<?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-26319878</id><updated>2011-12-22T13:39:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaSa's Secret Garden!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I vent out whatever unhappiness and happiness in my life. As I doens't like affecting my friends &amp; making people low morale, I'll keep things to myself, causing myself in depression. So this is a place for me to blow out whatever it's inside me..

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For people who enjoyed my blog, thanks to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>464</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6033524589473640218</id><published>2011-05-12T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:29:51.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Done my supy flights last week on Wednesday and Thursday to Nairobi (Kenya) and Amman (Jordan) respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before doing the first supy flight, I was filled with nervousness and fear that I won't get my job done in time correctly. Plus the feeling of butterflies in my stomach on my first supy, it isn't too goos a feeling. However, it went on well, with wonderful crews and passengers to and from Nairobi. As the flight is a turnaround flight, and the flying hours is long (5 hours per journey), I can learn a lot of things on board, and also build relationship with the passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the return trip from Nairobi, there were a few chinese passenger in the First Class cabin and the first class crew were not able to converse with them properly, hence I was paged frequently for help in the First Class cabin. It was an experience that I won't forget, talking to the First Class passengers. They are all so nice, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service and having our meals in the galley, I make my way out to the cabin to get people to do some survey for us as well as do some PR with the passengers. I talked to this 2 chinese man from Guang Zhou (China) and they don't seem to stop after talking. After that I served a Scotish man who worked in Singapore for 10 years in Jurong, and now living in Indonesia with his wife. He is travelling along and I think he feels bored sitting on his seats for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Amman flight, it was a full load flight for both journey, and due to an hour of delay, passengers were not really very happy when they travel, service bells all over the place and 5 steps service to be done in 2 hours. I hardly get the chance to rest my feet. Luckily crews were nice too, and they were really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first operational flight and I was rather nervous today as I have no idea what I should do. And today I have a door to myself, meaning I am responsible for the door's safety check, as well as my area of responsibilities for safety and security. So I should say I am very proud of my performance today as I did everything on my own. Arming &amp;amp; disarming the door, securing my cabin, security check of my cabin area, meal services and clearance, all done by myself without someone double-ending with me. I hope I will get a hook out of everything and get used to the routine very soon. As it was a rather short flight, we need to rush our service, especially during the return sector, that we nearly run for our meal cart and do the meal service. We didn't even have time to do tea &amp;amp; coffee by hand due to the short cruising time. But luckily all the passengers were understanding and they know our time constrains. I simply love the passengers on board, no as scary as what the trainers say during training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crews on board were nice, especially the purser from Thailand. Seeing her definitely makes you feel happy all day long with her helpful front and her bubbly character. I like this kinda purser, and the company should have more of such kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More flights coming up and till time, I will update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6033524589473640218?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6033524589473640218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6033524589473640218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2011/05/done-my-supy-flights-last-week-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4089212728738266235</id><published>2011-05-02T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T00:16:14.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the last day of training today after 6 weeks of intensive drilling in of all the safety, medical, security and service needs on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this 6 weeks, people in our class are FORCED to work with each other &lt;em&gt;(we are not given a choice as you can see),&lt;/em&gt; as well as FORCED to love each other during this 6 weeks time. While we are just going to get used to loving each other and get a hook on our friendship with each other, they want us seperated, by FORCE again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can say that it's great to graduate from the college and get into real business now, but at the same time I feel kinda nervous, knowing that I will be the most junior person on board the aircraft, and may not know what is happening on the aircraft. I have get used to having my fellow colleagues around me during training to help me along when I don't remember anything, but come to think of it now, I am all alone and have to rely on myself. I really hope I can handle the stress and people on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 weeks training were intensive as mention earlier, but I felt that it was fruitful and essential to prepare us to fly professionally. Like what the trainers always mention, if 1700 batches in front of us can do it, we can do it as well. I believe I can do it as well as I have faith in myself. However, knowing that I am a slow learner, I need to be 200% more hardworking than anyone else in order to make sure I remember and do things correctly. I hope the Purser and SFSes won't get too hard on me, seeing that I am new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do some recap on the training I've gone through since I have not blog about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Week 1 - Induction Week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This week is for us to understand the different departments in the college as well as HQ. It is also a nutshell for us to understand what we will be doing for the next few weeks &lt;em&gt;(although they don't tell, but when yoy go through the rest of the weeks, you will realise what you learn during the 1st week is really useful)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 2 &amp;amp; 3 - Safety &amp;amp; Emergency Procedures (SEP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 2 weeks of intensive training on the aircraft safety, location of all the emergency equipments, as well as how to operate the aircraft doors of different types of aircrafts. Did a lot of practical and mock ups on the safety and emergency in the state of the art stimulator in the college, which I am really impressed in, with all the decompression, turbulence, fire in the cabin &lt;em&gt;(which you can actually feel the heat),&lt;/em&gt; etc. It's simply amazing. With the wonderful trainers we have, it's simply enjoyable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Week 4 - General Medical Training (GMT)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This week we will be practicing on each other, in regards to medical issues on board the aircraft. We learn about all the signs and symptoms of the illness that will happen on board and how to handle it. And I am proud to say that I am a CPR certified personnel who know how to do CPR already &lt;em&gt;(which I always wanted to learn when I am in Singapore).&lt;/em&gt; With the skills that the trainer has given to us, I believe we will be able to cope with most of the medical issues on board the aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 5 - Security, Image &amp;amp; Uniform and Nujoum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should say this is the most relaxed week for me as we general need not do much things through the week. During Seccurity, we learn how to do the Aircraft Restarint Techniques, and have a wonderful session in class restraining each other and learning how to restrain distruptive passengers. I always love to go for all this restrain classes as I like things to be done physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image &amp;amp; Uniform day was a wonderful and fun day too as we all get to wear our cabin crew uniform for the first time. Everyone seems so professional once they are in their uniform. We learn in general how to put on makeup ourselves and how to put on nail polish ourselves. But I love the fact that there is no assessments for this, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nujoum was a day full of surprises, at least for me. I enjoyed the challenge that we have to challenge our limit i.e. rock climbing, net climbing, the pole, ladder, etc. It was a fun and relaxing day. I enjoyed the day a lot too. I especially like the last part of the Nujoum, which I feel so touched after they provide us with the surprise with thr stars around, because we are all stars of the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Week 6 &amp;amp; 7 - Service Training&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is the last phase of our training in the college before we go ahead to commence in our supy flight and then move on to the operating flight which is about a week after we graduate from the college. It was a lot of information to absorb and learn during this 1.5 weeks of training and I am rather proud that we can achieve the result of operating the whole cabin and galley by ourselves after the first few days. I am really impressed with ourselves. From day one which we know nuts about aircraft service, and feeling stressed in all the service routines, until now that we are quite familiarise and ready to operate any galley, I can say that we are doing a real good job, so are the strict trainers that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have finished everything for the training, I felt rather sentimental about leaving all my wonderful friends and colleagues and going on to real business on flight, but it's part and parcel of the training. But I believe that the training really helped us a lot in regards to our service and safety on board the aircraft, and that our customers will feel safe and comfortable boarding the flight with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I am feeling nervous for my Supy flight as I still don't know where I will be going and it will be my first official flight&lt;em&gt; (although it's observatory).&lt;/em&gt; But I will do my best and learn as much things as possible on these flights so that I can apply them on my first operating flight to Theran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room mate analysed my roster routes and mention that all the routes that I've got are rather difficult routes to manage due to the demand and the time on air. But she believes that I will be very experts in operating the flight after a month since all my flights are difficult to handle and if I can handle them, i will be pro after that. &lt;em&gt;(hopefully...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through so many weeks of training, and pleasant surprises that the company has given us throughout the training phase, I can loudly say that I am proud to work with a company which is full of surprises, listen to their employee's feedback, and continuously improving. Hope it will continue to grow and provide more surprises for the passengers as well as employees, as it really makes someone's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP DISCOVERING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4089212728738266235?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4089212728738266235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4089212728738266235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-last-day-of-training-today-after-6.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5850460556994497535</id><published>2010-11-28T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T18:40:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/TPIwrFPtEeI/AAAAAAAABeE/4xnb2mSC0Zc/s1600/100_8063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544547607947055586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/TPIwrFPtEeI/AAAAAAAABeE/4xnb2mSC0Zc/s400/100_8063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/TPIwq7HOCiI/AAAAAAAABd8/cKpqBfSy26Q/s1600/100_7961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544547605227112994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/TPIwq7HOCiI/AAAAAAAABd8/cKpqBfSy26Q/s400/100_7961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLAIN CUPCAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is the simple basic recipe that is the base for many of the decorated&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes. Additional ingredients can be added to boost up the flavours for the&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try the recipe and enjoy the baking experience. I'll upload ingredients for&lt;br /&gt;flavoured cupcakes soon, so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;125 g salted buter, softened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;125 g caster sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;125 g self-rising flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 medium eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 teaspoons vanilla essence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12/ 24 holes bun tray lined with paper cases &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(alternatively you can use individual metal cup cases put the paper case on it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat oven to 190 degree celcius.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat the eggs together with vanilla essence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat together the butter and sugar in a bowl until light and fluffy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in beaten eggs, flour and milk one by one to the bowl and continue to beat until mixture is smooth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Divide thw mixture between the paper cases to slightly above the centre of the paper cases so that it will not overflow during baking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring the fill paper cases into the preheated oven and bake it in the centre of the oven until the cakes have risen and are just firm to the touch in the centre.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This will normally take around 12 to 15 minutes to bake for standard size cupcakes and around 10 to 12 minutes for mini cupcakes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After baking, remove the cupcakes from the oven and transfer them to the wire rack to cool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5850460556994497535?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5850460556994497535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5850460556994497535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/11/plain-cupcakes-this-is-simple-basic.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/TPIwrFPtEeI/AAAAAAAABeE/4xnb2mSC0Zc/s72-c/100_8063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-622531813092233318</id><published>2010-09-08T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:17:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been feeling well lately since Saturday. I have been having slight sore throat, or rather dry throat since then till now, and it makes me feel so uncomfortable. Lucky thing is I didn't lose my voice this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also facing difficulties in waking up in the morning despite sleep early the night before. Was wondering what is happening to me man. Why am I feeling so tired recently? Think my body is giving me signal telling me &lt;em&gt;'hey, you should watch out your body if not you will get sick'&lt;/em&gt;. Damn. I have been very obedient, reaching home early and sleeping early already, drinking a lot of water and eating fruits and vegetables. Why am I like that again? I seldom get fever previously, and now I get sick so easily. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Kaplan yesterday to check out on a degree that I'm inetersted in taking up. It's a Bahelor of Arts with Double Majors in Psychology &amp;amp; Marketing Management, from Murdoch University, Australia. It's a 2 years to 2.5 years course which consist of first major Psychology and second major Marketing Management, that consist of all the needed modules. From what I read from the course syllabus, its rather well covered over psychology and marketing management. However, I am still in delimma whether to take up the course or not as I have no idea if this is a good degree for myself and useful for my future career advancement or not. It will cost me $30K to complete the course, which means that I will get the degree only in 2013 knowing that the next intake is January 2011. Good thing about the course and Kaplan is that textbooks and study materials are all included inside the $30K, which I do not need to worry about additional cost on buying books and all, which other institute didn't keep in view of. Bad thing is they are using local lecturers, which I find that they are not as pro as overseas lecturers, although they say the lecturers are specially selected by Murdoch University themselves &lt;em&gt;(had bad experience from other institute previously)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now till Novemeber, which is the closing of the application for intake in Jan 2011, I still have a few months to seek advice and do more research on the school and course, till then I think I should be more or less decided whether I am taking it or not. But thinking that I can study again makes me so happy. I think I'm really having problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept comments from anyone reading this, whether it's about the degree, the university, the local institute, etc. I need advise from all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance for guidance. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-622531813092233318?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/622531813092233318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/622531813092233318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-not-been-feeling-well-lately-since.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-8407922834878735138</id><published>2010-08-18T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T00:25:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hurt someone real deep just now. All I can say now is &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;Had dinner with dar and after that went to ECP for a heart to heart talk about our problems. I didn&amp;#39;t know how to, or rather I didn&amp;#39;t want to really say what I should say as I know he will sure be upset.&lt;p&gt;But I ended up saying everything. People who knows me know what I expect in a relationship and knows what I dislike about my partner. I said all that I wanted to said, cry a whole lot out and finished my conversation with him. I ended up acting like a counseller, like a philisopher, or rather a psychaitrist. Oh my, I didn&amp;#39;t went through so much in my life but ended up like I live in this universe for ages. God gracious.&lt;p&gt;Before leaving for home, I ask him to reconsider if we are suitable for each other and whether we are the one for each other till old. Like I&amp;#39;ve always say, I am looking for a person whom I can spend my whole life with, but sadly he kinda don&amp;#39;t fit in. I am also thinking through the same question, whether he is really the one for me.&lt;p&gt;While driving me home, I saw him crying. I breaks my heart to see him cry. I tried asking him not to cry but he didn&amp;#39;t admit he is crying. I&amp;#39;m sorry dar for making you sad. I just want you to know my problem. Really sorry.&lt;p&gt;*Entry via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-8407922834878735138?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8407922834878735138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8407922834878735138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hurt-someone-real-deep-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-640428042863647166</id><published>2010-08-17T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:54:12.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I need a drink some days with my friends and just my friends. I am lacking my own time with my friends and have this feeling that I've let down my friends, whenever they ask me out, I will reject them due to my boyfriend. I had always placed my friends before my boyfriend and recently I tend to shift the attention to my boyfriend and neglect my friends. Sorry to all my friends, close friends and buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I felt kinda lost as I have no idea who to turn to when I needed a shoulder to lean on, and who to turn to when I needed someone to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I felt that my smile and laugh are so fake recently. Not deep down from my heart. Am I not happy with myself or my surrounding environment? Or am I just not contented? I've got no idea. I think I am the problem and I think I need to do something to mend my problems. But how am I going do solve all the problems (or are they really problems at the first place, I don't know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting so vexed recently. Just want to be alone, locking myself up from the people outside, didn't want to interact with anyone outside this few days. Maybe I've been out everyday and hasn't really been spending my time at home recently, which I've lost a sense of belonging already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum always ask me "Is his temper good?", I'll say ok loh. But I never really think in depth whether he is really ok with his temper. Sigh. I'm vexed, very vexed. Don't want to be disturbed by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about my future and marriage. I want a stable family and a happy marriage. Started to think of whether he is the right choice for myself to spend the rest of my life with? Will I be happy with him? But I don't even have a slightest thinking to getting married to him. The more I want to aim to get marry by the age 28, the more I will think a lot and feel that the person I'm with is not the person I will want to spend my whole life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? Argh~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-640428042863647166?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/640428042863647166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/640428042863647166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-i-need-drink-some-days-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1017740585963998479</id><published>2010-08-15T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:57:06.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s been a long time since I last put up an entry here. Has been very busy recently with my assistant away on maternity leave and getting into a relationship.&lt;p&gt;So many things happened during these few months. Colleagues come and go, old colleagues leaving the company for better offer which may not be as good, young boss admitting into hospital due to some infection thingy to his pulses, etc.&lt;p&gt;So many things happened in just a few months and I started to have negetive feeling against my relationship. I have no idea if I have made a right choice, a good choice. No doubt, my partner is a nice person in nature, however his temper and attitude towards some things might be uncontrollable at times. It may be his new job giving him too much stress, and in turn make his mood bad and hence throw his unhappiness and vexed feeling towards me. I can tolerate all the bad temper and stupid attitude he has towards me, but I can&amp;#39;t take it when he didn&amp;#39;t want to talk about the problem and be there showing black faces to me with one word answers whenever I talked to him. Another thing is he will vexed his anger at his driving - drive super fast and recklessly when he is in bad mood.&lt;p&gt;Suddenly I feel, I don&amp;#39;t understand him enough, or rather he don&amp;#39;t understand me enough. I don&amp;#39;t like giving suggestion and making decision on places to go for meals, and he will keep asking me to make decision, which I don&amp;#39;t do so he will feel pek chek again. He never apologise for bad temper to me before when he shouldn&amp;#39;t.&lt;p&gt;I love freedom, and love going out with friends. Because of him, I didn&amp;#39;t have time to accomapny my friends as I needs to accompany him and he will feel neglected if I don&amp;#39;t accompany him. This has caused me not being able to meet my own friends as they feel awkward being with us. I feel I have less close friends already.&lt;p&gt;Not too sure if its demanding or because he wants to be with me longer, but I can&amp;#39;t take it when I always have to go to his house (he doesn&amp;#39;t like coming my house) and when I requested to go home, he will feel unhappy and give you that attitude face.&lt;p&gt;Maybe its a a sign of MCP (male chevalist pig) or SNAG (Singapore New Aged Guy). I don&amp;#39;t like. I don&amp;#39;t like MCP or SNAG. I like freedom and not being tied down.&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#39;t feel happy at all. I don&amp;#39;t feel the love anymore, at least from my side. Think I&amp;#39;ve got problems in maintaining a good relationship.&lt;p&gt;Am I making a choice that is incorrect in the first place? Did I choose the wrong person? Is he the one that I can consider to be my future husband? What shall I do? Getting so stressed up. Argh~ I&amp;#39;m a problematic gal, and I think I seriously have a problem.&lt;p&gt;*Entry via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1017740585963998479?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1017740585963998479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1017740585963998479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-been-long-time-since-i-last-put-up.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4681244649503897816</id><published>2010-03-02T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:16:22.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>“曾经有一份真诚的爱，摆在眼前你却看不到”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我上司常常喜欢讲的一句话。想了一想，也挺有道理的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道这是人的本性，还是各人的问题。每当拥有一样东西时，往往都不回去珍惜与爱惜它。就好比以上的那句话一样，曾经就有哪个机会让他和她在一起，却因为种种原因，种种观念与想法挡住自己的思想，自己内心所要接受的，表达的感觉读给压抑着。一直以为，那份真诚的爱会原地不动的在那里等待他或她的回应。但这种所谓的‘真诚的爱’的期限到底有多长，到底它能等多久？我想没人能有个确定的答案吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么人类一定要等到东西远离我们了，离开我们了，无法再重回以往的时候才来后悔，才来对自己的所作所为感到有种不因该的想法呢？举个例来说，他明明就对她有好感，有感觉，为什么不放手一搏，当她提出在一起的要求时，尝试在一起呢？为什么要顾虑那么多因果后来呢？偶尔想想，有些东西若你不自己去尝试一下，你永远不会知道那种感觉是什么。就好比恋爱一样，没试过怎么会知道以后会发生什么事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到她有了新的对象，新的感觉时才来对她说你对她其实是有感觉的，那会不会太迟了？当她对他所一些事关于另一个他时，那个他就默默在那自责，妒忌，那又有何用？没有行动就等于没努力，也就等于失败收场。如果她被另一个他给打动了，罪不至的就是拒绝面对这一切的自己。所谓，人生最大的敌人不是别人，而是自己。如果连自己那关都过不了，接下来种种的关卡要如何去冲进呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人类最大的缺点就是“想太多”。又也想没有也想，这样只会把自己弄得更累，也让自己错失大好机会与良机。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，从今天起，要对自己有多一点的信心，多身旁的人有着多一点的信心。该说的，大胆说出来，该做的大胆做出来。只要试过才会知道结果是什么。即使失败了，也不会将来后悔收场，因为“人间有奇迹”。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4681244649503897816?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4681244649503897816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4681244649503897816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6933075490084383678</id><published>2010-02-23T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:26:51.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I last did my entry. I've been busy with work and play for the past one month that I hardly even have time to come in here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to all the partying and playing, I'm sick once again (2 weeks after the previous major consistence fever). Feeling so weak to even get up from the bed this morning, hence I decided to utilize my MC today. Initially thought I could be well enough to go work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I will still be completing my work (which I told myself I should by today) at home, and only after completing that artwork will I be able to rest well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have a good sleep last night as I was flipping left and right, waking up in the middle of the night several time. It seems like my brain is running non stop. I've got no idea what it is thinking about as I was so blur by the medication that I just open my eyes, look around my room, and sleep once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up again at around 4.30am for my toilet break (still blur) and after that gave an SMS to Mr. V before I sleep coz he mention he will wake up that time to prepare and go for his training. Poor thing gotta wake up so early just to catch the first train and the last shuttle service to his training site in order to be there for his training at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offered to give him a lift if he can't make it on time even after taking the first train and last shuttle service (ocassionally of course) and asked him to pay me transportation (LOL). Like that I won't be late for work, and I can also do my things too since so early no one will call the office. *WINK* Good idea right. But I bet I won't be able to wake up that early. Told him to propose to my boss that I send him then I start work at 7am and end work at 4pm (not bad right).. Wahaha.. I think I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, body immune system not too good, keep getting sick so easily. I think the yearly horoscope prediction is quite true. This year I'll have lots of sickness, and really have to cure it totally if not it will relapse very easily. So I think I should heed their advice and really rest and recover from my sickness totally before I do anything funny. (hee...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the doctor bluff me once again. He told me the cough syrup is not drowsy, only the stuffy nose pill is drowsy, but why do i feel like I just had alcohol now?? Liar doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I gotta get going to take my lunch and finish up my artwork design before I concuss once again. Damn doctor.. Grrr~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6933075490084383678?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6933075490084383678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6933075490084383678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1304642084055266090</id><published>2010-01-12T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:49:44.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watched "Fourth Kind" after my dance lesson with Mr. Tang just now and the movie is keeping me in suspense all the way till now. Can't stop thinking about the incident, and why the people who went through it didn't want to be involved in the investigation of the case for the movie. There must be something that they are hiding that they didn't want to tell, or refuse to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show itself is not fantastic as it's a really slow movie. What keeps you in suspense is that until the end of the movie, you still don't know what the 'thing' is. Ending with all the recordings from various sources saying about them seeing wierd stuff flying around USA sky at particular nights, with white color background, make someone think a lot into the things that happen, and you won't know whether by the end of the credits, anything will appear or not. I didn't dare to stay till the end, afraid that there will be something coming out from the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially planned to go Vivo for movie but it seems to be full house for the cinema in Vivo for Fourth Kind, hence we headed to Tiong Bahru Plaza for the movie instead. Luckily I am early. After getting the tickets, I went to have my dinner at the foodcourt. Shop around Tiong Bahru Plaza and went in to the cinema for movie at 9.35pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance lesson today was fun, but still stressful as we have finished learning our chromography today. I think I will forget the last part of the chromography as it's quite difficult. The first 2 part was fine to me as I can still remember, the last part is the difficult one as there are a lot of body movements and I don't think I can remember. Argh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a lot of good movies released and it's time for me to catch them soon. Wahaha. Planned to watch Jump Up as well as Listen soon, and the dog movie Hichiko releasing on 21 January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo~~ It will be a movie month this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1304642084055266090?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1304642084055266090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1304642084055266090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/01/went-to-watched-fourth-kind-after-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-884632486531332219</id><published>2010-01-10T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:48:25.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since i last enter my entry. Apologies as I was so damn busy for the past 2 weeks. &lt;p&gt;My marketing executive's dad kick the bucket on Sunday, hence she has to go back to her country to settle her dad's wake and some family matters. This time she leave, she will only be back like 2 weeks later, which means that I have to take over her role and continue to oversee the company's operation that I need to. Busy is the only word to describe my 2 weeks. &lt;p&gt;Lucikly for the past 2 weeks, it's a short week due to festive seasons (Xmas and New Year), so not that bad. &lt;p&gt;On X'mas eve, our friend Ryan organised a X'mas feast dinner at his humble house with a few of other friends whom we have not met for months already. It's a great catch up session with the guys and gals, plus lots of laughter. Surprisingly, we didn't drink a lot at Ryan's house. All of us were sobber. That's so unusual. We normally drink till we concuss during festive seasons at friend's house. &lt;p&gt;Anyway, X'mas day was another boring day as I stayed home all day long. Didn't go out at all. &lt;p&gt;Saturday was Ray's big day - his wedding day. As it's a working day for us (half day), I went to office in the morning and left for lunch with the guys at around 1pm. As Mr. Tang is going CWP to get his M1 like converted to Singtel, and can get his friend to help, I tag along and recontract my line as well as get a free phone. I don't like iPhone, hence I got the free Sony Ericsson W595, pink in color. His parents also get the same phone, haha. I left early as i need to go home prepare myself to attend the banquet for Ray. &lt;p&gt;Picked up Jun Hong and Dayn before I headed to the banquet location. Seems like were are the last few guests. Oppz. Sadly, I was arranged to be sitted with the table where Matthew, Neozone people and Aaron sits, seperated from the Innotec people. Well, I know of the arrangement main intention is not to let me sit in the same table as someone else, but to me, I'm fine. Whether she's around or not, doesn't matter to me. It doesn't bothers me. I just do what I want. Why can't I eat with that person around. I still can eat with great appetite loh. So what's the big deal? &lt;p&gt;After banquet, I headed to pick up Mr. Tang at his house to go for a midnight movie to watch Treasure Hunter. So nice of him accompanying me watch that show even though he could watch with his friends. The show itself isn't too fantastic, hence it's not really a recommended movie. The scenes are good but storyline sucks big time. If you want to see beau and Jay, you can watch it during normal days. &lt;p&gt;Tuesday went to watch movie with Mr. V and Karen - Alvin and the Chipmunks 2. The show isn't that nice too although the chipmunks and chipettes are cute. A difinitely can watch show for kids. After movie, we headed to the nearby Bat Kut Teh for our late dinner before we headed home. &lt;p&gt;Wednesday initially wanted to meet Jac and Karen for dinner but I was in office till like near to 9pm, so I called off the meeting. Ended up having dinner with Terry and Tiong at the nearby coffeeshop. After dinner, we headed home, still. &lt;p&gt;Thursday was New Year's Eve and I didn't have program for the day (sad), all the way until night time when I asked a few people before they agreed to come out. In the end, we went to Pauliner for the countdown. &lt;p&gt;After that, headed to my friend's house to put up for a few hours before I headed to the location where my coach is picking us up at Boon Lay Shopping Centre. Thanks for allowing me to put up at your house wor. Hee. &lt;p&gt;Genting trip was boring as I was so called the loner (brother acc his gf, parent together and I alone). Plus the bad weather cause the trip to be not so fruitful. Luckily I brought my N71 there and I got myself a prepaid Sim card that allows me to go online all day long for just 5 bucks ringgit. Cheap cheap nai. Second day, we headed down to KL city for our shopping spree at Sungei Wang and Time Square. The most fruitful moment during the trip. Got myself few tops and bottoms. Got myself a perfume (16 bucks ringgit and smells super nice, I like it) and some VCDs during the trips. Other than tat, nothing much to be happy about. I didn't played the Themepark at all (thanks to the weather). First time I go genting never play Themepark loh. Wasted trip. &lt;p&gt;Back in Singapore on Sunday evening and headed back home after my family had dinner at the hawker beside Boon Lay Shopping Centre. &lt;p&gt;It's yet another working day on Monday, but Alicia is back. Yeah! Haha. Went for my dance lesson in the evening after a week's break and learn more chromography and steps on the dance. Great! We were split into groups and at the end of the 8 lessons, we have to showcase our dance steps to the teacher. Suddenly felt a bit stress. &lt;p&gt;After my dance, I headed to Jurong to collect my wine puzzle as my friend helped me fixed up. I love it. I glows in the dark some more loh. Will hang up in my room soon. Hee. &lt;p&gt;After that headed to Sembawang to have dinner with the sales team and Matthew at Fat Fish. Food there is clean and fresh, and their service is superb too. Recommended place for small get together. Important thing is, it's air-conditioned. Haha. Don't need to be scared that you will sweat while you eat. Haha. &lt;p&gt;Tuesday work till late at there is a last minute roadshow at Toa Payoh and we need to step up our booth before hand. Ended up we waited till 12 midnight to just set up the portable booth. &lt;p&gt;Headed back to TPY the next day morning to finish up the set up before the event starts. Tang need to go AMK collect deposit, hence have to leave. Luckily Dayn came in time. Later on, headed to AMK to meet Tang for lunch and get the deposit from him to pass back to office. &lt;p&gt;I had my facial appointment that very night but ended up I postpone it as I was very late. I was at TPY serving a customer till around 7pm before I go source for locks, cloth to cover the glass cabin and clips. I walked the whole TPY Central and pathetically found 1 shop that sells it. &lt;p&gt;It's late already. and by the time I reach CWP, it's like 8.30pm, not enough time for facial. Postpone it and waited for Mr. V to come CWP for dinner together. While waiting, I went to the cinema to get tickets for Thursday to watch Bodyguards and Assassins with Karen. &lt;p&gt;Thursday evening headed to TPY and stayed at the Roadshow a while before I headed to Cineleisure for movie. Bodyguard and Assassins is indeed a nice movie. But sadly we've missed the first 20 minutes of the movie due to both of our blurness. We thought the movie starts at 8.50pm but initially it starts 8.30pm. Blur blur. &lt;p&gt;Friday went to TPY to take a look at the people after sending Mr. V to MacPherson Royal Sporting House Factory Outlet. Along the way at the junction, I saw Ray's car. Waved at him and headed down to TPY. Help in packing up the booth before I leave. Initially meeting Tiong for dinner, but ended up both of us headed home. &lt;p&gt;Saturday was another busy day. As the people who are suppose to be on duty have appointment to go and no one take over Dayn's shift so I went to take over while Tang came later to save me as I need to be home for the mio TV installation between 4pm to 6pm. After that headed back to TPY to help transport the things back to office. After settling everything, Dayn, Tang and me headed to Maxwell for dinner before headed down to join in Dayn's friend for a small chill out at 62 Pub. Not bad place. Played a few iPhone games on Tang's mobilephone and drink a bit before we headed home. &lt;p&gt;Sunday is here finally but it's soon coming to an end. Sad. Sunday always pass so fast. Doing some hanky panky to my hair now and believe the outcome will be quite speical and unique. Hope I don't look lian. Haha. &lt;p&gt;Coming week will continue to be a busy week for me but I'll look forward to weekend again. Hee. &lt;p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-884632486531332219?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/884632486531332219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/884632486531332219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-been-such-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-8095836682213615823</id><published>2009-12-19T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:34:13.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s been some time since I last blog. It’s been a busy past one week for me, be it work or personal. Now then I realize that my December is normally always packed with programmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was a usual day at work. During evening time, Mr. Tang tried to &lt;em&gt;jio&lt;/em&gt; people for dinner, which ended up only me, him and Tiong were on for the dinner. Initially having dinner with Tiong alone as he mention he wanted to treat me for dinner, but ended up having the dinner at Summer Breeze together with the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mr. Tang went to Summer Breeze first as we were both in office before that, which Tiong join in after he collected deposit from his customers at Tiong Bahru area. After parking our car, we started walking to the place, and explored the pub beside Summer Breeze that we thought there was a live band &lt;em&gt;(we were deceived by the music played by them actually).&lt;/em&gt; Still, we ended up at Summer Breeze since it’s the usual place I hang out and also a place where we went before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, Tiong came by and we started ordering our food and drinks. Think Tiong is having some kick to drink Martell that day, hence he called for one Martell. Me and Mr. Tang both agreed that the environment is not suitable for Martell, and the Martell there tasted weird. And after finishing the bottle of Martell, I can conclude that Martell can only be drank at an environment that suits its status, not somewhere outdoor &lt;em&gt;(like Summer Breeze).&lt;/em&gt; After finishing a bottle of Martell &lt;em&gt;(with only the 3 of us),&lt;/em&gt; they started to go for Hoeggarden in a Tower. They ordered 3 towers of Hoeggarden, and again I can conclude that mixing of alcohol is really a killer. I think I concussed after drink the first tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 3am when we left the place and we all are not in a state to drive home after having so much alcohol. Hence, we rest at the sea breaker area for a while. Tiong left first as his house is just nearly, leaving only me and Mr. Tang there, waiting for the alcohol in our blood to subside a bit before we both drive home. Didn’t know that we were at the sea breezer area for quite a long time before we headed back to our car. Went to Mr. Tang’s car to help him set the songs that I helped him to burn to the Jay Chou ones before I go to my car. After getting in to my car, I concussed again, which I didn’t know that Mr. Tang was in my car when I wanted to stepped on to my accelerator and head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be the first and the last time for me to drink so much &lt;em&gt;(on no occasions)&lt;/em&gt; as it’s totally not good to our health, and worst of all I don’t remember things that happened that night. This is not good. I don’t like the feeling. It might be good to not remember things, but I still feels that being conscious and sober should be the way to go, and not high till a certain extend that I know nothing about what’s happening. I don’t even remembering myself taking pictures that night. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the pictures only when I was at District 10 with Karen, while waiting for two of my friends to join in. It’s really shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening, as mention above, I went to District 10 with Karen, Jac &amp;amp; Michelle for a little dinner and chill out. As I was out whole night the night before &lt;em&gt;(only reach home at around 6am),&lt;/em&gt; I am like a walking zombie when it’s coming to an end of the day on Saturday, know out that I did nap for 1 hour at home before going out to meet them. I am like stoning there and not concentrating on what my friends are saying. Argh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the gals for the little chill out session at a new place which I never went before &lt;em&gt;(a nice and great place to chill and relax, although food are rather high priced).&lt;/em&gt; I got a complimentary birthday cheesecake that very night and the cheesecake is delicious. Yummy~~ Thanks to the staffs of District 10 as well for singing the Birthday Song in a brand new way. Thanks for everything that night.&lt;br /&gt;After sending them back home, I concussed straight after I landed my body on the bed. I am that tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a planned cycling trip at East Coast with Karen, Jac, Keenan, Ryan, Mr. Tang &amp;amp; myself initially, but ended up only me and Mr. Tang were there for the cycling trip. All fly me A380 aeroplane, but the plane never arrived. I think the ‘pilot’ never pass their exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Mr. Tang started our cycling journey at 3pm after having our brunch &lt;em&gt;(Mr.Wong Beef Noodles)&lt;/em&gt; at Marine Parade Hawker Centre. We cycle all the way from East Coast Park to Changi Beach Park &lt;em&gt;(near Changi Village).&lt;/em&gt; From what my friend told me, it’s about 40KM in total. Wow~~ that’s far. But it’s a great explore, and it’s a mission accomplished. I saw so many planes taking off and landing, which I enjoyed watching so much &lt;em&gt;(although I hate the loud sound that was generated by the engine and air pressure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cycling trip, we headed to Punggol Marina Club for our BBQ + Steamboat buffet &lt;em&gt;(we are craving for BBQ food).&lt;/em&gt; Had a sumptuous meal there with all the yummy food that night. Feeling tired and shagged after the whole day of outing, we headed home at around 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was another typical working say &lt;em&gt;(don’t have the feeling to go work actually). &lt;/em&gt;After work, I headed for my dance lesson. My leg was so tired that I can’t stretch well for my dance. Argh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, I headed to Bugis Junction for a little shopping to get Tiong and Lynus birthday present before I headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was my birthday. It seems to be yet another typical day for me until I got two surprises. First, I got a bouquet of lilies from an anonymous person, followed by a balloon from my beloved sista, Karen. So shocked, but of course happy. I always enjoy having surprises, although I might be really shock right at that point of time, but I will feel so pampered during than. Didn’t went put on my birthday night, and reached home exceptionally early (&lt;em&gt;so not Trisa).&lt;/em&gt; Started watching DVD and sleep thereafter. It’s just another ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday headed to Jurong Point for some mini shopping and dinner with Mr. Tang. Initially wanted to go there to collect money from customer but customer won’t be home till late, hence will only do it on Monday. But nevertheless, I headed to Jurong Point still, thinking of applying the Singtel line for my company. Who knows, our quota has reached its max for a corporate account and we have to pay S$ 450.00 for each additional new line applied. WTH~ Who will apply a line with them if they were to charge people at such a high price for deposit. By the time we finish our enquiry, it’s like 9.30pm, whereby all the restaurant and food stalls are preparing to close. Initially wanted to eat curry noodles, but ended up eating Grilled Chicken Rice, which is one of the few stalls that is open on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tang had a crave to watch movie but there isn’t any good movie at Jurong Point and the new show that both ofus were interested in don’t have midnight slots that very night. Hence, we headed off to NTUC Fairprice Xtra for a stroll. I didn’t know that NTUC also have 24 hours kiosk. The one at Jurong Point is 24 hours open, and scarily, at 11pm, the queue at the counters are still long, even with many counters opened. Scary. Jurong people really don’t need to sleep one loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was another busy day at work and nearly to the end of the working day, Uncle came back with a box of access cards and ask me to help him do up an excel spreadsheet so that it will be easy for us to enter the cards into the reader and easy for the customer to issue cards to their residence. It took me some time to do as some of the cards are not in running order and uncle might have miss out, so I have to double check again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I finish my excel, it’s 7pm, and my facial appointment is also at 7pm &lt;em&gt;(Causeway Point).&lt;/em&gt; I fly all the way from Ubi to Causeway Point and reached the place at around 7.35pm, tired and shagged. After finishing my facial, which is around 9pm, I headed to Popular to help the sales guys to buy stationeries before I headed for my dinner and bills paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was also another busy day as Wei Wei An was on half day morning leave. I’m like running around the office like a crazy woman. During the evening time, I gave Jack a ride to Kovan for him to catch his bus to Malacca as he is running late. Thereafter, me and Geraldine &lt;em&gt;(who came over to my office to look for me)&lt;/em&gt; headed to Serangoon area there for dinner before heading to Oriental Plaza for a gathering with Elvin and gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for a while and left the place at 12.35amto go home and pack my stuff for KL the next day. Sleep at around 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and am feeling so lethargic. Sigh. Now I’m on the way to KL, and am blogging on the bus towards KL. Am super hungry de loh. Will blog again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-8095836682213615823?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8095836682213615823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8095836682213615823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4885892870097666408</id><published>2009-12-06T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:54:26.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the doctor for a check on my prolong cough that was not recovered for 2 weeks. Doctor told me I had to really take care of myself and prevent myself from getting my bronchitis back. Doctor asked me if I need an MC, and I rejected as I know I need to go office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the doctor, I headed to office striaght as I still have things to do and there suppose to be a meeting. Had the medicine a while after I reached office and within half an hour, I become a bit high, hence I stay in office a while more before I drive home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left office at around 2.30pm and headed home there after. Initially thought that after I reached home I can rest, but sadly I can't as my new bed is coming and if I rest, I will have to be awaken from my sleep when the bed come. In the end, I didn't sleep at all at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister then smsed me asking me to go out as she doesn't wants to stay home alone. She is moody, because of someone. Loving the wrong person is really painful. And loving a person without love in return is more. We might have walked the same footsteps of each other, but I believe my sister's situation is much worst than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't understand why this love and feeling thing just came and people just can't stop it. Sometimes I feel that if you don't have the feeling, or if you cannot give that person the promise, the realise, the status, why would you still want to selfishly keep the other person by your side. Why give the person a hope, a goal to hope for, and in the end destroy the hope and little glimpse of light to miracle. I no longer feel the hurt that was once throning in to my heart, because I know I shouldn't, and I cannot. But I have no idea why, when I heard what my sister is go through, I feel so sorry for her. Why didn't I warn her on what will be happening to her later on. Why didn't I warn her that the person who will be hurt will be her, and only her? Why didn't I warn her, warn her that she shouldn't be so considerate to everyone. I'm sorry my sister. In the end, I didn't do much help to prevent whatever thing that happen, therefore now, I hope the only way that I can, or may help is to accompany you when you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I didn't reject her even when I am super tired. I know if I reject her, I don't bother her, she will be so sad and think of everything under the sun and make herself cry to sleep again. Hence, I asked Jun Hong and Mr. Tang out together to go to Pasir Ris to chill out together. I know the other two will be capable to make her laugh, at least for a while or for that short moment. But at least, she will be happy for that moment. I understand the hurt will not subside so soon (I know mine has not subside totally), but I will teach her how to slowly let this pain subside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved sister, all the best to you and I know you can do it! I will definitely see the really cheerful and smiley Keren back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to Summer Breeze for a chill out (I think all of them like that place, as it was so windy that night) and of course, I am generous enough to bring friends to a place that I always love to go when I'm down nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off around 12.30am and wanted to go to Admiral Bar at Old Nelson Road to check out on the KTV pub, knowing that it was closed down. Hence, we left and I send them back to their house respectively. They were kinda disappointed. But well, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching home, I chiong my 偶像剧 again till 4am before I turn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and continue to watch the 偶像剧. It's touching one can. Alrighty, end my entry here and continue watching my 偶像剧.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4885892870097666408?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4885892870097666408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4885892870097666408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-to-doctor-for-check-on-my-prolong.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-8545993975378279063</id><published>2009-12-05T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:02:30.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你很爱他 - Linda from F.I.R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice nice song. It was voted the "Sad Song of the Year 2008".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached with the music video and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooFEotEKFPM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooFEotEKFPM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;当你确定你要离开我&lt;br /&gt;我没有说什麽 就当做了自由&lt;br /&gt;有好几次我都想挽留&lt;br /&gt;哭求也没有用 就当做是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;因爲我能明白 她的温柔&lt;br /&gt;对你是种解脱&lt;br /&gt;就坦白告诉我 谁是你的最爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实你很爱她 对我的惩罚&lt;br /&gt;说你没有想她 是可怜我吧&lt;br /&gt;我已没有藉口 只能放手&lt;br /&gt;不敢奢求 你说爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实你很爱她 她很温柔吗&lt;br /&gt;其实你很想她 就说出口吧&lt;br /&gt;我已不想多说 摀住耳朵&lt;br /&gt;不想再次听到你说&lt;br /&gt;你很爱她&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有好几次我都想挽留&lt;br /&gt;哭求也没有用 就当做是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;因爲我能明白 她的温柔 对你是种解脱&lt;br /&gt;就坦白告诉我&lt;br /&gt;谁是你的最爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实你很爱她 对我的惩罚&lt;br /&gt;说你没有想她 是可怜我吧&lt;br /&gt;我已没有藉口 只能放手&lt;br /&gt;不敢奢求 你说爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实你很爱她 她很温柔吗&lt;br /&gt;其实你很想她 就说出口吧&lt;br /&gt;我已不想多说 摀住耳朵&lt;br /&gt;不想再次听到你说 你很爱她&lt;br /&gt;你很爱她~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-8545993975378279063?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8545993975378279063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8545993975378279063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/linda-from-f.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-981035986307440126</id><published>2009-12-04T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:39:59.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;其实还爱你 - 阿沁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice song I thought, at times I even feel that this song reflects a lot on my situation at times. Well, the lyrics is so meaningful and the song is so nice. I love it. I've shared the music video along with this entry. Enjoy~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMsyn6kxYo0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WMsyn6kxYo0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;我讨厌 阴天的风&lt;br /&gt;冷得那么刺痛&lt;br /&gt;只有你 能够抚平所有的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;昨天的风筝在角落&lt;br /&gt;被谁丢到了路口&lt;br /&gt;我很不想让你找到离开的理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一夜 闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;我看到了恶梦&lt;br /&gt;你微笑 但是旁边的人不是我&lt;br /&gt;天空切开一道裂缝&lt;br /&gt;直接割到我心中&lt;br /&gt;不想装作脆弱&lt;br /&gt;也不想爱得懦弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我非常爱你不想失去你&lt;br /&gt;难道我没有权利说我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;你给了他的吻&lt;br /&gt;虽然只有余温&lt;br /&gt;可知道我多渴望抓住你的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心&lt;br /&gt;我每天假装开心害怕你离去&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里 最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一夜 闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;我看到了恶梦&lt;br /&gt;你微笑&lt;br /&gt;但是旁边的人不是我&lt;br /&gt;天空切开一道裂缝&lt;br /&gt;直接割到我心中&lt;br /&gt;不想装作脆弱&lt;br /&gt;也不想爱得懦弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我非常爱你不想失去你&lt;br /&gt;难道我没有权利说我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;你给了他的吻&lt;br /&gt;虽然只有余温&lt;br /&gt;可知道我多渴望抓住你的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心&lt;br /&gt;我每天假装开心害怕你离去&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里 最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里 最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-981035986307440126?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/981035986307440126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/981035986307440126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-nice-song-i-thought-at-times-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1256373163661994413</id><published>2009-12-04T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:03:20.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s Mr. Kelvin Saw&amp;#39;s Birthday today.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Haha..&lt;p&gt;Went over to Le Bar yesterday night to celebrate Mr. Saw&amp;#39;s birthday. People there were all the regular people with Jack, Dennis and Tiong (who left early as he is travelling the next day). I reached quite late as I went home and my dad was changing my room&amp;#39;s table and bed direction, which I was needed to gice opinion so that dad can do further improvisation.&lt;p&gt;As he is not working for the next two days (due to his taxi got hit at the back bumper by a motorbike when his hirer was driving the vehicle), he help in shifting all the barang barang in all the rooms at home, and now our rooms are changed to a new look.&lt;p&gt;After washing up, I rush all my way to Causeway Point to get a birthday cake for Mr. Saw. As Terry asked me to buy cute cake, like Hello Kitty cake, but I can&amp;#39;t find any cake in Hello Kitty, so I bought Bob the Builder cake for him. So cute can.. Haha. After that, we headed to Geylang 126 Eating House for supper (my dinner) and lefy for the day at 2am (all shagged).&lt;p&gt;Well, hope he enjoyed the simple and fun night out. More to come in the days. Haha.&lt;p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1256373163661994413?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1256373163661994413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1256373163661994413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-664089305986501341</id><published>2009-12-02T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:18:16.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this week will also be a busy and fulfilling week for myself. I have no idea why must I keep myself so busy, everyday pack myself with meet ups and appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my first MTV Groove dance lesson at Oschool. My lesson was taught my Ryan, who is a funny and nice dance teacher. First lesson was a lot of stretching of leg muscles (which I am not very used to it). By the end of the lesson, we learn how to do some simple kicking and left-right paramorey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, my leg muscle started to cramp up. It's a whole day of busy work before I headed home to change and go out for my movie at Causeway Point. Went to watch "Mulan" at 9pm with Mr. Tang. After that headed to Sembawang Xin Wang Cafe for our late late dinner cum supper. After a fulling meal, chat a little before we headed back home to rest. Mulan was a great show to watch, worth watching. Nicely taught philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another day of busy busy work before I headed to Katong Shopping Centre to meet Mr. Tang, Terry and Dayn for dinner with Tiong. After our dinner, had a few chat before we headed off home thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be going to Le Bar 2 with some of our colleagues for Saw's birthday celebration. But organising was a hassle and now I really agree that organising for an outing, especially for a big group of people, is always difficult. Well, maybe I'm just not good in organising outing. I am just a loner who is waiting for people to date me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-664089305986501341?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/664089305986501341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/664089305986501341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-this-week-will-also-be-busy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-9163802585535637438</id><published>2009-12-02T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:46:10.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“这些日子以来” - 张清芳 范怡文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this song on air this morning from YES 933 and brings back so much memories. The lyrics is so nice and so meaningful, and kinda reflecting on my own sitation sometimes. Although it's an oldies, but oldies never fails to bring back good old memories at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAdw6-8AT8k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAdw6-8AT8k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;从你信中我才明白 这些日子以来&lt;br /&gt;在你心中已经有了另一个女孩&lt;br /&gt;我知道爱情不能勉强 但是我还是无法释怀&lt;br /&gt;认识你只不过是最近的事情&lt;br /&gt;感觉上却好像是早已和你熟悉&lt;br /&gt;可是我不断想起你的另一段感情&lt;br /&gt;我是不是该离开你&lt;br /&gt;我不想介入别人故事&lt;br /&gt;我是不是该离开你&lt;br /&gt;我不想和别人分享你&lt;br /&gt;请你告诉我&lt;br /&gt;我问我自己&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-9163802585535637438?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/9163802585535637438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/9163802585535637438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-heard-this-song-on-air-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3728918099763718952</id><published>2009-11-29T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:33:07.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Friday was Hari Raya Haji public holiday, I do not need to report to office for work that day. As my appointment for that day was all cancelled except for my facial appointment. Therefore, after my facial appointment, I went all the way home to continue watching my taiwan drama series "Love or Bread".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;As I was coughing like hell at home while watching the show, I went to my kitchen and took my medication from polyclinic. Within half an hours, I sleep while watching the show. (the medication was so strong, everytime I took it, I felt so sleepy) Whatever it is, I still finish watching "Love or Bread" by the end of the day, and of course, cried a bit. (I always do when watching taiwan drama series)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;The day before I went to eat spicy steamboat with Saw, his girlfriend and Mr. Tang after work. As I can't find a parking lot at Tan Quee Lan Street, hence I decided to park at Shaw Towers. I was a bit late and what a coincidence, I saw Mr. Tang while walking towards the shop. Saw and his girlfriend was already seating upstairs waiting for food and soup to come. After dinner, we headed to Le Bar to finish the balance that we've had left the previous time. (Dayn join in as well) We ended everything at around 12.30am and I send Mr. Tang home as he didn't drive that night. Reached home at around 1.30am and started watching the taiwan drama series till around 4am before I turn in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Saturday was another working day for me. Headed over for my band practice after my work at around 2pm, had my lunch at mcDonalds before heading to bandroom for my practices. Sometimes I really like the feeling of playing my instrument as it can really let me relax a lot. Maybe it'e time I go for what I think is good for me and not mingle around things that are not for my own good. I think I really had sort out my thinking, and got a super heavy load let of my shoulder this time round. Think I should celebrate this ya? Seems kinda fake, but I think I really should.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Whatever it is, my date with Mr. Vivian was postpone to Saturday after my band pratice. We went to watch movie together (Case 39, not a brilliant movie, but can still watch) and had dinner at Sakae. I didn't want to eat Sakae actually (as it will drives so many memories to my mind) but still I agreed on eating it. Tried a few new dishes that I have not tried before. Cool. Someare real nice, some I still think not bad, but I still feel wierd on the taste. Thanks to Mr. Vivian for the treat, hope that I didn't bores him too much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;After sending him home, I headed to look for Karen. As she so called got scolded by her parents, or rather scared by her parent's quietness at home. Hence, didn't ask her out. Some what, safe her in a way. Haha. Headed back home thereafter. Went out shortly after to Birdie Putt to meet Mr. Tang for a chill out drink since he asked me to go as he only have a few friends there and didn't know most of them. When I reached, he had already drink quite a lot. (can see from his face) Stayed and played some games with his friends, finish up the bottle of Macllan and left at around 2am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;As his friends suggested to go to eat porridge, hence we walked over to Chang Cheng there for porridge. I didn't have any as I don't fancy porridge outside. So I only drink my chrysenthaman tea and headed home thereafter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Wake up at 10 plud this morning and wash up before I cook my brunch for the day -- Nuggets with boiled vege and sunny side up. Looks delicious huh. Haha. Found all the stuff inside my fridge and just cook whatever that I can find for my brunch. Didn't want to go out today. Think it's a kind of pampering of myself with delicious food and my wonderful 偶像剧 to watch. Hee. That's what Mr. Tang always say, 满足满足满足.. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SxIP5HrVOdI/AAAAAAAABds/ndTiwNvUd8o/s1600/29112009196-715815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409403576413141458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SxIP5HrVOdI/AAAAAAAABds/ndTiwNvUd8o/s320/29112009196-715815.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3728918099763718952?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3728918099763718952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3728918099763718952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-regards-trisa-lee-marketing.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SxIP5HrVOdI/AAAAAAAABds/ndTiwNvUd8o/s72-c/29112009196-715815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4151753137723517278</id><published>2009-11-24T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:58:46.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New theory that I'm understand from one of the Taiwan Drama Series that I am chasing nowadays at home after work, that is "我的亿万面包" starring 林依晨 and 郑元畅.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this at home while reading this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold both your hands together, crossing your fingers. See if your right thumb is over your left, or your left thumb is over the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you left thumb is above the right, you are a calm and decisive （冷静理智）.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your rightthumb is above the left, you are easily manipulated with your feeling （容易感情用事）.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried and it's rather accurate for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag on my blog and let me know whether it's accurate for you or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this small little simple test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4151753137723517278?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4151753137723517278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4151753137723517278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-theory-that-im-understand-from-one.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6322646195772061980</id><published>2009-11-22T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:56:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been some time since I last updated my blog. It's been a busy week for me for the pass one week, with after office hours program packed nicely for myself. I am totally shag out &lt;em&gt;(I believe that).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my secondary school close friends house warming at AMK. After got to her house for a while &lt;em&gt;(going to her house like my house like that, her parents is like closer than me and my parents)&lt;/em&gt;, I left for my another secondary school friend's wedding &lt;em&gt;(Adeline &amp;amp; Jonathan)&lt;/em&gt; at Orchard Parade Hotel. Everything ended at around 11pm and headed home thereafter &lt;em&gt;(as my friends don't have program after that and my so called sister is their sister for the day so have to stay, so no kahkis)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a day of work and after work went back home to attend to some of my family gathering thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was another day of work, and after work was movie session with Sam, Saw and his GF. Terry joined us for dinner and it was so generous of Terry to come to office to pick me up and send me to AMK Hub. So nice of him, thanks Terry &lt;em&gt;(thanks Samuel for asking Terry to come pick me up).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a day of work and after that was to head down to collect my car &lt;em&gt;(finally discharge from hospital)&lt;/em&gt; and headed to Orchard Hotel for Eric &amp;amp; Lynn's Wedding Banquet. As I didn't want to wear the dress for the dinner to work, me and Cathy brought our dress to office to change. Not too sure if I look good in the dress or not, but I quite like the way I look. Wahaha. After the wedding banquet, we went to Mono @ Dragonfly for our KTV session till 2 plus and reached home at around 3 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning went to pick Uncle Johnson and Gabriel up before we headed to our office. After a day of work, I went on a date &lt;em&gt;(pre-organized by my young boss)&lt;/em&gt; with one of his friend who came to our office to help out for the week. Well, we went to Dempsey for Curry Fish Head at Samy's Restaurant. The food taste quite good and the curry is nice. If I didn't have sore throat, I will have more of the curry &lt;em&gt;(maybe the whole claypot of curry into my stomach).&lt;/em&gt; Thereafter, headed to some of the cluster housing to look at a big size eagle statue that 双天之尊 used to shoot their drama at. Indeed, the eagle statue is tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was on MC and hence rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went for a badminton session with the sales guys of my office at Jurong Sports Complex. Went to SMr Tang's house to wait for him to get changed before heading to the badminton court. Started off playing the bandminton with Mr. Tang for like around near to 1 hour before the rest came. It's indeed a great workout session with the guys, and look forward for more to come. As the rest headed off earlier, me and Sam continued to play till time's up before we stop. Wanted to find a washroom to get myself washed up before heading out for dinner but Mr. Tang keep asking me to borrow his house washroom since it's so near and house washroom is always better than public washroom. Since he so sincere, I accepted. After washing up, we headed to Taman Jurong for dinner at Lotus Garden, intending to have A la carte buffet, but didn't know that it is only eligible for 4 pax and above. Sadly, we can only order from the menu. Next time gotta gather more people and go have the A la carte buffet together, it's only S$18.90 per person. Eat all you can some more. Send Mr. Tang back home and went to pick my parents up at Jurong Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went there to buy tickets for our family outing to Genting being next year. I consider it as a new start of a year from overseas back to Singapore. Although no one beside me to accompany me overseas with my family this time round, but I believe it will be a great outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home the whole day today to watch my 偶像剧 in my room. Feeling so relaxed, so pampered, so enjoying. Hee. Hope to have more chance of this kinda life. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the random pictures attached below. More could be found on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvHXIa8RI/AAAAAAAABdk/bRtBuDDvbVw/s1600/100_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406904631149916434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvHXIa8RI/AAAAAAAABdk/bRtBuDDvbVw/s400/100_4661.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cathy &amp;amp; Me in Orchard Hotel Washroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvHDSM8bI/AAAAAAAABdc/PjTeDpmsl3I/s1600/100_4652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406904625822233010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvHDSM8bI/AAAAAAAABdc/PjTeDpmsl3I/s400/100_4652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mr. Tiong &amp;amp; Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvGoezrJI/AAAAAAAABdU/jjxwPaLNW_o/s1600/100_4651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406904618627345554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvGoezrJI/AAAAAAAABdU/jjxwPaLNW_o/s400/100_4651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uncle Sam &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvGa2BaTI/AAAAAAAABdM/znqdG5ICtTA/s1600/100_4647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406904614966618418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvGa2BaTI/AAAAAAAABdM/znqdG5ICtTA/s400/100_4647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my Buddy, Jun Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoVHDXByI/AAAAAAAABdE/XhzVfZ0wNys/s1600/100_4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406897170770495266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoVHDXByI/AAAAAAAABdE/XhzVfZ0wNys/s400/100_4685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Inside the KTV Room of Mono @ Dragonfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoU5pa2SI/AAAAAAAABc8/89W81v7xqks/s1600/100_4656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406897167172032802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoU5pa2SI/AAAAAAAABc8/89W81v7xqks/s400/100_4656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Myself inside the washroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoUUsRecI/AAAAAAAABc0/uablh25FlDo/s1600/100_4653_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406897157251889602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoUUsRecI/AAAAAAAABc0/uablh25FlDo/s400/100_4653_edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some group picture with half the table people missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoUHqbpZI/AAAAAAAABcs/DhY5Drp5LYQ/s1600/100_4643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406897153754506642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoUHqbpZI/AAAAAAAABcs/DhY5Drp5LYQ/s400/100_4643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our Table Number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoT-mepXI/AAAAAAAABck/V_uhHZo1_Co/s1600/100_4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406897151322006898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkoT-mepXI/AAAAAAAABck/V_uhHZo1_Co/s400/100_4642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wedding Banquet Gift.. Master Key to the Door of Happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6322646195772061980?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6322646195772061980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6322646195772061980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SwkvHXIa8RI/AAAAAAAABdk/bRtBuDDvbVw/s72-c/100_4661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-639670475993651330</id><published>2009-11-22T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:39:01.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《倒数》 - 萧亚轩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;每当 对方掉一次眼泪&lt;br /&gt;或是每当对方说一次&lt;br /&gt;我爱你的时候&lt;br /&gt;那个时候&lt;br /&gt;他所有做过， 所有的一切事情&lt;br /&gt;都可以&lt;br /&gt;当做没发生过&lt;br /&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;我不知道什么时候我会醒来&lt;br /&gt;可能我到现在都没醒来过&lt;br /&gt;只是现在我还在梦里面觉得我是醒着的&lt;br /&gt;觉得我可以放下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U08uwQ_3fQI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U08uwQ_3fQI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;怎么我会说太晚了你不用送&lt;br /&gt;其实我想说可不可以不要走&lt;br /&gt;唱一段歌 歌尾奏已经结束&lt;br /&gt;突然我们都沉默 你不敢看我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讨厌这样我们都有话藏著不说&lt;br /&gt;你总是那麼处处在意我&lt;br /&gt;越害怕伤害我 我感觉越难受&lt;br /&gt;你不懂&lt;br /&gt;我没你想象脆弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;热情结束以后 冷静开始以后&lt;br /&gt;时间开始怂恿 劝深爱的人放弃&lt;br /&gt;我不想倒数 还能爱多久&lt;br /&gt;不爱我请离开我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇敢祝福以前 找到幸福以前&lt;br /&gt;我会耐心等候 并重新适应寂寞&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 开始忘记&lt;br /&gt;知道你的爱&lt;br /&gt;你确定不是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下一个周末会不会就各自过&lt;br /&gt;渐渐少联络这样算不算分手&lt;br /&gt;我会想念你亲吻你拥抱&lt;br /&gt;但我不想欺骗我&lt;br /&gt;真实的感受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讨厌这样爱变质后谁都不认得&lt;br /&gt;情人终究不一定变朋友&lt;br /&gt;越相互关心著 越加速疏远了&lt;br /&gt;别触碰 我在深藏的笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;热情结束以后 冷静开始以后&lt;br /&gt;时间开始怂恿 劝深爱的人放弃&lt;br /&gt;我不想倒数 还能爱多久&lt;br /&gt;不爱我请离开我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇敢祝福以前 找到幸福以前&lt;br /&gt;我会耐心等候 并重新适应寂寞&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 开始忘记&lt;br /&gt;值得你的爱 你确定不是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是从前我们太懒惰&lt;br /&gt;让任性妄想反方向移动 直到看不清楚&lt;br /&gt;说出那一句谢谢你&lt;br /&gt;眼泪突然夺眶而出 快要不能自己&lt;br /&gt;难&lt;br /&gt;很困难 再这样说的多快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;热情结束以后 冷静开始以后&lt;br /&gt;时间开始怂恿 劝深爱的人放弃&lt;br /&gt;我不想倒数 还能爱多久&lt;br /&gt;不爱我请离开我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇敢祝福以前 找到幸福以前&lt;br /&gt;我会耐心等候 并重新适应寂寞&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 开始忘记 我们都爱过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;热情结束以后 冷静开始以后&lt;br /&gt;时间开始怂恿 劝深爱的人放弃&lt;br /&gt;我不想倒数 还能爱多久&lt;br /&gt;不爱我请离开我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勇敢祝福以前 找到幸福以前&lt;br /&gt;我会耐心等候 并重新适应寂寞&lt;br /&gt;开始倒数 开始忘记&lt;br /&gt;值得你的爱 你确定不是我&lt;br /&gt;选择了艰难的路走&lt;br /&gt;我相信这样是对的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-639670475993651330?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/639670475993651330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/639670475993651330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1171187841980745867</id><published>2009-11-21T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:43:01.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《哭过就好了》 - 梁文音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice song from 梁文音. And I like the phrase that the female lead mention when the MV reached around 4.16 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我从来都不说不 不是因为我愿意&lt;br /&gt;是因为我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我从来都不生气 不因是因为我没有脾气&lt;br /&gt;是因为我爱你&lt;br /&gt;我从来就不哭 不是因为我没有眼泪&lt;br /&gt;是因为我爱你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2xrNb2wAufI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2xrNb2wAufI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;不喜欢怀疑什麽&lt;br /&gt;并不表示我没有感受&lt;br /&gt;看你微妙的变化 慢慢不同&lt;br /&gt;我不是生气 只是心痛&lt;br /&gt;最讨厌被误会了&lt;br /&gt;但越解释越觉得难过&lt;br /&gt;你可以说人会变&lt;br /&gt;但不能说 你会这麽做 是我的错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭过就好了&lt;br /&gt;伤都会好的&lt;br /&gt;这样相信所以深呼吸著割舍&lt;br /&gt;爱是为了拥抱&lt;br /&gt;为了牵手&lt;br /&gt;不是为了争吵 为了调头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭过就好了&lt;br /&gt;痛都会走的&lt;br /&gt;记忆有限 所以它会淘汰坏的&lt;br /&gt;失眠听歌 想念虽然苦涩&lt;br /&gt;还是谢谢你让我长大了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭过就好了&lt;br /&gt;痛都会走的&lt;br /&gt;记忆有限 所以它会淘汰坏的&lt;br /&gt;失眠听歌 想念虽然苦涩&lt;br /&gt;还是谢谢你让我长大了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越多美好堆叠的过往&lt;br /&gt;想忘就得推倒更大的悲伤&lt;br /&gt;要找勇气却不在口袋或手上&lt;br /&gt;但它一定在我身上某个地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭过就好了&lt;br /&gt;痛都会走的&lt;br /&gt;记忆有限 所以它会淘汰坏的&lt;br /&gt;失眠听歌 想念虽然苦涩&lt;br /&gt;还是谢谢你让我长大了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1171187841980745867?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1171187841980745867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1171187841980745867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2433403173400257844</id><published>2009-11-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:47:14.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《其实幸福很简单》 - 张栋梁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First heard this song on radio and thought that this song sound quite nice. Hence, here I am sharing with all my blog supporter. Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYPZZ3NtfZM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYPZZ3NtfZM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;晚风吹 地上有多美&lt;br /&gt;蓝的视线忽然变得好轻微&lt;br /&gt;你说这是三月的词汇&lt;br /&gt;槐花香正随着夜色飞&lt;br /&gt;很在乎 月光多醒目&lt;br /&gt;忘记有谁会在灯火澜珊处&lt;br /&gt;千百回 用尽力气去追&lt;br /&gt;原来你早已用爱将我包围&lt;br /&gt;以为最终幸福世上结局 本最遥远&lt;br /&gt;却在不经意之间&lt;br /&gt;它早已如此绚烂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实幸福很简单 就像你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;静静看着你的脸 也许了个心愿&lt;br /&gt;温暖留在我心间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实幸福很简单&lt;br /&gt;平安快乐到永远&lt;br /&gt;轻轻靠着你的肩 感受这温暖&lt;br /&gt;不需要任何诺言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这就是快乐也是最平凡&lt;br /&gt;每一刻都由你值得去挥霍&lt;br /&gt;我不要你承诺 你的所有&lt;br /&gt;只要我们都记得&lt;br /&gt;同一个幸福片段&lt;br /&gt;其实幸福就是这么的简单&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2433403173400257844?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2433403173400257844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2433403173400257844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-heard-this-song-on-radio-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-913767351501176330</id><published>2009-11-14T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:47:36.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;My New Toy in my Room.. So happy.. Finally got one full set installed in my room after 25 years.. I'm a happy girl.. Wahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sv6ypgwuwlI/AAAAAAAABcU/cZw8tzKJTds/s1600-h/14112009181-761901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403953029129880146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sv6ypgwuwlI/AAAAAAAABcU/cZw8tzKJTds/s320/14112009181-761901.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sv6yp3WKC9I/AAAAAAAABcc/jEAipQeQdWc/s1600-h/14112009182-763377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403953035192437714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sv6yp3WKC9I/AAAAAAAABcc/jEAipQeQdWc/s320/14112009182-763377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-913767351501176330?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/913767351501176330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/913767351501176330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/entry-sent-via-my-smartphone.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sv6ypgwuwlI/AAAAAAAABcU/cZw8tzKJTds/s72-c/14112009181-761901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-981257429741230949</id><published>2009-11-13T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:24:12.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Svy1PLDVvQI/AAAAAAAABcE/mF-dlfMR3U8/s1600-h/Photo177-752671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Svy1PLDVvQI/AAAAAAAABcE/mF-dlfMR3U8/s320/Photo177-752671.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403392925207215362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Svy1PRtogfI/AAAAAAAABcM/jKKWtqt1q30/s1600-h/Photo176-753705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Svy1PRtogfI/AAAAAAAABcM/jKKWtqt1q30/s320/Photo176-753705.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403392926995218930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been a whole lot of hoo haa this week, happening and suckening all juggle up together.&lt;p&gt;Went for my second movie of the week - My Sister&amp;#39;s Keeper, after meeting one of my ex-band cum music friend Adam.&lt;p&gt;When Adam first called me to meet up, I already sense something not quite right, how will such a long ago never contact friend suddenly called me up to ask me to have dinner with him.&lt;p&gt;Luckily that I got my sister, Karen to tag along (if not I think it&amp;#39;ll be quite wierd).&lt;p&gt;After reaching that place then did I realise, my gut feeling was right and I had some sense of being corn to that place.&lt;p&gt;But whatsoever, we did catch up a little with our dear Adam, and he is still as charming and great gentlemen (my impression of him never change).&lt;p&gt;After the little ctaching up session at IPP Building, I headed to Vivo to have a movie (My Sister&amp;#39;s Keeper) with Mr. Tang. I reached on the dot as the movie starts at 9.40pm.&lt;p&gt;I heard and read good comments on this movie and have planned to watch it way before, hence Mr. Tang asked if it will be good to watch it that day. Hence, decided to get a go on it.&lt;p&gt;The movie was really a touching movie (at least for me), and I really can&amp;#39;t stop crying from near the middle of the show to the end. What&amp;#39;s more, I used up a whole half packet of my tissue can?? Show have used a brand new packet of tissue as that half packet is not enough at all.&lt;p&gt;Yesterday morning, I had to pick my boss up to go for an appointment at Capital Tower at 9.30am. Just as I reached Capital Tower, at their so called drop off point and taxi stand, my baby&amp;#39;s right ear was been rip off by the Merc left arm. Well, I got a shocked of course but tried to act calm (that&amp;#39;s me).&lt;p&gt;After settling all the driver&amp;#39;s particulars and all, we proceeded to the carpark to park my car as we are running late for the meeting.&lt;p&gt;After the whole stupid incident, my mood was affected tremendously, and worst of all, I felt so naked driving the car with it&amp;#39;s right ear. I always love to check my side mirror, and now it&amp;#39;s go, I can&amp;#39;t see what&amp;#39;s on the right back of my baby. Damn difficult to drive.&lt;p&gt;After meeting, drove my baby to hospital (workshop) and the doctor (technician) mention that he has to be admitted for about 3 to 4 days as it needs to undergo a minor plastic surgery. Poor baby. :( Poor me that I have to be handicapped for the next 3 - 4 days, will have to take cab to my friend&amp;#39;s house warming and wedding. So pathetic can... I don&amp;#39;t mind if anyone want to be my chuffuer. Wahaha.. Kidding la.&lt;p&gt;Well, after work I went to meet up with Mr. Tan for dinner at Pastamania (my favourite) and I finally got my TV and Hi-Fi system (at least it makes the last bit of my day). Got both at around $800 bucks. Thought its quite a good deal. Thanks Mr. Tan for the bargaining. Haha.&lt;p&gt;Now my new toy is lying in my room waiting for my dad to open it up happily. My dad always likes to open new stuff from a box, so I&amp;#39;ll let him do the job. Haha. Will have to clear some space in my room for my new toy over the weekend.&lt;p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-981257429741230949?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/981257429741230949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/981257429741230949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-been-whole-lot-of-hoo-haa-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Svy1PLDVvQI/AAAAAAAABcE/mF-dlfMR3U8/s72-c/Photo177-752671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-481534776415596384</id><published>2009-11-09T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:36:00.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We can't gain if we can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;There's no love without tears, there's no happiness without sacrifice, and there's no forever without goodbyes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-481534776415596384?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/481534776415596384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/481534776415596384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-cant-gain-if-we-cant-let-go.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1320269574745362577</id><published>2009-11-08T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:59:14.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I last update my blog. Now then I know quite some people read my blog. Thanks for the support even though there isn't much of a content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Saw's Farewell celebration as he is leaving Innotec for good to work for another company. Well, it always bring some unbearable part but well, it's part and parcel of life. People come, people go, we must accept the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great night out with the guys of our sales team. Going out chilling with them will never fails to bring out my laughter. I think the alcohol was a bit too much for some to take, but I believe most of the people there enjoyed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 3 plus and sleep slight before 5am. Surprisingly, I can still wake up at 8.10am to wash up and prepare for work when my young boss told me to make it at 9am. Whatever it is, I still wake up early and stay awake all the way up to 12 plus that night, thought I was very 'hiong' to be able to 'dong' so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning wake up at 9 plus and went for my breakfast at Burger King with Karen at CWP before we headed to KTV at Civic Centre. After the KTV session, we made our way to AMK for our band committee meeting discussing about our concert hall issues and the amount for the deposit of the hall. The meeting ended at around 4 plus and after much chatting at the McDonalds, I headed to AMK Hub to get tickets for Astroboy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan of group movie for "My Girlfriend is an Agent" with Terry, Saw and their GFs and Sam, but ended up sticking to the original plan of me and Sam watching Astroboy. As it's still early, Karen, me and Sam walked around the mall and along the way, me and Sam saw Ray and wife. (what a conincidence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk around some more before we headed to the cinema for the show. The show wasn't that fantastic but overall still can watch as I still quite like the handsome Astroboy. Now I know how Astroboy is formed (I didn't know at first). What impress me the most was the soundtrack for the show, nice arrangement of a full orchestra, most of all it's grand. I believe their music score will be out very soon and a lot of Singapore band will play it in a few months time. Well, there are some touchy part in the movie which drove me to tears (well, I'm an asily teared person FYI).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, we headed to Seletar Airport "Sunset Grill" for dinner, which Sam suggested as he knows that I never went there before. Honestly, the place doesn't look that grand and looks just like any typical seafood hawker area, but the food there taste good. I love their Deep Fried Mushroom as the taste of the patter does not cover the taste of the mushroom, and the best part is that it's real juicy. As for the Buffalo Wings, we tried the 2nd degree spicy wings as Sam was afrais that i can'r take it. Well, first bite taste wierd as it taste rather sour, but after that you can feel the sauce fragrance covering the whole mouth. Wow.. I can't imagine how it taste like to eat the hottest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what Sam mention, that place gotta get more people to go and eat together so that each person can have some different dishes and share among themselves, plus the price will be split among the group, which will not be that expensive. i agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at around 10.30pm and thanks for Sam for the generous ride home (FYI I didn't drive today). As Sam mention it's a bit boring to go in Malaysia to pump petrol alone everytime (plus he is so near to Malaysia as he is sending me home), he asked if I want to follow him to Malaysia to pump petrol, but later forgo the idea since the traffic congestion was quite bad after he called to check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some pictures to see for the pass few days and more to be found on facebook. Check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1320269574745362577?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1320269574745362577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1320269574745362577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-update.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7823863014646784636</id><published>2009-11-02T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:15:03.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Staying with someone you really love even if you know you two can't be together for a lot of reasons is like standing under the rain... It feels good but you know it will soon make you sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7823863014646784636?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7823863014646784636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7823863014646784636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/staying-with-someone-you-really-love.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1567268888970208538</id><published>2009-11-01T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T15:10:33.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been one week since my last entry. My apologies to regular readers as I was rather tight down with all my work stuffs for the pass one week and didn't have the time to come online to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from my Great Eastern Women Run 2009. Have been participating for this run for around 3 years and without fail, I've been running every year. This time round, I think I've broke my record of running 10KM in 1 hour 20 minutes or less. Wohoo~~ Didn't know I can make it at a shorter time than before. I normally run a 10KM route finishing at 1 hour 30 to 35 minutes. Well, what I can say frequent running will really build up your stamina a lot. All thanks to my Nike Human Race last week, this week's run was a lot easier and smoother than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race, we had our pictures taken by the in-house photographer, sponsored by LiveStudios &lt;em&gt;(individual &amp;amp; group)&lt;/em&gt;. After which, we headed over to Raffles City to change to our clean clothings after wiping ourselves up, and arrowed over to Soup Spoon for our meal. We always had Soup Spoon after the run, and this year without fail we had soup spoon for our after run meal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399026627371106514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0yHMFUgNI/AAAAAAAABb8/hQ8XWqbU3V0/s400/15858_192673541531_654726531_3928009_5424246_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399024480024848994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0wKMmE6mI/AAAAAAAABa8/8LGKeEZa9IA/s400/100_4492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399026619030113234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0yGtArC9I/AAAAAAAABb0/ya7rZ0Xb-Dk/s400/100_4491.JPG" border="0" /&gt; As usual, I had my Beef Goulash &lt;em&gt;(my favourite soup other than Mushroom Soup)&lt;/em&gt; and shared the spicy wedges and another new portobello steamed toufu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399024510909315202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0wL_pgeII/AAAAAAAABbc/G8gIbvvMM8E/s400/100_4478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399025822557015202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0xYV6sDKI/AAAAAAAABbs/gdBeFuslWzY/s400/100_4480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399025818787877778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0xYH4Dk5I/AAAAAAAABbk/YR-GHJvt61c/s400/100_4479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while of chatting, I drove the girls home before I headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always great to wake up early for runs as you will feel refreshing and great after the run, even though it's tiring after the run. I really I have a lot of time when I wake up early, and I can surf net for the whole afternoon &lt;em&gt;(always love surfing the net).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I get a TV and a new Hi-Fi System for my room, I will start to chiong my Taiwan Drama Series. I always love watching TV in room, especially lying on my bed, cozy cozy. Wohoo~~ When touched, I can cry and no one will see and bother about me. Cool sia. Shall get myself a new toy pretty soon, after I settle my debts that I've own during my tour in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, my company have a mini buffet event in office where everyone attended &lt;em&gt;(finally).&lt;/em&gt; We seldom have all people attending the event we organized, due to some unforeseen circumstances. But this time round, everyone were here and it's great to see everyone around. It was meant for encouraging the Operation Team and get them to keep up the good work. Some receives gifts &lt;em&gt;(I wrap them up ok..)&lt;/em&gt; and the rest receives bigger gifts. I was surprised that I had one too &lt;em&gt;(I'm not categorised under Operations for your information).&lt;/em&gt; Well, I somehow know the reason behind it but well, it's the thought that counts. Thanks to my young boss for thinking about me when preparing the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the buffet dinner we've had in office, I followed my sales guys to Dempsey for some chill-out. They planted their butt at InFusion &lt;em&gt;(one of our customer)&lt;/em&gt; and started chilliong with a bunch of their camp mates too, some of which are my friend's friend. Thanks to Eric who is trying to matchmake me and his camp mates, but it seems like we were all pretty shy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, stayed there till 1am before we left for ABC Market for supper&lt;em&gt; (with the guys).&lt;/em&gt; I didn't had anything other than Ice Lemon Tea as it's pretty late and I didn't want to have any food in my stomach before I sleep &lt;em&gt;(this will make myself grow fat easily).&lt;/em&gt; Reached home slightly before 2am before I catch my beauty sleep at around 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind further on Wednesday, I joined the installation team people to KTV at Katong Shopping Centre after work. Our new admin, Cathy always love to sing &lt;em&gt;(and she can sing very well, impressive)&lt;/em&gt;. Mr. Jack can sing very well Beyond songs too, impressive too. As usual, my buddy is as loud as before and 胡哥哥 and 小张 sings well too. Well, overall, everyone sings great. Haha. The KTV there was superly cheap. We have 7 people going and we only pay around S$8 each for a 4 hour KTV room. Well, there are no snacks, no drinks, no service at all, hence the price can be lowered, but I really don't mind not having any service and no having any F&amp;amp;B, as we are allowed to bring whatever thing we want into the room to eat. If you are hungry, you can buy wanton noodles in and no one will bother. It's so suitable for me sia. Haha. Next time I go, I'll sure bring lots of Calebee chips and water there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's all for the week. Now, here are some pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399024499289924370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0wLUXOoxI/AAAAAAAABbU/AMdmgxFRCTc/s400/100_4477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399024490103916018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0wKyJHRfI/AAAAAAAABbM/lzflOwu68tY/s400/100_4463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1567268888970208538?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1567268888970208538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1567268888970208538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-one-week-since-my-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Su0yHMFUgNI/AAAAAAAABb8/hQ8XWqbU3V0/s72-c/15858_192673541531_654726531_3928009_5424246_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4738492074516576491</id><published>2009-10-25T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:41:54.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I wake up exceptionally early this morning, I got the chance to watch "The Legend of Bruce Lee" on Channel 8, which was broadcast every Sunday at 11am till 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to touch me and bring tears to my eyes everytime I watch it as the show really brings out a lot of philosophy about chinese martial arts as well as philosophy in live, which i think all should learn about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Lee's show never fails to amaze me, with his intelligence in analyzing other martial arts (i.e. Thai boxing, Taekwondo, Judo, etc), and the best thing is, he analyze them at the beginning of the battle with his opponent, which we all should learn from I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyze the surrounding, and your opponent, even though at the beginning you may lose out. Never rush into doing it better than them, as this will cause you to lose out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Lee is definitely a geniuse, which does not have the thinking of himself being the best, but to show others how to appreciate and share what they have (not keeping to themselves). He's a generous kind soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, he died early, but still, he is the legendary icon to Martial Arts, especially Chinese Martial Arts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4738492074516576491?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4738492074516576491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4738492074516576491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-i-wake-up-exceptionally-early-this.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4901661788943357296</id><published>2009-10-25T09:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:49:04.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm3rpl0pI/AAAAAAAABZc/ZfPWijgkJ0c/s1600-h/24102009143-773315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340254060171922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm3rpl0pI/AAAAAAAABZc/ZfPWijgkJ0c/s320/24102009143-773315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm37IFc5I/AAAAAAAABZk/Y3KZ1g3aFUk/s1600-h/24102009144-775027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340258214605714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm37IFc5I/AAAAAAAABZk/Y3KZ1g3aFUk/s320/24102009144-775027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm4FcGzFI/AAAAAAAABZs/uD_iUBPAsbg/s1600-h/24102009145-776447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340260982934610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm4FcGzFI/AAAAAAAABZs/uD_iUBPAsbg/s320/24102009145-776447.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The topless guys with Utt.. Haha.. Sadly, it's blur.. Utt is incredibly charming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm4mAT4EI/AAAAAAAABZ0/ntKL4doGY9A/s1600-h/24102009146-778277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340269724721218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm4mAT4EI/AAAAAAAABZ0/ntKL4doGY9A/s320/24102009146-778277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singapore Flyer.. So near me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm5IINaXI/AAAAAAAABZ8/UgKRYLi_xyo/s1600-h/24102009147-779802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340278884657522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm5IINaXI/AAAAAAAABZ8/UgKRYLi_xyo/s320/24102009147-779802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm5WJJcEI/AAAAAAAABaE/QaystxYCCn4/s1600-h/24102009148-781156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm5z0gs6I/AAAAAAAABaM/fNl8012LN1w/s1600-h/24102009149-782737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340290613195682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm5z0gs6I/AAAAAAAABaM/fNl8012LN1w/s320/24102009149-782737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some Singapore's Skyscapers along my way to Marina Square to collect my baby..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm6Qvj_8I/AAAAAAAABaU/9n4e6EVNtTU/s1600-h/24102009150-784532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396340298377068482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm6Qvj_8I/AAAAAAAABaU/9n4e6EVNtTU/s320/24102009150-784532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;T&lt;em&gt;he Race Finisher Medal.. Cool..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, posted this picture from my phone, hence please forgive me for the wrong facing pics. Hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went for the Nike human Race 10K yesterday, where thw whole world runs together on the same day. It was super crowded, being that over 10,000 people registered for this run and the registeration was close within 6 days after launch. That's real scary, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, woke up super early yesterday at 5am to get myself prepared to go to Singapore Flyer cum F1 Grand Stand there for the run. Before I headed to the location, I went to McDonalds near my house to get a Filet O Fish burger to fill my stomach before I go for my run. Food is very important for a run, if not you don't have the strength to run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached Marina Square at 6.30am (have to park there as I know the others will be rather packed and jam), and headed over to the baggage deposit to find my friend, Ryan. It's once again Sagittarius unites. Haha. Thought he is running alone but in the end two more of his friends from dragon boat ran together. Great fun people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After bag deposit, we headed to the starting point and started doing our warm ups. Shortly after, the starting buzz goes off and we started running. The three of them ran off themselves as I don't run that fast (normally) and I normally run at my own pace. Hence after about 1.5K, I am on my own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took 1 hour 30 minutes to finish this 10K run, never improve, never deprove. Stagnant. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the run, I went to collect my bag at the baggage deposit and went to look for my friends. Rest for a while and camwhoring for a while before we headed our seperate ways. I went back to office and they went to Kallang Leisure Park for breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached office at around 10am and started to do my cleaning up before I started doing my work. Luckily, office still never give much problem, just that the phone is ringing kinda too much that sometimes I night get a little irritated. on a Saturday, the phone is like ringing and ringing. Gggrrr~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After I settled my stuff, I went back to home to rest. Apologies Weixiang that I skipped the practice today as I was dead tired and stinks. After reaching home, tried to help my friend on their work, but failed. Only able to solve one problem. Well, this shows that I have gave all my knowledge back to teacher already. Sigh~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slept at 11pm all the way until 6am this morning. I have no idea why I wake up so early. I myself was shocked as I should be very tired and should sleep till wee hours today. Still, I wake up at 6am, and I told myself, it's Sunday, i should sleep and continue sleeping. So I forced myself to go back and sleep again. Managed to do so but then, I wake up at 7am, again. Look at the clock and went back to sleep again. 8am I wake up again and same procedure goes on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the way till 9am, I gave up trying to sleep back already, hence here I am blogging away early on a Sunday morning. Sianz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, waking up early isn't bad too though. Now is 9.45am and I have finished blogging, checking my emails and all. After my breakfast, I can start on doing my CaseTRUST policy and PTZ brochure before I do my own things (if there are extra time).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, I think I missed tell you all, me and my brother were home alone yesterday as our parents went to Batam for a short trip. Later, I'm going to pick them up at 6pm. Then maybe go for dinner at Vivocity or Harbourfront Centre. Shall see how.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4901661788943357296?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4901661788943357296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4901661788943357296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-regards-trisa-lee-marketing.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SuOm3rpl0pI/AAAAAAAABZc/ZfPWijgkJ0c/s72-c/24102009143-773315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5119744934723460108</id><published>2009-10-25T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:49:23.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"To love someone who can never love you back is like striving&lt;br /&gt;to get a perfect score in a non-recorded exam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5119744934723460108?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5119744934723460108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5119744934723460108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-love-someone-who-can-never-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3082471299469657577</id><published>2009-10-24T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:24:33.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Don't miss the chances life is giving you to spend with the people you&lt;br /&gt;love... Remember that in this life, there are no rewinds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3082471299469657577?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3082471299469657577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3082471299469657577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-miss-chances-life-is-giving-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6126358794531540718</id><published>2009-10-23T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:41:17.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can help it but to really sound my unhappiness off here in my blog. &lt;p&gt;I just went for my facial at CWP and finishing it, I had my dinner at Pastamania. &lt;p&gt;After ordering my food, I grab a table to settle myself there and waited for my food. &lt;p&gt;Seating beside me was a family of 4 (father, mother, son and daughter). I hate the way the boy communicate with his father. &lt;p&gt;First of all, their parents went to buy food for them and they keep complaining on their eating pattern. I don't see anything wrong with that. Compared to my parents, they are so much better. I don't understand why he keeps complaining and showing expression of unhappiness there. &lt;p&gt;Secondly, they took 4 fork thinking to they sharing two plates of spaghetti, and the girl still can ask why take so many fork. &lt;p&gt;Nevermind, with all that done, their parents still only eat a small portion of the food and left the big portion for thier children, and they never even ask if they are full or not. When they come across food that they don't eat, he just stuff them into their parent's mouth. &lt;p&gt;Why do children like to treat their parents like rubbish bin?? Why can't children cherish more of their own parents? &lt;p&gt;Damn fed up. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6126358794531540718?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6126358794531540718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6126358794531540718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-help-it-but-to-really-sound-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4646502548560968195</id><published>2009-10-21T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:48:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for a Media Preview Movie Screening for &amp;quot;Love Happens&amp;quot; at Shaw Lido.&lt;p&gt;The show is a very nice and inspiring show. It really say a lot of things about life as the leading actor is a speaker, and his book is about how to live life better, look forward and don&amp;#39;t stay in the past.&lt;p&gt;I cried almost near the end of the show as the scene was really touching. Cry till my eyes goes red even after a while. Too sentimental person is like that de.&lt;p&gt;After movie, Karen mention that she want to go Dbl O as her friend is there and asked her along. As I&amp;#39;m not a clubbing person, so I gave it a miss.&lt;p&gt;After sending her to Dbl O, I headed to the nearest petrol station to top up my car&amp;#39;s petol. It&amp;#39;s thirsty already. The peteol price in Singapore increase.. ARGH~~ More expensive to drive a car now.&lt;p&gt;Alright, I&amp;#39;ll turn in already. Damn tired. Take care guys.&lt;p&gt;*Entry Posted via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4646502548560968195?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4646502548560968195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4646502548560968195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-for-media-preview-movie-screening.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-843627536535287101</id><published>2009-10-19T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:02:32.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am feeling rather moody today, I have no idea why. Wake up this morning and it seems like I've wake up from the wrong side of the bed. &lt;p&gt;Went to office as usual, and reach slightly after 9am. Just as I was about to get everything out from my car, my water bottle started to spill water on my car seat and wet my car seat. Then I realise I didn't close my bottle properly. &lt;p&gt;Whole just feel moody and letargic. I just felt wierd all over. &lt;p&gt;After work, I went to O School to register for my dance class, MTV Groove I, which will be commencing on 30 November. Finally I got my butt movivng to go register after so long. &lt;p&gt;After registeration, headed to Yishun to pass buddy Jun Hong the container I've help him to buy at IKEA yesterday. &lt;p&gt;Left for Causeway Point as I need to pay overdue bills. Had my dinner after getting some groceries and went home. &lt;p&gt;Now, I felt that my whole body is burning. Think I'm getting feverish very soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-843627536535287101?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/843627536535287101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/843627536535287101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-feeling-rather-moody-today-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1688502870177432193</id><published>2009-10-18T17:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:22:09.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlCSVSQjI/AAAAAAAABXs/6LZwZ79-EUQ/s1600-h/100_4450.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to Hort Park today with my poly friends this morning to walk the long waited Hort Park Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning at 8am, I meet them at Harbourfront "Seah Imm Food Centre" to have our breakfast as Vivocity has nothing to eat at that hour. I had Prata&lt;em&gt; (again),&lt;/em&gt; which is not delicious at all. After breakfast, we headed to the Interchange to take a bus to Hort Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started walking the trail at around 9.30am. Pass by Forest Walk, and head towards Henderson Waves. After passing by Henderson Waves, we waked the Marang Trail towards Mount Faber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially thought the trail is 10KM, but I feel, or rather we feel that it's a lot lesser than 10KM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the trail walk at around 11am at Harbourfront MRT Station. Stroll through Hardbour Front Centre and Vivocity for a while before we headed to ABC Brickworks Market &amp;amp; Food Centre for our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, a lot of stall not open for today and hence a lot of good food was not been tasted. SAD~~ Although the place look so new to me &lt;em&gt;(the feeling of the multi-storey carpark and the revamped food centre), &lt;/em&gt;it still makes me have so much memories of my younger times when I stay somewhere nearby, and I always go there for meals with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meals, we headed towards IKEA&lt;em&gt; (which is just beside)&lt;/em&gt; using the same old entrance linking from the HDB area to back gate of IKEA &lt;em&gt;(the gate me and my parents always use after our meal to IKEA).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get the photo frame that I have been sourcing but the size is not correct and I do not want to risk buying it as the size is 5cm in difference. In the end, I helped my buddy bought a big container for him to contain his clothes and all&lt;em&gt; (as he asked me to buy for him).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed to Anchorpoint for desserts&lt;em&gt; (no nice at all).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After desserts, waited for my friends to buy their shorts at Cotton On before we headed back to IKEA for Jin Feng to do an exchange on the lamp he bought earlier as he bought the wrong one. Finishing it, we headed off our seperate ways back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way back to IKEA, I saw a person that I have not seen for so long, that is Mr. Aston Toh. Haha. He was there with his girlfriend shopping. I didn't know that his girlfriend is so tall. But, she is pretty la. Aston arh, good catch wor~~ Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today kinda had some misunderstanding with my buddy, or rather he feel that I have things hiding from him and he don't feel happy at all. I have no idea why he think that way. It hurts me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, we are not as close as we were before and he don't understand me as much as before &lt;em&gt;(even though I still do remember things about him and understand him).&lt;/em&gt; Whenever he encounter problems or need to talk to people, he will not call me anymore, rather he will give his colleague a call. It hurts a lot, but I can't stop him from having other friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he say I am hiding things from him, which I didn't and told him he is too sensitive. He insisted that he don't think he is sensitive and said till like I am at fault for not telling him things. But I really didnt hide anything from him, or rather anything he need to know, I never hide from him at all.'I have very close colleagues cum friends from my company and they are purely my colleagues cum friends. I may be close to certain of them because they really understand me and at times can accompany me to go chill out. I know he don't drink hence I don't get him along with me as he don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand, if he thinks that I am hiding this from him, why don't he just ask me about it? Why say that I'm the one hiding and not wanting to tell him? Why push all the faults to me? I have always treated him as my buddy, my brother, it was like that before and now its the same. Why can't he give some trust in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sadden me alot. Really. Not only today but all the while. It's time for me to reconsider the name "buddy cum brother" that is giving me a burden whole big time. Sigh, how I wish there is someone beside me to console me and talk to me, dote on me. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to go find someone to spend my future with. Maybe someone who really loves me and dote me. Loving a person is really very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str85Ap6vKI/AAAAAAAABZU/OrngclSBa0I/s1600-h/100_4395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901560088149154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str85Ap6vKI/AAAAAAAABZU/OrngclSBa0I/s400/100_4395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our footwear for the trail... Five of us.. Wohoo~~ nicely formed star..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str84VirhqI/AAAAAAAABZM/cwfW4zdcjn4/s1600-h/100_4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901548515067554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str84VirhqI/AAAAAAAABZM/cwfW4zdcjn4/s400/100_4394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cute little monkeys trying to help each other pice their lices.. Look at how shiok the monkey is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str834SoefI/AAAAAAAABZE/wK04PzyTzAs/s1600-h/100_4419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393901540663130610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str834SoefI/AAAAAAAABZE/wK04PzyTzAs/s400/100_4419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The girls for the trail.. Daphne, Cecilia, Li Teng &amp;amp; Myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Stru8iF2T0I/AAAAAAAABY8/kcZZEx56nTo/s1600-h/100_4430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393886227440488258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Stru8iF2T0I/AAAAAAAABY8/kcZZEx56nTo/s400/100_4430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Us along Henderson Waves bridge.. Me, Daphne, Cecilia, Li Ting &amp;amp; Jin Feng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlEpqz6cI/AAAAAAAABYM/qy9Pf_bv4g0/s1600-h/100_4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393875371797244354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlEpqz6cI/AAAAAAAABYM/qy9Pf_bv4g0/s400/100_4435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Us with the Henderson Waves Sign..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlEDdXVUI/AAAAAAAABYE/7vZMNY7zSss/s1600-h/100_4439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393875361540298050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlEDdXVUI/AAAAAAAABYE/7vZMNY7zSss/s400/100_4439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Great view up there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlDh92d7I/AAAAAAAABX8/4CkRKHoL41I/s1600-h/100_4441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393875352549750706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlDh92d7I/AAAAAAAABX8/4CkRKHoL41I/s400/100_4441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; The road sign to show us the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlC6-1H8I/AAAAAAAABX0/h1fXK0j48Io/s1600-h/100_4449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393875342084874178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StrlC6-1H8I/AAAAAAAABX0/h1fXK0j48Io/s400/100_4449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trees &amp;amp; Branches May Fall.. Keep Clear.. LOLx..&lt;/span&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/26319878-1688502870177432193?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1688502870177432193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1688502870177432193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-to-hort-park-today-with-my-poly.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Str85Ap6vKI/AAAAAAAABZU/OrngclSBa0I/s72-c/100_4395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3269712351327836374</id><published>2009-10-17T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:08:16.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hasn't been updating my blog for some time already. Well, this week is rather a fruitful, busy and shagged week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, went to chill out with the guys on Tuesday at the same KTV pub (&lt;em&gt;finished the bottle of left over Martell and continue with some beer)&lt;/em&gt; we went to last Friday as they say they very stressed up, need to destress. Since they asked me to join in, and I have nothing on that evening, I just join in the fun &lt;em&gt;(no harm anyway).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same some songs &lt;em&gt;(our table sang all emo songs, don't know why all so emo that day)&lt;/em&gt; then chit chat a lot about work, and other things under the sun. We left that place around 11.30pm and headed home there after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday after work went IKEA to source fror photo frame for my stuff, hence headed to Tampines IKEA to source. It was a shagged night as young boss send me a series of sms regarding the project at Suntec City for Health Board. As young boss was worried, and I was worried too, I headed straight to Suntec to check out the situation with Mr Tiong. Luckily it was not as bad as what Matthew has reflected on the sms, nevertheless still help as much as I could so that all can go home and rest as early as possible. We all left the place at around 4am and the next day all were at office before 10am &lt;em&gt;(good working attitude I thought).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I only sleep for barely 2 hours &lt;em&gt;(I think Dennis was even worst),&lt;/em&gt; I am super shagged that whole day. Plus I'm damn hungry as I didn't had my dinner the night before &lt;em&gt;(recently always didn't take dinner)&lt;/em&gt;. Hence, I headed to Airport to have Popeye before fetching young boss back to office in the afternoon. However, the popeye meal doesn't fill stomach at all, but still I had only one meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, thinking that I have to catch my beauty sleep since I didn't sleep much the night before, so I shoot home straight after work &lt;em&gt;(after packing my dinner)&lt;/em&gt;. Shortly Sam smsed me to ask if I'm going anywhere that night and if I want to go out chill together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was tired, I told him I might not be interested as we both have no idea where to go chill that is nearby. After much discussion&lt;em&gt; (initially decided not to go),&lt;/em&gt; we went to Goldhill Plaza for some drinks &lt;em&gt;(Hoeggarden &amp;amp; Erdinger plus Fries)&lt;/em&gt; and chat the night off. Left the place around 2am and wanted to go had prata for supper&lt;em&gt; (initially).&lt;/em&gt; As Prata House doesn't have parking and Casaurina Curry is closed, we headed to have Chong Pang Nasi Lemak &lt;em&gt;(which I have not tried before).&lt;/em&gt; Nothing as "wow" as what people has mention although their rice is really tasty. Finished up my vege and left the place. Thanks for Sam to drive me home&lt;em&gt; (and this guy really full of energy loh, can even go JB pump petrol at 4am loh ~ BEST).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning woke up at 9.30am and gaved Karen a morning call as she went to DBLO last night and might not be able to wake up on time. After calling her, I continue to lay on my bed for a while more before I get up and prepare to go pick her up to go collect our Race Package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have our Prata as planned and initially wanted to go Causarina Curry for brunch, but it's closed. So, decided to drive over to Prata House for prata instead. While having my brunch, I got summon from the stupid Fatimah for parking at unbroken double yellow line. SHITTY FATIMAH. I have no idea how much it will cost as they will send letter to the owner &lt;em&gt;(Young Boss will be passing me the summon very soon).&lt;/em&gt; My friend was so shocked to see me so calm seeing the summon, but what can I do? Panicking on a summon doesn't helps also. So relax. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kallang Leisure Park to collect my Great Eastern 10K Run Race Pack first before heading to Singapore Flyer to collect my Nike Human Run Race Pack. As Karen don't feel satisfied, we decided to g and have Popeye for our lunch &lt;em&gt;(so called)&lt;/em&gt; and surprisingly, we finished a meal together&lt;em&gt; (it's less than 2 hours since we had our Prata la. we all 饿到 I guess). &lt;/em&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, send Karen to Tanglin Mall for her flee market at 3pm. While driving Karen to Tanglin, I saw Dennis van pass by the cross junction and we wanted to stalk him but due to the amount of car, we are not able to. Anyway, Singapore is small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home straight after and took some pictures today after packing my room and cleaning off my room's dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo~~ today have air con room to sleep in, sure sleep very well one. Hee. But sadly, I need to wake up early tomorrow morning &lt;em&gt;(7am)&lt;/em&gt; as I am meeting my Poly friends to walk the Hort Park. They are meeting at 8am loh. It's early but I think waking up early and taking the Hort Park Trail sure makes myself refresh. So, it's time for me to TURN IN lo.. Good night guys while you enjoy the pictures before. Will upload some great pictures from Taiwan here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576300458283698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnVEaHIErI/AAAAAAAABXc/ZewPzXrYrHY/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576303889194418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnVEm5HnbI/AAAAAAAABXk/TfOV2N2RjYs/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some of the wine from Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU4mcJxnI/AAAAAAAABXU/w78BxNMQLJ8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576097609270898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU4mcJxnI/AAAAAAAABXU/w78BxNMQLJ8/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cute Perfume with Figurine.. Harajuku Love.. Nice smell loh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU4Q0ah2I/AAAAAAAABXM/4GQz7j1h6v8/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576091805452130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU4Q0ah2I/AAAAAAAABXM/4GQz7j1h6v8/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My new perfume collection.. BURBERRY.. My Favourite brand which I still don't own one other than this perfume..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU30GP1II/AAAAAAAABXE/_RMnNfugORM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576084095620226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU30GP1II/AAAAAAAABXE/_RMnNfugORM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stuff miniature.. DIY.. Need to sew it one loh.. Wahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU3TOVLJI/AAAAAAAABW8/AXeH9PtJov8/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576075271154834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU3TOVLJI/AAAAAAAABW8/AXeH9PtJov8/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought this was unique.. A pair of ring keychain.. Waiting for owner leh.. 可怜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU3K7D6uI/AAAAAAAABW0/cim3Mn5atoQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576073042848482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnU3K7D6uI/AAAAAAAABW0/cim3Mn5atoQ/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Myself with the piggy lanyard.. CUTE~~&lt;/span&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/26319878-3269712351327836374?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3269712351327836374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3269712351327836374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/hasnt-been-updating-my-blog-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StnVEaHIErI/AAAAAAAABXc/ZewPzXrYrHY/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3308352935019139489</id><published>2009-10-16T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:30:29.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《永远的朋友 - 陈伟联》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UliwaRYC8lk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UliwaRYC8lk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;如果你很忙&lt;br /&gt;我到街上去晃一晃&lt;br /&gt;身为一个朋友&lt;br /&gt;有些事情不该勉强&lt;br /&gt;看你黑着眼圈&lt;br /&gt;今晚很长我睡不着&lt;br /&gt;到底是谁害你这么想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为太爱你&lt;br /&gt;拼命达到你的需要&lt;br /&gt;虽然只是朋友&lt;br /&gt;总比什么都不是好&lt;br /&gt;借你肩膀依靠&lt;br /&gt;借你关心也借你微笑&lt;br /&gt;我很想给你却不要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱着你却伤心的只能守候不能拥有&lt;br /&gt;真挚的做一个永远的朋友&lt;br /&gt;看着你旧旧的简讯内容&lt;br /&gt;我看见爱情向我大声嘲弄&lt;br /&gt;爱着你却大方的陪你恋爱替你加油&lt;br /&gt;虚弱的做一个永远的朋友&lt;br /&gt;几次累的想断绝联络&lt;br /&gt;却听见你说情人比不上朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为太爱你&lt;br /&gt;拼命达到你的需要&lt;br /&gt;虽然只是朋友&lt;br /&gt;总比什么都不是好&lt;br /&gt;借你肩膀依靠&lt;br /&gt;借你关心也借你微笑&lt;br /&gt;我很想给你却不要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱着你却伤心的只能守候不能拥有&lt;br /&gt;真挚的做一个永远的朋友&lt;br /&gt;看着你旧旧的简讯内容&lt;br /&gt;我看见爱情向我大声嘲弄&lt;br /&gt;爱着你却大方的陪你恋爱替你加油&lt;br /&gt;虚弱的做一个永远的朋友&lt;br /&gt;几次累的想断绝联络&lt;br /&gt;却听见你说情人比不上朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我总是有让你想出声的方法&lt;br /&gt;我却没有让自己离开的力量&lt;br /&gt;也许友情才能地久天长&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱着你却伤心的只能守候不能拥有&lt;br /&gt;真挚的做一个永远的朋友&lt;br /&gt;看着你旧旧的简讯内容&lt;br /&gt;我看见爱情向我大声嘲弄&lt;br /&gt;爱着你却大方的陪你恋爱替你加油&lt;br /&gt;虚弱的做一个永远的朋友&lt;br /&gt;几次累的想断绝联络&lt;br /&gt;却听见你说情人比不上朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只是朋友&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《大海 - 陈伟联》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-DW7bZX8Jg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-DW7bZX8Jg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;从那遥远海边 慢慢消失的你&lt;br /&gt;本来模糊的脸 竟然渐渐清晰&lt;br /&gt;想要说些什么 又不知从何说起&lt;br /&gt;只有把它放在心底&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;茫然走在海边&lt;br /&gt;看那潮来潮去&lt;br /&gt;徒劳无功 想把每朵浪花记清&lt;br /&gt;想要说声爱你 却被吹散在风里&lt;br /&gt;猛然回头 你在那里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果大海能够唤回曾经的爱&lt;br /&gt;就让我用一生等待&lt;br /&gt;如果深情往事你已不再留恋&lt;br /&gt;就让它随风飘远&lt;br /&gt;如果大海能够带走我的哀愁&lt;br /&gt;就像带走每条河流&lt;br /&gt;所有受过的伤 所有流过的泪&lt;br /&gt;我的爱 请全部带走 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《不死心 - 郑元畅》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEwmUqBHbog&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEwmUqBHbog&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你安静我沉默 你难过我心痛&lt;br /&gt;你快乐会传染我&lt;br /&gt;你想我是偶尔 我想你是永久&lt;br /&gt;我是你 男的朋友&lt;br /&gt;不知道再继续付出有没有未来&lt;br /&gt;只知道爱情应该是期待再期待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别要爱不爱 别爱甩不甩&lt;br /&gt;你明知我会摇摆&lt;br /&gt;你今天不爱 但如果我再徘徊&lt;br /&gt;明天的你会不会给我爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;旁白:&lt;br /&gt;你常说 谢谢我&lt;br /&gt;我只想对你说 不死心的我 仍是我&lt;br /&gt;不知道拼一下算不算不知好歹&lt;br /&gt;只知道不努力爱你世界会崩坏&lt;br /&gt;你隐瞒你的答案 我是真爱还是备胎&lt;br /&gt;是什麽我都不管&lt;br /&gt;爱情不管要学拥有或失败&lt;br /&gt;我只想爱我所爱&lt;br /&gt;不留遗憾&lt;br /&gt;别要爱不爱 别爱甩不甩&lt;br /&gt;明明知道我会在&lt;br /&gt;你今天不爱 但只要我再等待&lt;br /&gt;总有天你的心门&lt;br /&gt;会打开 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3308352935019139489?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3308352935019139489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3308352935019139489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-8828405185256107994</id><published>2009-10-13T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:35:50.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>心是片土地 我是一个园丁&lt;br /&gt;种一朵花叫做爱情&lt;br /&gt;呵护著不离不弃&lt;br /&gt;当花季远去 眼泪带我旅行&lt;br /&gt;你好吗 我好想你&lt;br /&gt;常常写信寄给回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你住在我心中&lt;br /&gt;谁也不能把你赶走&lt;br /&gt;一颗心只有一份永久&lt;br /&gt;给了谁就无法回收&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你活在我爱中&lt;br /&gt;不准人来人往挑拨&lt;br /&gt;一个错要花几倍伤痛&lt;br /&gt;才能扭转时空 重回感动&lt;br /&gt;重回笑容 手牵手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空空的夜空 城市燃起灯火&lt;br /&gt;每一盏灯一种寂寞&lt;br /&gt;愿你幸福别漂流&lt;br /&gt;蓝蓝的忧愁 搬进我的生活&lt;br /&gt;越想放手越是紧握&lt;br /&gt;越往前走越是回头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你住在我心中&lt;br /&gt;谁也不能把你赶走&lt;br /&gt;一颗心只有一份永久&lt;br /&gt;给了谁就无法回收&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你活在我爱中&lt;br /&gt;不准人来人往挑拨&lt;br /&gt;一个错要花几倍伤痛&lt;br /&gt;才能扭转时空 重回感动&lt;br /&gt;重回笑容 手牵手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没用 多没用&lt;br /&gt;我推开窗户思念一直推不走&lt;br /&gt;我在梦里掉了一个梦&lt;br /&gt;谁捡到告诉我还给我 别没收&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你住在我心中&lt;br /&gt;谁也不能把你赶走&lt;br /&gt;一颗心只有一份永久&lt;br /&gt;给了谁就无法回收&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你从未分手 你活在我爱中&lt;br /&gt;不准人来人往挑拨&lt;br /&gt;一个错要花几倍伤痛&lt;br /&gt;才能扭转时空 重回感动&lt;br /&gt;重回笑容 手牵手&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-8828405185256107994?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8828405185256107994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8828405185256107994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1997029039958532517</id><published>2009-10-12T19:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:16:10.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I last did my entry. Was so tired over the weekend and I was like unconcious most of the time &lt;em&gt;(even when I'm doing facial).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday went out for a night of dinner and chilling out with my sales team colleagues. After our meeting in office, we headed off to somewhere near Serangoon to have our Ma La Steamboat dinner. After filling up our stomach, we headed to somewhere else for KTV pub at "2Dawn" opposite SGH. Had our drink till almost 4am before we call it a day. Wah~~ It's shag de loh. Cannot always like that if not my beauty will be gone. I basically only sleep for like 2 hours before I wake up to head to office for work. &lt;em&gt;(Reached home at 5am)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing is, I never drink a lot as I'm drinking, so still not too bad. See, I can actually control myself not to drink de loh. Who say I'm 酒鬼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday after work, went for lunch with the sales guys at nearby Fried Hokkien Mee there and had a whole table of food again. Thereafter I headed for my band practice. After so long never touch my insturment, finally got the chance to play with my instrument &lt;em&gt;(so happy).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a blown up tulip on one of the chair around my area and was puzzled why there is a yellow tulip there &lt;em&gt;(somemore my favourite flower loh).&lt;/em&gt; Thought it's who's. Ask Karen who's tuilip and she said don't know so I thought it's someone else. There shortly after, she said it for me. She bought it from Thailand for me loh. So nice. Thanks. I love tulip and I have all sorts of tulip things at home la (&lt;em&gt;necklace, arcylic tulip frm Holland, paper tulip, now blown up tulip.. hehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391684832422405010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StMcyelmI5I/AAAAAAAABWU/nBEqFxvgBxA/s400/Oct-3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Blown Up Yellow Tulip.. I Love It.. Hee.. Thanks Karen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391684837777515234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StMcyyiWouI/AAAAAAAABWc/2NkyBEc0Nb4/s400/Oct-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Music Partner trying to play around with my blown up tulip inside the bandroom.. In the midst of practice.. The snap is LOUD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391902126198970386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StPiao_DWBI/AAAAAAAABWs/1tqDkFjIXS8/s400/Oct-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me with my new collection of Tulip.. Hee.. Happy like a Bird~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Due to lack of sleep, I was super hyper during the practice. But the practice seems not too bad and pieces for concert somehow are fixed. It's fast and I think it's a good start as we can practice more and make our performance more towards perfection. Yeah~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After practice, me and Karen went to Bugis intending to eat Korean food. But unfortunately, it was moved to another location &lt;em&gt;(out of Bugis)&lt;/em&gt; and Karen was so sad not being able to have her Korean food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we ended up at Siams Kitchen for Thai food and I had my usual Pat Thye. Wahaha. Chat about my Taiwan trip and all over dinner. &lt;em&gt;(I still prefer Thai Express's Pat Thye)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the ladies after settling our bills and then inside the ladies I saw Xiu. Thinking why this person look so familiar and while we were talking about her, she was just in the same place as us. I went over to call upon her and she was shocked. Singapore is so SMALL. Haha. Even inside the washroom also can see friends la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Went window shopping for a while &lt;em&gt;(both me and Xiu are broke and need to eat self grown grasses already after the trip),&lt;/em&gt; we bought ourselves some bubble tea before heading home as my parking coupon's time is running up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Karen home before I headed home myself and had an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday wake up early for my facial at Chinatown. Drove my parents there too as they want to go there buy things too. After facial, headed to gave my baby a great wash &lt;em&gt;(it's so dirty can),&lt;/em&gt; and after the wash headed to the hairdresser to cut my hair &lt;em&gt;(it's getting more and more like my own grown grass). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that headed home and started to stare into my laptop until 10 plus before I shut my computer and turn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I'll still tired. I have no idea if I sleep to much or lack of sleep. But I rather myself being able to sleep than waking in the middle of the night everyday, which affects my sleep loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, my office doeesn't have boss and general manager as they went outstaion and reservist respectively. However, I still have tonnes of things to complete and I kinda don't have the idea how to do all. Sigh. Have to complete the CaseTrust policy thingy, artwork for Zonal package for all 4 zones, quotations, reply of all enquiry emails, etc etc. Without me picking up the calls, I still barely have time to do my things coz the call starts to become overwhelme again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I think I'll better go home and come office earlier tomorrow to start doing on my things before I run out of time. Ganbate~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1997029039958532517?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1997029039958532517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1997029039958532517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/StMcyelmI5I/AAAAAAAABWU/nBEqFxvgBxA/s72-c/Oct-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4874128705452717043</id><published>2009-10-08T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:54:54.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back in Singapore for the second day and realise that my holiday is kinda not enough. Taiwan trip with my group of crazy friends was indeed a great experience as they really are good companies (never gets bored with them around).&lt;p&gt;Touched down at Singapore on Tuesday night at around 11.30pm and came out from the arrival hall at around 12 midnight.&lt;p&gt;The rest of my gang have the previledge of resting at home the next day, which I didn&amp;#39;t as I need to get back to work the next day. Felt rather sian though but I know I have to be there.&lt;p&gt;Reached office slightly after 9am the next morning and gave office a surprise by tripping the electricity of our office. Well, I&amp;#39;m sway la. I shouldn&amp;#39;t have gone working that day la.&lt;p&gt;Went for Homefix D&amp;amp;D in the evening at Northlight School, which their theme is &amp;quot;Back to School&amp;quot;, hence a lot of their stuff are dressed in uniforms. Although they don&amp;#39;t really look very good in their school&amp;#39;s uniform, but the idea is rather cool and fresh I should say.&lt;p&gt;Finished packing all my stuff yesterday night and realise I got a lot of clothes (which I didn&amp;#39;t realise) and the rest was all easy to pack. I didn&amp;#39;t expect myself to pack my luggage so fast. Haha.&lt;p&gt;Just finish uploading the photos I took in Taiwan into my computer and will upload it to facebook soon for everyone to share our joy. Initially wanted to upload today but the internet speed is too slow, so I gave up on uploading. Shall upload it tomorrow then.&lt;p&gt;*Entry Sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4874128705452717043?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4874128705452717043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4874128705452717043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-singapore-for-second-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7305970667439426745</id><published>2009-10-04T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:59:13.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Liu Fu Chun （六福村）today for our Theme Park activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our breakfast in the morning at the lobby of our hotel, we headed down to the Theme Park and have most of the rides there. There are 3 main themes there and each section have different rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the roller coaster is under maintenance hence we didn't get the chance to play it. There are a few rides that I didn't manage to play as well as my group of friends didn't want to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought the theme park will be nice but it isn't as what I thought. It's not as nice as I thought it would be. I think the best is still the one in Hong Kong at Ocean Park （海洋公园）.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ourselves wet with some water games and after that headed to finished up some more rides before we headed for food and the zoo there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's wind was rather strong and the temperature was rather cold too. Luckily I wore my 3/4 drench coat so still not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we took bus back to Taipei and headed for our dinner at Sogo at Zhong Shan. I love their Vitagen there, especially the big bottle type, so nice. I think I will buy a few bottles back to Singapore. Wahaha. I bought some alcohol too with special bottles back, will have to find ways to hide it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking to the train station intending to go back to our hotel, we saw Spicy Steamboat （麻辣火锅）just behind Sogo. Sadly we didn't saw it earlier, if not we will be having it for our dinner. So we planned to have it tomorrow in the afternoon as we are not going to Tai Zhong （台中）anymore as we didn't want to get caught in between the Typhoon. So we decided to stay in Taipei and continue to do our shopping at Taipei tomorrow to get the stuff that we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were drenched under the rain all the while and the wind is ever cold. Hope tomorrow's weather will be better. Going to bath now as I didn't want to get a cold myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care to the people in Singapore. I'll be back very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7305970667439426745?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7305970667439426745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7305970667439426745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-to-liu-fu-chun-today-for-our-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2082353590300456037</id><published>2009-10-04T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T03:23:02.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the first time I experience earthquake in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1am, while me and my room mates were happily taking pictures of what we have bought and 2 of the guys came to our room to pass us our stuffs, we felt the room shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting at the couch in front of our bed looking at the ready cut neoprints we took while Xiu was taking pictures of my piglet that I brought over from Singapore when the room started to shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking why did Xiu shaked the bed so vigorously and looked up when Xiu was asking me not to shake the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During then, I said I didn't shake the bed and asked the two guys in our room whether the feel the room shaking? All said the felt the shake. I was rather nervous as it was my first encounter of earthquake (although it's a mild one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking what should we do, what should we do? So all of us was at our original place while the phone ring and another guy from their room called asking if we felt the vibration. Hence we asked him to come down to look for us, taking the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe some other places must have a more serious earthquake than us as ouris a mild one and it only sustain for less than 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what we can do if the shake will be greater as our table is small and I don't think all of us can go under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's an experience that I can't have in Singapore, however, I didn't want it to happen again too. It's scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2082353590300456037?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2082353590300456037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2082353590300456037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-first-time-i-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-111515068592194967</id><published>2009-10-03T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:27:15.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back in my hotel room again. It's the 4th day in Taiwan and we started our shopping today. Nearly went broke on my tops and bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night went to one of the the club in Taiwan named Luxy. It's the contemporary club in Taiwan Zhong Xiao Dong Lu. The music there wasn't too nice. The pulse not strong enough and the songs very unfamiliar, never hear before de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their club have 4 dancers dancing. There are 2 sections of it but the dancers are not pretty. Haha. Anyway, their culb only started to get high during 1.30am and we left the place at 2 plus as we were so tired and nothing much to club there. I don't like the club personally due to the songs as well as the club is a place that clubber can smoke. I don't like places with a lot of smokers around me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached hotel at around 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning wake up at around 10.30am and wash up before heading out for our shopping session at Xi Meng Ding. Just before we headed for our shopping, we went to have our brunch at Ah Zong Mee Sua. It's really nice as what others recommend. I like it, but I don't eat the intestine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There after we went shopping and I bought a pair of Jeans and a piece of skirt at Lee Cooper. First time I bought a 70 over dollars pants and skirt. Shop around Xi Meng Ding for a while more before we headed to Wu Fen Pu to shop till we nearly drop. I bought so much clothings. Argh~~ Gotta stop myself from buying so many clothes. Although each piece of clothes is cheap, but getting a lot of cheap stuff will add on to become a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,will have to stop myself and control myself from buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta wash up and turn in early coz tomorrow will be going to Theme Park to play all the rides. Wohoo~~ Excited.. The most looked forward place in Taiwan for me. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-111515068592194967?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/111515068592194967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/111515068592194967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-my-hotel-room-again.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1634093792498228350</id><published>2009-10-02T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:54:33.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up quite late this morning as we went back to hotel late last night after KTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9.30am and started washing up. After washing up, I called up the guys whom are happily sleeping. Luckily I woke up and gave them morning call. Done all the various packing for our Hot Spring in the afternoon before I started having my beef cup noodles breakfast (our provided breakfast ends at 10am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off for Hot Spring at Xin Bei Tou for an hour. The price for the hot spring is cheap. Each of us only pay S$10 for an hour for a private room to ourselves. Great. We have 3 different hot spring pools to ourselves, cool water, warm water and warmer water. The feeling of soaking yourself inside the hot spring water is so shiok. Really make you feel so relax and refreshing. My face were like red like lobster when I was soaking in the hot spring (which seldom happen as my face seldom turns red). I think blood is really circulating around my face and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hot spring, we headed to McDonalds for our brunch. I had McSpicy Chicken Drumstick Meal. After munching on the drumstick, it brings so much memories back, the feeling when I had during my secondary school when Singapore still have the same meal. It's nice loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meal, we headed to Dan Shui and took a bus to Fisherman Harbour （渔人码头） to see the Lover's Bridge （情人桥）. It's so nice can? How I hope got my partner around with me (sadly, I don't have a partner). But anyway, am tired la so I slept all the way in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There after, headed to arcade to play DDR. So long never play loh. Taiwan's DDR are on chinese song loh. ZS then went to catch one Egg Pig for me. Thanks ZS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the sky is black and we went to took pictures with the bridge during the night (night view) and then headed back to Dan Shui station there by bus for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am blogging in the room and soon we will be going to the night spots in Taipei. Won't be drinking much, but just wanna explore how the night life in Taipei looks like. Till then... update again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1634093792498228350?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1634093792498228350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1634093792498228350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/woke-up-quite-late-this-morning-as-we.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6173399774549839752</id><published>2009-10-02T04:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T04:11:49.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reach my hotel room after my KTV session at Cash Box Partyworld at Ximen Ding. The KTV here is cheap can? It's lest than 20 bucks per person for 5 hours (student rate, thanks to Ah Siak). But we left early as we all are super shagged and will need to wake up early the next day for our planned itenary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Chiu Fen today for some sight seeing. However, weather today isn't too good hence we didn't see much of great views. Nonetheless, me and my gang of friends bought a lot of things (as gifts) and I am totally hooked on buying the wooden postcards. I find it so unique can? Maybe can do some franchising in Singapore as I don't see such things in Singapore yet. Good market to move in and then draw out fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking the whole stretch of shops and all, buying lots of stuffs and all, we walked further down to the food and stay in area which I somehow didn't know how to continue to walk. Hence, we stopped over at one of the house like shop and asked the friendly uncle the direction to the nearest bus stop. This nice uncle even gave us a map to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was drizzling when we started walking and the rain became heavier as we walk and by the time we reach the bus stop, all of us are wet (except Xiu as she has umbrella). Took the bus back and shop a bit at the Taipei Station before heading back to our area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash up a bit (as we were drenched in the rain before that) before we head to Ximen Ding at around 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached Ximen Ding, we headed to look for the Toilet Conceptual Restaurant and had our proper dinner there. It's supposingly the first proper meal we have from the day we reached Taiwan. The food there isn't too expensive I thought as the portion was big. Bought some great and cut things there before leaving the restaurant for some shopping along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop by a shoe shop and bought a pair of sports shoe which I can use for my running (yeah, finally have a proper shoe for my running after so long). After that walk further down back to the station and headed for our KTV session at Partyworld at Cashbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to show our identification card before we are allowed to go in (they are strict). But their service was superly good. How I wish singapore's KTV service is as good. There were so polite until we all can't take it. So not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now it's 4am and I am turning in already. Tomorrow going for Hot Spring so need some beauty sleep now. Till the day I update, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6173399774549839752?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6173399774549839752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6173399774549839752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-reach-my-hotel-room-after-my-ktv.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1145806875268256485</id><published>2009-10-01T09:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:21:22.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging in the Shin Shih Hotel in Taiwan now. So far this place still not bad, quite like the place here, and the food at Shilin Night Market, mama mia, nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touched down on Taiwan group at around 7.45pm and after all those checking-out from the custom and dili deli, we are out at around 8 plus and borad the bus from Tao Yuan Airport at around 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about half an hour, we reached our destination and walked over to our hotel, which is less than 1km away from the train and bus station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel room looks quite fine for us. It looks the same as that reflected on the internet. We have the victoria style bathroom and starry night as our ceiling is full of stars. Hee. But I still miss my photo frame in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after putting our things in the hotel room, we headed out to Shilin Night Market as it's rather late already. By the time we reach Shilin Night Market, it's around 11pm already. Luckily there are still food. Thanks to ZS who brought us to the shopping street, making me and Xiu saw so many things that we intend to buy. Grrr~~ But we are hungry, so we didn't stop to look at things but headed to the makan street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some food to eat. (their first stop was smelly toufu which I refuse to eat, I can't stand the smell, damn smelly) After that we headed further down to eat more of the stick food, quite delicious though. With all those small small fried chicken chop, mushroom, vege and lots of fruits at incredible price, we are all full to the brim. Didn't know eating this way can make us that full sia. And what's more, it so delicious that we can even stand in the drizzling rain and eat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach back to hotel at around 1am and wash up before going to bed at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, waiting for Xiu to get ready and we will be heading out to our next destination. Blog when I'm back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1145806875268256485?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1145806875268256485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1145806875268256485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogging-in-shin-shih-hotel-in-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2398679489109842114</id><published>2009-09-30T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:45:38.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the day I will be travelling to Taiwan for my vacation with a few of my friends. I believe they will be a group of great companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, wierd thing is until now I still don't get any excited, I have no idea why. Think I am too stressed about my work already. My mind keeps running non-stop, keep thinking I have things not done and tasks not conveyed to my colleagues, but I just can't think of any at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only packed my luggage moments ago and finished doing up with the packing few minutes ago. Realised that my vaccum pack has gone missing and my mum claimed that she might have used it and have no idea where she puts it. Argh~~ That's my magic bag that can make things compact. And now, it's gone missing and I am left with only 1. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one thing that I'm sure of is I'll be missing the frame hanging in my room la. Cannot look at it every morning when I wake up anymore for 1 week. Sad. It's been a routine for me to wake up and stand in front of it and look at it as well as look at it before I sleep. Will be missing my daily routine for 1 week. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting my group of friends at Changi Airport Terminal 1 tomorrow at 12nn. Ah Siak and Ah Tom is sharing cab to airport (shiok loh) and Xiu is taking cab to airport too. I presume that ZS is taking cab there too. Only me, so poor thing, taking bus to airport. But my bus should be travelling quite fast, and I sure sleep on the bus one loh. Super long time never experience sleep on bus already. Will be leaving home at around 10.30am and walk over to the next road to take bus 858 to Airport to prevent myself from reaching late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially planned to meet at 11am as our flight initially takes off at 1.50pm. However, the flight is delayed for 2 hours and it only takes off at 3.05pm. So we have more time to eat, sleep and shop. Haha. Me and ZS wana go T3 to buy perfume. Haha. So must chop chop finish up our meals and chiong in to the gate. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, will be away from town for 1 week from today onwards, hope people won't miss me too much. I will try my best to update my blog when I am there (if I have the time to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still contactable via phone and email as well as MSN. So, if there's a need to contact me, you may contact me via the various channels stated above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2398679489109842114?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2398679489109842114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2398679489109842114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-day-i-will-be-travelling-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1145520556628868828</id><published>2009-09-30T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:24:00.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today is the day!!! TAIWAN, HERE I COME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, don't miss me too much.. I will be back very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1145520556628868828?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1145520556628868828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1145520556628868828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-day-taiwan-here-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3327467671713293799</id><published>2009-09-29T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:23:00.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Day before i head to Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final check on my lagguage to prevent myself from forgetting stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited! Excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3327467671713293799?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3327467671713293799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3327467671713293799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day-before-i-head-to-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5102964736052251488</id><published>2009-09-28T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:21:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last 2 days.. You are so near yet so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5102964736052251488?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5102964736052251488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5102964736052251488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3205410008129768720</id><published>2009-09-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:39:10.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wake up in the morning after a frightening dream the night before at arounf 10am plus and wash up and intended to start on with my work but am hooked onto facebook and youtube MVs. In the end, I didn't manage to even start on a single bit on my work at all. All thanks to facebook and youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off for my facial at Causeway Point at 2pm and after that meeting my colleagues for a KTV session at Bishan (initially). Before the session, we met to have dinner together at Kim San Leng Coffeeshop (and as usual saw my grandpa and his gang of drinking friends there and went over to say hi). The other two guys then mention they don't really feel like singing KTV as Sam don't really sing and Saw mention that if only me and him sing, we will sing until vomit. To me still ok, but I think they just feel singing inside a KTV room bored la, and also they got the feel....... the feel of drinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, our plan goes like think after a long long discussion.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner (Hainanese Chicken Rice), we all headed back to Saw's house. I park my car at his place, and hop on to Sam's car as he will be driving us to Boat Quay (they mention don't need so many car to go there since Saw is taking Sam's car and I agreed). So, after a short wait (Saw went back home to style his hair and clear his intestines.. haha), we headed to Boat Quay, thinking of going to Shin Bar after a short game at Mind's Cafe till 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the games at Mind's Cafe (which is around 8.15pm), we walked to Shin Bar to check out if the place is open but unfortunately it's not (Sunday a lot of pubs refuse to open coz no people). Hence we walked along the stretch of pubs along Boat Quay and ended up at Raining Pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a few jars of beer, a few round of games, some singing and some talking cock before we headed home at around 1 plus 2am. When I reached home, I was a bit blur and high already (the beer takes effect already) and started to sms some funny smses to Sam. Damn. Keep laugh at my trip trip messages. Grrr~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, such a chill out was quite nice and relaxing. Great people to hang out with too. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3205410008129768720?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3205410008129768720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3205410008129768720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/wake-up-in-morning-after-frightening.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-8728105402173810022</id><published>2009-09-27T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:51:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a super bad dream last night. I thought I won&amp;#39;t wake up alive the next day.&lt;p&gt;I slept quite early the day before (on Sat night) and thought of having a good sleep into Sunday, which is not a working day for me. But it didn&amp;#39;t.&lt;p&gt;I had a dream of myself going for a performance. And I have no idea why in my dream I am also that tired.&lt;p&gt;I doze off in my sleep and suddenly I had this difficulties to breath. It seems like I&amp;#39;m having a severe block nose and the air just can&amp;#39;t get in from my nose.&lt;p&gt;This continue for quite a while before I can breath properly again. I had the feeling of nearly dying due to lack of oxygen. I thought that&amp;#39;s the last sleep in my whole life. The experience was a near to death experience. Luckily I can wake up from my sleep breathing properly.&lt;p&gt;Kinda have phobia sleeping now. It seems like I can die anytime. Scary. I still have so many things not done yet, don&amp;#39;t want to die just like that.&lt;p&gt;Hope that this is the first and the last near to death experience. I can&amp;#39;t imagine what will happen if it really releapse again. Don&amp;#39;t even dare to think about it.&lt;p&gt;*Entry sent via My SmartPhone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-8728105402173810022?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8728105402173810022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8728105402173810022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/had-super-bad-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-935751391034978623</id><published>2009-09-27T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:21:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;3 days.. Taiwan, here I come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to relax on myself during the trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-935751391034978623?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/935751391034978623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/935751391034978623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2468723587048382670</id><published>2009-09-26T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:51:26.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a long week of not seeing him, finally get to see him and actually talk to him. Well, the feeling isn't as awkward as I thought it will be. We just talk like a normal friend. Not too bad actually, feeling so much better. At least I know he is not avoiding me. I rather it be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in office to do my work till 8 plus before I left for some groceries shopping at Causeway Point. Initially intended to head to Bugis to get some stuff but I'm left with not much time, so decided to change plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I left office, then I realise I wore the wrong shoe out of office. And the best thing is, i forget to bring my access card that very day and will not be able to go back to office to change back my shoe. No choice, I have to go shopping with my slipper 9luckily my slipper is not that ugly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home at around 10 plus and knock out on bed after washing up. I'm damn shag and letargic sia, I have no idea why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2468723587048382670?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2468723587048382670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2468723587048382670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-long-week-of-not-seeing-him.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1101913697005298762</id><published>2009-09-26T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:19:00.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4 more days an I'll be in Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1101913697005298762?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1101913697005298762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1101913697005298762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-more-days-ill-be-in-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3338595239960363339</id><published>2009-09-25T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T03:35:48.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc3zbJ6sI/AAAAAAAABWM/4P2DhZomd-I/s1600-h/100_3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386970218055199426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc3zbJ6sI/AAAAAAAABWM/4P2DhZomd-I/s400/100_3533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc3eOH6uI/AAAAAAAABWE/wxiNAgoRwxY/s1600-h/100_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386970212363397858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc3eOH6uI/AAAAAAAABWE/wxiNAgoRwxY/s400/100_3532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc23u-ZjI/AAAAAAAABV8/MxfucwEDLRM/s1600-h/100_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386970202032203314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc23u-ZjI/AAAAAAAABV8/MxfucwEDLRM/s400/100_3528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc2oE77xI/AAAAAAAABV0/QgO29aXWGz0/s1600-h/100_3526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386970197829349138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc2oE77xI/AAAAAAAABV0/QgO29aXWGz0/s400/100_3526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc2J2yLMI/AAAAAAAABVs/QWI2_H3wiVs/s1600-h/100_3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386970189716925634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc2J2yLMI/AAAAAAAABVs/QWI2_H3wiVs/s400/100_3511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was our company's BBQ session, and also to bid farewell to our Biao Ge who is returning back to hometown coming Wednesday (same day as my departure to Taiwan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ was quite ok. Had a little drink and small chat with Sam, Hu Ge Ge, and some other people while BBQing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When looking at Sam doing the cooking at the BBQ pit, have a sudden feel that he look so chef like la. He really got the chef look. Imagine him in white chef uniform and a tall hat, what I can foresee his next job will be a chef. LOLx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one dozen of beer is definitely not enough for uncle, as well as for us. Hence, Sam keep asking me if I want to go nearby to buy more to drink. I refused as I was very tired and is lazy to go to the 7-Eleven to buy. So we dropped the idea of going over to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed home at around 10.30pm. Initially didn't have the feeling to go home and smsed Karen to see where is she. Knowing she is shopping at Cathay, I decided to go home as it's a bit far and I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I reach home, Jac smsed me if I want to go out chill. if I was still driving maybe I will say yes, but I'm just at my door step, hence I turn her down. I'm sorry Jac coz I am really too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep moments after our conversation via MSN ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I can sleep real well but someone called me at around 2am and woke me up. Grrr~~~ After talking for a while the person went to wonderland and I was left awake with eyes wide open staring at the ceiling of my room. But guess that didn't really presist that long as I was really too tired already, and sleep after that.&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/26319878-3338595239960363339?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3338595239960363339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3338595239960363339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-was-our-companys-bbq-session-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SsJc3zbJ6sI/AAAAAAAABWM/4P2DhZomd-I/s72-c/100_3533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7694214844937080457</id><published>2009-09-25T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:16:00.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;5 Days to Taiwan Trip...&lt;br /&gt;Time to pack my luggage before things are forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7694214844937080457?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7694214844937080457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7694214844937080457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-days-to-taiwan-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5633217114873021498</id><published>2009-09-24T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:15:00.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;6 Days to Taiwan Trip...&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the day to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5633217114873021498?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5633217114873021498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5633217114873021498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/6-days-to-taiwan-trip_24.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3967697106678472226</id><published>2009-09-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:09:40.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《真的 - 张韶涵》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5h7sSsZ6aD4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5h7sSsZ6aD4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;我努力的扬着脸孔&lt;br /&gt;试着让眼泪不往下流&lt;br /&gt;别往下流&lt;br /&gt;不安的感觉到什么&lt;br /&gt;在我生活中不再相同&lt;br /&gt;不相同&lt;br /&gt;想要说却还沉默&lt;br /&gt;伸出手无法触碰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空突然一片辽阔&lt;br /&gt;原来你是真的已经离开我&lt;br /&gt;在我不熟悉的世界过新的生活&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼让泪水滑落&lt;br /&gt;此刻你已真的永远离开我&lt;br /&gt;在另外一个没有我的世界&lt;br /&gt;自由的走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力的扬着脸孔&lt;br /&gt;试着让眼泪不往下流&lt;br /&gt;别往下流&lt;br /&gt;不安的感觉到什么&lt;br /&gt;在我的生活中不再相同&lt;br /&gt;不相同&lt;br /&gt;想要说却还沉默&lt;br /&gt;伸出手无法触碰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空突然一片辽阔&lt;br /&gt;原来你是真的已经离开我&lt;br /&gt;在 我不熟悉的世界过新的生活&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼让泪水滑落&lt;br /&gt;此刻你已 真的永远离开我&lt;br /&gt;在另外一个没有我的世界自由的走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空突然一片辽阔&lt;br /&gt;原来你是真的已经离开我&lt;br /&gt;在 我不熟悉的世界过新的生活&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼让泪水滑落&lt;br /&gt;此刻你已真的永远离开我&lt;br /&gt;在另外一个没有我的世界&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3967697106678472226?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3967697106678472226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3967697106678472226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-788830117508863973</id><published>2009-09-23T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:43:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《假装 - 蔡依林》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSOC78WuV3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSOC78WuV3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;呼吸着一种孤独的味道&lt;br /&gt;心跳在你沉默以后慢慢的被淡忘掉&lt;br /&gt;我笑了笑 反正你看不到&lt;br /&gt;我要的幸福&lt;br /&gt;遗落在你怀抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当爱失了焦&lt;br /&gt;那些最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;早被你搁在一角&lt;br /&gt;街上拥挤人潮&lt;br /&gt;走着看着都是摧眠符号&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记忆停不了&lt;br /&gt;穿过读你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;穿过想你的味道&lt;br /&gt;我只想不被打扰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好 我只要&lt;br /&gt;只想要 再拥有一秒&lt;br /&gt;去相信你的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;一直会让我依靠&lt;br /&gt;继续等待&lt;br /&gt;还心甘情愿的不想逃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当爱失了焦&lt;br /&gt;那些最初的美好&lt;br /&gt;早被你搁在一角&lt;br /&gt;街上拥挤人潮&lt;br /&gt;走着看着都是摧眠符号&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记忆停不了&lt;br /&gt;穿过读你的心跳&lt;br /&gt;穿过想你的味道&lt;br /&gt;我只想不被打扰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好 我只要&lt;br /&gt;只想要 再拥有一秒&lt;br /&gt;去相信你的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;一直会让我依靠&lt;br /&gt;继续等待&lt;br /&gt;心甘情愿不想逃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好 依然是&lt;br /&gt;依然是 暧昧的tone调&lt;br /&gt;一个人无理取闹&lt;br /&gt;两人世界的煎熬&lt;br /&gt;我被自己困在自己设下的圈套&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像是驼鸟&lt;br /&gt;相信时间是唯一解药&lt;br /&gt;视而不见&lt;br /&gt;傻到了无可救药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实早明了&lt;br /&gt;你的爱已随风飘&lt;br /&gt;想要找&lt;br /&gt;再也找不到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好 我只要&lt;br /&gt;只想要 再拥有一秒&lt;br /&gt;去相信你的拥抱&lt;br /&gt;还心甘情愿的不想逃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假装多好 依然是&lt;br /&gt;依然是 暧昧的tone调&lt;br /&gt;一个人无理取闹&lt;br /&gt;两人世界的煎熬&lt;br /&gt;我被自己困在自己设下的圈套&lt;br /&gt;假装自己&lt;br /&gt;已解开冰冷的手铐&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-788830117508863973?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/788830117508863973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/788830117508863973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/tone-tone.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5628099237459503475</id><published>2009-09-23T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:51:59.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reached home from my poly friends gathering as one of my friend from my class came back from America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to "Settlers Cafe" for a few sets of boardgames as well as many many snacks (I'm damn super full and thirsty now) while playing the games. Frankly, I still prefer Minds Cafe as it is still a nicer place, friendlier staff and better environemnt there. Well, not saying that the Settlers Cafe staff is not friendly (although I still talk quite a lot to the I/C), but they are not just as friendly and the people there are a lot lesser compared to Minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Had a wonderful night of laughter and craziness at the cafe before we left the cafe for the day and head home as we all need to work the next day (except for the &lt;em&gt;tai tai&lt;/em&gt; who just came back from America). So envy her loh, marry already do nothing, go America and enjoy with her husband. Where can I get such good life man. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night was at my young boss house testing on the new device for my company that we are launching super soon. However due to some bug inside we are not able to settle teh date and time issue, hence I have to wait till today before the guy reply to my boss's email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he send us a fireware upgrade and it will be able to syncronised with the computer date. Incredible firmeware, however it can only be used on their own products and not other company's product, I've not not idea why. Anyway, now that everything is settled, I am starting to do the brochure, step by step pictutorial guide as well as manual guide which I need to get it done by tomorrow (by hook or by crook). I am also halfway doing on the mailer flyer design which I need to complete by next week before I fly off, so as to get in time for Singpost to print. I think my weekend will be burnt doing all these designs. Argh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Saturday my &lt;em&gt;godfather &lt;/em&gt;will be arriving at Singapore but he wanted me to stay home accompany my family before I fly to Taiwan, so will be meeting him on Monday. Think my Monday will again be burnt as I need to accompany them and clear all their doubts. Sigh. But he is one good person as he will definitely buy things from us no matter how high the price is. Haha. He is one nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Jenson this afternoon asbout our trip to Taiwan. Initially I am not really excited until he keep saying want to go there buy clothes, make me also have the feel to change my wordrobe, and I think if I do change my whole wordrobe, I think all people will be shocked coz it will be a different SaSa. Haha. Anyway, we plan to go there shop until we drop (maybe not drop, but shiok), and also going to Taiwan's night spots (pub/ club) one night to see how their night life is. Haha. I think I will be able to enjoy there (I hope I will).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I leave, some colleague of mine wanna jio me go chill out. Whahaha. Think they scared I go 1 week cannot go chill out la. Wahaha. Well, anyway just let me know when and I'll try my best to make it although my schedule this whole week will be very packed. Wahaha, but I can still find time one if I am willing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that i am getting over very well. Good job SaSa, keep it up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5628099237459503475?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5628099237459503475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5628099237459503475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-reached-home-from-my-poly-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6150722270313419388</id><published>2009-09-23T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:11:00.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 days to Taiwan Trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 last week &amp;amp; I will be on your ground..&lt;br /&gt;Yippie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6150722270313419388?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6150722270313419388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6150722270313419388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/7-days-to-taiwan-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1611401324132412032</id><published>2009-09-22T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:15:05.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Days to Taiwan Trip...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Argh~~ Getting more &amp;amp; more&lt;br /&gt;excited..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1611401324132412032?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1611401324132412032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1611401324132412032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/8-days-to-taiwan-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2217402154312823223</id><published>2009-09-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:51:48.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《秘密 - 蓝又时》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ETCyl9mNno&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ETCyl9mNno&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你就直接回头吧 她在等着你&lt;br /&gt;不要怕我会哭泣 早就在心底&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话 其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好吧 其实你对我不差&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我食之无味 弃之可惜&lt;br /&gt;虽然你还有感觉 但不是爱情&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话 其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好了吧 这些够了呀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情是秘密 不能成立&lt;br /&gt;就算我爱你也不能够说明&lt;br /&gt;她在你身边逗你开心&lt;br /&gt;我只不过让你歇斯底里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就让我跟着你一起秘密&lt;br /&gt;我们的事情 说好不提起&lt;br /&gt;让我们 都能够清晰&lt;br /&gt;你和她 是不变的 定律&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2217402154312823223?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2217402154312823223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2217402154312823223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_3342.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7200830339123144255</id><published>2009-09-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:12:47.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《不要问我分手后一个人怎么过 - 周传雄》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWyq6s0qVbA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWyq6s0qVbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你在电话的那头&lt;br /&gt;哭着说你的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;扰乱了我已经平静的生活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无力挽回的折磨&lt;br /&gt;曾经是你的要求&lt;br /&gt;让你拥有你需要的自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果只是这一夜无法度过&lt;br /&gt;请别再来试探我&lt;br /&gt;我只会为了你&lt;br /&gt;再一次失去所有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要问我分手后一个人怎么过&lt;br /&gt;已经没有快乐的理由&lt;br /&gt;你给的痛有多难受&lt;br /&gt;你真的不懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不要问我分手后一个人怎么过&lt;br /&gt;别说你还在乎我&lt;br /&gt;如何能够重新来过&lt;br /&gt;还是重复这伤心的结果&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无力挽回的折磨&lt;br /&gt;曾经是你的要求&lt;br /&gt;让你拥有你需要的自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果只是这一夜无法度过&lt;br /&gt;请别再来试探我&lt;br /&gt;我只会为了你&lt;br /&gt;再一次失去所有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要问我分手后一个人怎么过&lt;br /&gt;已经没有快乐的理由&lt;br /&gt;你给的痛有多难受&lt;br /&gt;你真的不懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不要问我分手后一个人怎么过&lt;br /&gt;别说你还在乎我&lt;br /&gt;如何能够重新来过&lt;br /&gt;还是重复这伤心的结果&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不要问我分手后一个人怎么过&lt;br /&gt;已经没有快乐的理由&lt;br /&gt;你给的痛有多难受&lt;br /&gt;你真的不懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不要问我分手后一个人怎么过&lt;br /&gt;别说你还在乎我&lt;br /&gt;如何能够重新来过&lt;br /&gt;还是重复这伤心的结果&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7200830339123144255?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7200830339123144255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7200830339123144255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_772.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2392710599168281391</id><published>2009-09-21T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:23:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《善男信女 - 萧敬腾》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAehaVWA78I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAehaVWA78I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;不远处有一片土&lt;br /&gt;站了一棵枯的树&lt;br /&gt;仔细看那树枝的弧度&lt;br /&gt;像在哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;枯树前杂沓脚步&lt;br /&gt;收集安心的孤独&lt;br /&gt;为什麽眼前荒芜&lt;br /&gt;是天下有情人的 归宿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那片山谷入口处清楚刻著伤心人的墓&lt;br /&gt;那片浓雾隔绝了&lt;br /&gt;其实可以忘了爱的省悟 别哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那片乐土是不是&lt;br /&gt;至少能让眼泪都停住&lt;br /&gt;祝福什麽都不再记住&lt;br /&gt;祝福下一次总会幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福爱情的信徒&lt;br /&gt;那善男信女别太辛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;枯树前杂沓脚步&lt;br /&gt;刻著心碎的控诉&lt;br /&gt;读完别人的感触&lt;br /&gt;却又义无反顾的 投入&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那片山谷入口处清楚刻著伤心人的墓&lt;br /&gt;那片浓雾隔绝了&lt;br /&gt;其实可以忘了爱的省悟 别哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那片乐土是不是&lt;br /&gt;至少能让眼泪都停住&lt;br /&gt;祝福什麽都不再记住&lt;br /&gt;祝福下一次总会幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福爱情的信徒&lt;br /&gt;那善男信女都别再继续守护&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁的衣服&lt;br /&gt;还穿著只为遮掩苍白的皮肤&lt;br /&gt;谁的脚步&lt;br /&gt;有几个真的可以远离爱远离糊涂 别哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁的省悟~~啊~从此入土&lt;br /&gt;祝福什麽都不再记住&lt;br /&gt;祝福很快会找到幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福爱情的信徒&lt;br /&gt;那善男信女别再辛苦&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2392710599168281391?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2392710599168281391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2392710599168281391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_3788.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4921590799059246484</id><published>2009-09-21T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:44:37.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《失落沙州 - 徐佳莹》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Prc4Re8Nxs4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Prc4Re8Nxs4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;又来到这个港口&lt;br /&gt;没有原因的拘留&lt;br /&gt;我的心乘着斑剥的轻舟&lt;br /&gt;寻找失落的沙洲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随时间的海浪漂流&lt;br /&gt;我用力张开双手&lt;br /&gt;拥抱那么多起起落落&lt;br /&gt;想念的 还是你望着我的眼波&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;只是当又一个人看海&lt;br /&gt;回头才发现你不在&lt;br /&gt;留下我迂回的徘徊&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;只是当又把回忆翻开&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的空白&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能来教我爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又回到这个尽头 我也想再往前走&lt;br /&gt;只是越看见海阔天空&lt;br /&gt;越遗憾 没有你分享我的感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;只是当又一个人看海&lt;br /&gt;回头才发现你不在&lt;br /&gt;留下我迂回的徘徊&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;只是当又把回忆翻开&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的空白&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能来教我爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;只是当又一个人看海&lt;br /&gt;疲惫的身影不是我&lt;br /&gt;不是你想看见的我&lt;br /&gt;我不是一定要你回来&lt;br /&gt;只是当独自走入人海&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的依赖&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能教我勇敢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了你之外的空白&lt;br /&gt;还有谁能来教我爱&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4921590799059246484?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4921590799059246484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4921590799059246484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3365486523144013156</id><published>2009-09-21T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:38:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turn in late last night at 4am and wake up at around 11am today after waking up and sleep for several times from 8am onwards. Initially wanted to go my young boss house for the design discussion after I settle down my stuff but in the end didn't went as he was not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence stayed home and do my stuff until my my dear friend Keenan ask me whether I want to go out or not. Haha. Such smart guy, know that I am bored staying at home. As I am having a crave for 麻辣火锅, so I asked if he is interested and without thinking, he onz me. Haha. So we decided to go for the 麻辣火锅 after one of my friend Jacqueline wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet them at around 5pm for the makan session and eat all the way till 8pm. While eating, had some small talk and laughter. The best thing is, I finally kill my temptation by having the 麻辣火锅. I was so craving for that yesterday night loh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started writing something, you can say a channel for me to vent out my anger or sorrow or whatsoever thing and this will all be kept to myself. Only for myself to reflect on myself, to make sure I don't make the same mistake again. To make sure everything are not been bottled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed by myself and the things that I've gone through recently. From now on, I will be a good girl and not disappoint anyone, especially myself. Oneself should not disappoint themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow will be another day of work work and work. Well, this week will be a short week and I can foresee myself getting rather busy with redesigning on my marketing materials before I fly, plus some personal programs, etc.. I believe I will be tired out by all the work and appointments I have. Maybe this is also a good way to keep myself from not thinking too much. Mugging myself in work and making sure I am wear out before I go home and drop dead on bed there after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me have a good sleep at night and not wake up at 3am and in intervals of 1 hour. If this persist, it will really kill me, and my beauty. I need my beauty to know better guys. Haha. Woops!! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~ Countdown ~&lt;br /&gt;9 Days to Taiwan Trip..&lt;br /&gt;台湾- 我又向你迈进一步了！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3365486523144013156?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3365486523144013156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3365486523144013156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/turn-in-late-last-night-at-4am-and-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3818829506120801382</id><published>2009-09-21T01:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:37:51.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a lot of drinks (mixed alcohol) this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I went to Pasir Ris to drink one of my favourite Hoegaarden (2 full pints) then return home and pick up another 2 big cans of Hieneken from 7-Eleven before I go home. Reached home and started to drink my cans of hieneken before Keenan smsed me to ask if I am interested in going to Lunar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383611831685886002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZub_Q6MDI/AAAAAAAABUk/hdfsL39-nDg/s400/19092009020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{Chill Out Place - Summer Breeze @ Pasir Rs}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383611837071040930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZucTU1IaI/AAAAAAAABUs/OYcK3qv7dCs/s400/19092009021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{One of my favourite beer - Hoegaarden}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without second thought, I agreed and meet him at Lunar at 12.45am. Had another round of drinking (a bucket of Carlsberg) plus house pour (I've got Vodka Orange &amp;amp; Keenan got Vodka Ribena).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While at Lunar, we was like observing people around at the club and keep talking about all those uncles who's saliva is dripping down when they see the pretty ladies dancing. Haha. It's fun somehow coz you seldom will see such scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After finishing our drink, we hop by to the next club nearby (don't know what's the club name, just went in as he pull me in) and he mentions that the people inside there damn the same as how Taiwan people damn. Haha. Well, it's kinda like break dance loh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed to St James with Keenan as he needs to meet his friends there and I accompanied him there before I took a cab home. Reached home at around 4am and sleep after I wash up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up this morning at around 11am realising that I have several smses on my handphone, one of it from Jacqueline. Only then did I know that she is the one who asked Keenan to accompany me, as she doesn't want me to wonder around alone and be alone. Haha. So nice of her, thanks for the concern. I know you all are concern about me, but I'm really fine. :)&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Keenan was supposed to wake me up and make sure I am not late for my casting this afternoon, but I think he sleep too "early" this morning and didn't manage to wake up on time to wake me up. Luckily I can wake up myself loh, if not I think he will be damn guilty. Haha. When he called me, it's already 2.30pm and I am on my way to my casting venue.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up this morning and had a heavy head and slight headache, and realise that I have drink quite a lot the night before. But still, I need to get up and wash up before I headed out for my casting for a video shoot coming weekend for NETS flashpay instructional video. If I'm selected, I will be involved in a video shooting coming weekend and it will be a great experience for myself. Cool~~ I hope I will be selected. (Oh god, please get them to choose me for the shooting. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the casting, headed to PS to meet up with my Taiwan trip kahkis to have a final discussion about the trip. Someone (Mr. Jenson Tan) put us aeroplane and didn't turn up for the discussion. Hmm.. will have to punish him to treat us meals in Taiwan.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the discussion and makan session (didn't had much dinner the night before and breakfast was skipped), we sat there talk, laugh and camwhores for like few hours before we get our butts off the chair at Mos Burger and headed to do some shopping around. Had my E71 back cover exchanged with Ah Siak, and now I can use the back cover as mirror. Thanks Ah Siak. Wahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383612607498401538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZvJJZBtwI/AAAAAAAABVU/2ZaqRIuNPLQ/s400/20092009048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{Guess How Many Phones Invlove?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383612604398244178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZvI915EVI/AAAAAAAABVM/LomkoOC1mFg/s400/20092009049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{Ah Siak &amp;amp; Me, the 84s}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383611863355796274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZud1PmqzI/AAAAAAAABVE/Vjje62yyD6c/s400/20092009028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{Face inside Round Finger}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383611846433625122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZuc2NC1CI/AAAAAAAABU0/Uny-YX7aXcI/s400/20092009046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{Picture in a Phone}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383611854568338386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZudUggs9I/AAAAAAAABU8/rz9xc01Qd0A/s400/20092009030.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{The Two Couple Look-alike kahkis - The 85's}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest went for dinner and I headed to Kai Boon's 21st Birthday Party at Hometeam NS-JOM near Balestier Rd. Driving a long a familiar road alone seems quite wierd, but still I have to get use to it even though memories do come gushing in. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383612621085403954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZvJ8Aa6zI/AAAAAAAABVc/2PUYmCLS-7s/s400/20092009050.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{A Super Sweet Lovely cake with looks girly..}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383612624844881842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZvKKAv_7I/AAAAAAAABVk/-rw3Vf6xHgA/s400/20092009052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{Happy Birthday Designed Agar Agar}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had my share of food at the party and chat with my bandmates a while before singing the birthday song and taking pictures. Headed home at around 9.30pm.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way, stop by Sembawang Road to wash my car (my baby is very dirty le) and after that went to pump petrol at Esso at my area. Went in to the kiosk and look through the fridge of drinks and saw Hoegaarden, hence I bought 2 bottles of it and drink (happily drinking it now.. hee). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's more??? I am craving for 麻辣火锅 la, damn!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, finishing my cup of Hoegaarden and needs to turn in already. Tomorrow still have to go young boss house for work.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 Days to Taiwan Trip... 台湾 -&lt;br /&gt;我来咯！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3818829506120801382?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3818829506120801382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3818829506120801382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-lot-of-drinks-mixed-alcohol-this.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SrZub_Q6MDI/AAAAAAAABUk/hdfsL39-nDg/s72-c/19092009020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1427502117803943518</id><published>2009-09-20T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:57:09.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《我以为 - 品冠》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PtgXYxISVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9PtgXYxISVU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你曾说不想有天让我知道&lt;br /&gt;你对他有那么好&lt;br /&gt;你说会懂我的失落&lt;br /&gt;不是靠宽容&lt;br /&gt;就能够解脱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以为&lt;br /&gt;我出现的时候刚好&lt;br /&gt;你和他正说要分开&lt;br /&gt;我以为你&lt;br /&gt;已对他不再期待&lt;br /&gt;不纵容他再给你伤害&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以为我的温柔&lt;br /&gt;能给你整个宇宙&lt;br /&gt;我以为我能全力&lt;br /&gt;填满你感情缺口&lt;br /&gt;专心陪在你左右&lt;br /&gt;弥补他一切的错&lt;br /&gt;也许我太过天真&lt;br /&gt;以为奇迹会发生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以为终究&lt;br /&gt;你会慢慢明白&lt;br /&gt;他的心不在你身上&lt;br /&gt;我的关心&lt;br /&gt;你依然无动于衷&lt;br /&gt;我的以为&lt;br /&gt;只是我以为&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以为我的温柔&lt;br /&gt;能给你整个宇宙&lt;br /&gt;我以为我能全力&lt;br /&gt;填满你感情缺口&lt;br /&gt;专心陪在你左右&lt;br /&gt;弥补他一切的错&lt;br /&gt;也许我太过天真&lt;br /&gt;以为奇迹会发生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他让你红了眼眶&lt;br /&gt;你却还笑着原谅&lt;br /&gt;原来你早就想好&lt;br /&gt;你要留在谁身旁&lt;br /&gt;我以为我够坚强&lt;br /&gt;却一天天地失望&lt;br /&gt;少给我一点希望&lt;br /&gt;希望就不是奢望 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1427502117803943518?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1427502117803943518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1427502117803943518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2769471902973899244</id><published>2009-09-19T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:25:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got a bad day, a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But however, everything has been settled somehow in a sense. All matters have been sort out and it'll be a brand new life again, for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I am feeling bad, and stupid band doesn't have instrument for me to play, I went off from band room and headed to East Coast Park to relax myself. Well, really realise that beach is a great place for me to relax myself, so many things to look at and so comfortable when I hear the sound of the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have walked for I think 4KM to and fro East Coast Park and I am still not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am down, I headed down to Pasir Ris for a little drink, my favourite Hoegaarden. Hee. I didn't finish my wedges after all as I don't have the appettite to eat at all. So I drank 2 full pint of Hoegaarden before I headed off for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great chat with my colleague and realise he is a great person to chat to as well. Have asked him to organised for some programs tomorrow, hope he won't disappoint me wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a long long day for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2pm I have a casting to attend for the NETS flashpay instructional video,and if successful I will be eligible for the 1 day shooting coming week and I'll be able to earn extra bucks. Yippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I will have to meet up with my trip group for final discussion before we fly on 30 September. I hope I won't be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter will be heading to one of my 21 birthday friend (Kai Boon) birthday party at a super ulu place. I have no idea where it is actually. I have not by his present, no idea if Swee Teng they all have selected anything suitable for him. Anyway, I'm chipping in guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, I'll continue to watch my drama and then continue to drink some beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2769471902973899244?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2769471902973899244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2769471902973899244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-got-bad-day-really-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2118523141859508029</id><published>2009-09-19T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:16:40.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>爱你变习惯，不再稀罕，我们该冷静谈一谈。你说你喜欢，一点点浪漫，却把跟随我的脚步 ~ 放慢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有你分享分担，我的快乐悲伤，心情天天天天纷乱。我一再试探，你一再隐瞒，是谁改变爱情原来的模样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感，爱就要离岸，所有回忆却慢慢碎成片断。不能尽欢，爱总是苦短，我只想要你最后的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感，想挽回太难，对你还有无可救药的期盼。我坐立难安，望眼欲穿，我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有你分享分担，我的快乐悲伤，心情天天天天纷乱。我一再试探，你一再隐瞒，是谁改变爱情原来的模样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感，爱就要离岸，所有回忆却慢慢碎成片断。不能尽欢，爱总是苦短，我只想要你最后的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感，想挽回太难，对你还有无可救药的期盼。我坐立难安，望眼欲穿，我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感，爱就要离岸，所有回忆却慢慢碎成片断。不能尽欢，爱总是苦短。我只想要你最后的答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感，想挽回太难，对你还有无可救药的期盼。我坐立难安，望眼欲穿，我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我坐立难安，望眼欲穿，我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2118523141859508029?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2118523141859508029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2118523141859508029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1509818664072246658</id><published>2009-09-17T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:39:44.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《转瞬为风 - 永邦》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NeSW-kSqhNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NeSW-kSqhNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;找不到脸上熟悉的微笑&lt;br /&gt;我的梦还停搁在很美的争吵&lt;br /&gt;那一幕时光被风吹拂曲折的隧道&lt;br /&gt;我追着你拼命奔跑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你握着被风吹乱的衣角&lt;br /&gt;让阳光穿越树荫偷吻你眉梢&lt;br /&gt;来不及伸手拥抱着你赤裸的心跳&lt;br /&gt;你忽然消失在转角&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当星光慢慢地浮现&lt;br /&gt;微风掠过我身边&lt;br /&gt;我才发现是你偷走我的光年&lt;br /&gt;舍不得把你放逐在昨天&lt;br /&gt;就留你伴随到永远&lt;br /&gt;然后我闭上双眼&lt;br /&gt;幸福感觉从未曾改变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放不下是你无法切割的执著&lt;br /&gt;多希望重新爱过&lt;br /&gt;让眼泪可以逆留&lt;br /&gt;我所有悸动逆风降落&lt;br /&gt;当我们更加成熟&lt;br /&gt;爱过了某某才会懂&lt;br /&gt;学着放爱转瞬变成风&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找不到脸上熟悉的微笑&lt;br /&gt;我的梦还停搁在很美的争吵&lt;br /&gt;那一幕时光被风吹拂曲折的隧道&lt;br /&gt;我追着你一直到老&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当星光慢慢地浮现&lt;br /&gt;微风掠过我身边&lt;br /&gt;我才发现是你偷走我的光年&lt;br /&gt;舍不得把你放逐在昨天&lt;br /&gt;就留你伴随到永远&lt;br /&gt;然后我闭上双眼&lt;br /&gt;幸福感觉从未曾改变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想是你无法切割的执著&lt;br /&gt;多希望重新爱过&lt;br /&gt;让眼泪可以逆留&lt;br /&gt;我所有悸动逆风降落&lt;br /&gt;当我们更加成熟&lt;br /&gt;爱过了某某再回头&lt;br /&gt;学着放爱转瞬变成风&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1509818664072246658?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1509818664072246658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1509818664072246658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1218909642265302110</id><published>2009-09-17T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:59:25.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a real bad, or I should say extremely bad day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this whole week, I can't sleep well which I have no idea why. I will wake up in the middle of the night (everyday) at an interval of 1 hour, starting from 3am. Waking up once at 3am, 4am, 5am, 6am is really affecting my daily life. I slept quite early recently, average 11pm to 12pm, but I just can't have a good sleep all the way till morning. It's as good as not sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes my day today bad is that I remembered about an envelop with my boss's medical certificate and credit card inside when I woke up in the middle of the night today at 4am. I keep thinking if I have place it inside my drawer or I have place it somewhere else. Probably because this is bothering me, hence I can't sleep well last night. But this only happen last night, what about the previous night? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached office this morning, first thing I do after setting up my lappy is to look for that A4 size envelop, which I had no sight of it. I started to panic, thinking I have throw it away with the stuff I tidy yesterday. I was lucky that the bag of rubbish was still in office. Hence, i dig the bag of documents that I intended to throw away and still, no sight of the envelop. The more I got panic. Finding high and low and still can't find it. Hence, I sat down on my seat and think back on when I got the envelop from my boss and what thing I have thrown away along this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I somehow remember that I have slip the envelop into the DHL bag that I threw away 2 days ago. And I really think I throw it together with the bag of rubbish inside DHL bag. How blur am I. Before it's too late, I told my boss that I think I have accidentally throw the envelop with his medical certificate and his credit card away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although he didn't scold me at all, but I utterly feel so so guilty. How can I be so careless and misplace something so important. Luckily I threw it away and not misplace it somewhere. But this is a mistake that i should'nt have made. It's bringing so many inconvenience to everyone. My boss need to get a new card. All credit card will have to put on hold. We can't pay our supplier money, and many more. I've just indrectly gave everyone so many inconvenience. The guilt in me really overwhelme me. Although boss mention I should treat him for lunch when he is fine, and I agreed, but that doesn't lessen my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memory is failing on me, and I really feel my memory is getting from bad to worst. I don't know what has happened to me. I hope that it's nothing serious. I don't remember where I'm heading to at times, which is scary and dangerous. I might need more time than others to think of way to go some places. I will forget about things that I've done, things that I have place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, i misplace my claim form with all my receipts. It's 100 over dollars of claim and it's all gone. I can't recall at all where I put the claim form and till date, I still cannot find it. I will become the most generous person to treat my company eat KFC on the day of Lunar 7th Month major prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think my memory is really failing on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially tonight is having a dinner with Karen, Jac and Keenan to celebrate Karen's birthday, which I didn't know that it was postpone to tomorrow until Karen asked me about it. No one bothers to at least inform me. WTH? Will telling me that the day of meeting up changed to the next day be that difficult? I don't like last minute changes. Luckily it's not till the last few hours before I know, if not I will be damn pissed off. I'm just not that important after all. Just exist for the sake of existing. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my medical check up this evening and not many people know (just want to keep it as discreet as possible). I made someone angry again for not telling the person. I didn't do it on purpose. I just thought I will go for the routine medical checkup quietly since I know everything will be fine and didn't want to bother anyone. I didn't know that my doing have made that person so angry. Now that the person didn't want to talk to me even after I apologise and refuse to talk to me when I call the person, it's really hurting me and making my mood going down even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm in a super duper bad mood and I think anyone who offended me from this point on will really get it from me. Damn damn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate myself, TOTALLY. Why do I ever exist to give so many problems to everyone? Damn damn damn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1218909642265302110?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1218909642265302110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1218909642265302110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-real-bad-or-i-should-say.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3109630737696136588</id><published>2009-09-16T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:49:27.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had a swim moments ago at Delta Swimming Complex after collecting my colleague's namecard at Peace Centre and collecting some stocks from Home-Fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my swim at Delta Swimming Complex at around 7.45pm and ended my swim an hour later. Felt so refreshing after the swim. I love doing workout alone at my own pace. It's relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While swimming, I saw some people having the Water Aerobic lessons. It seems fun, maybe I should enrol into one, then I can keep fit while I enjoy. Haha. Consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my shower then went off for my prata dinner ay Jalan Kayu before heading home. Well, this is the first time I had prata at Jalan Kayu. It's nice, but I still prefer that at Thomson Road, the Prata House, coz the prata is CRISPY. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days of workout really make me feel really great. Should do more workout more often. You all should as well. It's healthy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3109630737696136588?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3109630737696136588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3109630737696136588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-had-swim-moments-ago-at-delta.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-8957046767100753181</id><published>2009-09-15T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:11:47.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Left office at 7.30pm today and send my young boss father home before I headed home. Decided to go for a run after I reach home to keep myself healthy, so after I reached home, I get myself changed and went downstairs to start jogging around my neighbourhood area (along the roadside of Woodlands Circle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run around the neightbourhood 3 round before I headed to the nearby stations to do some work to my hand muscles as well as cooling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 9.15pm, I went to my house carpark and drove my car to the petrol station to pump up the petrol (it's running low) and then wash my car. Now my baby is super clean. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, headed to CWP to get my dinner, my favourite Pastamania (Bacon Aglio Olio). Wanted to get my bubble tea but then it's closed. Sob Sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so contented now, and so satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to go swimming after work tomorrow, maybe I should swim like an hour and slack an hour. Haha. Think it's a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I am like so health concious hor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, it's time for me to do my stuff now. Till the next entry, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-8957046767100753181?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8957046767100753181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/8957046767100753181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/left-office-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2183671517922405102</id><published>2009-09-14T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:14:17.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Great Clubbing Day Photos from Great Friends (12.09.09 - 13.09.09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aqVsJpmI/AAAAAAAABUc/vvfCAOVkLHI/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619763154364002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aqVsJpmI/AAAAAAAABUc/vvfCAOVkLHI/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;nice&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This Picture Looks so SWEET!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Karen}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aqHxDiQI/AAAAAAAABUU/qS6al9qBLZg/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619759416838402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aqHxDiQI/AAAAAAAABUU/qS6al9qBLZg/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(3 Great Friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Keenan, Karen}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9appmfo6I/AAAAAAAABUM/ELyt2kVAtwc/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619751319479202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9appmfo6I/AAAAAAAABUM/ELyt2kVAtwc/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(New Friend Made) &lt;new&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Jasmine}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9apHHJC1I/AAAAAAAABUE/B_0dyr5X8es/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619742061169490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9apHHJC1I/AAAAAAAABUE/B_0dyr5X8es/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Some of the Ladies of the Night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: Jasmine, Jac, Karen, SaSa}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aS_SZqqI/AAAAAAAABT8/rlg8ow8qYuM/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619362003790498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aS_SZqqI/AAAAAAAABT8/rlg8ow8qYuM/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;close&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Close Friends with Her Birthday Cake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: Karen, SaSa}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aSdVzrLI/AAAAAAAABT0/Ne8uKWA7ofo/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619352891272370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aSdVzrLI/AAAAAAAABT0/Ne8uKWA7ofo/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;playing&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Happy Playing Games to Get Ourselves out of Boredom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Keenan}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aSBltt4I/AAAAAAAABTs/TVdsyS8lPOU/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619345441798018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aSBltt4I/AAAAAAAABTs/TVdsyS8lPOU/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;another&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The Close Friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Karen}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aRo3GPLI/AAAAAAAABTk/qoJcvmBTFMU/s1600-h/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619338803821746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aRo3GPLI/AAAAAAAABTk/qoJcvmBTFMU/s400/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;clarinetist&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The Clarinetist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Jac}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aRXagl7I/AAAAAAAABTc/RsPSWZ_uviI/s1600-h/let+there+be+light+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619334120511410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aRXagl7I/AAAAAAAABTc/RsPSWZ_uviI/s400/let+there+be+light+-+1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Camera Shy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Jasmine} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z38-2FnI/AAAAAAAABTU/Iqgyb4oPrbM/s1600-h/let+there+be+light+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381618897528428146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z38-2FnI/AAAAAAAABTU/Iqgyb4oPrbM/s400/let+there+be+light+-+2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Candid Shot..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Jasmine, Jac, Karen}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z3ZPg5tI/AAAAAAAABTM/g9frGd1Sr_g/s1600-h/let+there+be+light+-+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381618887934666450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z3ZPg5tI/AAAAAAAABTM/g9frGd1Sr_g/s400/let+there+be+light+-+3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Another Shot of Me &amp;amp; New Shot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Jasmine}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z3E9rN-I/AAAAAAAABTE/h9OpfJ4jsuo/s1600-h/let+there+be+light+-+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381618882491135970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z3E9rN-I/AAAAAAAABTE/h9OpfJ4jsuo/s400/let+there+be+light+-+4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 Demure Ladies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: Jac, SaSa, Jasmine}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z2nvPOdI/AAAAAAAABS8/rnMWt5Dg9W8/s1600-h/let+there+be+light+-+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381618874645952978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z2nvPOdI/AAAAAAAABS8/rnMWt5Dg9W8/s400/let+there+be+light+-+5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;another&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Another 3 Demure Ladies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L - R: SaSa, Karen, Jasmine} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z2JDlKbI/AAAAAAAABS0/r6VmN1Qrn8E/s1600-h/let+there+be+light+-+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381618866409777586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9Z2JDlKbI/AAAAAAAABS0/r6VmN1Qrn8E/s400/let+there+be+light+-+6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Me &amp;amp; My Close Close Friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{L -R: SaSa, Karen}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Generous Contribution of Picture from Jac and Danyael&lt;br /&gt;from Facebook..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2183671517922405102?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2183671517922405102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2183671517922405102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-clubbing-day-photos-from-great.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/Sq9aqVsJpmI/AAAAAAAABUc/vvfCAOVkLHI/s72-c/kaREn%27s+bDay+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7814808120724151683</id><published>2009-09-13T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:57:17.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been drinking consecutively for 2 days over the weekend, my long weekend was fruitful and I enjoyed my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday after work, went to Upper East Coast Road there with my sales colleagues for dinner at the Hong Kong Cafe after accompanying one of our colleague to site survey at "甜蜜蜜". Over dinner, we had some casual chat and they all keep wanting to introduce guys to me. Well, in their opinion I am the queen in the company, so have to take into account anything that is good for me. So nice of them and of course I don't mind knowing more people since I'm not attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went home to change and put my car before I head out to drink with my friends. I only headed home in the morning after I had my prawn noodle breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch some sleep when I was home before I prepare myself to go out for band and party at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring along my mouthpiece as I intended to go for my practice even though I'm late but WX asked me not to go as the attendance is very bad. Intended to cab down to school for practice but there is no cab for my to take and WX keep asking me not to go since the attendance isn't good and the committee meeting will be postpone since a lot of the committee members is not there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am going clubbing thereafter, I didn't want to bring along my mouthpiece with me coz if I lost it, I will be damn sad as I invested a lot on the mouthpiece. Hence, I waited for WX at YCK MRT Station so as to pass him the mouthpiece bag &lt;em&gt;(have asked him to help me keep my mouthpicece)&lt;/em&gt;. Waited for around 1 hour before he came out &lt;em&gt;(I'm a patient person ok...)&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, thanks to WX for the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of bandmates sa me in my outfit and was shocked. Haha. Well, I don't wear that nice on a typical day. Haha. I can also be pretty pretty one &lt;em&gt;loh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have no where to go and have to wait until 9.30pm for Karen's Birthday celebration, I agreed to meet up with Bryan for dinner when he smsed me. Well, the feeling is kinda wierd as it's only me and him having dinner and window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While window shopping, I went in to Agnes B and wanted to look at the ring that I am eyeing for. Sadly, I don't see the ring anymore!! After asking the sales assistant, he mention the ring no longer in sale. I felt so sad and heart pain loh. I should have bought it the other time. Back then it was still selling and Citibank Credit Card have 15% discount. Argh~~ Regretted. Now I felt damn sad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Karen there after at the MRT Station and headed to Harbourfront at around 9pm. Reached Powerhouse at around 9.30pm and was feeling rather uncomfortable as I don't know the people there. &lt;em&gt;(well, I'm a person who needs some time to warm myself up when I met strangers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat there to drink my glass of Martell all the while until past 12mn before the gals refrain me from going back to my sit after heading to the washroom, and started shaking myself with the rythme of the music. Haha. I don't like to dance but sometimes you will just join the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to go home at 1 plus 2am, but stayed on till the end. I have no idea what time &lt;em&gt;(if I'm not wrong should be 3 plus 4am )&lt;/em&gt;, we left powerhouse and hop to Dragonfly. I think I fit in to Dragonfly more than powerhouse. I'm a chinese person la. Haha. Drink and talked to Keenan the whole night. Can't deny, he is a great person to talk to. Always keep the conversation warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place for home at around 5am and I was like so high &lt;em&gt;(lack of sleep as I didn't sleep much the night before and endure all the way till 5am today)&lt;/em&gt; Karen mention that I drink a lot, which I didn't realise. Haha. But I am still sober so I think I didn't really drink that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash up after I reached home and sleep all the way till 2pm today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I lost my new ring in the club. :( Will have to wear back my old ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so shiok after 2 days of partying and drinking. After party and enjoyment, now it's time to start on my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hope that Karen will start her new life from today onwards and enjoyed herself yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7814808120724151683?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7814808120724151683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7814808120724151683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-been-drinking-consecutively-for-2.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5446391982742161850</id><published>2009-09-12T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:01:33.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Writing this entry at St James Powerhouse. Well, this place isn't that bad actually till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today went out for band at around 4pm and WX mention don't need to go as the attendance is very very band and the meeting will be postponed. I brought my mouthpiece along and didn't wana bring it along with me to club, hence I waited for WX to end the prac so that I can pass him the mouthpiece. I waited for like 1 hour for him at YCK MRT station. Bored la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, Bryan smsed me ask me to go out dinner with him and I agreed as I have nothing going on anyway till 9 plus where Karen's birthday celebration starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meal at Cafe Cartel, went window shopping around PS. Sadly, I went to Agnes B shop and wanted to see if the ring I am eyeing for is still on sale, but sadly, it's no longer on sale. No more Agnes B knot ring for myself. Sad.. Very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music started to get louder now and people are talking to me already. Should show my respect to them. Shall blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hope karen had a great day and I miss him. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5446391982742161850?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5446391982742161850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5446391982742161850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/writing-this-entry-at-st-james.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1184134140213447869</id><published>2009-09-11T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:06:22.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This was a video that I received from one of my colleague. It's been spreading and sending around in the email and since I work in the security field and my company do help others to install the CCTV, I was rather impressed with the video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, I think that this video is a made up one as the video seems very fake, especially the ghostly effect. How will a ghost be so visible?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, focus on camera 4 itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Those with weak heart or dislike scary thingy, think you have to think twice before viewing this video. But it isn't that scary to my opinion.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-94364225842dc8de" 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://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D94364225842dc8de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329878588%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18D34DF1379888B2202FFDAE1D2E1604DB122694.1E1718A9B414CE595AF69B43B55151629861EE53%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D94364225842dc8de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1fhhARNZz8Vl4P5CaRIvDHZcj1Q&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://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D94364225842dc8de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329878588%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18D34DF1379888B2202FFDAE1D2E1604DB122694.1E1718A9B414CE595AF69B43B55151629861EE53%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D94364225842dc8de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1fhhARNZz8Vl4P5CaRIvDHZcj1Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1184134140213447869?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1184134140213447869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1184134140213447869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-was-video-that-i-received-from-one.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2443575269090643090</id><published>2009-09-10T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:50:36.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《预感 - 周定纬/陈奕迅》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1aP6YBlB5S4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1aP6YBlB5S4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSozMp0f3kE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSozMp0f3kE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;爱你变习惯 不再稀罕&lt;br /&gt;我们该冷静谈一谈&lt;br /&gt;你说你喜欢 一点点浪漫&lt;br /&gt;却把跟随我的脚步 放慢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有你分享分担&lt;br /&gt;我的快乐悲伤&lt;br /&gt;心情天天 天天纷乱&lt;br /&gt;我一再试探 你一再隐瞒&lt;br /&gt;是谁改变爱情原来的模样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感 爱就要离岸&lt;br /&gt;所有回忆却慢慢碎成片断&lt;br /&gt;不能尽欢 爱总是苦短&lt;br /&gt;我只想要你最后的答案&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感 想挽回太难&lt;br /&gt;对你还有无可救药的期盼&lt;br /&gt;我坐立难安 望眼欲穿&lt;br /&gt;我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有你分享分担&lt;br /&gt;我的快乐悲伤&lt;br /&gt;心情天天 天天纷乱&lt;br /&gt;我一再试探 你一再隐瞒&lt;br /&gt;是谁改变爱情原来的模样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感 爱就要离岸&lt;br /&gt;所有回忆却慢慢碎成片断&lt;br /&gt;不能尽欢 爱总是苦短&lt;br /&gt;我只想要你最后的答案&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感 想挽回太难&lt;br /&gt;对你还有无可救药的期盼&lt;br /&gt;我坐立难安 望眼欲穿&lt;br /&gt;我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感 爱就要离岸&lt;br /&gt;所有回忆却慢慢碎成片断&lt;br /&gt;不能尽欢 爱总是苦短&lt;br /&gt;我只想要你最后的答案&lt;br /&gt;有一种预感 想挽回太难&lt;br /&gt;对你还有无可救药的期盼&lt;br /&gt;我坐立难安 望眼欲穿&lt;br /&gt;我会永远守在灯火阑珊的地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我坐立难安 望眼欲穿&lt;br /&gt;我会永远守在灯火阑珊 的地方&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《受了点伤 - 阿桑》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T-hG6d0Y0Mw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T-hG6d0Y0Mw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My love,晚安 就别再为难&lt;br /&gt;别管我会受伤&lt;br /&gt;想开 体谅 我已经习惯&lt;br /&gt;不然又能怎样?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个城市太会说谎 爱情只是昂贵的橱窗&lt;br /&gt;沿路华丽灿烂 陈列甜美幻象&lt;br /&gt;谁当真谁就上当&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;竟然以为你会不一样 但凭什么你要不一样&lt;br /&gt;因为寂寞太冷 虚构出的温暖&lt;br /&gt;没理由能撑到天亮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前进 转弯 我跌跌撞撞&lt;br /&gt;在这迷宫打转&lt;br /&gt;死心 失望 会比较简单&lt;br /&gt;却又心有不甘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个城市太会伪装 爱情就像霓虹灯一样&lt;br /&gt;谁离开之后 却把灯忘了关 让梦作得太辉煌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以为能够留你在身旁 但是谁肯留在谁身旁&lt;br /&gt;一首情歌都比一个亲吻更长&lt;br /&gt;这就叫做好聚好散&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别说你对我感到愧疚 别说你会永远想念我&lt;br /&gt;我很知道孤单这条路怎么走&lt;br /&gt;请你不要安慰我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love,晚安 别放在心上&lt;br /&gt;我只受了点伤&lt;br /&gt;只是受了点伤&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2443575269090643090?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2443575269090643090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2443575269090643090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7671029755195865254</id><published>2009-09-09T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:29:18.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was home rather early yesterday night and decided to finish watching my Korean Drama show "Yuhee, the Witch". For this few days, I didn't have dinner and each day I basically only have one meal. I don't know why, i just don't have appettite to eat this few days, even after I eat I will tend to throw out some half of it. Think I am having problem with eating recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone called me drunk yesterday and cried all the while. I felt so hurt and helpless as I can't do anything for the person. Knowing the person is so miserable and down with some personal problem which the person doesn't want to share, I felt so useless as I can't even help to lighten the person's burden. Maybe I am giving the person too much burden. Well, just hope that the person will gain back the happiness the person ought to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waken up by another of my friend at 3.30am again. I heard the phone rang and I saw it's her and without hesitation, I picked up the call as I know she needs someone to talk to and someone to listen to her. Know out I am seriously tired, I still stay up and talked to her. I know from her blog that she is in deep misery and has never really been happy since her 21st birthday. Well, I agree that maybe she is having a hard life and acting too strong that she doesn't even know how crying out feels. But still girl, learn how to let out your sorrow (not through drinking). I may not know or understand you as much as any other of your friend does but you know you can always count on me when you need a listening ear. And of course, you will definitely feel happier when you talk to me coz I'm so "hum" at home and you enjoy calling my chinese name and hearing me react irritatedly. I really hope that you will feel better talking to me. I don't mind you tell me everything (even if I don't know what happen) and I will try and understand you from there on. I don't want to see you so miserable. Really, it hurts me, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a fruitful Branding and Marketing Seminar this afternoon conducted by Ken Choo. I like the seminar as it is very interactive and I really learn a fair bit from there about how to meet the goal that we want for the company with 3 simple steps. However, the 3 days Brand Mastery course is too high priced, if not I believe it will be a great course to go for and also find our own goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the seminar, me and young boss went to Borders for books and I bought 2 books from Richard Templar. Finally, I finish buying all his series of books. I bought "Rules of Love" and "Rules to Spend Less". After that headed to AMK Hub to meet up with his wife and settle our dinner there. Thanks Young Boss for the dinner treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out a shocking secret from someone today regarding me and I was totally shocked. I have no idea why in the recent months, I am been drag into all those shit thingy. All I want is just a simple life, a happy life and relationship. I don't understand why is that so difficult. Maybe what my young boss said is true, I am having two personality. I may look sporty and cheerful from my external expression, but deep inside me I am a person with a lonely soul. I am blinding people around me with the mask that I am wearing daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, exactly who know me deep down now? I don't think anyone knows. Not even my buddy, not even my close friend. It seems kinda sad but all this are just part and parcel of life, and of course I hope all this will end very soon. Life goes on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise someone is trying to avoid me. I have no idea if my instinct is correct or not but I really have a strong feeling. Well, it may be good, may be bad. But I think if everything have to been talked over, talk over. It's not that I am a difficult person to talk to. Don't have to avoid me and treat me in a 365 changed in ways, no point as it does not helps, and it will make everyone miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day (09.09.09). So on this special day, I hope all lovers will be happy together and spend every great moments together. There will be a lot of people getting engaged today and at a split second makes me have a goal. My aim is to get married at the age of 28, which is 3 years from now. I hope I can get married, or rather engaged on the 12.12.12 (12 December 2012) at 12.12pm. Wow!! It will definitely be a wonderful and memorable moment I believe. But first of all, I have to find the right man for myself whom I can spend my whole life with and give my whole life to him. Hope that my Mr. Right will appear very soon. I'm waiting for miracle. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm dead tired. Gotta turn in already. Nitey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7671029755195865254?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7671029755195865254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7671029755195865254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-home-rather-early-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3487798159684768164</id><published>2009-09-08T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:42:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;《最近-李圣杰》&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiwmnnH5wqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiwmnnH5wqk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你最近不说话&lt;br /&gt;怎麽了 为什麽&lt;br /&gt;是不是有什麽事让你不快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听说你最近很孤单&lt;br /&gt;有点乱 有点慌&lt;br /&gt;可是我却不能够在你的身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你想要的&lt;br /&gt;我却不能够给你我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能给的&lt;br /&gt;却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;我们不适合也不想认输&lt;br /&gt;好几次我们抱着彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;你常解释这样的一切都只是开始&lt;br /&gt;我觉得是所有的一切早就已结束&lt;br /&gt;不想再约束&lt;br /&gt;不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次会有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 我却不能给你我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能给的&lt;br /&gt;却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;我们不适合也不想认输&lt;br /&gt;好几次我们抱着彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;你常解释这样的一切都只是开始&lt;br /&gt;我觉得是所有的一切早就已结束&lt;br /&gt;不想再约束&lt;br /&gt;不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次会有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;这一次我们都能很幸福&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3487798159684768164?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3487798159684768164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3487798159684768164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-1941286262908707314</id><published>2009-09-06T20:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:33:51.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for my Yellow Ribbon Prison Run this morning after sending my brother to his came at Loyang. I was like so near to the starting point when I was there (which I didn't know at all) and was stucked in the jam when I was heading towards Expo to meet up with the guys (Ah Siak, Ah Tom, Ryan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO15b3R_XI/AAAAAAAABQM/Rd8Toi5W6XY/s144/Photo126.jpg" /&gt; Ah Tom, Me, Ah Siak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO18LNoJTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/sbPySyzn29M/s144/Photo127.jpg" /&gt; The December Babies.. Sagittarius Rulz.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling all the barang barang in my car boot, we headed to the Shuttle Bus area to wait for the shuttle bus that will bring us to the starting point. As there was a heavy jam, we reached the venue late and while we were still on board the bus, we saw the runners starting their race already. After reaching Changi Village, we make our way to the starting point, realising that there was no sight of the Baggage Deposit area. After much findings from the Marshels, little did we know that the Baggage Deposit area is actually near the Bus Terminal at Changi Village behind the 7-Eleven. What the xxxx, we walk all the way toward the starting and then we found out that it's all the way back at the place we alighted out bus. The marshels at the alighting point of the shuttle bus should have directed us to go to the baggage deposit point, then we will not have walk so many extra miles. Grrr~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we started the race like 1 hour late (LOR). Nonetheless, we still proceed with our run. The run wasn't that easy as there are a lot of slopes when we are near to 2.5KM. Up slope and down slope, which is killing me. But it's a great eye-opener for myself as we (or rather me) seldom have chance to really go in to those roads and found some great places to relax in future. Haha. It's a great historical journy I should say as you can see a lot of things. What's more, you can even see the condo like prison along the way (which make us feel like their live inside isn't that bad after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to an end of the race, we ran pass the people who are waiting for the shuttle bus back to Expo and me and Ah Siak were been cheered by the people (those who have finished their run) and it was damn embarrassing can?? Haha. But nevertheless, thank Ah Siak for accompanying me to run all the way from start to the end, protecting me. Haha. I feel like I'm a queen. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain when we are coming to an end and due to no much shelter, we have to be drench in the rain. But well, I love the rain and it's been ages since I last got myself wet in the rain (the last time I remember was when I was in Secondary 5). Collected our baggage, food &amp; beverage and goodie bag and headed off to queue for the shuttle bus. Just before we went to queue for the shuttle bus, we took some picture with the Kindness Lion. It's so cute. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2FpHRvTI/AAAAAAAABQU/zSXoB9zqiAs/s144/Photo133.jpg" /&gt; Myself with the Kindness Lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2I-X3NII/AAAAAAAABQY/BKxSHPTlGBU/s144/Photo134.jpg" /&gt; Us with the Kindness Lion (L to R: Ryan, Me, Ah Tom, Ah Siak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2NMWFQVI/AAAAAAAABQc/3hMldhnUkhs/s144/Photo143.jpg" /&gt; Me &amp; Ah Siak in the Bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2ehErFVI/AAAAAAAABQs/coQV-d3qKec/s144/Photo156.jpg" /&gt; Free Gift from the Goodie Bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2hSnbiiI/AAAAAAAABQw/6yItMeBrBxc/s144/Photo158.jpg" /&gt; One of my Favourite Gift, Paper Weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching Expo, we headed to get our stuff and change up before headed to Velocity to get the Mizuno Run Race Kit (Ryan is going for the run next week, hardcore) there after headed to Bugis for our Steamboat Buffet. (We are all hungry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started having the steamboat buffet at “鲜得来”at around 12.30pm and finished the buffet at around 3pm. You can understand how hungry we were and how much energy we have put in for the run. Haha. We actually have steamboat buffet for like 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2Q9X2ngI/AAAAAAAABQg/LhanAYdhROM/s144/Photo148.jpg" /&gt; Me with the Corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2UKFlq2I/AAAAAAAABQk/HpXO-DvDT4I/s144/Photo149.jpg" /&gt; Me &amp; Ah Siak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were too full, we decided to head to Bugis Junction for some window shopping before heading home. Went to various spectacle shops to look for specs as I am planning to get one proper one, and found a real nice one at Eyeplay. Most probably I'll go buy it. But then, it's quite expensive (S$228), maybe can get it after I come back from my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we left the place, I found a nice and cheap ring at Six (S$6.90) that can replace my existing double link heart ring for the time being before I get my Agnes B ring. It's a simple and nice ring I thought, plus cheap. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO2ZKxI82I/AAAAAAAABQo/nI5sGi6Slos/s144/Photo150.jpg" /&gt; My new ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's time for me to chiong my series drama show before I turn in. Then will be one week of work work and work again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-1941286262908707314?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1941286262908707314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/1941286262908707314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/went-for-my-yellow-ribbon-prison-run.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SqO15b3R_XI/AAAAAAAABQM/Rd8Toi5W6XY/s72-c/Photo126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-2945533445215220513</id><published>2009-09-05T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:45:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for You - 胡彦彬&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2u0_I0Y6lms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2u0_I0Y6lms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;金色的舞鞋 伴着音乐&lt;br /&gt;BABY你的眼睛是一弯深邃的湖水&lt;br /&gt;哦 忽明忽灭掩藏不可思议的美&lt;br /&gt;让我眩晕在悬崖边 谁知一睁眼就不见&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU I'M WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU KISS ME AT THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;为何你CINDERELLA 留给我一望无际的思念&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU I'M WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU COME HERE TO MY DREAM&lt;br /&gt;牵着你 不断旋转&lt;br /&gt;一直到黑发变成了银线&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;直到永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦 忽明忽灭掩藏不可思议的美&lt;br /&gt;让我眩晕在悬崖边 谁知一睁眼就不见&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU I'M WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU KISS ME AT THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;为何你CINDERELLA 留给我一望无际的思念&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU I'M WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU KISS ME AT THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;为何你CINDERELLA 留给我一望无际的思念&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU I'M WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU COME HERE TO MY DREAM&lt;br /&gt;牵着你 不断旋转 一直到黑发变成了银线&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR YOU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-2945533445215220513?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2945533445215220513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/2945533445215220513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-for-you-baby-waiting-for-you-im.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-465181458950466164</id><published>2009-09-05T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:31:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;秘密 - 蓝又时&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ETCyl9mNno&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ETCyl9mNno&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你就直接回头吧 她在等着你&lt;br /&gt;不要怕我会哭泣 早就在心底&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话 其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好吧 其实你对我不差&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我食之无味 弃之可惜&lt;br /&gt;虽然你还有感觉 但不是爱情&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话 其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好了吧 这些够了呀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情是秘密 不能成立&lt;br /&gt;就算我爱你也不能够说明&lt;br /&gt;她在你身边逗你开心&lt;br /&gt;我只不过让你歇斯底里&lt;br /&gt;你就让我跟着你一起秘密&lt;br /&gt;我们的事情 说好不提起&lt;br /&gt;让我们 都能够清晰&lt;br /&gt;你和她 是不变的 定律&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别对我食之无味 弃之可惜&lt;br /&gt;虽然你还有感觉 但不是爱情&lt;br /&gt;想想你说过的话 其实我们不虚假&lt;br /&gt;那就好了吧 这些够了呀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情是秘密 不能成立&lt;br /&gt;就算我爱你也不能够说明&lt;br /&gt;她在你身边逗你开心&lt;br /&gt;我只不过让你歇斯底里&lt;br /&gt;你就让我跟着你一起秘密&lt;br /&gt;我们的事情 说好不提起&lt;br /&gt;让我们 都能够清晰&lt;br /&gt;你和她 是不变的 定律&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情是秘密 不能成立&lt;br /&gt;就算我爱你也不能够说明&lt;br /&gt;她在你身边逗你开心&lt;br /&gt;我只不过让你歇斯底里&lt;br /&gt;你就让我跟着你一起秘密&lt;br /&gt;我们的事情 说好不提起&lt;br /&gt;让我们 都能够清晰&lt;br /&gt;你和她 是不变的 定律&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-465181458950466164?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/465181458950466164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/465181458950466164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-9082058094520861653</id><published>2009-09-05T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:18:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know why, I wake up today and feel kinda bottled up inside. (Don't doubt on me, I really don't know why) Maybe I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but I remembered very well that I woke up on the same side. Haha, you must be feeling puzzled why I can still joke. Beats me, I have no idea myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and headed out of house at 7.45am to Civic Centre to draw out money for my Taiwan trip (need to do some currency exchange soon before the exchange rate goes up) and also pay my car road tax and phone bills. The queue at the bank was killing me. I consider myself reaching the place rather early and wow, the queue was long. No choice, i have to make my way to queue as my money in that account can only be drawn out via the bank teller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drawing out the money and transferring it back to my personal account, I went to draw money for my parents (their salary is out early this month as I received mine early too). Luckily the queue at SingPost isn't that long but the wait is still rather lengthy. paid for my roadtax and my dad's phone bill before I headed to NTUC to get some groceries for my food cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on my way driving to office, I kinda started to tear. Yes! I teared while I drive,when I was at SLE. Maybe is the song that I am listening to. (but the wierd thing is that the song I have listen to million of times already and no matter how sad I was, I won't cry even if I force myself to, but today the tears just roll down my cheek, uncontrollable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears keep rolling down my cheek and I can't reach my car's tissue as I put it at my car's rear seat. Damn! I tried to stop the tear from dropping down and succeeded for a while. But it came rolling down again when I was half way at TPE. Shit man! What am I doing? Why my tears keep rolling down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a sudden, I felt like driving straight to the beach and really relax myself (I don't want to give the fake smile) but decided I should still perform my job and be back into the office to complete whatever task I have for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling man. It's not been happening to me for like ages. The last time I had such feeling was back in 2004 when my that time boyfriend broke off with me and I was down for like a week. After so long, it relapse again. Argh~ I hate this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-9082058094520861653?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/9082058094520861653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/9082058094520861653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-know-why-i-wake-up-today-and-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3995875864100537119</id><published>2009-09-03T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:03:56.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went dinner with my boss and &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt; at the nearby Kim's Kitchen at Ubi Road 1 after a long long wait. （我等到花儿也谢了）Treated them for dinner since my boss always treat me for dinner. Chat about quite some stuff over dinner and relax for a while before we leave for our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clueless on where to go after dinner, ending up at the regular same place to drink and chill out. Both me and &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt; were not in very good mood. Actually driving, I can sense that &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt; mind is wondering off to somewhere far away and isn't been concentrating. I was rather affected by CW case and my buddy case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind back to my buddy. I was utterly disappointed with him. Why did I say so? Here's the incident that happen on one of the evening when my buddy came back to office (we work in the same office now) and came chatting with me while I was busy doing my work, and he mention that he will give me a ring after he reach home cos he have not been calling me since ages (glad that he knows) and talk to me as it's been ages (again) that we've last talk on the phone (really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I waited and waited but he didn't call me eventually. Maybe I'm too petty or what that I have treated it too seriously. But that was yet another disappointment. That aside as it's not a big matter. There after, he came to office one fine morning and say he has not called me to tell me his on-goings and mention he called my close friend Karen to tell her what has been going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the biggest disappointment that I have after the birthday incident (he actually forget my birthday and only wishes me happy birthday a day after my birthday know out I keep waiting for that fine simple sms from him). He keep saying that I am someone important to him and I am always his closes sister, but come to think of it, I have begin to doubt it. All are just words from his mouth. I have no idea whether my concern for him (knowing his health is not too good recently) is taken for granted or not. I rather, he never tell me anything about him calling my close friends to tell her his on-goings than I know. It hurts. Really. Disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CW case was another cause of me being in mixed feelings. I have no idea whether all the messages that he had smsed me is true or just a fraud that someone has asked him to do, so as to mislead me and try making me side him for that case. I thought he would have forgo the witness thingy after much console from me, but I am disappointed and sad that he didn't. I had this evil feeling if I were to get back with him and force him not to be witness, will it be of help to him. But what if I help him? That's not what I want deep down from my heart cos he isn't the right person for me. (the person who deem to be right should know who he is) In the end, I will hurt him even more. If I am not been drag in to this incident, I might not even have contacted him and he will not have affected my mind and mood (once again). Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't like the idea about the passport thingy. I get a bit pissed off when I heard &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt; talking about having 2 passports (weekdays &amp;amp; weekends) and gets even more turned off when &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt; mention that it's a matter of whether he want to utilise the weekend passport or not. One person will only have 1 passport, and I think that should be enough. Don't treat me custom officer cos I am not. What you want, please decide (I'm serious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;em&gt;le&lt;/em&gt; was rather drunk in a sense, I gotta drive him home (it's my responsibility). Think he drank a little too fast causing him to get high fast too. Well, people with lots of things in mind drink fast and doesn't have a limit for drinking. That's a norm (it happens to me too). Inside the car, he talk so much which I was like so puzzled whether it's truth or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let Agnes B wait till "she" gain singlehood before bring Agnes B out, ok? Hope she don't let me wait till 花儿也谢了, cause my patience do have limit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3995875864100537119?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3995875864100537119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3995875864100537119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/went-dinner-with-my-boss-and-le-at.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-4087164611971157690</id><published>2009-09-02T20:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:09:00.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for my interview with SMA for the IPTV Creative Designer programme just now. I rejected the offer and am now damn sad about forced to reject the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I reject the offer? Because the course is starting next week, meaning coming Monday. It so tight that I don't even have &lt;br /&gt;time to make arrangement for my current job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it worst is that the course that is starting next week is the video editing course and the week after will have people from BBC coming over to teach and share his experience. BBC loh, how rare will that experience be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they do give me a bit more time, I might consider to take up the opportunity to learn new skills and try new things. Although its only an intership fee of $1K monthly and I will have to be bond to related fields for 2 years, but I think it will be a good prospect in the coming year cos government is now push on IP and new media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviewer even asked me if I might be interested in the the New Media Sales course. (do I look like I'm a very Sales person?) The course will last for 6 months and I will have to be bond to such fields for 1 years. But I don't think this is the direction I'm going for. But the&lt;br /&gt;course they are providing is good. They teach on sales, advertising online, telemarketing skills, negotiating sales, etc.. But I am not a sales type of person. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I can hope for now is that there&lt;br /&gt;are some radio or TV related programme or&lt;br /&gt;opportunity for me to go for. Whatever it is, it's still my line of interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-4087164611971157690?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4087164611971157690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/4087164611971157690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/went-for-my-interview-with-sma-for-iptv_02.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5387081250609319457</id><published>2009-09-01T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:45:23.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much to blog recently. What I know is I am having a lot of mixed feeling and feeling very tight up inside. What is causing it? I have totally no idea, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have my meals for breakfast and lunch yesterday as I don't have the mood to really eat, or rather maybe because i have over starve myself. Thus, I mug myself in work and stay in office working till quite late before I headed off for my first proper meal of the day at around 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax awhile at the beach before heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was home super early today as I drove my colleague to job site and then headed back home thereafter. My parent was super shocked to see myself home so early and said that they will win lottery tomorrow. Well, that's my parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone found this song for me knowing that I am looking for the cantonese version. Thanks. You should be revising your stuff but yet helped me search around for this song. Double thanks. Haha. Muackz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English version "I Hate Myself For Loving You" has a canto version sang by Andy Lau know as 《我恨我痴心》. But well, I still like the english version as the lyrics meaning is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aqo3VTexNig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aqo3VTexNig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog already. Will go and crack my brain for material for management meeting tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5387081250609319457?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5387081250609319457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5387081250609319457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-much-to-blog-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7042287139985763068</id><published>2009-08-31T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:45:49.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First heard this song yesterday when my friend sang it at KTV. Thought it was a nice and sweet song, hence I went to youtube to search for this song 《萤火虫》by Ariel Lin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnSRNwPTTLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnSRNwPTTLI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7042287139985763068?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7042287139985763068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7042287139985763068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-heard-this-song-yesterday-when-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-7114354416129808202</id><published>2009-08-29T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:06:53.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was home quite early today and my parent was super surprised. Normally I don't reach home that early on Saturday as I will normally go out with my friends to have dinner and chill out. However, it makes me feel so happy to see the shocked expression on their face, as you will feel that they are happy to see me back early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun to chat with my group of friends about their finding on guys and guys and their analysis about gayisum. Haha. We are really capable in linking people and people around and narrow down into findings. Haha. Maybe we all can be a rather good analysist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attendance today isn't too good, but I thought that the music that we produced was not too bad today, given the low attendance. Next week there will not be any band practice. Well, it's such a coincidence as I will not be attending the practice next week due to my gathering with poly friends going to Hort Park and Henderson Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having quite a lot of programmes tomorrow. Will have to go collect my YRPR Race Pack at Toa Payoh Sports Hall before I head for my band's Committee Meeting at AMK. After meeting, will have to see if my dear Karen have anything organized and line up for all of us. There goes my Sunday again. It seems like the Sunday is passing by so fast. I don't even have the feel that I have enjoyed my weekend. Think I really need a long long break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While window shopping some weeks ago, I saw a very nice ring from Agnes B, which gave me an impluse to buy it but as the price is a bit too steep, I decided not to. Till now, I am still aiming at the ring (time to save for that ring) so that it can replace my current link heart ring. It's time to pamper myself a bit and buy a proper ring for myself. Haha. I have attached a picture along with this blog so that you all can judge my taste. Wahaha. Well, whatever it is, I do think that this ring is a simple and nice ring. Haha. Save up, save up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SplAztwTX-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/FIduUGU7avc/s144/agnes%20b%20silver%20ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Come to think of it, I think i will have to save for quite long. First of all, I have to pay for my vehicle's insurance and road tax which will add up to about 1.1K. Servicing for my car is about S$ 300 plus. That's half my monthly pay loh. Sianz. There goes my savings. I will also have to save for my trip, but half of it have been used to pay for the insurance and road tax for my car already. Think by the time I am back from my trip, I will be deat broke. Argh~~ I need sugar daddy. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my nagging, I will go watch TV and continue chionging my drama series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-7114354416129808202?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7114354416129808202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/7114354416129808202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-home-quite-early-today-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_876sVGEr84k/SplAztwTX-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/FIduUGU7avc/s72-c/agnes%20b%20silver%20ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-9151878820217230779</id><published>2009-08-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:15:55.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another great artiste from Hong Kong pass away this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know as 大傻 who always took the role of bad guys in most of the show died of nose cancer. I always love watching his show as he really can protray the role well. Kick the bucket peacefully, with friends and family members around him at the moment he left this world, I believe he should be contented that he have a lot of friends around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know this news from my friend's MSN nick and was rather shocked by the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise more and more people from the entertainment circle paid their life to cancer. Is it due to stress in work and the irregular working hours? Beats me, I have no idea. Anyway, nowadays a lot of people are giving up their life to this word "cancer" and it's really very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm scared too. Both my grandmothers passed away due to cancer too, and people do mention that cancer is a family trend. If one person in the house have cancer, the chances of their kins having cancer will be higher. I think I should beware and start having a good lifestyle already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be healthy now on, before everything becomes too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-9151878820217230779?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/9151878820217230779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/9151878820217230779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-great-artiste-from-hong-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-3489534003803644453</id><published>2009-08-26T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:41:40.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a bad bad Monday morning after chatting without someone on MSN. I just don't understand why everytime I talk to him, I will tend to end up arguing with him about things. Well, if you say I may not be a good girlfriend, be it and I admit that I may not be a good one, but doesn't mean that you should curse me in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I have a few friends which you can count merely using 1 hand? I'm not the cause of that? Think through, why do you only have that few friends? Is there something wrong with your socialization skills? Why blame it on me for neglecting you? And for goodness sake, it's not like I ignore you or something. Since when I turn you down when I'm free when you ask me to accompany you? I don't ask you out, doesn't mean that I don't treat you as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, I do have many friends, and if I do have to ask each and every one of my friends to go out day after day, don't you think I'll be like a mad busy woman entertaining each and every friend I have? Sort out your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always put friendship is a mutual thing on your mouth, but how mutual you want a friendship to be? Friends are someone who is there for you when you need a listening ear, need someone to accompany, and not like me, venting your anger and telling I neglected you and all. For god gracious, I am not your girlfriend, nor your wife, so why should the neglect word be used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our own personal friends, and definitely we will have friends that we do feel more comfortable to be with. Of course, naturally I will ask people whom i'm confortable with to go out and chit chat. If I don't even feel comfortable, why should I ask you out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you really have to get a life! Don't say I keep repeating myself, but you really should get a life and go out more and experience life outside and not stay home everyday. To have more close friends or true friends, you really need to first have a wide group of friends first. With friends that is countable using 1 hand, it's so difficult to even select 1 true friend out from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can jolly well block you out of my MSN friends list, but I chose not to because I still treat you as a friend and I don't want you to feel neglected and despair. But can you please spare some thought for me as well? You have been making my mood real bad this feel days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday for the past 3 days you have been MSNing me about all those nonsense which I didn't even mention or say anything about. So what if I have gift from my suitor? So what if I put the picture as my MSN display picture? It's my freewill to do whatever I want. My life is not controlled by you. I have been tolerating with all your nonsense but please do test my patience and step on my tail, I will really bite and bite hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treat you as my friend, don't try to test my patience in that and don't take it for granted. I am not your venting machine. You want to vent, vent it on your own blog, which I have set it up for you to do all the venting. I'm sorry but I'm not the equipment for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-3489534003803644453?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3489534003803644453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/3489534003803644453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/had-bad-bad-monday-morning-after.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-6342074169277858088</id><published>2009-08-23T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:45:37.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a great sleep this morning although my biological clock wake me up at 8.30am. Wanted to wake up by then and start doing on my work, but due to my tireness overwhelming my mind, I lay back onto my pillow and continue ZZzzZZzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up a few times in the morning today (once at 8.30am, once at 10am, once at 10.30am and the lastly 11am). Slacking in bed for like around half an hour to one hour before I got up and wash myself up. Had a small little bun for my brunch and started to do the brochure for the microphone as one of my colleague needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up the brochure and send it to my young boss and him and switch off my lappy as I need to head for my facial appointment at Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my facial session, I drove to AMK McDonalds to settle down there as I was plain bored and hungry at the same time, plus I don't feel like going home (well, I'm not actually a homely person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my second and last meal of the day there. Thereafter, I continue to sit at the corner of Mac and started playing with MSN using my E71, reading through some training course terms and conditions plus reading my new book 《有一种爱叫心痛》.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short stories in the book is real touching and many a times I near teared after reading a story. It's so touching can? Touches my heart a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and started to do some research on the company that needed IPTV Program Designer. Well, I'm in dilemma whether to go for this job training or not as I'm not too sure if I am capable on taking up this job or not. Although I do not need to pay for the training as WDA and the company will be paying everything, and of course, I have nothing to loss as I will be paid while on training per month around S$ 1,000, but I am now not too sure if I got what it takes to take up something new or not. Maybe I'm too used to what I'm doing now and very soon I'll be stagnant, which I don't want. Argh~~ Stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, feel like turning in but damn I'm very awake now. My symptom is coming back again. Shit! On Sunday I will never seem to get into sleep even if I lay on bed and try to sleep. Even if I sleep, I will wake up several times in the middle of the night (it seems like my mind is worrying that I will not wake up on time to go work) and check on the time. Argh~~ HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hung up the new puzzle in my room, replacing my KOF puzzle. Although it's smaller than my KOF puzzle, but it seems to be blending into my room color a lot I thought. I begin to like it more and more. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I knew weekend is your family day hence I normally don't disturb you but surprisingly, you called me this morning. Hee. Thanks. Thought you may be inconvenient to make any phone calls. So, thanks for the call, still... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote for the day （今日论语）:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;当你爱上一个人的时候，请加倍地爱他，珍惜他，体谅他，不要让误会变成枷锁，锁住了那棵脆弱的心．．．．．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-6342074169277858088?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6342074169277858088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/6342074169277858088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/had-great-sleep-this-morning-although.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-511250692276902798</id><published>2009-08-22T21:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:50:33.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at Jurong Point last evening as I had a poly friends (Baozhen, Jesslyn, Eileen, Jonathan &amp;amp; Jodi)gathering there. However, as usual, I am late for the gathering as Jurong and Ubi is damn far apart from each other and I was caught in a jam. I set off from office at around 6.30pm and I only reached Jurong Point at around 7.45pm. By the time I reached, my right butt muscle is already cramped up due to me using my right leg stepping on the break all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Had my dinner at Din Tai Feng and after that hop over to Starbucks for our drink and talk cock session. Gathering with them will never fails to bring laughter to me, especially our dear Jodi (still as funny as before, always talk cock). Hope to have another meet up very soon with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Jurong Point at around 11pm and headed home seperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone isn't in a good mood, I offer to chat with him online to cheer him up a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pleasant surprised from Cheri again (3rd surprise) and this time round I will expect that he will come over coz he was emphasizing on it while I was chatting with him online. I knew he was capable of doing it, so I never doubt his action. But what I didn't really expect is he actually brought along the puzzle that he show me through his webcam that he has fixed up late at night recently. It's a wonderful and nciely fixed puzzle that glows in the dark. Certainly, I feel it's a real sweet and ncie puzzle (see for yourself below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372815549132107858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SpATRom28FI/AAAAAAAABN8/KN683cVFpbE/s400/Photo112-edited.jpg" /&gt;Lovely Puzzle that Glows in the Dark.. Thanks Cheri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thanks for yet another pleasant surprise, and certainly I am really very touched. It's your favourite puzzle (you mention) and you gave it to me, and what's more, you stay up late and eat into your sleep to fix this up (you mentioned). I'll treasure it a lot and will hang it up somewhere so that whenever i think of you, I can look at it. Hee. I'll remember you "moon tanning" phrase. Wahaha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon having band practice as usual. Before heading to practice, I had my lunch with the sales colleagues (Samuel, Kelvin and Eric) at the nearby coffeeshop, which they always recommend on their roti prata. Indeed, it was not too bad. After finishing our meal, we sat there to chat for a whie before we headed our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice today wasn't that bad, and I also love the way band relaxes my mind and soul, and a moment of pure clearness in mind. All I know is music and rythme. We sight read on Sourcery Suite, Opus. 112 and I thought this arrangement was nice (Weixiang don't agree though as he feels it's too slow). I like this piece. Other than sight reading this piece, we also continue to rehearse on our Symphony No. One Movement I, III &amp;amp; IV. Well, still need to brush up on my running notes and accidentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After band, me and my group of friends (Kai Boon, Eileen, Swee Teng) headed to Bishan for dinner and a littlw window shopping after dinner. Boon and Eileen headed off after dinner at Pastamania, leaving me and Swee Teng shopping at Bishan. Nothing much to shop there as the shop is about the same and the place it's that big too. Left the place at around 7.45pm and headed to Sembawang Road's Caltex to wash my car since there isn't any car queuing for the wash (first time). After that I headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wanted to date me out for dinner but too bad he ended work too late (when he called me, it's around 8.30pm and I have already reached my house carpark). I thought he was merely kidding with me yesterday when he called me to chit chat while I was driving along the highway to Jurong and say he wanted to date me for dinner today. I didn't know he was actually serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, if he was to end work earlier, maybe I will be able to meet him for dinner and a small chat. Too bad then, will have to try harder again. Haha. Chat with him for quite a while before he headed for his dinner with his friends and just hang up the phone with him after talking cock for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I am super tired. My eyes can merely open la. Intended to watch chiong the series show that I have bought tonight but guess I can't do it as I am superly tired. Will turn in early today and wake up earlier tomorrow to do my work before I head for my pretty pretty facial session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. Thanks to my young boss for buying the Wolfberry King for me from Yu Yen Seng on Friday when we went for lunch. I will eat it wolfberry daily, or make it into drink and drink it daily. That also goes to the Famous Amos cookies too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-511250692276902798?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/511250692276902798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/511250692276902798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-at-jurong-point-last-evening-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SpATRom28FI/AAAAAAAABN8/KN683cVFpbE/s72-c/Photo112-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26319878.post-5920915614225833329</id><published>2009-08-20T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:43:29.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I reached home rather early today as I needs to run errand for my boss to collect cheque from SQ Centre. Thereafter, I headed to Yew Tee Point to send the 6" B/W TV Monitor to Homefix for exchange as a customer brought the TV over for exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stick in Yew Tee Point for quite some time as there is a book fair by "Du Yi" and there are a lot of chinese books. I always like to buy chinese story books at such book fair and I can't control myself and bought 2 books, 《有一种爱叫心痛》 and 《有一种请叫心酸》.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079253264606770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/So11nkwVJjI/AAAAAAAABNU/ZqKds1enw6I/s400/Photo109.jpg" /&gt;I exceptionally like the first title, don't know why. I think maybe my best friend will know the reason by guessing. I offer to borrow the book, but that is after I finish reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wrote down some titles that I would like to buy them in Taiwan at their bookstores. I got a very strong feeling that I will be broke in Taiwan buying books along. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i need to save up badly as I have super many things to play for coming month. My car road tax is dueing soon, and my car insurance is dued too. Adding up will be S$1K plus. I brought my vehicle for service and got a bill of S$ 338, which was brought forward from the last time I repair my car brake. And I also change my tyre recently which is S$ 400. So all in all it adds up to S$2K. Damn! My 1 month salary is gone just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got an email from Singapore Media Academy (SMA) offering me a programme for IPTV Creative Designer at Alcatel-Lucent Singapore. It's a 1 year attachment course and the Training Programme is at SMA. The training programme is fully subsidised by WDA and Alcatel-Lucent Singapore (S$ 7,820) and I get to have a monthly stipend of S$ 1000 during my training and attachment. And of course, after the 1 year training I have to work with the interactive media industry for at least 12 months. I thought it was a good opportunity and no harm trying it by sending my resume and CV to them. Who knows, I may be selected for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Training Programme consist of Design, Production, User and Business Aspects, like:&lt;br /&gt;- Introduction to Interactive TV Platform&lt;br /&gt;- Software Application Refresher&lt;br /&gt;- Video Trailer Creation &amp;amp; Production&lt;br /&gt;- Conceptualization of Interactive TV production&lt;br /&gt;- Analysis of IPTV User Experience &amp;amp; Behavior&lt;br /&gt;- New Media Advertising Model &amp;amp; Concept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's worth it as at the end of completing the whole programme, I will received a nationally recognised WSQ certificate. I thought it's a Win-Win situation, as I can become a student again, and I can persue for my dream and move a step near to it. I think it's time for me to break free to my current self and do something new. But I am still in delimma on whether to go for it or not. I don't want to lose my current job, yet I want to move towards my goal of doing media related jobs. Maybe I can part time for current job if they really take me in and earn extra income. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079264416253634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/So11oOTFxsI/AAAAAAAABNc/9W1OCaRURYw/s400/Photo111.jpg" /&gt;Well, will explore more and see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the Taiwan Idol Series Show 《命中注定 我爱你》 on TV Channel U and this episode is so touching. The female leading actress (Chen Xinyi) is so sweet and generous. I can feel that she likes the male leading actor (Ji Cunxi), but she knows that he deeply love his current girlfriend (Anna) and he only treat Xinyi well due to the responsibility he has to give her. But I can also feel that the he himself has develop a feeling for Xinyi already, but he just don't want to admit it, and he can't let go of Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What touches me is Xinyi never gets angry, even when Cunxi talked about how happy he was with Anna celebrating his birthday every year and all. It's heart-thorning to Xinyi (from her expression) but she never shows it to him and continues to talk to him with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on the day of their birthday, when Cunxi needs to leave her alone to go for the various programmes he arranged for her and look for Anna, I can see from Xinyi's expression she is deeply sad, but she hides all her sorrows and ask him to go ahead and be happy. I understand she wants him to be happy and find his happiness. But it's painful, and I can feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, it time to sleep now. Before I end, I have a great phrase to share with all of you that I read from the book that I just bought, and I like the phrase very much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;如果真爱是一种幸福，就算心痛也是幸福&lt;br /&gt;如果真爱是一种享受，就算心累也是享受&lt;br /&gt;如果真爱是一种美丽，就算心碎也是美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真爱，让你伤怀也让你快乐，让你疯狂也让你心碎&lt;br /&gt;你是否愿意相信：&lt;br /&gt;你的内心，正流滴着幸福的泪......&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26319878-5920915614225833329?l=asirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5920915614225833329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26319878/posts/default/5920915614225833329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asirt.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-reached-home-rather-early-today-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SaSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12904667888719611588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/SXg7WHUyCLI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/FtNk282-3OM/S220/DSC02162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_876sVGEr84k/So11nkwVJjI/AAAAAAAABNU/ZqKds1enw6I/s72-c/Photo109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
