model which I draw by myself, depicted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  &gt;Shannon and Weaver's model, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;isn’t it well drawn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Why am I putting this model up on my blog? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Take a good look at the model. It has two Individual (it can be group too), showcasing on how communication is being done. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Isn’t the whole process beautiful? With red and orange, everything in communication model can be so beautiful until you see this black arrow which says” NOISE/DISTORTION”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;How many a times in your lifetime while you are converse a message with others, this particular element in communication model does a big impact, which causes misunderstanding, conflicts and quarrels? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;The ANSWER: VERY OFTEN&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I am so impressed and amazed by how people (3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; party) can create so much DISTORTION which led to communication breakdown in the whole process. Receiver starts to think too much, meaning got totally distorted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;I felt disgusted when such people(the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; party) wants to get what they want, they can use different unorthodox ways to add in distortion to make people suffer. How selfish aren’t they?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Things to ponder if you read this, do you have the ability to discern and capture any noise/distortion in your daily conversation? Are you able to remove them? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1278868072105787412-2187923639440078916?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2187923639440078916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2187923639440078916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2187923639440078916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2187923639440078916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2009/01/communication.html' title='communication'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SXc-4UeIEcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ufgjOredpGI/s72-c/communication+model.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-3462581253430109388</id><published>2008-12-26T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T07:53:02.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACKIE~</title><content type='html'>Hello World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHIL IS BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivor Titus is in Hong Kong with his Beloved, Charmain.&lt;br /&gt;Max is in Clarke Quay picking his Beloved, RuiXin.&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Chua is in Bishan with his Beloved, Jolyn.&lt;br /&gt;Kai Tan is in Clarke Quay waiting for his Beloved, Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;JunXian is riding his Beloved for rounding, Wei Chuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil is left alone on the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will Phil be the only one single for his whole life?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where, Where is the LOVE?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-3462581253430109388?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3462581253430109388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=3462581253430109388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3462581253430109388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3462581253430109388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/12/backie.html' title='BACKIE~'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1759007660835422536</id><published>2008-11-12T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:50:35.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil is the Man!</title><content type='html'>wasn't really want to post any entry due to all the photos was with others( Night Safari, Sheesha, KTV, Drinking, Rotting, Wasting of lives, Bickering, just to name a few.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Today is FYP day.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day i lao sai twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to begin with, guys, how to even pronounce the word "Rendezvous"?&lt;br /&gt;(laughing my ass out)...... Jing, are you cursing and swearing at me right now while you are reading?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP, as usual, was bored. I SERIOUSLY REGRETTED ENTERING TO BUSINESS IT IN TP. (well, i guess except for the friends and the people i know there in the course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my focus on studies. tutorials undone, assignment wasn't done properly, lack of discipline i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come, JUNCO camp, FYP and Projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy myself an iTouch. ARGH, should i?! my hand itch for Apple's product. they are just plain fascinating and amazing. their marketing skills, their creative department owns all the credits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true facts of the day:&lt;br /&gt;YQ is also known as PHIL!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1759007660835422536?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1759007660835422536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1759007660835422536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1759007660835422536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1759007660835422536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/11/phil-is-man.html' title='Phil is the Man!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6475761784451621165</id><published>2008-11-03T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:00:34.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Busy with school busy with brothers busy with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i had a memorable birthday celebrated with my peeps. it may be simple, but i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's not talk about what had happened so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Halloween&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Night Safari for the very first time of my life. also, it's my first time i enjoy with so much huge animals around me. met up with my cousins and relatives. let's see, Anteater, Greater Asian Rhino, Elephant, and many more. well, that's what everyone said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday with pets&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with Bubble to farmway to play with other dogs. Ivor and Charmian brought along the huge Teddy along. looking at the dogs all having fun, running, chasing, smelling each other bring many laughter between the strangers that all brought their dogs there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time for Bubble to go farmway, i don't think he had experienced playing under the rain. watching him looking up in the sky, pondering why the seemingly sky would pour. watched him skid from one grass patch to another. first time conquering the pool. relationship between me and Bubble definitely had grown. it might be a little late, but it's better than none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might be bringing him out again with Teddy to play again next sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded. Don't lose faith in my blog people=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Facts: An elephant can eat up to 250KG of food and excrete 90KG worth of waste!(oh.... that's alot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6475761784451621165?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6475761784451621165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6475761784451621165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6475761784451621165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6475761784451621165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/11/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-561712965976723613</id><published>2008-10-21T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:25:37.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school life</title><content type='html'>school has only started for two days and i'm feeling the kick of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess will have less time doing things that i like anymore. gonna do well this sems and proudly grad from tp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True fact for the day:&lt;br /&gt;a golfish attention span is 3 secs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-561712965976723613?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/561712965976723613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=561712965976723613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/561712965976723613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/561712965976723613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-lif.html' title='school life'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7811231754744267266</id><published>2008-10-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T08:40:46.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lala</title><content type='html'>WELCOME ME BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to being an office boy in Circus Maximus, was totally drained out by the workload and hours staying there. I really can’t imagine myself as an office boy in future, scrapping through with 1k plus salary with 14 day leave and 1 month bonus.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for today, I got a new experience for helping out my sis in opening a flea market stall to clear away the old, unused stuffs that’s making the house fats. Setting up a stall at round market early in the morning wasn’t that great. Surprisingly at the end of the day, most of the bags and clothes were sold but the soft toys weren’t as demand as of the clothes and bags. Not forgetting the huge manpower of 7 to tend a stall when you normally get to only see 1 or 2 people looking after the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starting tomorrow and I will not have any more strong income. Back to the usual F&amp;amp;B  line. Yotei Marina Square will be taken by another shareholder of HPL (Hotel Properties Limited) and name will be changed. It been months since I’ve ever work in type kind of restaurant, wonder can I cope with the school Major Project and the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to be back in school again, since Feb or March, after our 2.2 in school. I finally know the feeling of why many working adults had mentioned that when you started working outside, you will yearn for the days in school. I truly deeply madly understand that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Facts of the day: 11% of the world population is Lefty.&lt;br /&gt; (If you don’t understand Lefty, it means Left-handered)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-7811231754744267266?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7811231754744267266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7811231754744267266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7811231754744267266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7811231754744267266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/10/lala.html' title='lala'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-563919248441286461</id><published>2008-09-28T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:44:23.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post at airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am posting this blog tapping onto the wireless in airport transit. this will be my last day i am able to enter transit as a staff for this award-winning airport in the world. i will be missing the days shopping in the transit, trying to be an overseas tourist, roaming around looking for something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after today, i will be left with only one job, which is tutoring, which will also end this coming thursday due to the coming PSLE. this leave me with complete jobless status! something i do not desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was telling alvin about the spring cleaning i had these few days, and i actually threw away a cheque of mine. come to think about it, having bank drained outn of cash, yet this kinda stupid move of mine made me look even stupid! though the amount isn't big, a meagre amount of 14.94 i suppose, it's still money isn't it?! being ridiculed by alvin with a =.= ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the determination on regards to pink box, i suspect this temptation is killing me. it's tempting me every moment of my life, EVEN IN MY DREAM! i dreamt that i was succumbed to the lure of the box. utterly disgraced by the thoughts i'm harbouring to partake it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trying to be random once again, this song flashes through me while i was typing this, so must as well i share this beautiful song with you readers. "Come Home" by One Republic. beautiful song with beautiful meaning. if you have not come across this song by now, time to spend a few mins of your life, listen to it=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lyrics for your convienent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Verse 1]Hello worldHope you're listeningForgive me if I`m youngFor speaking out of turnThere`s someone I`ve been missingI think that they could beThe better half of meThey`re in their own place trying to make it rightBut I`m tired of justifyingSo i say you`ll..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]Come homeCome homeCause I`ve been waiting for youFor so longFor so longAnd right now there's a war between the vanitiesBut all i see is you and meThe fight for you is all I`ve ever knownSo come homeOooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Verse 2]I get lost in the beautyOf everything i seeThe world ain`t as half as badAs they paint it to beIf all the sonsIf all the daughtersStopped to take it inWell hopefully the hate subsides and the love can beginIt might start now..YeahhWell maybe I`m just dreaming out loudUntil then[Come Home lyrics on http://www.kovideo.net][Chorus]Come homeCome homeCause I`ve been waiting for youFor so longFor so longAnd right now there's a war between the vanitiesBut all i see is you and meThe fight for you is all I`ve ever knownEver knownSo come homeOooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Interlude]Everything i can`t beIs everything you should beAnd that`s why i need you hereEverything i can`t beIs everything you should beAnd that`s why i need you hereSo hear this now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus}Come homeCome homeCause I`ve been waiting for youFor so longFor so longAnd right now there's a war between the vanitiesBut all i see is you and meThe fight for you is all I`ve ever knownEver knownSo come homeCome home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-563919248441286461?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/563919248441286461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=563919248441286461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/563919248441286461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/563919248441286461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-post-at-airport.html' title='random post at airport'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7250120482730685421</id><published>2008-09-25T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:29:52.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UBIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, we all been to Ubin, at least to those who have a little bit of sports genes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, with the newly opened bike park, we were amazed by the obstacles that can be found in Ubin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the most miserable thing you can ever experienced in Ubin or any other island would be without enough cash! if not for Yuan Xin's mother, i guessed we all had to be stranded on the island and be part of the resident there in Ubin. Lesson Value: bring excess money to anywhere outside mainland, there are no ATM in the vinicity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_XhFyQNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SqewLokH62A/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250211307603509458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_XhFyQNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SqewLokH62A/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_Xq-FiBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sSX_JO7Nv84/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250211310255573010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_Xq-FiBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sSX_JO7Nv84/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the quarry we threw stones and laugh our asses out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_X1Q5UxI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mEeb_bIMCUA/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250211313018819346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_X1Q5UxI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mEeb_bIMCUA/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first try... FAILED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9hyxz_PI/AAAAAAAAAag/GyD1_Y_I47E/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250209285127011570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9hyxz_PI/AAAAAAAAAag/GyD1_Y_I47E/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; give up, YQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9iIim5PI/AAAAAAAAAao/gmh9I1T2lO0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250209290968818930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9iIim5PI/AAAAAAAAAao/gmh9I1T2lO0/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; almost there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9iS-ccSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4AqquY9tyMA/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250209293769928994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9iS-ccSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4AqquY9tyMA/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9ivIVOYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tQcem25UoiU/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250209301327591810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9ivIVOYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tQcem25UoiU/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our collection of oakleys and pro-treks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9ihvNk-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/zeqxb_dTDc0/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250209297732572130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx9ihvNk-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/zeqxb_dTDc0/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ivor's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6E5cxuJI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9XGUqh6qUHA/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250205490166741138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6E5cxuJI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9XGUqh6qUHA/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charmain's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FCKVD1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/490yTTjI-9I/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250205492505284434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FCKVD1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/490yTTjI-9I/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FbPc2GI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vWSNRePBFPw/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250205499237652578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FbPc2GI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vWSNRePBFPw/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheng's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FhaH5lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/kBne9t1IvHk/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250205500893029970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FhaH5lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/kBne9t1IvHk/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the best shot after all the energy been consumed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FwiLDyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/K0dXd8q-pH8/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250205504953323298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx6FwiLDyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/K0dXd8q-pH8/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; help pushing charmain's bike off the slope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4jujmgWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/egI4hVKvwW0/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250203820795265378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4jujmgWI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/egI4hVKvwW0/s320/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is posed after we 'rescued' charmain after her fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4jtRRDoI/AAAAAAAAAZY/3Z3q-MYOdYA/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250203820449926786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4jtRRDoI/AAAAAAAAAZY/3Z3q-MYOdYA/s320/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so much TLC ivor is giving, knowing charmain fell down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4j8C99UI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pRw57d4HdzA/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250203824416486722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4j8C99UI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pRw57d4HdzA/s320/19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is so common when u are riding in Ubin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4kOFf7UI/AAAAAAAAAZo/I0M3_eBgxz0/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250203829258939714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4kOFf7UI/AAAAAAAAAZo/I0M3_eBgxz0/s320/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; strike a pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4kJ9KeVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/N6lF9gHyaFQ/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250203828150237522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx4kJ9KeVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/N6lF9gHyaFQ/s320/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; self-taken?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-7250120482730685421?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7250120482730685421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7250120482730685421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7250120482730685421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7250120482730685421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/ubin.html' title='UBIN'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNx_XhFyQNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SqewLokH62A/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6590632477384350904</id><published>2008-09-25T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:36:40.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radar Path Atomic Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNxyYt08neI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZyM9hOJe9fg/s1600-h/Radar+Path+Atomic+Orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250197034551254498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNxyYt08neI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZyM9hOJe9fg/s320/Radar+Path+Atomic+Orange.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, i owned myself' a pairs of oakley shades. i must say that it's a great decision to buy and invest on this pair! below is the description of the shades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OAKLEY RADAR PATH LTD EDITION ATOMIC ORANGE 24-036(product ID: 16171)&lt;br /&gt;Our Sports Marketing team has fired up the demand creation with prominent placement on one of the sport’s most heroic athletes. Fabian Cancellara has been melting the tarmac all season long while wearing this very same particle of thermonuclear protection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From winning Milan-San Remo back in March all the way to his two stage wins in last week’s Tour of Switzerland, “Spartacus” (as he’s known to his fans) has been putting these fiery shades on the podium over and over again.The most demanding sport professionals in the world have fueled 30 years of Oakley innovation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Athletes have won more championships and medals with our eyewear than with any other single sport product on earth. The heritage continues with Oakley RADAR™, a milestone in performance technology.MAINTAINS SHARP, CLEAR VISIONRADAR™ features Oakley Hydrophobic, a permanent lens coating that prevents rain and sweat from building up on the lens. It also repels skin oils and other contaminates, so the lens is smudge resistant and easy to keep clean. It even eliminates static electricity, so dirt and dust particles won’t cling.STAYS AHEAD OF THE SUNRADAR™ lets you change lenses in seconds to optimize vision in any sport environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Many performance lens colors are available, and all lenses feature the unbeatable clarity of Oakley’s HIGH DEFINITION OPTICS® (HDO®).OFFERS A SECURE, CUSTOM FITChoose the nosepiece that gives you the best fit — two sizes are included with every frame. Like the stem sleeves, they’re made of UNOBTAINIUM® to increase grip with perspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oakley’s Three-Point Fit optimizes comfort and holds the lenses in precise optical alignment for superior clarity.OPTIMIZES COMFORT, PROTECTION AND CLARITYRADAR™ is made of lightweight O MATTER® for all-day comfort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To keep the heat of competition from swamping you with sweat, the frame geometry creates a cooling flow of air. Pure PLUTONITE® lens material filters out 100% of all UV, and RADAR™ meets ANSI Z87.1 standards for impact protection. The semi-rimless design means there’s no frame rim to block downward view. Optical clarity exceeds all ANSI Z87.1 standards, and XYZ OPTICS® extends razor-sharp vision all the way to the lens periphery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RADAR™ comes with a case for transport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(extracted from &lt;a href="http://www.cyclestore.co.uk/productDetails.asp?productID=16171"&gt;http://www.cyclestore.co.uk/productDetails.asp?productID=16171&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM IN LOVE WITH IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6590632477384350904?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6590632477384350904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6590632477384350904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6590632477384350904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6590632477384350904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/radar-path-atomic-orange.html' title='Radar Path Atomic Orange'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNxyYt08neI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZyM9hOJe9fg/s72-c/Radar+Path+Atomic+Orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2840879890816593963</id><published>2008-09-25T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:24:38.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rammadan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;we went to Geylang Serai to experience the break-fast period for the people who fast during Rammadan. though i never fast, but i actually only start munching on something at 7pm.... similar to the people who break fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were spending as if we were in Malaysia, buying bags and bags of food and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Food like grilled quail, lekor, kebab, chicken wings, burger john, air kathira, coconut jelly, just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the bonanza at Geylang, a few of us walked to Katong to play lan. i think it's for ages since i stepped into a lanshop. played warcraft version of risk. IT IS DAMN ADDICTIVE. nothing to do with warcraft, just using their characters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2840879890816593963?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2840879890816593963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2840879890816593963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2840879890816593963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2840879890816593963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/rammadan.html' title='Rammadan'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6723101487317033082</id><published>2008-09-25T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:23:11.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>facsinating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guessed life's ben awesome for me since i ever stepped back in Singapore from Mawai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many great things happened, mostly for the good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will summarize and elaborate later on individual post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since i've got back from Mawai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've lost my phone, forcing me to buy a second hand phone with my camp pay. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the first time in my life, i wore contact lens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the first time in my life, i got myself an oakley sun glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this year went to Geylang Serai to enjoy all the delicacies during the fasting month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to Ubin with cliques to experience the newly open Ketam bike park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lastly, i've made a choice that will change my life for the better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6723101487317033082?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6723101487317033082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6723101487317033082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6723101487317033082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6723101487317033082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/facsinating.html' title='facsinating'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-745763833028668190</id><published>2008-09-16T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:54:05.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;some photos on our trip of MAWAI~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIEQ7zpWmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/l7NEwE0-CB8/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247261204818778722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIEQ7zpWmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/l7NEwE0-CB8/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on our way to ISS without sleep. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIERPfjnLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nFYQVYOY2qE/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247261210103225522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIERPfjnLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nFYQVYOY2qE/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is that Gene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIERDpNPCI/AAAAAAAAAZA/1HKaDV-GhW0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247261206922476578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIERDpNPCI/AAAAAAAAAZA/1HKaDV-GhW0/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the foot of the hill, Gunung Arong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNOFyirI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Lcj7aEI0Xro/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247260041495612082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNOFyirI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Lcj7aEI0Xro/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these kids conquered Gunung Arong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNLTYzBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OExWV4CkfFE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247260040747338770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNLTYzBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OExWV4CkfFE/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; footprints~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNVlPHoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6hmJYBr_mRo/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247260043506556546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNVlPHoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/6hmJYBr_mRo/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Orang Asli/Band of Fellows of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNlhS2XI/AAAAAAAAAYg/p5sfSFL45UI/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247260047784991090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNlhS2XI/AAAAAAAAAYg/p5sfSFL45UI/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kissing in front of WW2 bunker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNyKN66I/AAAAAAAAAYo/LuhXFNP33N8/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247260051177860002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIDNyKN66I/AAAAAAAAAYo/LuhXFNP33N8/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; presenting Daryl and YQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnPCulWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/aKwczQsBzf0/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247259388916176226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnPCulWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/aKwczQsBzf0/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MS ISSs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnfS4l6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/cBz71DOAKsU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247259393278908322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnfS4l6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/cBz71DOAKsU/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; entertaining the kids with "I've got a fever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnTrH0aI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sYmrI5Qv63A/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247259390159344034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnTrH0aI/AAAAAAAAAXw/sYmrI5Qv63A/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raft Building!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnq7HFlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nxzi0HkSSZk/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247259396400420434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnq7HFlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nxzi0HkSSZk/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i swear it's damn scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnvKspTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nvi94j7m360/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247259397539538226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICnvKspTI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nvi94j7m360/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the final 4 contestants of Survivor Mawai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICCJdrv4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/9koMSGPdnng/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247258751763464066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICCJdrv4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/9koMSGPdnng/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; back to ISS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICCaOWgfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/v-kB_UFQV1k/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247258756262560242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICCaOWgfI/AAAAAAAAAXA/v-kB_UFQV1k/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the best field cooking i ever saw in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICCza_33I/AAAAAAAAAXI/DdDbH6Rc5sk/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247258763026489202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICCza_33I/AAAAAAAAAXI/DdDbH6Rc5sk/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "so you wanna eat Amazing Chicken Forever?" asked Dui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICDKEy1YI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/McA1lmd-YhA/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247258769107375490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICDKEy1YI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/McA1lmd-YhA/s320/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Here you go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICDVt74BI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iFEzAFVeC90/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247258772232724498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNICDVt74BI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iFEzAFVeC90/s320/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WAKABA a.k.a Stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIAKk9beeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MMd4zVCkFXo/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247256697560070626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIAKk9beeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MMd4zVCkFXo/s320/19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; busing back to Singapore~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIAKpG2KiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/sAqTSl-5Hok/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247256698673310242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIAKpG2KiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/sAqTSl-5Hok/s320/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An awesome teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIAK2xE5mI/AAAAAAAAAWg/yQTfHDH5M3s/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247256702340097634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIAK2xE5mI/AAAAAAAAAWg/yQTfHDH5M3s/s320/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wonderful people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIALOSWoHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fEsjRn8MOCM/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247256708653686898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIALOSWoHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fEsjRn8MOCM/s320/22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wakaba and Sakiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIALfRiwHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/q8HUDOJkVyM/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247256713213689970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIALfRiwHI/AAAAAAAAAWw/q8HUDOJkVyM/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the very last photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-745763833028668190?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/745763833028668190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=745763833028668190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/745763833028668190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/745763833028668190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/photos.html' title='photos!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SNIEQ7zpWmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/l7NEwE0-CB8/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2711436013171422871</id><published>2008-09-13T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:54:52.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home!</title><content type='html'>finally, i am back home from the camp at Mawai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say it was an awesome experience having camp in overseas and with overseas campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched fireflies, visited WW2 bunkers, natural walks, trekking at Gunung Arong, water obstacles course, raft builing, outdoor cooking and esp good guitar sessions with the instructors, guides and the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the kids were hard to handle, but the results i got from them after the 5d4n with them, i am glad to be in that camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me name my kids out so i could remember them. Wakaba, Duong, Natasha, Naomi, Jenny, Ji Won, Caroline, Maria, Dui, Shingo, Zhi Wei, Cowan, Jun Hyeon, Charlie, Tristan and Kyosuke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something sad though, i lost my phone on my way back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update the photos once i got all of them on hands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2711436013171422871?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2711436013171422871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2711436013171422871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2711436013171422871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2711436013171422871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2861779625587439939</id><published>2008-09-07T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:31:44.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAWAI</title><content type='html'>alright, i am going to Mawai in 4 hours time! to imagine a whole lot of fun awaits me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back in Singapore by friday evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2861779625587439939?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2861779625587439939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2861779625587439939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2861779625587439939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2861779625587439939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/mawai_07.html' title='MAWAI'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-819748796858668184</id><published>2008-09-03T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:01:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAWAI!!!</title><content type='html'>alright! i am going overseas to Mawai, malaysia for camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard much stories of how beautiful the place is and the glorious food they had there. all thanks to Gene to recommend me to this camp assignment despite not involve for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be away for 5D4N from next monday onwards, gonna expect much fun being an instructors for international school of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now, i have yet to get my pay for the events, crap, if i still don't get it by tomorrow, i think i will be on strike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've sinned again, bought another deck that worth 30 bucks, but i suppose it will be a good deck to show a pretty nice trick. had already stunned Mr Yeong(SJAB), Shuyi and Wency(CAAS). will u be my next victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not know the direction that i am going now, neither do i understand the false imagination that has been playing me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-819748796858668184?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/819748796858668184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=819748796858668184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/819748796858668184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/819748796858668184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/09/mawai.html' title='MAWAI!!!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1158741025691999497</id><published>2008-08-31T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:46:59.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back for good</title><content type='html'>went back to EVSS on teachers' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess mainly to catch up with friends instead of teachers, as most of them left this no-future-and-prospect school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catched up with ms suhaila though, talked about her near future and our beings in our lives. managed to exchange contacts to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just came back from a dinner cums supper with hulbert at East Coast. had a sumptous meal of Gong Gong and cockles. had to say the stuffs there are good. the uncle came and talked to us, i like one of his phrase, which i never came across. "You are what you eat". this sentence came out from him on how he feel food which will make an impact on your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am enjoying my life right now...... except i'm short of a person to share it with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1158741025691999497?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1158741025691999497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1158741025691999497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1158741025691999497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1158741025691999497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-for-good.html' title='back for good'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7849179095691285282</id><published>2008-08-26T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:21:18.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remembrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; it was a fun-packed day hanging out with cliques yesterday at town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my very first poker deck that i've bought from this nice magic store in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without fail, it got to be orange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCx5LgJPI/AAAAAAAAASg/8akcCB916YM/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238885691468817650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCx5LgJPI/AAAAAAAAASg/8akcCB916YM/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCyybE85I/AAAAAAAAASo/svKzYToyQWQ/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238885706834965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCyybE85I/AAAAAAAAASo/svKzYToyQWQ/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't it nice to have an orange deck of your own to name it your first deck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played a couple of tricks with cheng, ivor, kaili and charmaine while having a coffee break at starbucks, plaza sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;caught "Meet Dave" after that. well, i think this show is good, and does not deserve a bad rating from critics. it's hilarious and story line was quite detailed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;worth to catch it. hope to catch other nice movies coming out like Quarantine, Wall-E and many others. It's movie craze time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's one of the picture i took for the making of T3 video for the official opening on 25th July.&lt;br /&gt;what we were supposed to do is to look into the camera which is hung up high by some machine and shout YEA! many shots were taken due to awkardness. but still it was a nice experience wearing a S size Airport Guide shirt which has a female cutting. i can be spotted doing funny action in an orange shirt.(which i happened to have 2 at home right now, reason being..... it's orange, ain't that obvious?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCzT5PPcI/AAAAAAAAASw/lQxodwzH1T0/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238885715819838914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCzT5PPcI/AAAAAAAAASw/lQxodwzH1T0/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photographer: Jesper Yeo Sheng Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCzrhDHDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uRwgi77fE3k/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238885722160831538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCzrhDHDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/uRwgi77fE3k/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i took a photo of this grandpa in T3 transit one day while i was working in an event. from the photo, he might be just reading a book, that's all. what is fascinating which the photo don't tell is that his hands were shaking all the while to the point that words aren't really visible to be read. what great lesson could we learn from this grandpa and really does bring out the true meaning of "lifelong learning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCz15GEkI/AAAAAAAAATA/8q-FDTDzuYI/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238885724946043458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCz15GEkI/AAAAAAAAATA/8q-FDTDzuYI/s320/Image111.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photos are taken for memories, for recollection and for reminiscing. this is one i will not remember even if i got senile one day. a company that holds no "ATAS" pride in themselves, but a whole lot of friendly bunch of staffs. i have no idea if i will still have the chance to hold on to a seasonal pass, but i will always remember that i'm part of T2(AO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-7849179095691285282?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7849179095691285282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7849179095691285282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7849179095691285282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7849179095691285282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/08/remembrance.html' title='remembrance'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SLRCx5LgJPI/AAAAAAAAASg/8akcCB916YM/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1521410548738516317</id><published>2008-08-18T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:28:45.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be~</title><content type='html'>for the past few days, it has been rewarding hanging out with ivor, be it slacking and chatting, watching how Singapore lost their Gold medal to China, yet acheiving an Olympic medal ever since 1960s and the nervous session i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealt with adversary&lt;br /&gt;haunting night and day&lt;br /&gt;begets hope that's unnatural&lt;br /&gt;truth i seek to be told&lt;br /&gt;of it i will follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not from Shakespeare, just me trying to be like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1521410548738516317?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1521410548738516317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1521410548738516317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1521410548738516317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1521410548738516317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be or not to be~'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7620075654541445757</id><published>2008-08-12T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:10:53.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN FUN FUN!!</title><content type='html'>well~~ had the intention of posting wad had happened and saw the tag by PK, i would make this a long one enough for him to read for days.(i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a norm afternoon giving tuition to my boy. when i thought it would turn to be a normal fine day like any others, here comes Sui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she one of my classmate in Organisation Behaviour from BSG. she asked me to accompany her to some place to watch short films by local directors and producers. i wasn't really anticipating about it as i do not have great interests in local films. till i actually went there and see it myself. i guess it all worthwhile afterall. managed to get a few fishes to watch with me(Cheng, Ang and rafeeq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;located behind Peace Centre, up to a road named Mount Sophia, there's a 'gallery' named SINEMAold school. went in to watch some short but nice films by locals. one of the directors was there to share his experience as a director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concept was great. ambience was fabulous. people were nice. i should say it's a place where talent blooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXb78CyfI/AAAAAAAAASI/r_UveyRMVrk/s1600-h/Image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233771485671377394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXb78CyfI/AAAAAAAAASI/r_UveyRMVrk/s320/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; inside the Sinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXcA_IURI/AAAAAAAAASQ/aBVo7LfuDAQ/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233771487026499858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXcA_IURI/AAAAAAAAASQ/aBVo7LfuDAQ/s320/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXchc1jQI/AAAAAAAAASY/DsBPZA1f7P4/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233771495741033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXchc1jQI/AAAAAAAAASY/DsBPZA1f7P4/s320/Image122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this really fasinate me. all along i knew the altenative and better word use for toilet is Lavatory. but it can never be seen at shopping malls or even in airport. here in oldschool you can find it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to slack, lepak or teelin would you say with ivor and kaili after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the interesting part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; was talking and slacking till we brushed through the topic of 'Supernatural beings'. i got all freaked out for the FIRST TIME of my life! it all started with the mickey mouse story in my school, the piano playing by itself and many more. logical thinking, it's stories. but as the stories went on, talking about those topics beside a seventh month altar under kaili's void deck. the feeling ain't great. should i say, i got goosebumps all over. around 2 to 3 a.m, one man walked pass behind me and open his bag, without any knowledge or reaction time, i shouted and got all freaked out. may sound cynical through this post, but when we were at that situation, the expression i had on my face, actually made their day by showing them an expression and fear i rarely has. damn this. i was even scared by them after that incident twice! THRICE in a night!  situation got easier after talking about other topics like Cheng's future and my life as a GURU(only if you've watched "the love guru") crapped things till 6 plus in the morning before we went on our way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this post ain't long enough isn't it PK?!(guess you read it while you're in airport!)&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/1278868072105787412-7620075654541445757?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7620075654541445757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7620075654541445757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7620075654541445757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7620075654541445757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-fun-fun.html' title='FUN FUN FUN!!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SKIXb78CyfI/AAAAAAAAASI/r_UveyRMVrk/s72-c/Image120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8078197556732899785</id><published>2008-08-06T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:46:48.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnxLzhAkmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jCJ2AcVVQ18/s1600-h/Image114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231477627277054562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnxLzhAkmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jCJ2AcVVQ18/s320/Image114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the damaged tyres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnxME2hrXI/AAAAAAAAASA/G11STZ26O-o/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231477631930707314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnxME2hrXI/AAAAAAAAASA/G11STZ26O-o/s320/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; totally out of shape!&lt;br /&gt;yesterdy after work at airport, went to meet up ivor and gang for some slacking session. it was suppose to be a simple chit chat session but it turned out to be something no one desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened on our way back when ben's car, lost control of his car and bump onto the kerb, which nearly bang to ivor's car, and the whole car lost control, almost had the whole car flipped. sparks and smoke came into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God nothing happened to any of us, same to the framework of the cars. however, the tyres of the car was badly damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time, i am involved in a car accident, though no casualties, but the damage alone is enough to be tramatic! hope ben is doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings really can be predicted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivor told me that charmaine(his girlfriend) mentioned to him saying that she had a vision that he is involved in an accident, and this accident did happened!&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/1278868072105787412-8078197556732899785?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8078197556732899785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8078197556732899785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8078197556732899785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8078197556732899785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/08/first.html' title='First'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnxLzhAkmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jCJ2AcVVQ18/s72-c/Image114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-3411464265577229826</id><published>2008-08-06T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:37:10.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_UaHIkI/AAAAAAAAARg/6b-J1aWUuw8/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231475213744939586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_UaHIkI/AAAAAAAAARg/6b-J1aWUuw8/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wad a Afro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_SirpOI/AAAAAAAAARo/LHSllIP-o1c/s1600-h/PICT0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231475213244015842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_SirpOI/AAAAAAAAARo/LHSllIP-o1c/s320/PICT0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHEESSEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_tkNqUI/AAAAAAAAARw/C742Lk-vnuQ/s1600-h/PICT0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231475220498196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_tkNqUI/AAAAAAAAARw/C742Lk-vnuQ/s320/PICT0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE HANDSOMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_Iyl3sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/12gAVNI96m0/s1600-h/DSCN1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231474111114763970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_Iyl3sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/12gAVNI96m0/s320/DSCN1367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Corey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_UxemJI/AAAAAAAAARA/uVulwW9OanU/s1600-h/DSCN1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231474114331318418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_UxemJI/AAAAAAAAARA/uVulwW9OanU/s320/DSCN1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our BELOVED GIFTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_cPFLgI/AAAAAAAAARI/gdJGef5aK7M/s1600-h/DSCN1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231474116334530050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_cPFLgI/AAAAAAAAARI/gdJGef5aK7M/s320/DSCN1387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the creator of the collage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_r2y97I/AAAAAAAAARQ/8JOxOFy59mU/s1600-h/DSCN1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231474120527640498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_r2y97I/AAAAAAAAARQ/8JOxOFy59mU/s320/DSCN1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; D&amp;amp;D.... with Ji lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_rEBxUI/AAAAAAAAARY/RbIzQhLNEvk/s1600-h/DSCN1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231474120314701122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnt_rEBxUI/AAAAAAAAARY/RbIzQhLNEvk/s320/DSCN1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ice sculpture with 2 free model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrb_2GV-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Cu8AtTlJ6yk/s1600-h/DSCN1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231471308394878946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrb_2GV-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Cu8AtTlJ6yk/s320/DSCN1343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 heavenly king and our boss's boss's boss, our Father of T2(AO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrb6ALBvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_EBoAisr3gg/s1600-h/DSCN1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231471306826516210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrb6ALBvI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_EBoAisr3gg/s320/DSCN1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spastic Jesper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrcJFaWUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/feVDrioRcsI/s1600-h/DSCN1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231471310875023682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrcJFaWUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/feVDrioRcsI/s320/DSCN1354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taro, the second most handsome in office(i'm first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrcSYEEqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/fMc7QrvIs48/s1600-h/DSCN1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231471313369174690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrcSYEEqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/fMc7QrvIs48/s320/DSCN1356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us and Duty Terminal Managers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrcmt7fCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XvvCc6PVgXg/s1600-h/DSCN1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231471318829595682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnrcmt7fCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XvvCc6PVgXg/s320/DSCN1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me in Changi Youth Ambassador vest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp4Y3UM3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/EuJjWthnGoA/s1600-h/PICT0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231469597123949426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp4Y3UM3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/EuJjWthnGoA/s320/PICT0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesper stole my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp48nbjJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MygHQsjngUk/s1600-h/DSCN1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231469606720998546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp48nbjJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MygHQsjngUk/s320/DSCN1321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp4yyBEHI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uL8BON18A5o/s1600-h/DSCN1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231469604081045618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp4yyBEHI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uL8BON18A5o/s320/DSCN1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my boss, ji lei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp5PKbdZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KFuQn-y4s5E/s1600-h/DSCN1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231469611699631506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp5PKbdZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KFuQn-y4s5E/s320/DSCN1335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp5VTqzHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FUhzxmjFNVA/s1600-h/DSCN1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231469613348998258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnp5VTqzHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FUhzxmjFNVA/s320/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 heavenly king with puspa&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnuKIEFNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GpuPvTMnrR0/s1600-h/PICT0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231467222345716946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnuKIEFNI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GpuPvTMnrR0/s320/PICT0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my bosses and my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnuK8hozI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rVc-cNNOd9E/s1600-h/PICT0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231467222565757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnuK8hozI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rVc-cNNOd9E/s320/PICT0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karen, dun step like you holding on to a cigar&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnubAFZOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AUoLj--GQIo/s1600-h/PICT0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231467226875651298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnubAFZOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/AUoLj--GQIo/s320/PICT0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wad did we do before that took this the second time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnumaUNLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7uqYMtth1WA/s1600-h/PICT0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231467229938463922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnumaUNLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7uqYMtth1WA/s320/PICT0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we did this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnui5WtzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VbMpsvpRpq8/s1600-h/PICT0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231467228994910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnnui5WtzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VbMpsvpRpq8/s320/PICT0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; puspa, maintain i know i'm handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7cb3SnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oN4Dm3mM8_A/s1600-h/PICT0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231463052552391282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7cb3SnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oN4Dm3mM8_A/s320/PICT0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is one of the sweetest thing i've ever received in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7u82VvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cwMSUEt_LYs/s1600-h/PICT0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231463057522579186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7u82VvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cwMSUEt_LYs/s320/PICT0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; same to Andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7s_DHsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vAO_1bx8Gps/s1600-h/PICT0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231463056994934466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7s_DHsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/vAO_1bx8Gps/s320/PICT0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 heavenly kings with Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7zCJfDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aWj0iJrIm6E/s1600-h/PICT0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231463058618547250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj7zCJfDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aWj0iJrIm6E/s320/PICT0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 heavenly king with shu yi&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj8Izvp8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Hz2c2UEdwfA/s1600-h/PICT0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231463064463714242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnj8Izvp8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Hz2c2UEdwfA/s320/PICT0864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trying to be like sheng... STUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfMVZBPOI/AAAAAAAAANw/MFx6mf_zxtU/s1600-h/P1030219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231457845161049314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfMVZBPOI/AAAAAAAAANw/MFx6mf_zxtU/s320/P1030219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Run, run, run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfMgtu17I/AAAAAAAAAN4/JTzyapVEKuY/s1600-h/P1030220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231457848200714162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfMgtu17I/AAAAAAAAAN4/JTzyapVEKuY/s320/P1030220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfMsAXYCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/8gTUWHOQZ_Y/s1600-h/P1030233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231457851231658018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfMsAXYCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/8gTUWHOQZ_Y/s320/P1030233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; us and our drawing by Sheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfM-VO_wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7laaLnQZpto/s1600-h/P1030235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231457856151027458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfM-VO_wI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7laaLnQZpto/s320/P1030235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isn't it nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfNLbB9BI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6jolKkzrvEw/s1600-h/PICT0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231457859664999442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnfNLbB9BI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6jolKkzrvEw/s320/PICT0601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANDY... where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndCWrzn6I/AAAAAAAAANI/wf34J8vxhNc/s1600-h/P1030191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231455474686336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndCWrzn6I/AAAAAAAAANI/wf34J8vxhNc/s320/P1030191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; any photo is nice with me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndCsd4daI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-5lVawv0-yk/s1600-h/P1030192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231455480533513634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndCsd4daI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-5lVawv0-yk/s320/P1030192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndCphUUoI/AAAAAAAAANY/IIxiooV0j24/s1600-h/P1030196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231455479742616194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndCphUUoI/AAAAAAAAANY/IIxiooV0j24/s320/P1030196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their last day~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndC5k0pWI/AAAAAAAAANg/KpB1-heBoTU/s1600-h/P1030199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231455484052284770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndC5k0pWI/AAAAAAAAANg/KpB1-heBoTU/s320/P1030199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this pic! look at Sheng(in orange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndDHb08OI/AAAAAAAAANo/-bx2xsOSMYM/s1600-h/P1030201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231455487772651746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJndDHb08OI/AAAAAAAAANo/-bx2xsOSMYM/s320/P1030201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm gonna miss this gentle giant when he's away in norway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many meaningful event happened but yet have the time to blog. CAAS Dinner and Dance, Our last day, another NTU's last day, just to name a few. many photos and videos were taken. due to the poor photo management, my photos are placed all around. dun mind!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-3411464265577229826?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3411464265577229826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=3411464265577229826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3411464265577229826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3411464265577229826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/08/lost.html' title='LOST!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SJnu_UaHIkI/AAAAAAAAARg/6b-J1aWUuw8/s72-c/IMG_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4729561860333148228</id><published>2008-07-11T01:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:45:22.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SHccBFpT5dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JCKOI7oF6MU/s1600-h/Image089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221673097980274130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SHccBFpT5dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JCKOI7oF6MU/s320/Image089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the only memories i have.....&lt;br /&gt;damn.... 2 things happened in office and i dun like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, my access card most prob got de-magnetised and i can't get in the office like whenever i want. it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, the cubicle i used to sit was to be shift for the new staffs who will be coming, the shifting part makes me think that i no longer a staff or intern here anymore. this sucks too, furthemore, the shifting started without me knowing. damn this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left 3 weeks till end of intern. maybe it's a good thing afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's back tonight! no more living alone in an empty house anymore. no more cleaning up of bubble's poo and pee, no more waking up by myself, no more late for work!&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/1278868072105787412-4729561860333148228?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4729561860333148228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4729561860333148228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4729561860333148228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4729561860333148228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck.html' title='fuck'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SHccBFpT5dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JCKOI7oF6MU/s72-c/Image089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4456519620478306745</id><published>2008-07-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:15:07.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cut the emo shit</title><content type='html'>well.... i gonna cut away the emo shit thingy regarding airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, can anyone not laugh at the video of ours? we are god-damned bored and free that we could do this in airport. all captured in CCTV for sure. but, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's season for everything, both good and bad. no one ever promised us a whole life of good events, when the bad happened, let's learn from it and not to commit the same thing again=) embrace on the memories, and brace yourself up my brother and my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7a8344a9dccfc7a1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4456519620478306745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4456519620478306745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4456519620478306745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/07/cut-emo-shit.html' title='cut the emo shit'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8219414386328298311</id><published>2008-07-08T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T07:16:47.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silence</title><content type='html'>there's a silence in my house which is starting to hurt my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum' out of town and i'm home alone. got my traps set in place, so keep out of my house if you have any ill intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by looking at the calendar, it had came to me that internship will last for another 3 weeks. i only left with 3 weeks to see my contractors, 3 weeks to enter transit, 3 weeks to go around asking for discount in airport, to imagine 4 months of internship could be so fast. when you thought sub-conciously that i'm part of this family, i'm gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8219414386328298311?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8219414386328298311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8219414386328298311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8219414386328298311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8219414386328298311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/07/silence.html' title='silence'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1576520172461277657</id><published>2008-06-29T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:42:38.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.E.B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LpuyIrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0hqr5qJCkc4/s1600-h/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344502187041458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LpuyIrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0hqr5qJCkc4/s320/Image076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the prawn pond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LwAY7nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/E24zS7kle5I/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344503871499890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LwAY7nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/E24zS7kle5I/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my harvest! check out the prawn head which i devour when it still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LzW2NZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Sp7VM0NpjEw/s1600-h/P1020823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344504770999698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LzW2NZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Sp7VM0NpjEw/s320/P1020823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aren't we cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63HzfvFI/AAAAAAAAALg/hvCFgyB2t-g/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344149482617938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63HzfvFI/AAAAAAAAALg/hvCFgyB2t-g/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ninja YQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63fMO-fI/AAAAAAAAALo/5SqSiTiy3Mg/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344155760392690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63fMO-fI/AAAAAAAAALo/5SqSiTiy3Mg/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after an exhausting day at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63oAYWKI/AAAAAAAAALw/BTaXxYcLfes/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344158126594210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63oAYWKI/AAAAAAAAALw/BTaXxYcLfes/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHECK OUT OUR JACKETS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63-Uvh5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/pTLtMxcGeRI/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344164117579666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe63-Uvh5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/pTLtMxcGeRI/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHEE~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe64KlDZaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/53KNBeHQhp4/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217344167407216034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe64KlDZaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/53KNBeHQhp4/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i am damn serious, playing solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi guys, F.EB aka F.S.B is here to blog and to make all emotional and sensitive again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts, was chatting with shan moments ago and here comes the topic "doomsday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many blogs that i been to, or people that i talked to, seems to find living is a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is living in this world really such a burden that you get raptured over this issue when people says that 2012 is doomsday? in the first place, so many pedictions around talking about doomsday, the 2000 millennium, and stuffs like that, it all apparently does not come to pass. yea true though i believe that in my lifetime i do think the existence of doomsday do sounds relevant. well, people who read the bible, armageddon will happen, with its signs and prophecies realising in this days, tsunami, earthquakes and wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since you're living right now, why not think that it's only fortunate to be still breathing and living with no worries. (come on YQ, my life sucks!). but are you the worst? so much people with so much desire to live, but we over here are only thinking of ending the 'misery' that ain't nothing compared to people who are in a worse scenario.think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my life, prawning with sec school peeps, without he presence of cheng and kaili though, left me reminscing about the first visit to the prawn pond. it was fun though we had a meagre harvest. did something crazy this time, whereby i ate a live prawn raw. cruel isn't it? took the prawn out sprinkled some salt and there i went peeling the shells and had a succulent bite out of the prawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't my holland jacket nice? with the same design as jesper(portugal) and same colour as sheng(holland). still, mine and sheng's design is diff, wore it in airport together with the two bastard and i can feel the glaring of people looking at two suave guys wearing the same jacket, only till they see our back, then realise they see wrongly. i admit i'm quite stupid to buy a jasket whose country had lost the cup, esp at the moment russia won holland. but nevertheless, i LOVE ORANGE!! and holland not a bad country either, thus still proud wearing the jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1278868072105787412-1576520172461277657?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1576520172461277657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1576520172461277657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1576520172461277657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1576520172461277657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/feb.html' title='F.E.B'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGe7LpuyIrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0hqr5qJCkc4/s72-c/Image076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5063512355207618507</id><published>2008-06-27T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:06:08.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crave for a good voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdTHLYq7I/AAAAAAAAALA/IwhbOiqzLxU/s1600-h/PICT0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216607957560110002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdTHLYq7I/AAAAAAAAALA/IwhbOiqzLxU/s320/PICT0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T2(AO)Departure Team full strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdUP0nl5I/AAAAAAAAALI/UKEIPf1fa4w/s1600-h/P1020582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216607977060407186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdUP0nl5I/AAAAAAAAALI/UKEIPf1fa4w/s320/P1020582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sing some songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdUv_D6qI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MlmZoSoYk08/s1600-h/PICT0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216607985694141090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdUv_D6qI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MlmZoSoYk08/s320/PICT0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; enjoy some breeze!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdVYJNPUI/AAAAAAAAALY/AqOSlGDpZm8/s1600-h/PICT0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216607996474113346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdVYJNPUI/AAAAAAAAALY/AqOSlGDpZm8/s320/PICT0367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stop that Andy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried singing alone in airport's karaoke system while the rest played basketball after matches of badminton. i guess the feeling's is damn shiok, you do not have to care on how people judge your voice and how you sing. it is the best time to train songs that you have no confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if CAAS was to give us salary for teelin in airport, i guess monthly i will receive 1k plus, after deducting CPF. practically every night teelin. it seems that we are trying to spend time together as much as possible, fearing of the seperation that will be coming. we are getting used to gather. everyone was excited to pack their stuffs, rushing for the 6.07pm train, or the bus that they are going to catch. but on the other extreme, we are expecting for knock-off time too. but, for a very different reason, to gather around and plan where to have our dinner and spend time to slack/teelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long can this last? or it is just somethings to occupy our time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with wei xiong when he came back for our weekly sports day, i've asked him about the 'gathering' that the NTU interns plan to have, a meal once a week together. i was curious to know how did it went. but to much of my expectations, they did not met up even once. or rather, not much of a contact. please do not be sensitive, not trying distort the interns there, but rather, will this happened to us too when we left the internship? when we come back for visit, will any of the staffs(excluding those in my office) still bother to remember our names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am fighting hard to get back the mood for sjab. i must. to do my very best in this course and make something good out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've sinned this week. i've spent alot on something which is a want and not a need. but i really lke it. BECAUSE IT'S ORANGE!!!!! A Nederland's jacket. though it lost the Euro cup, but still, i like both Holland and ORANGE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1278868072105787412-5063512355207618507?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5063512355207618507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=5063512355207618507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5063512355207618507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5063512355207618507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/crave-for-good-voice.html' title='crave for a good voice'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGUdTHLYq7I/AAAAAAAAALA/IwhbOiqzLxU/s72-c/PICT0350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6378167401470287085</id><published>2008-06-24T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T09:35:04.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEd2oZgFxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wbrjm6ZGoX4/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215482667866265362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEd2oZgFxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wbrjm6ZGoX4/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at the gigantic size of the LEGO. done by my tuition kid, Xing Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEd3fEq2fI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GrBoZSPlVaE/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215482682542840306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEd3fEq2fI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GrBoZSPlVaE/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; saw this mascot at T3 transit afterour desert at Gelare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUqRXZO_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/j8dTXVc2mpA/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472559920331762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUqRXZO_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/j8dTXVc2mpA/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Damn hardworking i know=) (during the shifting of work around 3am in airport?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUqXc3kiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gXbl0AEc_qo/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472561553904162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUqXc3kiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gXbl0AEc_qo/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, isn't he the one who is featured in STOMP for squatting looking at girl's upskirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUqkF1tFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_qRX1pyJKI8/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472564946973778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUqkF1tFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_qRX1pyJKI8/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come on Bubble, give me a shot!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUrJej-oI/AAAAAAAAAKg/kJCT2-d76W8/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472574982781570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUrJej-oI/AAAAAAAAAKg/kJCT2-d76W8/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUrb2Ds9I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ynxPZwyaNsM/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215472579913167826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEUrb2Ds9I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ynxPZwyaNsM/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got PO, BEWARE! (during the present hunt for Sinli)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a half day off today to check my payment issue in TP. out of sudden, i started to hate travelling on bus. from airport took 27, den change to 15 settle TP stuffs, took 69 to Bedok for tuition den took 28 to my house there and took 34 back to airport to meet the rest for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the pay from CAAS has arrived. thinking if i should buy the Pedro shoes, since airport have discount for staff, to my dismay, a pathetic 10% discount given only, (after adding 7% GST, you only got 3% discount afterall). perhaps i should save it up till i see something that worth my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random thoughts for the day, maybe it may apply to you, for those who have eyes, let them see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you sometimes get pissed off by someone who is insensitive to the people around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you sometimes felt insulted for the words people said to you?(though they dun meant it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people may not know that they already gave people that kinda impression, but, to the receivers, they might not be able to within the 'Jokes' or 'Behaviour' they person is showing/expressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people are harmless, just irritating and maybe nuisance to the conversation, to some extend, they might not even want the presence of that person on the next gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could sense some nodding of heads as reader as scrolling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the contrary, YOU MIGHT BE THE PERSON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think you're that kinda person, some advise=) (P.S not saying that i'm not one, or i damn holy to judge people, but just giving my 2 cents thoughts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) look at the receiver,is he/she sensitive to the subject that you are gonna say? will you hurt her indirectly because of the words you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) look at the environment, perhaps saying the same things to an individual and saying it in front of the whole crowd with the same subject may have different impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)do not assume that the person will be such magnanimous to forgive and forget everytime you say the same things which will hurt the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do admit sometimes i such an ass. just hope that no one will do such things to my circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a little tough to walk down slope sometimes on airport, so i did this. took at 2 diff angle=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=80b6fc6f3ca7e10c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6378167401470287085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6378167401470287085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6378167401470287085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6378167401470287085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SGEd2oZgFxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wbrjm6ZGoX4/s72-c/Image068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2099607165218295592</id><published>2008-06-23T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:53:06.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>tried to upload some photos but can't will try agin next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway in office today. celebrated sinli's birthday with a swensen ice cream cake. well, dun seems like a surprise for her though, as if she knows that we are gonna that mini celebration for her. chee chiang, my cute boss's boss's boss, let us hear his ringtone. M is for mummy, mummy i love you, M is for mummy, mummy i love you, M is for mummy, mummy i love you, mummy mummy mummy, i love you. D is for daddy, daddy i love you.......... S is for sister, sister i love you...... wosh! actually, this ringtone is sang and recorded by his daughter, who learnt this song and sang this song during a car ride while my boss boss boss is driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the expression of chee chiang, i could see from his eyes, how much he loved his daughter, how much fatherly love he had for his two daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a teen, i know i could not understand his feeling as a father, but what i do know, is a father's love we could get, what we all called kinship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go back to TP to settle some school payment issues, will wanna take this chance also to see how is the campus like now, after so long in attachment. after which will be back to airport to meet the rest for dinner at Gelare. time for teelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so, what's teelin? it does explain or define in dictionary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of Wei Sheng, which is also my friend's friend, happened to have a father who love to slack, practically slack, he could lie down anyway and everywhere, even at doorstep, he could lie down. what is his name, Mr Teelin. thus, this new word is been found and used by us and Wei Sheng's friend. sounds cool? i think is very cool to used a person's name as a description.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2099607165218295592?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2099607165218295592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2099607165218295592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2099607165218295592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2099607165218295592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5450605044692587558</id><published>2008-06-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:46:38.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i knew that you're still in my dreams</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SHAN AND SIN LI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to facial together with Andy at Serangoon for 3 1/2hour. slept  during the mask and steaming part. enjoyable experience. i love the face massage the most. completely indulged in the music played and the comfy bed they had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SINLI!(may not be appropriate to type it here due to huge amount of readers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;had the sweetest(i think so) dream i had yesterday night. i was @$%@^&amp;amp;#%##^&amp;amp;#%^#%&amp;amp;*^$^&amp;amp;@$%@^#%&amp;amp;#^@$^@&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;#@#^^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;()&amp;amp; (this convo is between me and Him!) heard that Ivor's coming back to You. whe will be my turn? i guess i will not be back home so soon ba. save the best for the last! till then, watched over me, with fleets of archangels behind my back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, time for bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-5450605044692587558?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5450605044692587558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=5450605044692587558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5450605044692587558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5450605044692587558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-knew-that-youre-still-in-my-dreams.html' title='i knew that you&apos;re still in my dreams'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8064335144829314594</id><published>2008-06-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:54:38.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE STORY</title><content type='html'>To begin with, this love story of truly tell us that life is a bed of roses, because it does sting you sometimes with it thorns, the thorns of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynical to say, but this post was meant for one of my brothers, a brother named being kept confidential for privacy purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who knew him, he was not able to get over a girl, one who gave him a bigger perspective of views and thoughts, I believe. Well, though after it’s been more than a year, he just kept on pondering, pondering and pondering, picturing the shattered pieces would one day eventually joined back. To make this unfruitful dream come to past, he made a bold move. He initiated a mail to her, telling of things which he wanted to express out much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let’s be more poetic! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skies turned grey, clouds overshadowed the poor boy, she replied. As he read the letter, as he read on, he stared at this sentence, “ we are two very different individuals” &amp;amp; “ we were young and stupid back then”. HOW CAN YOU NOT BE SHATTERED AFTER SEEING SUCH THINGS FROM THE GIRL WHO YOU TRY TO MAKE UP FOR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Back to author’s point of view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we all been through this stage, the stage of feeling lost. How pathetic human’s emotion can be. The great author here also been through, still regretting, but one cold, hard fact that I know is, we can’t turn back the clock and sort things out. Seeing the girl you like got together with another guy, the feeling’s not good, it’s damn sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the Advisory Wing of this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear boy, the only thing we can do is to embrace on the sweet memories that we once had, learn from it and not to commit such wishing thinking anymore. MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re not heavy, you’re my brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8064335144829314594?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8064335144829314594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8064335144829314594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8064335144829314594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8064335144829314594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-story.html' title='LOVE STORY'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6421542312675451279</id><published>2008-06-16T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:10:32.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring</title><content type='html'>Such a hectic weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in airport for OT for eleven hours! which add up normal working hours of nine hours, i've worked a total of 20 HOURS, not including the hours i slack in airport waiting for time to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it though, witnessing every single partition being teared down and transport to store. oh ya, to all loyal and faithful readers, remember the long way to South Finger storeroom? i've made a total of seven trips back and forth to the store. and trip takes about thirty to forty five mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, everything ended at 730am and take a short nap till 8, make my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*knocked out completely for over 10 hours to recuperate and recover from the fatigue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much happening things during this weekend. mainly spent on resting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6421542312675451279?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6421542312675451279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6421542312675451279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6421542312675451279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6421542312675451279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/tiring.html' title='tiring'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5030713630772363413</id><published>2008-06-11T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:55:29.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baffling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC4Su9OHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4lo8mFH6UWk/s1600-h/picTure577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210667934992382066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC4Su9OHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4lo8mFH6UWk/s320/picTure577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC46GLmtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ZwGkX09SFwY/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210667945558776530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC46GLmtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ZwGkX09SFwY/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seniors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC5NTyeuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qJ1R9M5RnqU/s1600-h/DSC08065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210667950716123874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC5NTyeuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qJ1R9M5RnqU/s320/DSC08065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the one i hope to groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC55MyvVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sMfXT9qVVps/s1600-h/CIMG0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210667962497940818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC55MyvVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sMfXT9qVVps/s320/CIMG0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at wong lee hom's concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC6I1L3mI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9I7tb9rKZsY/s1600-h/CIMG0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210667966693891682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC6I1L3mI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9I7tb9rKZsY/s320/CIMG0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheers~&lt;br /&gt;a ah oh ah sjab ah~~ we are the best of sjab ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's me type something about a passion once burned ferociously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a statement to clear things out for some of my dear friends......some MAY be proficient in MUAY THAI, some MAY be proficient in TAEKWONDO, some MAY be even proficient in STREET FIGHT. NOW I'M SAYING, I AM DAMN PROUD TO BE A FIRST AIDER! (just a comment that i wanted to voice out long ago, thinking when the fight gets going and you're injured, who do you need most? you think first aider can't fight? wahahaha~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing personally, just wanna be an anal to my brothers who will protect me with their lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but truthfully, this CCA has became my part and parcel of my life. this is my seventh year in this brigade, the place which grooms me and the place i hopefully groom people. the environment where few appreciate. without it, i am not the YQ you guys see today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YQ, stop bullshitting, the sjab in my school does not seems to be what you've described."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you that did happened in EVSJAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, the only thing i do know is out of duty. passion has gone down, morale was low for me.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-5030713630772363413?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5030713630772363413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=5030713630772363413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5030713630772363413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5030713630772363413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/baffling.html' title='baffling'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SFAC4Su9OHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4lo8mFH6UWk/s72-c/picTure577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5889742873644482853</id><published>2008-06-10T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:25:07.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genki/Yotei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b5tTCAyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/55IsD6g8HtI/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210273234628510498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b5tTCAyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/55IsD6g8HtI/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drinking the hearts out on the last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b6Khb77I/AAAAAAAAAIc/SKY1FSzHncc/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210273242473557938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b6Khb77I/AAAAAAAAAIc/SKY1FSzHncc/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah Yongggggggg~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b6hTRVMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VUXIsfm-GVg/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210273248588158146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b6hTRVMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/VUXIsfm-GVg/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last moment of Genki/Yotei TM's Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b7BWRewI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CAA4xKq1_JM/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210273257190685442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b7BWRewI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CAA4xKq1_JM/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; once my workplace T3 Genki/Yotei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b7r9SQJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dO84SNt__SQ/s1600-h/%E5%9B%BE%E5%83%8F010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210273268628603026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b7r9SQJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dO84SNt__SQ/s320/%E5%9B%BE%E5%83%8F010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still remember this?! mm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aDilvLiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/B0zULHlqMaM/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210271204529614370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aDilvLiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/B0zULHlqMaM/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i only want to take with ah wang~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aD7aBWeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IyOjYbsUixU/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210271211191359970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aD7aBWeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IyOjYbsUixU/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zarilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aEXkYQrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pgsGGrDnDPQ/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210271218750997170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aEXkYQrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pgsGGrDnDPQ/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mandy and Xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aE3epQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jj-NvmAUa_M/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210271227316880194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aE3epQ0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jj-NvmAUa_M/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huggies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aFDIx7II/AAAAAAAAAIM/Hy_ii_iov2A/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210271230446398594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6aFDIx7II/AAAAAAAAAIM/Hy_ii_iov2A/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sniffs and Sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZOna1WGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZUTZfJ-xNto/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210270295292991586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZOna1WGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZUTZfJ-xNto/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZPCKpdHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/K5cza_eVNBE/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210270302472860786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZPCKpdHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/K5cza_eVNBE/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the manager who recruit me and taught me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZPSq8I8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hPVtP96giYc/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210270306903270338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZPSq8I8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/hPVtP96giYc/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wilson and chen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZP_bexqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/khyMuuxYQXs/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210270318918026914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZP_bexqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/khyMuuxYQXs/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Richie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZQJIoUtI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_u-CPdpF1vE/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210270321523315410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6ZQJIoUtI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_u-CPdpF1vE/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drunk ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genki~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first job once i stepped out from secondary school. so much memories... ... i really mean alot of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this company has no much benefit for staffs, not to mention for the part-timer, still, i had render my service there for about 2 yrs plus?(plus minus the period i quitted for some reasons) the bond of the staffs there are incredibly close and share the joy of hitting the sales target and woes of having diffcult managers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much damn memories, all the laughters, the quarrels, the murmuring, the gossips, the sweet moments, we all shared it all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the transition period from Genki to Yotei, things weren't the same anymore, the uniform changed, the system changed, till the outlet closed down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i witnessed the every moment when the general workers sealed up the entrance of Yotei when we were still inside reminiscing the past and shared gratitude. hugs were given, tears were shed. all hatred we had were resolved, only wishing of the greener pastures they will be facing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL THE BEST PEEPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-5889742873644482853?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5889742873644482853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=5889742873644482853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5889742873644482853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5889742873644482853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/genkiyotei.html' title='Genki/Yotei'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE6b5tTCAyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/55IsD6g8HtI/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6438456767512558253</id><published>2008-06-09T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:24:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE1nL5vgY1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RxKm-7KCTcw/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209933798113829714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE1nL5vgY1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RxKm-7KCTcw/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIGURE OF THE DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, a photo a day to brighten all u guys day, especially those in T2AO. actually got no mood to post today but after looking into JESPER'S eyes who sooooooooooo interested in me blogging today about this particular guy above. I SHALL BLOG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, i guessed most of you guys know that there's a plastic type around cardboard, esp those to secure rims of papers. here comes the funny part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, before i start, should i first introduced him to you guys. FANTASTIC NAME OF RODERICK LAU!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was asked by PUSPA to collect some baskets from her storeroom for AETOS WHICH is located at the south finger, (btw, our office is located at north, rough estimation of 1 km?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he went there happily(i supposed, due to him ever slim and sleeky eyes which is comparable to those of ANDY'S). according to puspa, he went there around 4 plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so times passes so fast, without knowing he met up with a BIGGGGGGGG problem! Jesper approached me and told me Mr Rod. had some serious problem, determined through the phone call convo by ROD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here comes the four warriors, ANDY, SHENG, JESPER and HANDSOME YQ YSK INTERN(that's me!) to the rescue. the point is.... roderick is trapped there for roughly two hours when we went to rescue him. damn, had to walked to south finger to find out what is the main problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we finally reached the store, only to know that RODERICK IS STILL SMILING!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE EVEN HAD PROBLEM OPENING THE STOREROOM DOOR!!!!!!! I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after some struggling, the door is opened(you must had think that roderick opened the door, YOU ARE SO DAMN WRONG!! I AM THE ONE WHO OPENED THAT *&amp;amp;$^@ DOOR!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shouted "WHERE IS THE THING?! WHERE IS IT?!" (HE WAS STILL, I MEAN STILL SMILING!!!!!!!!) only to point at this package with the plastic band to cut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recap, he spent 2 hours, but yet to cut the band. reason being no sharp object to cut! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here comes HANDSOME YQ YSK INTERN(that's ME=) ) , opened both package in mm...... last than a min? GOD, HAVE MERCY ON ME!!!! I HAVE WEAK HEART!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all broke down into laughter and Jesper and I went bonkers and damn like 2 mad chicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE, READ ON!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;during the walk back, beside the laughter we had, roderick told this to us" i knew i never regret making you guys as my friends." ( CAN YOU BELIEVE WAD HE SAID??!?!?!?!?!??!) another round of laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, he spoke with no intelligence at all after i called him to shut up " we must stay united!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FORGIVE ME, BUT I SWEAR I WAS CURSING AND SWEARING LIKE A MAD DOG! &lt;/div&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Roderick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i only get to know you from the start of this internship, let's say 14th april? but your "captivating eyes" and that nosensical blabbering that you gave us were definately a tremendous fun to our internship. you are the man, you are the one, my only laugh factor in the office. please forgive me if i hurt you in any way, be it intentionally or unintentionally(most of it is intended though). i truly hope that you could find your calling, that utmost occupation which u most probably enjoy it till your last breathe. i found a good job that is in need of an applicant, i thought it would be good if you join, the company is MOSCOW CIRCUS. i strongly thing you got the capability and that untapped talent which is waiting for you to unleash it. do let me know if you're interested!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Great Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Handsome YQ YSK Intern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T2AO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1278868072105787412-6438456767512558253?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6438456767512558253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6438456767512558253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6438456767512558253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6438456767512558253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/wad-day.html' title='wad a day'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SE1nL5vgY1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/RxKm-7KCTcw/s72-c/Image036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8577346009339290978</id><published>2008-06-08T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:32:47.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>caas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SEwJk3qJW5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/5xR_cp2BJsM/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209549397981485970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SEwJk3qJW5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/5xR_cp2BJsM/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice weekend spent with colleagues from caas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-Cap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went my house for mahjong session with my mum, ended up with a total loss of $150? it's suppossed to be a fun session, keke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterwhich went down to town have dinner where we also met up with shu yi sin li and jesper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;head down to east coast to have supper after some rounding, thanks to my chaffeur Andy, he should be sack for the waste of petrol consumption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;done some stupid stuffs there, pull ups, running, and taking of photos at the jetty, slacking by the jetty and enjoying the breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for today, went for Hi-tea at Lao Beijing located at PS, damn pissed off, cant eat much there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;singing session and tau hwueing at rochor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn paiseh to pang seh Pia tat they all for not going to badminton, paiseh to pang seh Ivor not to visit hulbert, pai seh to pang seh Mother and Cheng for not going to Sentosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to work tml, damn worry for the contractor and the tearing down of comic store. mm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with so many days spent with my circle of trust, start to make me ponder, what kinda person i actually am, on how people view of me, not too bad, i like the discussion we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought i could move on with my life,to start afresh and only to find out that i'm still not ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Internship can sometimes be so cruel to us", this is somehow what Shu Yi had said to me randomly during our small chit chat. true enough, when we just enter this company with no relationship, we started to build the foundation, getting to know each other more, and when this foundation of friendship has barely drilled, time to say bye and back to our individual life. in the shoes of Shu Yi, and other perm staffs in the office, i would feel very awkard if one day one of the intern came up to you and you could not recall their name, because they had not leave any footprint in you path of life. 15 interns in the office, 6 NTU gone, left 9. sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;before i got more cranky, shall stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8577346009339290978?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8577346009339290978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8577346009339290978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8577346009339290978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8577346009339290978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/06/caas.html' title='caas'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SEwJk3qJW5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/5xR_cp2BJsM/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-439507854141217751</id><published>2008-06-02T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:45:59.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A test of BRAVERY</title><content type='html'>what a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my most nervous day of my life i shall say. for all T2AO Brothers and Sisters, you know what i am referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess it's a fruitless effort made by me. huge gratitude to Ji Lei and Ezza! go and die these people who make me worse by some stupid actions: ANDY NG, CHRISTOPHER KWA, CHRISTOPHER CHUA, ZHANG SHU YI and SHI CHUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, till now............ u know what i meant don't you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now declare, I WILL NOT GO INTO T2 TRANSIT FOR TML!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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BRAVERY'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4897774346147936527</id><published>2008-05-28T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T05:37:07.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>undecisive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beautiful isn't it? Sunflower garden @T2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1MzSL4TaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7Zlpo9iA-O0/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205401188248866210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1MzSL4TaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7Zlpo9iA-O0/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1IBiL4TUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eydXRxCCKwc/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the most beautiful sunflower has its dowfall. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1MziL4TbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-Hk1fD6QHa8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205401192543833522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1MziL4TbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-Hk1fD6QHa8/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be a sports day again. badminton, tennis and soccer for tomorrow! alot more interns are joining i suppose, gonna be another sweating day!went to Visual Orgasm with andy to have his first tattoo session. Bio-Mechanism. Nice outline, 4 more session to go... some pictures of the process of tattooing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1KiiL4TVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/K9o8BAfbfNw/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bionic heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1KjSL4TWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/00Bmhc7Y-Ds/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205398714347703650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1KjSL4TWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/00Bmhc7Y-Ds/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1KjiL4TXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RdGODKhBWZ4/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205398718642670962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1KjiL4TXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RdGODKhBWZ4/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1KkCL4TZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/AV1w7bCcv0A/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1IBiL4TUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eydXRxCCKwc/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not bad huh. den some may ask, YQ u also wanna have something like tat? my reply is mayb and mayb not. but definately not at the moment when impression do counts for me. not my looks but the generally outlook, still dun have the courage to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to interview at China One, near MOS. got in, but i think i can't really suit the timing they offer me, so i forgoing this great offer. money is not as important as the lack of sleep i having right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be having a chalet with my office people as a farewell celebration for the first batch of interns from NTU. nice people with nice attitude. after they leave, interns number will drop from 15 to 9! (still alot of interns for an office, whereby there's only 8 to 9 perm staffs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-4897774346147936527?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4897774346147936527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4897774346147936527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4897774346147936527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4897774346147936527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/05/undecisive.html' title='undecisive'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SD1MzSL4TaI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7Zlpo9iA-O0/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4638002923038961447</id><published>2008-05-25T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:43:46.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of photos to be viewed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9yiL4TQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nV2wLahLFC0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204258782782704898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9yiL4TQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nV2wLahLFC0/s320/Snapshot_20080522_23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alienano Jesperado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RSL4TLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/r0_cT50hBmM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204258211552054450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RSL4TLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/r0_cT50hBmM/s320/Snapshot_20080522_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freaky Chucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RiL4TMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QStPR4qpkDI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204258215847021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RiL4TMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QStPR4qpkDI/s320/Snapshot_20080522_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RyL4TNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2vR_0uPgIQM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204258220141989074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RyL4TNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2vR_0uPgIQM/s320/Snapshot_20080522_17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ugly Bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RyL4TOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5OIO0I5UB9o/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204258220141989090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9RyL4TOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5OIO0I5UB9o/s320/Snapshot_20080522_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9SCL4TPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yQfjBqUVk-U/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204258224436956402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9SCL4TPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yQfjBqUVk-U/s320/Snapshot_20080522_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bu dao wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8xiL4TGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ELWRRwfWQxI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204257666091207778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8xiL4TGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ELWRRwfWQxI/s320/Snapshot_20080522_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acting cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8xyL4THI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g1ayMnp4dVA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204257670386175090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8xyL4THI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g1ayMnp4dVA/s320/Snapshot_20080522_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we really kissed, my first kiss to a guy! THANKS SHUYI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8yCL4TII/AAAAAAAAAEU/Gvb9yiD6ZXE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204257674681142402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8yCL4TII/AAAAAAAAAEU/Gvb9yiD6ZXE/s320/Snapshot_20080522_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Retard Andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8yCL4TJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yzA7svtl_Cc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204257674681142418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8yCL4TJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yzA7svtl_Cc/s320/Snapshot_20080522_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAO MING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk8ySL4TKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L2LhnreJDXo/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080522_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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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/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SDk9yiL4TQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nV2wLahLFC0/s72-c/Snapshot_20080522_23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8501252551465569410</id><published>2008-05-19T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T05:33:01.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rendezvous</title><content type='html'>What a rendezvous day we had together yesteday. Lots of fun, though there's no pictures of the places we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up Andy, Christopher, Si Chun, Shu Yi and her boyfriend(mm... what's his name again? my bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sing k at Dynasty, an eye opener for me. from the exterior, it looked a little run-down, located at peace centre beside paradiz centre. took a lift up to the second storey and that very moment the door opened, it looks totally like those you see in hong kong series of typical gangfights which happened in those KTV. not a very decent place whereby see maids(i strongly believe) go for dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being there with the sole interest of singing, we booked a room which able to contain the 6 of us. guess how much does it cost to sing there for 3 hrs with 6 pax? S$48!&lt;br /&gt;which include 6 drinks with is very ex of 5 bucks and it's real small cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs are all updated and have screen where you could watch soccer on sports channel when you're not singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that 3hrs of off-form, went to eat at lao beijing, have zha chan men and xiao long bao, not bad for a meal=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to rochor to have beancurd and soybean. i must say the stuffs there are real good which is very different from the normal stalls that you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, went to forum's coffeebean to slack till one plus and cabbed home free. courtesy by CHRIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to have such meetings more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i just got on hold of Cannon in D, you might say this song kinda outdated. but i say, till you hear the one SANG by choir, then you will know the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours-in-edification&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8501252551465569410?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8501252551465569410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8501252551465569410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8501252551465569410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8501252551465569410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/05/rendezvous.html' title='rendezvous'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1605345833089727587</id><published>2008-05-17T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:46:16.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures for PK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6LvGooBPI/AAAAAAAAACc/k8P0QQ9GPb8/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201248261010621682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6LvGooBPI/AAAAAAAAACc/k8P0QQ9GPb8/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; took it using Ivor's Nikon camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6JumooBKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vhxCeiZnIAY/s1600-h/C001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201246053397431458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6JumooBKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vhxCeiZnIAY/s320/C001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the next top artist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6Ju2ooBLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kK5wSXWAEc4/s1600-h/C002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201246057692398770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6Ju2ooBLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kK5wSXWAEc4/s320/C002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just smile it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6JvGooBMI/AAAAAAAAACE/8QC37dAc22w/s1600-h/C003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201246061987366082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6JvGooBMI/AAAAAAAAACE/8QC37dAc22w/s320/C003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANDY?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6JvWooBNI/AAAAAAAAACM/2_u-ZkDkYFo/s1600-h/C035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201246066282333394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6JvWooBNI/AAAAAAAAACM/2_u-ZkDkYFo/s320/C035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WEISHENG?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6Jv2ooBOI/AAAAAAAAACU/NQxr4gT8ZZc/s1600-h/C024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201246074872268002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6Jv2ooBOI/AAAAAAAAACU/NQxr4gT8ZZc/s320/C024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T2AM Project Management Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HjmooBFI/AAAAAAAAABM/73kUZkdAFGk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201243665395614802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HjmooBFI/AAAAAAAAABM/73kUZkdAFGk/s320/Snapshot_20080514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nothing better do in office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6Hj2ooBGI/AAAAAAAAABU/uyh7p4x30p4/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080514_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201243669690582114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6Hj2ooBGI/AAAAAAAAABU/uyh7p4x30p4/s320/Snapshot_20080514_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; angry look~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201243673985549426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HkGooBHI/AAAAAAAAABc/T0s6EiAIPu4/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Santa YQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HkWooBII/AAAAAAAAABk/jWN4_bq0ktg/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201243678280516738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HkWooBII/AAAAAAAAABk/jWN4_bq0ktg/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knight Andy&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HkmooBJI/AAAAAAAAABs/qyyNG5yTtjk/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201243682575484050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6HkmooBJI/AAAAAAAAABs/qyyNG5yTtjk/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Injured Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc64dce33090bc8c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc64dce33090bc8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331376332%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D407D7AAC97E3F9A7B3CE6EC7232EFF3EF9E308F2.841032F28460D83E318301D9F1A944B24A841E95%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc64dce33090bc8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGOc93zeKz_uaRz7kny0QdqMdTxs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc64dce33090bc8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331376332%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D407D7AAC97E3F9A7B3CE6EC7232EFF3EF9E308F2.841032F28460D83E318301D9F1A944B24A841E95%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc64dce33090bc8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGOc93zeKz_uaRz7kny0QdqMdTxs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is damn cynical and silly. Wei Sheng wanted to take a photo of us acting cute using Mr Rod's Laptop, however, in the midst of the posing, we are actually caught in video!*Viewer's Discretion is Advised" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1605345833089727587?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dc64dce33090bc8c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1605345833089727587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1605345833089727587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1605345833089727587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1605345833089727587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-for-pk.html' title='pictures for PK'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SC6LvGooBPI/AAAAAAAAACc/k8P0QQ9GPb8/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4360308474083374997</id><published>2008-05-10T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:42:51.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IQ test</title><content type='html'>came back from Yotei and here i am with several IQ quiz, maybe i got share some here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. one of the dark night, this 4 guys wanna cross over to the other end of the bridge, however, for some reason, all the four guys take different time to cross. first guy, a min, second, 2 mins, third, 5 mins and last guy took 8 mins. as it's very dark, they took out the only lamp that they have. only 2 can share and cross together. what is the fastest time you could think of for all the guys to cross the bridge.(if man1 and man2 walk across, one of them must come back with the lamp and time should be included. also take note when walk across, you take the time of the man who takes longer time.) Normal people would say is 17 mins, however few will say it's 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. there is this family of 2 sisters whose parents passed away for some reason. in a funeral, there is this very handsome guy who attend the funeral, but never to be seen again, the younger sister, who wanted to see the guy again, she did something. what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be going to some porridge buffet for mother's day celebration i think with my family, think it will be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some photos that were taken during one of the events which i handle in airport, will upload when i got hold of those pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-4360308474083374997?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4360308474083374997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4360308474083374997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4360308474083374997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4360308474083374997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/05/iq-test.html' title='IQ test'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7268387418658704233</id><published>2008-04-26T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:51:14.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN4c6uWdnI/AAAAAAAAABE/O4uPikn_Hco/s1600-h/CIMG2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193627233483650674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN4c6uWdnI/AAAAAAAAABE/O4uPikn_Hco/s320/CIMG2572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the project management team~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN3q6uWdmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IjblO4EOWrQ/s1600-h/CIMG2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193626374490191458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN3q6uWdmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IjblO4EOWrQ/s320/CIMG2574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me acting as the male version of my dear supervisor Puspa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN296uWdlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7XlHQERUMjI/s1600-h/DSCF1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193625601396078162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN296uWdlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7XlHQERUMjI/s320/DSCF1180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the six slackest interns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN2d6uWdkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HbARrBLiwlg/s1600-h/DSCF1172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193625051640264258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN2d6uWdkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HbARrBLiwlg/s320/DSCF1172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how sweet are they to celebrate birthday for Jesper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN2O6uWdjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XZxlitq7bys/s1600-h/DSCF1170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193624793942226482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN2O6uWdjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XZxlitq7bys/s320/DSCF1170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; discussing about serious matter...(like my jacket?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN2BauWdiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T-fva4eVizc/s1600-h/DSCF1168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193624562013992482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN2BauWdiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T-fva4eVizc/s320/DSCF1168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday boy, Jesper Ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN1nauWdhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3gZAOYYm_Pc/s1600-h/25042008892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193624115337393682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN1nauWdhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3gZAOYYm_Pc/s320/25042008892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during office hours, T2AM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN046uWdgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eP906w34AOE/s1600-h/22042008887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193623316473476610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN046uWdgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eP906w34AOE/s320/22042008887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the whole of T2AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first time posting photos on blog, a short intro about my workplace. picture speaks a thousand words=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-7268387418658704233?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7268387418658704233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7268387418658704233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7268387418658704233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7268387418658704233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/04/project-management-team-me-acting-as.html' title=''/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLM9ZFBhuo4/SBN4c6uWdnI/AAAAAAAAABE/O4uPikn_Hco/s72-c/CIMG2572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-3900374030752402084</id><published>2008-04-26T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:28:25.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz?</title><content type='html'>for the sake of xueling. . .&lt;br /&gt;1.What Age Do You Wish To Get Married ?&lt;br /&gt;the time i able to support a family of my own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What Do You Want To Do Now?&lt;br /&gt;setting of own business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What Is The Dumbest Thing You Have Done In Your Life?&lt;br /&gt;made someone think that they have fall for the wrong person and can never be rectified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do You Think You Have Enough Confidence?&lt;br /&gt;enough to make a fool of myself to put a smile on people's face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Any Dreams?&lt;br /&gt;ya, to live in a pirvate estate and established business with partner to share my joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Do You Believe In Eternity Love?&lt;br /&gt;yea, i've seen it, with much comsuming love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What Are You Afraid?&lt;br /&gt;be lonely for the rest of my life, with no money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If You Meet Someone You Love,Would You Confess To Him/Her ?&lt;br /&gt;no idea. . . haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.List Three Good Points Of The Person Who Tagged You.&lt;br /&gt;talking about xueling?&lt;br /&gt;must i bootlick her?&lt;br /&gt;her smile, her attitude, lastly, her big face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What Do You Like To Do, If You Were Able To Go Back In Time?&lt;br /&gt;i would never done all those stupid things that causes such sorrow now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Type Of People You Hate?&lt;br /&gt;to say i don't, i'm lying, to name out i can't think of any, just dun piss me off can le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do You Cherish Everyone Of Your Friends ?&lt;br /&gt;i do i do and i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Do You Believe In God ?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you think the most important thing in your life is?&lt;br /&gt;attachment in CAAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do You Need To Have A BoyFriend/GirlFriend ?&lt;br /&gt;at the moment not a need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What Kind Of Friends Do You Hope To Be In Their Eyes?&lt;br /&gt;well, if everyone were to have the same thinking, i would have been very busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.If You Have A Chance, Which Part Of Your Character Would You Like To Change?&lt;br /&gt;my think-too-much brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What Is Your Wish For Now ?&lt;br /&gt;have a pass with commendation for SIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do You Believe In Fate?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.How do you think of yourself?&lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;Instruction:Remove 1 Question And Add In Your Own Personal Question.Make A Total Of 20 Question. Tagged 8 Friends Then Notify Then Through Their TagBoard.List The Tagged People Out. Whoever Does The Quiz Will Be Blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-3900374030752402084?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3900374030752402084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=3900374030752402084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3900374030752402084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3900374030752402084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiz.html' title='quiz?'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2350337520993215309</id><published>2008-04-08T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:31:19.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lobang lobang lobangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SHIRT PRINTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, if anyone of you guys are interested in having t-shirts for your class, or wadsoever, i had a contact which quote relatively cheaper prices than other supplier due to cheaper moulding costs and suppliers from malaysia and vietnam, which really bring down the price. same issue, if you have more quantity the price of the shirt also drop for sure! provides embriodery, printing, and all different types of shirt materials are all available. if you need such contact, dun hesistate to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WHOLESALE PHONES &amp;amp; PSP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, another deal where phones and psp are sold at near wholesale price, however this is still a pending issue, so will keep you guys updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2350337520993215309?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2350337520993215309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2350337520993215309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2350337520993215309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2350337520993215309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/04/lobang-lobang-lobangs.html' title='lobang lobang lobangs'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4503446079965271563</id><published>2008-04-08T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:00:39.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAAS</title><content type='html'>yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say, to know the results of the placement of internship. disappointed though. was sent to CAAS to work in the admin dept. MAN! ADMIN, the one i feared most! though others also in CAAS, but they are in legal dept, finance, accounting, research, MARKETING, or even CCTV dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among the 127 students in B.I.T, more than 30 i suppose was posted to CAAS. most of them were my friends, so hope it would be a good experience for the whole sems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-4503446079965271563?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4503446079965271563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4503446079965271563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4503446079965271563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4503446079965271563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/04/caas.html' title='CAAS'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6890151976363899646</id><published>2008-04-01T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:01:31.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>april fool people!</title><content type='html'>by the time you guys happened to drop by and take a look at this ever-exciting tagboard of mine, you guys must have been pranked by some true friends. if not, sad for you, no one bother to disturb at this rare occassion of APRIL FOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was posted to work at TM again today and at as the minute hand hit the digit twelve, i made my first prank sms to my district manager, told her that i wasn't able to help out at tm. next, i've called my god-ma a.k.a manager that i met with an accident, woken up from dreamland and heard such 'tragic' accident happening on her 'son'. she nearly rushed down to see me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng was not an exception. same topic and same, he intent to cab down to look for me... good acting skill, way to go YQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while ivor called kaili to go toilet in the middle of the night, that pig didn't pick up the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disturb one of my friends saying i like her and hope could work things out, in return i got punked! she replied saying 'sure, i've been admiring you for sooooo long'. damned one of the unsucessful cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the extend i fooled the nearby coffeeshop waiter and customer at genki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YQ IS BAD AT APRIL FOOL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got a prank today by my 'sister' saying urgent and call this number, i knew it was a prank but thought she really no batt, so i called. ended up i called IMH hotline. DAMNED! YQ also got punked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6890151976363899646?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6890151976363899646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6890151976363899646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6890151976363899646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6890151976363899646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fool-people.html' title='april fool people!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-536095521788217976</id><published>2008-03-27T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:40:04.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>worth to blog~</title><content type='html'>something made me to decide to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear friend, cheng hwee, made to accompany him to Ang Mo Kio to collect his purchase of a "CABAL" lanyard he bought it from an online gamer. as wonderful as i can be, as brotherly as i am, he went there with the company of me and Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here is the main purpose of me blogging. we went to Hougang Mall to wait for Chris as he make his way down from home. walking aimlessly, we had our eyes fall on this shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shop is filled with not only mine, but also cheng's memory of childhood. what kids like us in the past would be entertained with. wooden gun with rubber band as ammo, water snake, rubik's cube, disappearing ink, and much more variety is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got ourselves stuck there for around 20-30 mins. i got myself the ink to play some pranks on Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even got myself a namecard from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by any chance people of my age, or younger who wanna experience the childhood, the shop name is TOYRIFIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dwell on to the sweet childhood of mine~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-536095521788217976?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2710509676033031931</id><published>2008-03-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:26:51.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back YQ!</title><content type='html'>how much can my blog miss me without visiting it for more than a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done so far with days without blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far too much things had happened in my life, for every good things i hope to embrace, for every undesired things that happened, i wish to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quitted genki for a moment and now i'm back with the company once again, with the support by the management, i'm now stationed at Terminal 3 kiosk, visited it today with ivor, a small yet cosy working environment to be in. to change of jobscopes, no longer a server who runs around like a crazy fellow together with a few good friends, no more runner serving food to customers' table without making slipped. now, a simple staff who makes sushi and dons, prepares opening early in the morning, sitting aside waiting for customers to drop by and grab a couple of sushi and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had myself involved with a few of the tech gadget. provided by ivor, i had a great time with his new Nikon D40 camera, took some artistic photos include my ever-so-beautiful watch and new workplace. i also had to know the feeling of playing with the new PS3, a wireless controller with sensor-enabled sure to add on the the satisfaction of gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a belayer at Dairyfarm still gives me the excitement as much as i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking had almost become a staple event for gathering of friends, chilling out after individual's busy commitment in the day. most memorable one had to be the one at Andy's birthday party at his condo. lots of alcoholic drinks but none of us were drunk, guess due to the mood i assumed. everyone had their nights enjoying, where mere friends became long-lost buddies, new accquitances seems like childhood friends. hosts were very friendly and i'm glad that i'm invited for that gathering cum birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up will be internship a.k.a attachment. so what did i choose for my intership placing?&lt;br /&gt;1st would had to be a travel agency, pay:$600 working days:6days location: robinson road. 2nd is McDonald, yeah the one whch serve fillet-o-fish and apple pies pay:$550 working day:5days location:WEST! 3rd is Citibank pay:$500 working days:5days location:Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pattern can be seen i chose company which has little jobscope and slightly higher pay. well, had to support my own expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna pick up bike lessons and hope i could get it in the midst of my attachment so i can ride to school and travel around without had to worry about the servicing time of the bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload some photos once i know how to do it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2710509676033031931?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2710509676033031931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2710509676033031931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2710509676033031931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2710509676033031931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-back-yq.html' title='welcome back YQ!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7347704721981556477</id><published>2008-01-13T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T09:52:41.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy weeks ahead!</title><content type='html'>MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming week is gonna to test my determination and perseverance. piles of projects to be completed. juggling it with tuition and genki will not be easy. with the addition of st john stuffs, ah... who is willing to share this burden with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched "one missed call" yesterday with friends, but was watching with ivor to be specific. alright, so the issue was, two straight guy seated side by side, watching a horror movie, it is like... the rest, i will leave it for your imagination to run wild. should anyone who read this post, strongly advised not to watch and waste your money, unless you have nothing else better to spend on. the whole show is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this stanza will gonna be a spoiler to the movie, those who are still stubbornly wanna watched this show, please skip this part. the show is about people getting a missed call from the future, and the date simply means the time that the particular person will be killed, murdered or whatever you said it is. and the missed call, if they listened to this voicemail, it is the voice of the person who's gonna be killed, and it is the last words they spoke before they had their life ended.&lt;br /&gt;sound interesting yea, but till you watched it, you would have say it is lame. the ending is total anti-climax to the max! everyone in the theatre was like,"what? this is it? damn, i wasted my money on such poor quality movie(based on my own imagination)". however, it is what i interpret from their facial  expression, those kind of disappointment. personal rating 1 1/2 out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the show, to each his own on the view of the movie. today i was shocked and astonished by how one of my chef can actually had his mood swing 180 degree. without warning or reason. i was pissed off by this irrational behaviour of his and refuse to go will the flow. after the long night of operation, he finally apologised to me and due to the extremely good character of mine, of course i accepted his apology. i know i bhb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as crazy as i can be, during the two hour break, i was possessed by the rock star which is embedded in me and started to start my "mini concert" in Genki. sang many songs and entertained many people and at the same time, annoyed some of them. well, this is what you get when you have a long break time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks mother for the treat for lunch today at work. i totally appreciate that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must start to give thanks to every single things that happened in my life. this would help greatly to live life better. also, not to take our daily things for granted! so now, the list of confession with millions thanks:&lt;br /&gt;1) have a place to stay, a nice bed, a nice environment and a family&lt;br /&gt;2)do not have to experience hunger all my past days&lt;br /&gt;3)wonderful friends around me, sec brudders, poly brudders, genki gang, circus max staffs, innotrek staffs, OC staffs, sjab seniors and juniors. even accquatainces which barely speak a few words, still you had been part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;4)people who had been through life together with me, which tells me that i'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list wont stop if i continue, guys, start thinking about your life and start giving thanks. if you feel that you're at the pit of your life, this will let you feel that you're not the worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended off as the list going on. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-7347704721981556477?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7347704721981556477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7347704721981556477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7347704721981556477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7347704721981556477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-weeks-ahead.html' title='busy weeks ahead!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2122576104693323943</id><published>2008-01-11T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:14:40.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment</title><content type='html'>well, spent 5 plus on cab to schoool for practically half an hour only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of my day were spent on St John Orientation Day. finally this heavy burden was off me, but, after thinking through, i did not spent much time on this project as i have many capable helpers to render help and assist throughout the event. people like Iris and Yanteen who helped organise and run the whole event without me worrying much about the progress. Xueling and Theresa for sorting out the photos. Xin Yi and Kenneth who help out much with the banners. Yanteen's parents who sponsored the paint for the banners. Shu Hui for sorting out the registration form for me. Michelle, Pinky, William and Cass for coming down to help out willingly. Nathaneal and YongSheng for being 'Casualty', and of cause those who make the effort in this orientation, thanks for making it a sucessful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my focus in sjab will be my Bravos till they suceed in becoming a Ncos. well, i'm totally disappointed in one area of sjab though, obviously, your actions had just diminished the hope of mine, TIC, other supporting officers and even your mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects are flooding till i can hardly breathe, need to adjust my life to projects right now. looking forward to my attachment next sem and hope i got selected to a good company and hope the pay will also be appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some unhappy event had occurred in Genki, and if it really come to worse, most of the outlet's part-timer may just quit together. serious, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the idea straight to your head, it ain't just your business!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2122576104693323943?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2122576104693323943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2122576104693323943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2122576104693323943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2122576104693323943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/disappointment.html' title='disappointment'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6675321966452250376</id><published>2008-01-06T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T10:00:54.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>perseverance!</title><content type='html'>had a hard time to force myself to blog lately, mainly because i always hang out late outside with friends and brudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's recap, well, had been quite a workaholic for a while, went for tuition kids, went for belaying at diary farm and been working in genki more frequently. hope that this month pay will be a acceptable one=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belaying had never fail to give me new revelations. been to dairy farm campsite for belaying on CRC, those which have many obstacle to cross. funny incident is that with the lack of experiences, i sent a kid up the wrong way, which cause him to climb up the pole, climb down walk to another side and climb up again. was an embarrassing moment. anyway i took one of the school's matrix, also known as camp booklet or manual, because inside there are cheers that can be used for sjab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very very big news in genki, a couple was recently been matched. all the best to them. shui ge and shan mei! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as told to other of my brudders and friends, everyone started to get attached, and i'm the only one leave on the shelf, will i really be a loner? well, i guess the answer would be yes ba, to imagine a girl who's gonna wait for a guy for 2 years for national service, can the girl have such faith on the guy and not get distracted by the outside world? let's nature take its course then, to be attached or not, i would have not much worries, just that sometime there's always situations where you need someone to take care of you, and forgo every man's responsibilities of being tough, like in this very situation i am in now, down with flu and cough, how nice to have someone to take good care of you right, and all the guys say, AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about health, really not in my condition, had my blood drawn for test, suspecting that my kidney is complaining about my living style, got to wait for two weeks for results, guys who pray, do keep my in you prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm also been stressed about my workload, st john, projects, tuition, genki, so many things and so little time. i had not been spending quality time alone and searching for the blue moment. i am very sorry to my MAF group as i totally had not contribute a single shit for the project and the worst thing is that they hold no grudges against me. man, felt so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts: life can be so unpredictable, MC king can just passed away so suddenly. how fragile we can actually be. so, guys life live the way you want, appreciate every moment you had, if you trat everyday as your last, you will feel more accomplished and fulfilling=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6675321966452250376?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6675321966452250376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6675321966452250376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6675321966452250376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6675321966452250376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/perseverance.html' title='perseverance!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-3359816225070593995</id><published>2008-01-01T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:43:28.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008!</title><content type='html'>man oh man, i sure did had fun myself during the moment of moving onto a new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's reminisce, 2007 was definitely a tough and fast year for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for brothers, we just get heavily on the things we indulged in, especially when KL is involved. this year was also the year we spent most of our nights together, for that reason. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for family, though bickered with them a bit, but it's definitely a better year compared to the others. didn't visit my other relatives that often too, that's unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for genki, the first time going to a Dinner and Dance, met new phillipino friends, and also the departure of their attachment terms in Singapore. better understanding between staffs and many new rules set. also found my blossoms there, be it new, old, or used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for occupation, first time got myself into many jobs at a go, outdoor camp instructor under two companies, event company, genki, and recently, tuitioning 2 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly for relationship, first time went overseas with her, shortest time of relationship i ever had, first time ended the relationship with an awkard scene. the longest time i ever dwell of even though the breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for personal, many promises were being made, but few or none was fulfilled, be it to self, or to others. been scraping through merely this whole year. also first time earned enough money for me to actually went overseas with two other idiots, which also made my first phone to be spoilt by others into a toilet bowl with the stench of overseas water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many first were made last year, more first time will be coming. may i be stronger than previous year, doing things fervently, bigger breathroughs and better life to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------PAST-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of reminiscing, talk about yesterday. was busy working at genki on the new year eve and made remarkable sales of 10.1K that particular night. though not very spectacular for a big outlet, but we had not been experiencing this kind of sales lately.hope that this could mean a good start for the coming year. work ended abruptly at 2330hrs and we was still deciding where to countdown, conclusion was at marina, at least there's fireworks, nice ambience and of course, not forgetting free food and beers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say though, we spent our countdown in the train at the stop bugis. ran up to the station once we reached city hall and managed to catch a glimpse of the fireworks. not a wasted trip afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pushed through the crowd and fond shelter at marina square genki, had some finger food and drank a few bottles of beers and red wines. everyone was like on top of the world and was expecting a better year ahead. had great fun celebrating with them. went to K Box after that, but it was way too expensive for a 4hr singing session. 40 bucks for a person! even a bomb doesn't cost that much. still, we went in thinking it was a good moment and money should not be an issue for that moment. took train back and had breakfast together at interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tomorrow will be a school day, of which i also have tuition at night. gonna cut G.I as another time of confirmation of brotherhood! ah... gonna be botak for the third time!&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/1278868072105787412-3359816225070593995?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3359816225070593995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=3359816225070593995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3359816225070593995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3359816225070593995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4081962075577014643</id><published>2007-12-30T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T12:04:32.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool</title><content type='html'>i was kinda down to hear from the rest that there's actually lessons tomorrow, but rumors were saying that only half day. these rumors only come to past after i've confirm with several people that lessons end at 12. with my tutorial commencing at one, it only means that THERE'S NO SCHOOL TOMORROW FOR ME!! WAHAHA currently on cloud nine at this hour=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since no school, going to have a haircut tomorrow at snip avenue, a new shop that had just open at blk 419. well, giving the stylist a chance and also because of promotion, 4.80 for a cut. well bargain for me, with a mushroom hairstlye that i had now, i don't mind giving them a try. perhaps watching warlords tomorrow too. a show definitely worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this moment, it a day away from a brand new year, still wondering who to spend this special moment with, at where and what we gonna do is yet to be known, guess will discuss will genki peeps and brudders again, perhaps a combined one at marina square? can also meet ben and benny, who will be at genki celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new year, with new resolutions, everytime i got resolution, i never seem to be able to fulfill any of them. gonna set some smart goals that i die die must complete. something like, to get a girlfriend before i turned nineteen? just kidding, must set some fianancial goals and physcial goals. well, will teach you guys how to set resolutions for tomorrow post to ensure we all could fulfill it together=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-4081962075577014643?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4081962075577014643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4081962075577014643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4081962075577014643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4081962075577014643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/cool.html' title='cool'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-9030944053282658260</id><published>2007-12-29T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:51:44.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stagnant</title><content type='html'>last few days always had a very late night to have myself blog lately. but overall, it was stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to do this project with the need of the book, i had to call so many people just to get hold of it. went to asked ken, terence mel and finally asked junxian( or owen, or gerrad) for the book. actually spent hours to get it. got to do abit of the project and sent to my groupmates, i was expecting the comments to be bad, but he sent a msg saying "it's quite a gd job done"! i starting to think that i'm amazing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got myself really engross in the rubik's cube. so much fun in it. gonna be the next record breaker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-9030944053282658260?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/9030944053282658260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=9030944053282658260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/9030944053282658260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/9030944053282658260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/stagnant.html' title='stagnant'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8794983599151165577</id><published>2007-12-26T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T10:16:17.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chritmas!</title><content type='html'>many thanks to people who had brought me laughter, joy and the feeling of being love in this past few days, i really did enjoyed myself this christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first celebration was with the Genki people, after our work on Christmas eve, everyone from TM came down and celebrate this joyous occassion together, and together, most of us are drunk, very i meant. played games and had a gift exchange. thankz Ben for the present! muhaha. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the hangover, met up sjab peeps for a dinner at swesens and had our fill there.after that, went to slack at starbucks and called for my as-usual iced caramel macchiato. after the work at Genki, met up with them and went to 800+ for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the most exciting part i guess was to go to kian peng's house and stayover. played guitar for hours without knowing, totally indulged in it. sing along session with wen xian and recorded one of the songs with me crapping a female voice in a duet. someone actually asked to compose a song about the life in genki, sounds cool right?  came out with the tunes and melody but was ruined by wen xian's lyrics as he wrote it as if to a girlfriend. . . oh man. squeezed with him on the upper deck of the bed and romantically spent the night with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this christmas is the first time in my life to receive so many presents, be it big or small, i appreciate it alot. especially the one from yanling's mouse rest and pad and not forgetting wenxian and arthur's jack daniel's t-shirt. so many special gifts, also from 'mother'=) felt so love this christmas. but, this christmas i do not really experience the meaning of it, did not sing any christmas carol, no candle liting in the whole service, miss those days though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishes all a Belated Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8794983599151165577?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8794983599151165577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8794983599151165577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8794983599151165577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8794983599151165577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/chritmas.html' title='Chritmas!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5080013661450712630</id><published>2007-12-23T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T11:48:57.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic! at the Disco</title><content type='html'>most amazing thing ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since working at genki since the graduation from sec school, i had just received my lowest pay of my career. S$230!! this is not good, in fact, it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't went for tuition today and got a scolding from meiqin. if u happened to see this, this will be the last time not going alright, very sorry if u were to get implicated due to this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool things occurred both yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to united square to work and on my way back home through train with my friend, at the stop in Orchard, a full built dog was in the train and was walking from one end of the train to the other end. it stirred up huge commotion among the crowd who were standing, and due to that, the train had set off late, i wonder if the dog was on the train throughout the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to get presents for genki gift exchange, which end up with some cranky gifts. however, the three of us got a huge, i mean really huge calculator for my asst manager, jasmine. hope she could manage the account better without the hassle of straining her eyes. bad weather today. had difficulties travelling from cinneleisure to heeren. BUT, it's the season of giving and sharing, and poof, a girl dressed in santa dress asked if we need some shelter to our destination. the act of kindess could be seen through this deed. though it's her job, but the company, which is DBS had indeed show and define the meaning of christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a great day, still going out to get presents again though with the mediocre pay that i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda interested in the cube thingy which most people are playing right now. you can see them playing on train, in the restuarant, or even in the toilet. this simple law of getting the colours of each side to be alike, but filled with formulas and method to solve the puzzle. wanna get myself hooked with this game too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds cynical for boonhoe to ask me about a charlie gathering to club?! gathering? club? i felt so out with them wanted to go clubbing as a gathering for charlie, and to think that those came from boonhoe. hey, you had grown up dude! way to go. hope they feels the same way too and come out with an alternative. well, quite bonded afterall, after years of seperation, still had this kinda meeting really makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks xueling for helping me for the blog songs for umpteen times alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-5080013661450712630?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5080013661450712630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=5080013661450712630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5080013661450712630'/><link rel='self' 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for consecutive 2 days had been late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but late or a reason, a brotherly reason.one of my lovely brother, wanted to do something special for his girlfriend, got us to help him to set up some domino simlar of structure, something whereby you drop a ball and it hit onto the first cd, it toppled and the rest will follow suit. yea, set that up for hours and in the end, a failure. still, brotherly love been show to him, good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this week came three new girls to join our genki family. they are much better than the previous 2 girls. though same age, but mentality wise, these bunch of girls are more hardworking and willing to learn. something that i like for a newcomer to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things to be done. orientation as of most important, volunteer gathering, bravo planning, projects submissions and many to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas coming, a season of giving, anyway it's the first christmas since sec2 that i did not celebrate it in church. well, may not be in church at the moment, but the meaning of christmas still linger in me. a season of giving, where people uses gifts to express their love for others, the season of appreciation, the season of love. not saying not to do that during other times, but to practise it more often in this festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the true meaning of christmas, but i will not have the chance to celebrate it with true meaning this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to project break-free, will be getting some small gifts for gifts exchange, don't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, i just received my first christmas sugar cane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-9129696263298546091?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/9129696263298546091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=9129696263298546091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/9129696263298546091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/9129696263298546091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/tiring.html' title='tiring!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1788285064006057338</id><published>2007-12-18T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:17:36.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insolent fool</title><content type='html'>well, the records of expenses:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: $10.10&lt;br /&gt;today:$7.70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the embarking of project break-free, i've got to scrimp on many stuffs. however, due to the benefits of good brudders and genki, i also ended up with good food. the great thing about working in a F&amp;amp;B industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was addicted to the anime "Beck", which was introduced by my cousin who was playing in a band. this anime really inspire people who play musical instruments in rock bands. my cousin therefore got herself a white guitar, same as the lead role is holding on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, went to donate blood today at HSA with yanling, went there and had the usual procedures. however, everytime i go for such donation, though i know that it's painless, it's a whole new experience everytime i go. remember the first time at joo chiat CC when i finally got eligible to donate, having the sticker" please be kind to me, it's my first donation". duman high students from some clubs taking photos and giving it to us as a momento. it's definitely nerve-cracking experience, fearing of the pain of inserting a huge needle into your flesh, drawing out pints of blood. also got to know my blood type throught the first donation. second was at TP, got rejected because of the lack of idemity form, turned up the other day with the form and got to donate, this time round i was trying to act cool, taking shots of the procedures and talking more to the nurse asking them to pose when i filming the process. still remember that day was also the release of O level results and went to dine with someone special( oh well...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third time was at HSA when yanling approached me to go. i steadily agreed and it was a mistake, it left me with horrible mental block of the professionalism of the staffs at HSA. it was all fine till i step into the donation site, a guy whose in plain formal clothes, not some with vest or tags indicating that they are the doctors. he approached me and was asking me to settle down while he will be attending to me. i thought to myself saying i'm under good care of a doctor.how naive. alright, here comes, a staff nurse was observing him as he performing the usual procedure of applying the antiseptic cream and marking of vessels. the moment the staff nurse said" sir, this should be done this way, if not......", i knew something was wrong. so, to kill the cat in me, i went up and asked more about him, then and then i got a revelation that he's not a doctor nor a nurse, he's a NS reservist who is in a combat medic, blood supply unit. man, he calmed me with words and asking me some questions to divert my thinking and doubt of his skills. he kept on asking me if i'm alright and everything's fine and stuffs. he seems to be more nervous than me though. i said to him it's alright to make some mistake for the first few times, everyone got to learn before he picks up the skill, he reply with the most amazing sentence" this is my 20th time." !! oh my, this isn't a joke or hoax, it's true, man, then my blood got clotted and i am not able to donate one full pack of blood. the gift gain from this kindess was a whole big patch of contusion wound on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i swore to myself, being a samaritan for once is enough, i would reject all similar cases again. then i went there again to HSA, wanted to be attended by a senior staffs. to my delight, all on shift that day was all seniors, no inexperience looks from any of them. a tiny case of a 60+ yrs old nurse came to me, and helped me, kinda forgetful that what she had gave me and intending to give me again, the stress ball. this panic me again of not having an inexperience staff, but a muddling old lady. but it all ended good with another nurse and had everything done in a blink of the eye. after donation, got a t-shirt to reward donors for donating 3 times a year, also a 2008 organiser=) suddenly equipped with so may gifts=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna work full for the next few days, i'm definitely gonna wear out, projects piling up for me to clear too. MAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1788285064006057338?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1788285064006057338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1788285064006057338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1788285064006057338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1788285064006057338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/insolent-fool.html' title='insolent fool'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6412501605136186221</id><published>2007-12-16T11:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:38:07.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Break-free!</title><content type='html'>need to go for hell months. gonna go through the darkest moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ProJect Break-Free*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was a hilarious day out with brudders. funny things happened at Carl's jr where we had our dinner, and thanks Kaili for the treat! well, back to the topic, there's this huge napkins holder on every of the table in the restaurant. got our food and as the table was not big enough to contain everything that's on the table, i left the holder on the floor, and the next moment when i picked it up from the floor for charmaine, the whole thing opened and napkins neary fly off from the holder, the thing is that i can't manage to close that gadget back. pleaded with the servers and with a click, the thing was fixed. i was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took train back,on the way to station and on the train, perhaps due to sugar-rush, i got all hyped up and when to disturb all of them. even went to the Gio to disturb alvin, who was apparently working there.  on the train, i rushed in like a typical singaporean and grabbed myself a seat, leaving ivor and charmaine standing. ivor wanted to sit on my lap, and i kept moving my legs in a up-down movement that make others see as having *toot*. we laugh so loud that many look at us. then, at Eunos, this malay kid board the train, blame it on his luck to step in on that train at that time when i was high. i disturb his dress sense and stuffs, saying bad things like, he look like a joker in the show ' batman', with eyes big and round, and with long,wide smile. then charmaine asked how did they manage to wear the cap on the head just on one side of the head without falling off. i made a terrible remark saying, there's an extra brain or lump there, so it does keep the cap away from falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for slack at Mac in t-mart and talked to ivor from 11 to 3am i supposed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6412501605136186221?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6412501605136186221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6412501605136186221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6412501605136186221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6412501605136186221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/project-break-free.html' title='Project Break-free!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5322645495081660227</id><published>2007-12-15T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T10:27:44.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation!</title><content type='html'>today, not a bad day- still passable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for tuitions today, but because i overslept again, had to postpone it half an hour later. parents were kind to me as usual, students still as engagin as before. however, i learned alot myself too from the lessons. there's alot of vocabs that i did not came across or actually familar with the words, such as, undulating, perplexed, advocate, respite, intermittent, explusion, retrospect, insidious, belie and apartheid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i may be a tutor for english, but to my dismay, there's so much words out there which i didn't even know about it existence. the only way to improve is to put them to use. i also asked my student to set up a simple blog and i could look through it and had it viewed. cool right, an exciting learning environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to collect some assessment form from my guys, but a redo is required guys(explained in details when we meet up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will having an outing with brudders to town and have some lan gaming, how nice to have a sunday morning to laze around at home with no school nor work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday just started and i want it to be fulfilling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-5322645495081660227?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5322645495081660227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=5322645495081660227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5322645495081660227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/5322645495081660227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/revelation.html' title='Revelation!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7033496381471059105</id><published>2007-12-14T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T09:52:17.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday</title><content type='html'>well, didn't blog for yesterday, was quite tired after watching some show on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching the show 'the last legion', well, the plot and timeframe was wrong, the character was also acting the wrong role, in the sense that the last legion actually disbanded century before the battle actually been fought. however, rome war show has never failed to interest me. it may not show interesting but looking at how the rome fought the war with the Gaul or the barbarian during the dictation time, it really fascinate me with the strategy been thought of by Julius Ceasar. it may show silly, but after the show, i actually went to the net and search more information about the war, on how rome had their formation under what circumstances and terrain and stuffs. search and search till i saw about the knights templar, for those who don't know, St John was borned through the war fought between the Christains and the Muslims during the Crusades, and St john was borned in giving medical aid to the soldiers who were wounded through the battle. i also read through the maltese cross, the cross that was on the St John logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the last paper and as usual i flunk it too. still, the mood of having a holiday has never failed to brighten my days ahead. went to do my long lost hobby, playing the lan. got really hooked up by the game, 'command and conquer 3; tiberium war'. brillant graphic and contrast between forces and more strategies could be used in the game. borrowed the gam from another friend but com fails to let me play it, total disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, nothing much, but was PS by TK. supposingly, plan was to go to his house to play the game, but till i went under his block and called him, he's not around. for a moment , i suddenly felt that i'm so lonely. called many of my closed friend and all was not available to me, so  decided to go play lan ALONE. played a while and met up with kl and cheng to play again, managed to get cheng interested in this game, in future, i will have more kaki to play with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked with the Genki peeps just now but it wasn't a pleasant one, reason why i change my mood is not, if i did not change my mood, the commotion will just carry on and i'll just be a laughing stock. a short laughing will do, not some that will actually go out and cause some harm to others. think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition tomorrow, hope it will be a enjoyable one, and hope that my tuition kid wil buy the stuffs i asked him to buy for me=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-7033496381471059105?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7033496381471059105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7033496381471059105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7033496381471059105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7033496381471059105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday.html' title='holiday'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2552790053011823328</id><published>2007-12-12T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:14:09.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impacting!</title><content type='html'>not a very good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i WOKE UP LATE!! VERY LATE!! the first paper starts at 9:30am, guessed what time i woke up?! i woke up at 9:15am!!! can you believe it? so many things not done yet, not yet wash up, not yet bring my lovely dog to toilet, not yet pack my stuffs and not yet iron my clothes. well, out of so many not-yets, i decided to strike off all except for packing of stuffs, brushing of teeths and ironing of clothes. took a cab down again to school. i was sneezing and sneezing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright time for some worst case scenario that can ever happened to me. went into the lecture theatre just on time, try to find my friend who sits beside me, mervyn low wei wen, not to my knowledge that both seats, on his left(13) and right(11) was empty, i was supposed to sit on his right, however, i went to sit on his left seat and started doing of my tests,(btw, that sit belongs to my another friend, melissa lim pei wen. 2 mins after the commencement of the paper, i realised that my phone was with me, and it was not in silent mode. to prevent myself from getting debarred from the test, i surrenderred my phone to my invigilator, forgetting to turn it to silent mode. mins later, melissa turned up, she, as equally as blur as me, did not see the seat number and went to sit on the seat, 15. THEN, i realised i did something wrong. trying my best to focus and next wave of attack came in. the number seat 15 came, derrick, and he's wondering where to seat, not to their knowing that i was the one who screwed the whole seating arrangement. when i thought it's all over, BANG, my phone rang!! my mum wanted to check if i'm awake, she called twice, now i see the gonna-berserk face of the invigilator, i pleaded with him to off my phone. i tell you if i'm not able to score for thi paper it's not because i can't do well. it's just too much distraction and disaster for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; went home straight to get my lunch and bathe. first time in my poly life going to school without bathing(due to the rush of time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school to take another paper, which didn't really prepared for it, and yes, i flunked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, another funny incident happened just now, went to marina south to eat the steamboat, thinking that i will get cured, but, it didn't. took train to marina south, because too long never go there already, had no idea what bus to take and yea, we took the wrong bus instead of 400, we took 402. before boarding, two of my friend, not nice to mention their name, spotted this cute girl in yellow. i thought it was not bad looking, well, of course we did not board the same bus as them. dropped after a stop and took cab down there. after some eating and chatting, head back and we saw the same bunch of girls with the yellow girl. the two friend had their eyes wide open and was peeping non-stop. huge crowd was waiting for the same bus, and when it came we went close to the curb and was hoping the bus would just stop right in front of me, or at least near me so i could have a seat. we were near the girl's group. so when the bus stop just halt nearby me, i did a yes! sign and when i looked to my left, i saw the girl doing the exactly same action at about the same time! at first i thought she was trying to mimick me, but she saw me looking at her, with the same actions, with yanling also saw the commotion, we all broke down into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the last paper for the term. 3 CHEERS! can't wait for it to be over! this is so disrupting of my normal routine life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still armed with a tissue and another typing. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2552790053011823328?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2552790053011823328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2552790053011823328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2552790053011823328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2552790053011823328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/impacting.html' title='Impacting!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-244752232792037640</id><published>2007-12-11T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:03:52.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AhCHoooo....</title><content type='html'>as i'm typing this posts, i'm had been sneezing and sneezing all night long. it must been the weather that's so bad plus the lack of sleep due to burning of many midnight oils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, woke up at 8:15am when the paper starts at 9am. got Christopher to bathe first while i got myself prepared. he stayed over at my place to "mug". cabbed down to school and we had to forgo our 10mins reading time as we went in the class just on time. managed to write quite abit and first time in my whole poly life to stay at the test/exam venue till the end of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and hibernate till 3 plus, when i'm supposed to meet kaili at 12 for revision. with his 'unfailing love' and tenacity to keep calling and calling me, i was able to meet him at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did abit of reading at some alien's documents and went to play lan with kaili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng missed another paper of his lifetime, due to the ever-short-of-rest, he missed today's paper. WELL DONE! haha, wonder what he's gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saw the news today, that the price of the taxi's fare gonna increase, WHAT IS THIS?! aren't the government trying to reduce the usage of private transport and encourage us to take public transport? by rising the fares again, which i believe is the second time doing so, how are we gonna survive long in Singapore? to a person lke me who doesn't like to be late but lazy to wake up so early, Taxi is my main transport!! i am gonna have to change my lifestyle to suit the LTA's contridicting policy. man, how i wish i got a private chopper, to send me to my destination with just a blink of the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm enduring, 3 more papers to go, and i'll be free, to work like a slave and to shop like a geek who had never seen the world before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, today in school, saw my primary school junior, but due to ages that i've never talk to her, i dare not go up and greet her to prevent any embrassement. though i seen her a few times in school already. so life moved on as per normal till at msn, she popped me a message asking if i studied in TP, at the spilt moment, i was thinking, which jasmine is this jasmine? the sjab one, BIT one, Genki one, Ev one or primary one as all of them named jasmine (well, can't blame me for the wide circles of friends). after some pondering, i realised it's that girl who i saw previously at canteen. so, we started chatting and stuffs, to realise that the OB class that i attended together with the yr 1s last sems, one of them was actually her friend too. what a small world yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now as i think back, there are many primary playmates and schoolmates that i've already lost contacts with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;armed with a tissue on a hand and another typing. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-244752232792037640?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/244752232792037640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=244752232792037640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/244752232792037640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/244752232792037640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahchoooo.html' title='AhCHoooo....'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6446582041441739720</id><published>2007-12-10T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T09:58:17.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad...</title><content type='html'>not really pleased, or rather, was angry about my performance of my tests today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, though for data mining i knew i would flunk it. so as usual, i did flunk the paper, and i'm not alone. almost all my friends had the same feeling as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for MAF, i thought it would be a breeze for me, but, out of the exam hall, ok, room, the answers that i wrote down was completely different from them. HOLY (this word is not suitable for the weaked heart, viewers' discretion is needed) S__T! i totally had the different answer from them. oh man, forget it, what's done cannot be undone. move on i went to study at 201 mac and was not very conducive. covered three topics out of six, wil be mugging for it later on. guess no sleep for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE, I LOVE YOUR HAIR!(if you happened to see this though, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will share more of my life-story after my tests=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6446582041441739720?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6446582041441739720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6446582041441739720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6446582041441739720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6446582041441739720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/sad.html' title='sad...'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-1583442402974246374</id><published>2007-12-09T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T05:28:07.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoo~</title><content type='html'>quite satisfied with my progress of studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my mood to study finally today. woke up at around 1pm today and went to study with tk at tamp mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to master 2 1/2 topics for managerial accounting and finance. THOUGH it's only a mere few topics but only 3 were be tested so quite confident to pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tomorrow paper starts at 3 for MAF and data mining at 5(which i'm not confident at all). come on, wish me break a leg tomorrow, i'll be happy if lady luck is smiling at me this term tests and main exams. back to revision for data mining, a topic which i don't understand a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i've got a early Christmas present from my sis. Thanks! it's a nice armrest for my lappy and it's in ORANGE!! PEOPLE, IT'S ORANGE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who's next to make me have more orange collections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ended off with a sinister laughter...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-1583442402974246374?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1583442402974246374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=1583442402974246374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1583442402974246374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/1583442402974246374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoo.html' title='whoo~'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2265310862263547090</id><published>2007-12-07T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T06:40:52.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>phew. a very long day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let's talk about the main topic about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't attend school for the whole day and i sleep and sleep all the way till four before getting myself get changed up and go for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day is my first day working with this new girl, charisia(i do not know the spelling of her name). however, that's also the last day i'm working with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl, is the first girl in my whole life, who glared at me with those vicious eyes, i'd lost my cool and started showing my temper to her. not that i trying to sterotype, but she had been saying that there's many things that she can't do and do not have then idea to do. i mean, if genki employ you but most of the job had ben covered by other staffs, what's the point for genki to employ you? to clear plates only? well, this girl does not know the meaning of the 'real world' outside of her comfort zone. she had brought with her her attitude, behaviour and thinking to work and left behind how to be humble, polite and the willingness to learn. therefore, if any of the us who wants to go out and work, remember to change, not to be fake, but to make less people gets irritated by you and thus you will most probably get to learn more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what happened in the end, she complained in front of me saying that she wanted to quite so i told her," go ahead and quit, we're not short of people.". once again, she shows her temper in front of all the staffs and walked off. at least, her friend, amanda still decided to stay. end of story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were doing closing duties at genki, which lasts till 11:45pm (when the usual knocking off time is 11pm), a drunk arthur called ben and in his stupor condition, with a little gay sound, he asked ben to come fetch him and save him. due to the funny voice her gave, we were all laughing and talk he's just drunk. but, ben thought something was wrong, as arthur really sounds like he's in trouble. so we went down to downtown east to find out what happened. arthur was really in a bad shape. he was lying all only on the bbq pit with no one attending to it. soon enough, ben and i lost our cool and wanted to know why is arthur lying there alone with no one attending to him. then, there were some conversation between ben and the group of arthur's "brother". the thing is, no matter what happened, if you ask your friend and brother to drink, doesn't you have the responsibility to take care of him if he's drunk. leaving him alone there to attend other business, it's totally unacceptable. at last, we brought arthur home and went for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 5:30am. ironed my uniform and bathed. and off i go for my sjab duty.well, reached there around 7:30 am like that got to change down. do a little of arrangement and was preparing for the elderly to come. things got a little messy and chaotic. but very went pretty well and i see the cadets most of the were enjoying themselves, i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, the officers from EV and GV were talking about POP details and i've got a little cranky as a result of no sleep, i also crack some jokes with the officers. oh yea, i dirtied my uniform with some spilled curry sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole event, we went up to second storey to have our vegetarian meal, alvin and i eat a meal of 10 people's as we thought leaving those food untouched might not be nice, so yea, we finished up all the food in the end. went back home, and slept at 1pm all the way to almost 10:15pm and here i am posting on what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NOT STARTED REVISION!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2265310862263547090?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2265310862263547090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2265310862263547090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2265310862263547090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2265310862263547090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-5006996360493833090</id><published>2007-12-06T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:00:47.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another day</title><content type='html'>was quite pleased with myself for having the discipline to attend all the tutorials today and gave tutions to two of my students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, with the weather so nice to hibernate and sleep, i was so reluctant to get up and get myself washed up and go to school. but, by the never-say-die will that i'm equipped with, i got up and leave my house at 9:05(lesson start at 9am though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't get it sometimes why do the taxi drivers does not want to pick up passengers like me when there's no existing customers in it. they will stare at you for a sec, and drove off as if they can't see you. "hello, i'm here, can't&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you see me?". till this kind uncle who's willing to pick me up and sent me to school. good begots good. this is true. most of the time when the fare is 10 to 50 cents change, i would ask them to keep the change(not that i'm rich, but if u're able to pay this few more cents, the drivers in a sense will take it as an appreciation or tips.) and today, for the first time, the uncle reciprocate instead, he must have taken many passengers like me.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school and had a tutorial with my groupmates and off i go taking a cab down to bedok for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first student who is a sec4 next year, was fun to teach, mainly because he's also from UG, NPCC. shared alot and exchanged thoughts. gave some homework and tada, earned myself 30 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have a drink downstairs before walking to another student's house. this time round is a p6 kid. he is much jovial and talkative, but was playing with him and even ask him to buy things for me.haha what a teacher i am. well, enjoyed teaching those kids who have their own unique character for you, as a teacher to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took another cab down back to school for a 4hrs straight lessons. was a little suffering but still managed to pass time. in total i've took 3 cabs today and already spent 14 just on cab itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called many of them for dinner at 8 but most had already eaten or not free. had to go down to Genki to fill my poor stomach. went there and have some food and talk to the staffs there, and this is where i heard one of the most insane rule they had just implemented as a management. usually, we would be sitting down at the counter table for resting when we normally come early to work or to have our meal before the commencement of work. however, today a rule was set saying no eating and sitting on those tables. come on, where do the management want us to eat, squat down at one corner of the kitchen and eat? or move to the backdoor where the trash is and enjoy the wonderful ambience? it's all crap! another ridiculous rule was that if you're not working on that day, even if you're the staff there, you're not supposed to enter the restaurant! hey, for God's sake, staffs come because they had the sense of belonging in the restaurant and willing to render some help for free. by implementing this rule, we will be seeing each other lesser and definitely, our rapport as a team would dropped! please, as a management, use a little of your brain cells to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part is still slacking with the people and chat and have fun together. i just love to sit down and chat, or even just enjoying the moment of doing nothing, armed with drinks=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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day'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-7742752629221812384</id><published>2007-12-05T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:45:57.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTREMELY EXTREME!</title><content type='html'>today, made me felt the two extreme of different lifestyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more and experience it with me justifying the statement above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it goes like that, in the morning i've already have a date with ivor to have breakfast together. with his newly gotten license, he drove his dad's car to pick me up below my block and had some beakfast at a coffeshop near EV. afterwhich, he drove off to meet his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some discussion about orientation with the sec 3s, but wasn't very productive as to say. in the end, was talking to teacher about the camp coming up next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was raining heavily, but nevertheless, ivor was there to pick me up again, sent those kids to s-11 and off we go meet up with kaili and went for lunch. we have all the time in the world to decide where to eat, in the car of course. settled with simpang bedok and some light snacks we got for ourselves. got ourselves some drinks and talk for some time despite the unpredictable rain that was ongoing. head back to the car and drop kaili at simei where he meet up his friend at sentosa. slack with ivor again at some carpark, in the car again with seat adjusted this time round and talk again.(sometimes, guys do have the same amount of things to talk and gossip about.). there and then, he dropped me at TM where he went to pick up charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't that great. having the luxury to sit in a high-end car, to have the freedom to go almost everywhere we wanted to dine, to take out some time to do some unproductive yet relaxing conversations. isn't that what most of us wanted? well, here comes nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to genki and there was no one in the restaurant. changed to semi uniform and make some sushi and learn some skills. i was posted as the dishwasher for the night as both aunties where not around. by looking at the crowd, i ASSUME that tonight will not be very busy and soiled plates will be ACCEPTABLE. i was wrong, very, till i start work at 6:30pm, there was already 3 buckets of plates for me to clear and the worst of all, the sink got choked! man, got to dig hard inside and pump out all the waste that the previous washer had created(i wonder who was it!). buckets after buckets i've washed, with a total of at least 15 buckets. buckets of unfinished food, drinks and tissues, terrible terrible situation. the stench of the leftover, the stains on my hands and the soaked up hands i've got just really make the situation worst. to add on to it, i had been standing there for hours, with my back arched, my spine was in a terrible, terrible state. washed till nearly 11pm, with the help of my two dear friends, ben toh and yanling, i was able to complete before 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this situation, no freedom to even drink a cup of coke,(which is my favourite), no freedom to walk around and chat, was bounded by the buckets and buckets of unwashed plates! man, nice day i had right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compare the two situation i was in today, two total different scenes, two different environment, completely two different sides! i swore that i must strike rich and be able to have the first type of living, rather to slog so hard at the second scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a pretty nice hand towel form lactose and a nicely packaged famous amos cookies i've bought from dok hui for her some school projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a packed to the max day for me, lessons, then tuiton for 2 kids and head back to school for lessons again till 8!!&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/1278868072105787412-7742752629221812384?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7742752629221812384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=7742752629221812384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7742752629221812384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/7742752629221812384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/extremely-extreme.html' title='EXTREMELY EXTREME!'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-3624047395527954018</id><published>2007-12-04T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:32:38.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>futile...</title><content type='html'>what a day i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today for a 2hrs tutorial of accounting and finance and it's the end of school, isn't that cool? had the intention to study at tamp mart mac this evening but it turned out that the mac will be closed for maintenance at 11pm, when i've just reached that at 10.45pm? man, the feeling ain't great, turns out to be just taking notes from my friend and already we are slacking at void decks like some retired old people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a long time, i had not been able to sit down at a nice corner not like some retired people but rather to have a cup of coffee, perhaps an iced caramel flavoured, chatting and watching the world move in it's hectic style. talking about everything under the sun, be it the past, present or the future. gonna make sure that one of the days during my term break, i'm sure gonna have that, not doing any school work, going to work, doing projects, managing sjab stuffs and worry for anything, just to spend a day, a day of isolation, haha, which is recommended by the book still, in search for the blue moment. it would be so boring to have your day always scheduled and routine, that's not what i want in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, if you guys are curious about the song that is been played in this blog, it's titled "your call" by secondhand serenade. this band really sing good songs that speaks from the heart. there are more good songs they sing which i think it's worth taking some time out to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life will be so stagnant for this week which gonna make me go crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-3624047395527954018?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3624047395527954018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=3624047395527954018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3624047395527954018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3624047395527954018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/futile.html' title='futile...'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6411504904339734880</id><published>2007-12-03T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T10:05:38.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><content type='html'>a few more days to the 5th month since that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one i used to cherish so dearly, yet it had already come to an end for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one which i confided in the most, lost her trust on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one who share everything, now had already turned to total stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one i would never want to lose, i've already lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one whose smile that took away every bits of unhappiness, now i'm living without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who's no longer mine, i've just wanted to be like we used to be before we were a pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6411504904339734880?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6411504904339734880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6411504904339734880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6411504904339734880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6411504904339734880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-2405950996066497722</id><published>2007-12-03T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:17:59.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>overwhelming</title><content type='html'>isn't blog a very fun website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i thought it's alot of fun and already employed an image consultant for my blog. so anything not happy can let me know it will be all settled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my sweet memories for today, not extraordinary happened today, just that today Genki have one new girl to join our big family. well, her name is Amanda and many horny guys, i meant, really horny guys either stayed on after work from morning shift or come do to Genki specially to see the new girl. according to our manager, the two girls were very gorgeous and pretty, so they were filled with expectancy to see her. the climax was here, one girl came in, well, to all, including me thought it was a young girl who wanted to dine in at Genki, but it turned out to be that girl we all had been expecting for. she looks very young though. all of us break down and laugh when we thought it' a real beauty. but she ain't that bad too. a sweet girl i suppose. as usual, all newcomers were taught by me, and everything ended with a cranky hoo-ha which causes my asst. manager cum mother Jasmine to come down to Genki despite her already-knock-off time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term tests are round the corner and i've already feel the anxiety in me. 6 papers in 4 days, in which 2 papers on the first day. as long all pass, i'm satisfied, ha, the usual slacker i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rough plan of going Genting with the brothers during term break, though it's expensive, but for the sake of our gonna-enlist brother, kaili, it's all worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Gladiator again, and the war scene never fails to captivate me. how impressive the Rome soldiers can be with their wisdom on wars and reigns. this powerful phrase " strength and honour" realli turns me on. i'm a little cynical, ain't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-2405950996066497722?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2405950996066497722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=2405950996066497722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2405950996066497722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/2405950996066497722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/overwhelming.html' title='overwhelming'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8950677315574182982</id><published>2007-12-02T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T10:19:59.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>man, you guys must be envious about the amount of orange used in my blog. can't go further explaining how much i love this colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember what gives me the idea of having orange as one of my must-have colour. it is only after i bought my first ever crocs. only after getting that pair of comfty shoes/slipper, had i fall in love with this cheerful colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of thank to those who are kind enough to make this blog a nice and vibrant one, thanks to xueling and kenneth. however, some of the links i don't even know who are they, but will will sort it out one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a great breakthrough for me and ben. we had embraced ourselves and lay our foot to new york skin solution centre at white sands yesterday, only to find out that there were many same beings in that shop. had a superficial testing on the facial and an explaination on our skin problems, and ben had signed up for the sessions to have his face get back to its glory it used to be... haha... well, i only got to wait till i got the money to do so, too much channel to spend my money on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went for the wong lee hom concert for public duty, most of us were officers who were present as there were age limit for the duty, his concert was good and songs were sang with great voice, spurs me to also wanna sing as good as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet up with guys who also went to watch and met a new friend, kim. nothing much happened only that we kinda lost our way to kallang mrt station and landed taking bus 10 back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, was reading the book again, and was on the topic "falling in love". this topic really gave me wisdom on this topic. let me share abit of wisdom by me.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. there is nothing wrong with you. love just didn't choose to rest in the other person's heart.if you find someone else in love with you and you don't love her, feel honored that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gifts you cannot return. do not take advantage, do not cause pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you fall in love with another, and she falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or to assess blame. let it go. there is a reason and there is a meaning. you will know it in time, but time will choose the moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that a new revelation to all of us? i thought it was a very good explanation about falling in love. well, still abit immature for me to fall in love right now, wait for me to be more mature before heading into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a painful experience of getting into a relationship, now i fear of getting into one now.( though sometimes i will crack jokes to my friends singing i need a girl, if you know this song)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8950677315574182982?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8950677315574182982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8950677315574182982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8950677315574182982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8950677315574182982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/12/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-3752060035608545700</id><published>2007-11-30T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:10:11.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>violence</title><content type='html'>a topic which many would just touch and go without really having a conclusion about this 'wide' topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my very good friend, got into this situation whereby someone had challenged him to fight. something went on like this. this particular guy, because of some words that my friend said agitated him and was very unhappy about him went to confront my friend(who had no intention to badmouth him, according to what he said) and wanted an answer from him. with the temper of my friend, he was also unhappy about that guy trying to pick on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things went on and that guy called many down and have 'backed up' against the one of my friends, now check this out, some of the 'back up' are both that guy and my friend's friend, get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things ended up with that guy started the fight with a blow and ended up both absorbed some punches. question here, is ther any ending to this problem? No, they both have no nswer and onl make things worse by engaging the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for some noble talks. i came across tis book " letters to my son" written by this great author, Kent Nerburn, and this is his opinion about fighting(well i hope i did not infright any copyrights, haha). "do not fall prey to their logic that says you are less then they if you choose to walk away rather than fight. ..... .... they choose to identify their manhood with the capacity to overcome that fear by fighting rather than by some higher good such as the ability to care for the weaker or the ability to express gentleness. suppose you were to fight them and win. would you be more of a man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it seems quite vague when i just quoted some phrases in the whole topic of fighting, i wish that all guys could read this book. it also talks about fight that you must fight, but for the sake of others' lives and the fight that will bring harm to families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by engaging in fights, you have already lost, so the outcome if you win or lose doesn't matter much. it only helps to put stop to the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not that i side that friend of mine, but what he does i do not think is fully wrong, in the sense that he did not challenge that guy for another round of punching and bashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't deny the fact that i myself also get into some violence to subdude some of my friends, but i hope they all understand that it's purely having some entertainment, with no hard feelings attached. but when it comes to real thing, i hope i would not get myself into such adversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope that this ga-ga would be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-3752060035608545700?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/3752060035608545700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=3752060035608545700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3752060035608545700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/3752060035608545700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/violence.html' title='violence'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-6958801521362071642</id><published>2007-11-29T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:14:01.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABSURD</title><content type='html'>Mm... today didn't went for tuition for one of my students, all for the sake of the never-ending, unfinished projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole main thing today was the weird temper of my mum. alright, i admit i overslept and already skipped one of the lessons, but i don't really see the reason for her to be worked up and claimed not to bother any of my stuffs. Wow, isn't that nonsensical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of courtesy and politeness, i told her that i was going out at night to meet Kaili for a chat, she didn't even respond and act as i had never exist in the house. i guess that what she really wants, to have me out of her picture. Ha, she got what she wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see how long she wants it to maintain it this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-6958801521362071642?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6958801521362071642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=6958801521362071642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6958801521362071642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/6958801521362071642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/absurd.html' title='ABSURD'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-4874660117329995301</id><published>2007-11-28T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:56:07.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St John</title><content type='html'>well, let's talk a little about St John since i just came back from a training camp which just ended quite recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till date, it's already my 6th year in the organisation, moving to 7th the next year. However, there's always something to keep me going though the thoughts of ending my service popped up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St John had caused a very big impact on my life, be it character, interpersonal skills, relationships and friendship. i just have so much so much ties with it till i'm already bonded with this organisation, to be specific, to this corps, East View Corps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before attending this camp, i had the mindset that this camp will be last commitment to the corps and organisation. due to school, work, friends and surrounding doesn't seem fit with sjab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this camp i realised that it's not me that i should only think about, the officers who are in need of help, the teacher in charge whose on fire for the cca, the cadets who have the willingness to learn, the faith the parents gave me to leave me to mould their child up to be a better person and the friends i gained in this extraordinary corps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm sure i'm not that noble to cultivate the young to be a strong and knowledgeable person, but at least i would try. the reason to stay would have to be the platoon that i'm taking now, Bravos. i want them to be a batch of capable people who are able to bring this corps to the next level, a level yet known, a level that East View gonna experience a big change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this little help that i'm giving would be vital to this batch of potential leaders, followers and team players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that this decision to stay on is a right one=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-4874660117329995301?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4874660117329995301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=4874660117329995301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4874660117329995301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/4874660117329995301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/st-john.html' title='St John'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1278868072105787412.post-8518790244343338491</id><published>2007-11-27T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T03:36:09.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just-me'/><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>well oh well.... after so many tries of setting up a blog and have the discipline to constantly updating, i've decided to set it up though majority of us were already tired of this invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog will be kept to keep all my memories i've been through so i wont forget those small but meaningful things that had happened in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1278868072105787412-8518790244343338491?l=the-life-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8518790244343338491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1278868072105787412&amp;postID=8518790244343338491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8518790244343338491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1278868072105787412/posts/default/8518790244343338491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-life-story.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>superman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17948467720012269180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
