<?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-5564317024898774885</id><updated>2012-02-12T21:47:00.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::Symphony.Symmetry::</title><subtitle type='html'>let the music run through your veins as a symphony is created</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6071488639498038566</id><published>2008-10-07T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:14:14.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out from slumber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello out there to anyone who even clicks on this site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've not been blogging at all for the past... 3mths or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well so here are the updates to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had a great holiday because:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- eat, sleep, shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- CIP trip to Philippines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Summer school at Korea University&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- go find friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www2.kimep.kz/international/Photos/photos_KES_fall2005/Korea/pict0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;having a decent school life because:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Navs exco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- NUS windsurf exco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- staying in a double room but a single person (me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 3 core mods only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mid terms just past, so i guess that gives me more reason to rejoice? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-6071488639498038566?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6071488639498038566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6071488639498038566' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6071488639498038566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6071488639498038566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-from-slumber.html' title='out from slumber'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6441181152557933584</id><published>2008-07-28T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:14:20.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the narrow path</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NIAwvqEg3WY/SB1DgCySspI/AAAAAAAACp8/HXX-mY4VFko/P1080454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NIAwvqEg3WY/SB1DgCySspI/AAAAAAAACp8/HXX-mY4VFko/P1080454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at that.&lt;br /&gt;the narrow road.&lt;br /&gt;the small tight corners.&lt;br /&gt;the road to the old rugged tree.&lt;br /&gt;the path i can hardly see a few paces ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i had the faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i had the confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i knew how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i had a sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall follow that narrow road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall keep my eye on the old rugged tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the author and finisher of my faith shall not fail me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i press on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even when it hurts, i trust the maker's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-6441181152557933584?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6441181152557933584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6441181152557933584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6441181152557933584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6441181152557933584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/07/narrow-path.html' title='the narrow path'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NIAwvqEg3WY/SB1DgCySspI/AAAAAAAACp8/HXX-mY4VFko/s72-c/P1080454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-8598935484438230425</id><published>2008-07-28T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:56:58.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after a long long long long long while</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.masterarts.org/Year6/InvisManDarkStage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.masterarts.org/Year6/InvisManDarkStage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well isn't this just dandy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the lights have been put out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the spotlights have been turned off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the audience has left their seats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the people have went back home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the crew have packed their bags,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the hall has lost it's warmth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i come up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i come up with a show to put on for them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the one once there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the audience who shouted for encore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the audience who jumped and shouted my name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i strut on the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i play the loudest when i'm alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i scream for attention the minute i lose it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i run to crowds when left out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i make myself visible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i make myself known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i make myself colourful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i make myself bold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lose myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is history in the making.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or is it history repeating itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or am i just lost in the carnal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or does the nearer flame heat me up faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go back to my comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to shift back to neutral gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to pull back into warmth and security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want status quo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am unsure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made my choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i chose the other path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know what lies in the other path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to fly into surety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thousands of miles away, close to my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-8598935484438230425?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/8598935484438230425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=8598935484438230425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8598935484438230425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8598935484438230425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/07/after-long-long-long-long-long-while.html' title='after a long long long long long while'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-517004089756042808</id><published>2008-05-06T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:54:36.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day to Geylang</title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER: NO GIRLS WERE GROPPED IN THIS PERIOD OF TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyways, it was a nice saturday and Sarah asked me if i wanted dinner with a few other people, i was like "yeah, sure. call Yang too yeah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we met up at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aljunied MRT&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; i was pretty shocked by the sheer number of people waiting outside the MRT station... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;around 20 odd people from the Student Exchange Programme (SEP) from all over the world.&lt;/span&gt; While we were walking towards our destination, we were happily chit-chatting and stuff and we went pass this street which had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;chinese procession&lt;/span&gt; going on right at that time.. many idols were in place, 4 tall "moving gods" were walking around. i was suspecting one of them was the "suei" god, it had ugly features, long tongue and white robes.. the procession was rather long, with lots of clanging of cymbals, beating of drums and stuff like they normally do in CNYs. we stood around to watch for a while while the SEP students were talking pictures of it coz it's their first time seeing this kind of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, we went on our way to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;frog porridge stall&lt;/span&gt;. on the way i could see people staring at us, i think it's coz there are a significant amount of ang mohs in our midst... not a norm in Geylang? i dunno... well when we reached the frog porridge stall, we could just see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the gleam on the boss' face&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as we all sat down. he was recommending this, and that, and that, and how about another thing, bla bla bla... so in the end we had a big pot of porridge, smaller pots for the frogs legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have not tried frog's legs before, they are rather smooth in texture and soft. easy to chew, even softer than chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying, while we were still eating, another bunch of around 10+ SEP students came to join us. WOWS~ at that time the whole place was packed with a class full of ang mohs and exchange students!! ahaha so after frog porridge, me and some people went to the beef koay teow shop right across the street, mmm.... koay teow... mmm.... fried oyster... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the rest of them went&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;babe watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after having our meal whilst me and Kara, Sarah, Sara and Yang went to find a lil keychaing thingy which Sarah lost so we kinda missed the babe watching and also the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;durian fest&lt;/span&gt; after that... i was hoping to see how their faces would squirm and cringe at the sight and smell of durian and even tasting it. oh well, at least i had fun eating in Geylang and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eugene-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-517004089756042808?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/517004089756042808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=517004089756042808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/517004089756042808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/517004089756042808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-to-geylang.html' title='day to Geylang'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-5663968029700704414</id><published>2008-04-06T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:17:08.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a normal student of NUS</title><content type='html'>haha heyya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your Local Correspondent over here in NUS reporting for duty! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i suppose this has really been awfully quiet right... well, been doing stuff you see... assignments, tutorials, Navigators, BizAd, Crusades, Church... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i've not been juggling really well la... slacking off.. n i'm just in my 2nd semester. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm so hoping for the holidays la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things i'm going to do this summer:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gonna try out pedals n buy 'em if they're good&lt;br /&gt;- gonna go to Philippines for a community service trip&lt;br /&gt;- gonna go to Korea for a summer programme&lt;br /&gt;- gonna go with Melvyn n Ding n Allen n prolly WQ to i don't know where&lt;br /&gt;- meeting my biggest fan if it's possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish list:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- next AY gonna have fresh blood in Navs for a band! (:&lt;br /&gt;- do tutorials promptly after taught&lt;br /&gt;- do more exercises&lt;br /&gt;- read more interesting stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;gonna take my finals!&lt;br /&gt;a lil stressed out over the fact i'm not stressed out. hahaha the &lt;em&gt;irony&lt;/em&gt; ehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i learnt a korean phrase to speak over in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Han gook mal mot heyo-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go think about what that might mean yeah? (:&lt;br /&gt;it is of utmost importance ok! hehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-5663968029700704414?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/5663968029700704414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=5663968029700704414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5663968029700704414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5663968029700704414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/04/normal-student-of-nus.html' title='a normal student of NUS'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-844645904058767916</id><published>2008-03-07T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:26:56.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing new</title><content type='html'>hey... haha&lt;br /&gt;nothing much has been happening actually,&lt;br /&gt;i got lazy to type that's all.. can't find nice pictures either...&lt;br /&gt;so nothing much... getting "sloth-ish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-844645904058767916?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/844645904058767916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=844645904058767916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/844645904058767916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/844645904058767916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-new.html' title='nothing new'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6500809501932270713</id><published>2008-02-22T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:57:31.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things you did not know about DotA</title><content type='html'>Some useless and lame stuff i saw in the DotA-Allstars forum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradwarden and Pit lord had a child named Brad pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame strength hero players if they play stupidly, their intelligence gain is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Heat Seeking Missiles target Leoric? Lich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat bigger trees, they heal more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick heroes that come with their own mounts - like Abaddon, or Ezalor. These heroes move faster - and can jump over fallen trees and rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why only get 1 boot? If 1 is good, 2 is better? Nerubian Assassin has 6 legs - he needs 6 boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nortrom doesn't get affected by silence - remember - he always has the Last Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you use Juggernaut's Blade Fury, then for the next few hits, he has 50% chance of missing his attack because he's still dizzy from all the spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are windwalking and get an invisibility rune. You disappear from Existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roshan was a nerd, that's why until now everyone is still bullying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're Scourge all you have to do to win is to buy tangoes and eat the Tree of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meepo's clones get into fights about which one is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invoker was removed because the other hero's voted him out (jealousy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Lich puts frost armor on any one it reflects the Heat seeking missile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use BKB when about to suicide with techies you will not be killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troll has poor eyesight. His left hand always misses when he throws his projectile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always choose Pandaren. When you're losing, eat a small tree and you'll auto dc. After all, a Panda eats shoots, and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FV doesn't care about fighting dirty. After all, he's faceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mogul Kahn is never seen in competitive play. He was axed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your hero is repeatedly exposed to fire and cold spells for a certain period of time, it will get a status effect called “FLU”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the game is not finished within 4 hours, two invulnerable GIANT ICEFROGs will spawn at the middle of the map. One Icefrog will aim for the throne while the other will target the tree. Their movements are synchronized making sure that both the tree and the throne will be destroyed at the same time. When this happens, it’s GG. Icefrog wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you equip six, level 3 Necronomicons and activate them all simultaneously, you’ll summon Warlock permanently as your second hero. If done correctly, all Necro Books will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate spell against women, Silencer's Global Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken can be eaten to regen your hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudge's hook curves if u buy him loads of Int items. (His skill increases. Bend it like Beckham.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudge is actually a woman cause 'he' is deadly as a hooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dota is illogical. Each hero(mostly) has like 2 hands and everyone can hold 6 divine rapier or three broadswords. The only hero can do this logically is Pudge, since he has extra hands. Puck has none, so does Jakiro. No, not broodmother cause although she has eight legs, she attacks with her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudge should not be able to use tangos, he's a carnivore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermore has a cousin named Nevermind and a son named Nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alchemist,Tinker,and Techies gets free stuffs from the secret gobin shops because they are all related to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring Of Health should provide you with the Permanent Invisibility skill. (Refer to LOTR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you play troll, when he attacks you'll see him throwing the hammer with his right hand followed by his left hand pointing the middle finger to you as to say "Fuck" and then repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magina has a sister called Vagina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doombringer can run faster because it's painful to walk slowly on his own fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy way to win the game: Pick tiny, get bkb at level 16 and approach Roshan with avatar. Tell him that you're his son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-6500809501932270713?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6500809501932270713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6500809501932270713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6500809501932270713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6500809501932270713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-you-did-not-know-about-dota.html' title='things you did not know about DotA'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6287152630338235480</id><published>2008-01-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:30:52.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change! 08</title><content type='html'>Remember Live Earth last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwa Chong JC is pulling it down into Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is called.... Change! 08 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the auditions start on the &lt;strong&gt;17th Feb 2008&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Hwa Chong &lt;/strong&gt;JC itself;&lt;br /&gt;auditioning for &lt;strong&gt;Singers&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Harmonists&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Instrumentalists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, this event is not only for Hwa Chong students, it's open for &lt;strong&gt;ALL Poly and JC students &lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gethigh.youth.sg/change/"&gt;http://www.gethigh.youth.sg/change/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. get excited, get prepared, and get ready for the event!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-6287152630338235480?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6287152630338235480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6287152630338235480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6287152630338235480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6287152630338235480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/01/change-08.html' title='Change! 08'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7236158985518347281</id><published>2008-01-23T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil trip to the zoo</title><content type='html'>oh so this is the trip me and my friends had on a wonderful tuesday where there were NO CLASSES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, Singapore Zoo here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some lame pictures i took.. haha&lt;br /&gt;instead of animate animals, i took pictures with inanimate metal figures. they're easier to pose with =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, come with me to the.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADVENTURES OF EUGENE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dg-mY6_PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RPpl1eZGdbM/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158698526749424882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dg-mY6_PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RPpl1eZGdbM/s320/DSC00631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; actually, i was shipped into Singapore via this crate from Aussie (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dgwmY6_OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kssXogpbB3E/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158698286231256290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dgwmY6_OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kssXogpbB3E/s320/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh my goodness i was nearly trampled over by a giant tortoise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dgcWY6_NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ejTGxYSKmVk/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158697938338905298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dgcWY6_NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ejTGxYSKmVk/s320/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the escapade of me and my friends.. me, Yang, Jia Xin, Cai Ling.. Mau was taking the pic&lt;br /&gt;*oh yea, i was trying to act like a seal....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dgKGY6_MI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rO0naD3VR60/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158697624806292674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dgKGY6_MI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rO0naD3VR60/s320/DSC00636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yang said it was his long lost relative. i can see the resemblance. &lt;em&gt;heh heh heh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dfz2Y6_LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1i8ewAbugJs/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158697242554203314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dfz2Y6_LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1i8ewAbugJs/s320/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; upon walking near the tiger trek, a tiger pounced at me! i grabbed it by the paw and nose and threw it off its feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dfi2Y6_KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MTpI2LmOdnw/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158696950496427170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dfi2Y6_KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MTpI2LmOdnw/s320/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lastly to make the crowds happy, i pulled off a stunt with a croc to show how good i was to animals (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never take croc skins! only buy Croc sandals! ugly but comfy.. haha&lt;br /&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/5564317024898774885-7236158985518347281?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7236158985518347281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7236158985518347281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7236158985518347281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7236158985518347281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/01/lil-trip-to-zoo.html' title='lil trip to the zoo'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R5dg-mY6_PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/RPpl1eZGdbM/s72-c/DSC00631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7227199333948368287</id><published>2008-01-15T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T10:58:09.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Break</title><content type='html'>okay yes i have been taking a break from typing la...&lt;br /&gt;been back for the holidays and some know that when i'm back i'll just completely heck care about the internet including emails and other things.&lt;br /&gt;sorry...&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, this blog will resume once some nice events crop up yea? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-7227199333948368287?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7227199333948368287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7227199333948368287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7227199333948368287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7227199333948368287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-break.html' title='Long Break'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-673257728764344738</id><published>2007-11-27T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:04:23.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to Christy</title><content type='html'>FINE. got nothing about you ryte?&lt;br /&gt;now here's something &lt;strong&gt;ABOUT&lt;/strong&gt; you.. "zi lian"&lt;br /&gt;lol. i so wish i could blackmail you right here right now.&lt;br /&gt;so cute lo that picture!! =P&lt;br /&gt;neways, nice knowing about happy people and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;swinging both ways is quite fun for u huh.. haha&lt;br /&gt;get to be on both sides of the pendulum&lt;br /&gt;neways, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RETRO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-673257728764344738?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/673257728764344738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=673257728764344738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/673257728764344738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/673257728764344738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-christy.html' title='to Christy'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-949688501111278975</id><published>2007-11-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:04.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out to Indochine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Welcome Bizad Alumni to IndoChine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136060238249682722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0bzkx3hZyI/AAAAAAAAALk/llvv2dnBSKo/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the main entrance of IndoChine. it faces the Singapore River.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0b0fx3hZ2I/AAAAAAAAAME/H-swuH9SBXY/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136061251861964642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0b0fx3hZ2I/AAAAAAAAAME/H-swuH9SBXY/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terracotta Soldier in action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0b0WB3hZ1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/rBgx0IZZ35k/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136061084358240082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0b0WB3hZ1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/rBgx0IZZ35k/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the Bamboo pub. outside IndoChine. quite nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0b0HR3hZ0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/eANKjDVrB4U/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136060830955169602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0b0HR3hZ0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/eANKjDVrB4U/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; interior if IndoChine. kinda dark right? well, it's at night. whatcha expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0bz6x3hZzI/AAAAAAAAALs/FfxDZrxiHBw/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136060616206804786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0bz6x3hZzI/AAAAAAAAALs/FfxDZrxiHBw/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more dark pictures. this is facing the inside of Indochine. people meeting people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let me talk a little bit about my experience here.. as some of you might know, this is my first time stepping into a club/pub thing. was a different experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since i am in the Corporate Alumni Relations Unit, its good to be there to meet people and talk, even if it was fleeting and not many people would remember you, at least you were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways, just wanted to blog about this.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAD 4 CUPS OF LIQUOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vodka and lime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gin and tonic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vodka and cranberry&lt;br /&gt;vodka and sprite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a little of Baileys, "kup" from Jiali.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, met quite a few people there... got to chat a little with Prof Helen, Prof Quek anf Prof Ravi.. haha guess what, my first paper next monday is Legal by who? PROF RAVI!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;know what he told me? exams not so important.. making contacts are more important... he's like hinting me the exams are not important... so much for being a lecturer.. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;joking prof Ravi if you stumbled upon this site :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways, i'm sober after 4 drinks but a lil headache.. darn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Eugene-&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/5564317024898774885-949688501111278975?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/949688501111278975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=949688501111278975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/949688501111278975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/949688501111278975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/out-to-indochine.html' title='out to Indochine'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0bzkx3hZyI/AAAAAAAAALk/llvv2dnBSKo/s72-c/DSC00475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6858656119346668272</id><published>2007-11-23T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:07.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTC campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELCOME TO NUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BTC CAMPUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuiR3hZuI/AAAAAAAAALI/tdFOoISmENQ/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702854020982498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuiR3hZuI/AAAAAAAAALI/tdFOoISmENQ/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Bukit Timah Campus' main Building the &lt;strong&gt;Oei Tiong Ham&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Building&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuIR3hZtI/AAAAAAAAALA/NHfaJhMdRJw/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702407344383698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuIR3hZtI/AAAAAAAAALA/NHfaJhMdRJw/s320/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the &lt;strong&gt;Manasseh Meyer building&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know Manasseh means "making forgetfulnes"?&lt;br /&gt;first used by Joseph when he called his firstborn son Manasseh &lt;em&gt;(Genesis 41:51)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't it look like a Court?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135701342192494194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WtKR3hZnI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FUiBOiDs2Z4/s320/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna say it's really a very nice historical place.&lt;br /&gt;did you know the Kent Ridge Campus isn't the place where University of Malaya once reside?&lt;br /&gt;it was in "once-called Raffles College", now called BTC campus. i have pictorial evidences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuAh3hZsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sdbyIC9sbLs/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702274200397506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuAh3hZsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sdbyIC9sbLs/s320/DSC00459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at this stone carved wall. has contributions from Johor, Kelantan, Kedah, and lots other big companies of those days... long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wt6h3hZrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xM6a5liGroA/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702171121182386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wt6h3hZrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xM6a5liGroA/s320/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't this picture make you feel that i went to an old school to take a picture of the field? this is BTC's field. take a look, i wanted to take a picture of a great tall tree, to signify its age.. but this would suffice i guess.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135705873382991634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WxSB3hZxI/AAAAAAAAALc/ERiFNgJLjFg/s320/DSC00460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, before you think it looks old and shoddy, take a look at this. peer through this window into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wtxx3hZqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SpuE17nIgMU/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702020797327010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wtxx3hZqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SpuE17nIgMU/s320/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the cosy area of the Oei Tiong Nam building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wtpx3hZpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rc-uruA6FKs/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135701883358373522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wtpx3hZpI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rc-uruA6FKs/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old hallway refurnished with blinds and nice lightings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wtex3hZoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EFl0AYXEvHI/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135701694379812482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0Wtex3hZoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EFl0AYXEvHI/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lastly, never forget to smell the flowers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702969985099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WupB3hZvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YpLN57iFWbE/s320/DSC00468.JPG" border="0" /&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/5564317024898774885-6858656119346668272?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6858656119346668272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6858656119346668272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6858656119346668272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6858656119346668272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/btc-campus.html' title='BTC campus'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/R0WuiR3hZuI/AAAAAAAAALI/tdFOoISmENQ/s72-c/DSC00466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7522000070111043989</id><published>2007-11-13T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:47:08.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screaming it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.adamdorman.com/_images/scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.adamdorman.com/_images/scream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looking around the world i found&lt;br /&gt;a solace near where i am bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i search along the vicinity near&lt;br /&gt;for a quiet stream i can rest in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my distress i heard a sound&lt;br /&gt;of chariots and horses and men abound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to escape, i tried to run&lt;br /&gt;from those of whom are captors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase them away! Chase them away!&lt;br /&gt;for i fear for my sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shout i scream but no one hears&lt;br /&gt;or least i do not know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reach the gates, the leeway of life&lt;br /&gt;and cried out loud in greatest of fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help! Help! save me from my plight&lt;br /&gt;for the fear of my enemies capture is my fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not leave me alone out in this place&lt;br /&gt;for i fear to see my captors face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eugene-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-7522000070111043989?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7522000070111043989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7522000070111043989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7522000070111043989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7522000070111043989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/screaming-it-out.html' title='screaming it out'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-3918340689576651634</id><published>2007-11-07T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:31:55.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inner conflict</title><content type='html'>i want to die to my sins and live for my Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-3918340689576651634?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/3918340689576651634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=3918340689576651634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3918340689576651634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3918340689576651634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/inner-conflict.html' title='inner conflict'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-3513827309562985757</id><published>2007-11-06T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 gold coins revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ry9RAjLNkII/AAAAAAAAAJk/M9jZ_aUBYXI/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129407570482401410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ry9RAjLNkII/AAAAAAAAAJk/M9jZ_aUBYXI/s320/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitecape.org/art/backgrounds/holy-cross/Holy-Cross_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;for anyone who has read my previous post about the 20 gold coins, i'm taking a step back to rewrite it coz i still think it's very very meaningful so do bear with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of the times you feel like you're &lt;em&gt;not worth a cent&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of the times you feel like you're the &lt;em&gt;biggest sinner ever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of the times you feel like God's the &lt;em&gt;furthest &lt;/em&gt;person away from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of the times you feel like a &lt;em&gt;complete loser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a pack of lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i had my days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 3:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him will not perish but have everlasting life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of how Jesus came paid for your sins. paid for your every single sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of how Jesus took it all upon himself and bore it till Calvary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H e   t o o k   i t   a l l . r i g h t   t h e r e . r i g h t   t h e n . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of how God has become your &lt;strong&gt;refuge &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;stronghold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think of how God has become your &lt;strong&gt;shield &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H e   d i d   i t   a l l   f o r   y o u . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still feeling you're not worth a cent? i doubt it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;by grace God has gave us this eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 5:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if by grace we're saved, will that mean we're forever saved and can continue living in our carnal nature?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 6:1-2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. What shall we say, then? Shall we go on sinning so that grace may increase? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. By no means! We died to sin; how can we live in it any longer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see? Paul as much wisdom he had knew the people's minds and told them to make them understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 12:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;therefore I urge you brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God, this is your spiritual act of worship&lt;/em&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/5564317024898774885-3513827309562985757?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/3513827309562985757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=3513827309562985757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3513827309562985757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3513827309562985757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/20-gold-coins-revisited.html' title='20 gold coins revisited'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ry9RAjLNkII/AAAAAAAAAJk/M9jZ_aUBYXI/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-2554158275304294467</id><published>2007-11-02T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:00:30.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afflicting scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://telcontar.net/Artwork/digital/In-case-of-failure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://telcontar.net/Artwork/digital/In-case-of-failure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;suicidal? not a bit! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn the times i look back and hope&lt;br /&gt;damn the times i don't seem to be efficient&lt;br /&gt;damn the times i seem to fail myself&lt;br /&gt;damn the times i have failed my Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who moved my cheese??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved it myself by eating it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get a move on and walk toward &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MORE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying on will not help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whining and having false hope won't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick it up and run. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-2554158275304294467?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/2554158275304294467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=2554158275304294467' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/2554158275304294467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/2554158275304294467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/11/afflicting-scars.html' title='afflicting scars'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-1316785287411534394</id><published>2007-10-27T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:21:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best hot video is out!!</title><content type='html'>grab it while it's hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLF7noK5KWs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/fLF7noK5KWs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sry i'm not sure how to embed the video on blogger)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-1316785287411534394?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/v/fLF7noK5KWs' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/1316785287411534394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=1316785287411534394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1316785287411534394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1316785287411534394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-hot-video-is-out.html' title='the best hot video is out!!'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-3613446358087978923</id><published>2007-10-26T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:32:22.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are asians</title><content type='html'>just something short i was kinda stunned today..&lt;br /&gt;i was just at the bus stop when i was my floormate Lawrence in a Saab with his female friends drove by... i didn't notice it was him coz he was in his cool pilot shades....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.. by the time i got to my floor i saw him... the first thing he said to me was "i'm sorry my friends were impolite and didn't stop for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was like... "urmm.. okay.. it's okay man.. no problem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it dawned upon me.... as an asian i couldn't care less if i drove past a housemate or floormate i do not know that closely or whatever lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just me... but i didn't think much of that action where they drove by... i thought it was just perfectly normal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polite is polite... different is definitely different!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-3613446358087978923?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/3613446358087978923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=3613446358087978923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3613446358087978923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3613446358087978923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-are-asians.html' title='we are asians'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6945372961552675608</id><published>2007-10-17T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:07.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up to a yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RxYAqxk92cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W69gaSKkJOU/s1600-h/time+limitless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122282361043409346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RxYAqxk92cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W69gaSKkJOU/s320/time+limitless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i woke up one fine morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt i was in my yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the air was fresher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the mood was livelier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fingers tinging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to the very feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i knew it at once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so nostalgic it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the feel of a yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a today never met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hands of time i stayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to rewind it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to bridge the gap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to know the meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to sense the lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but no avail i need to move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from yesterday to a today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and from then tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for no man lives in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all who do are known as monuments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i did not wake up to yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but tomorrow just came a little late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-6945372961552675608?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6945372961552675608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6945372961552675608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6945372961552675608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6945372961552675608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/10/waking-up-to-yesterday.html' title='waking up to a yesterday'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RxYAqxk92cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/W69gaSKkJOU/s72-c/time+limitless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-4704793747009497100</id><published>2007-10-07T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the preview of the next best rage in Youtube</title><content type='html'>hold yer horses if yer going some other direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let me pull you guys back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;go to Youtube and search "MNO cq"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;look at some of the clips and then come back here and continue on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let me show you a sneak peak into my role&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118600912645773746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjsaRk92bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DnWqtFhuyK8/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me naturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there you go. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all you have to do is wait for the finished product and ask me for the URL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm in editting stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-4704793747009497100?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/4704793747009497100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=4704793747009497100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4704793747009497100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4704793747009497100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/10/preview-of-next-best-rage-in-youtube.html' title='the preview of the next best rage in Youtube'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjsaRk92bI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DnWqtFhuyK8/s72-c/DSC00414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7663050481701613064</id><published>2007-10-07T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:08.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good food, great blessing</title><content type='html'>was quite some time since i last posted on something ME-ish.. well&lt;br /&gt;here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a map. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(OBVIOUSLY)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the little star star thing on the map shows a restraunt called Margarita's, which basically serves Spanish/Mexican Food. YUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjosBk92XI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lXhaoe95d8I/s1600-h/Margarita%27s+map.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118596819541940594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjosBk92XI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lXhaoe95d8I/s320/Margarita%27s+map.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is a picture of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118597493851806082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjpTRk92YI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i6lVzjmnGrk/s320/2073478-Margaritas-Singapore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;nice and cozy right? i heard from my friend the Ambassador of Mexico actually comes down here to eat his meals once in a while! how good is THAT?? and...... Margarita's is one of the top 25 restraunts in Singapore. Food connoisseurs, the meal is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the downside, this place is so good that if you go in without a reservation it might be possible you can stay waiting for quite a while... so make early reservations :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yea.... and this is what i ate... Fajittas (Fa-hee-tas)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118598644903041426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjqWRk92ZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vWnJoBUAeOM/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;yummy? YUMMYY!! good meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. one thing though, don't go there unless you feel like you have quite a bit of spare cash for the next few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-7663050481701613064?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7663050481701613064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7663050481701613064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7663050481701613064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7663050481701613064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-food-great-blessing.html' title='good food, great blessing'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RwjosBk92XI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lXhaoe95d8I/s72-c/Margarita%27s+map.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7027085804270382847</id><published>2007-10-03T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:43:11.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatta quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.dare2share.org/worldviews/atheist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="308" alt="" src="http://media.dare2share.org/worldviews/atheist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andy the Atheist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"the greatest single cause of atheism is Christians... Who acknowledge God with their lips, walk out the door, and deny Him by their lifestyles..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnx daniel for the quote (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the carnal Christian... hmmm BAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dare2share.org/atheists/"&gt;http://www.dare2share.org/atheists/&lt;/a&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/5564317024898774885-7027085804270382847?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7027085804270382847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7027085804270382847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7027085804270382847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7027085804270382847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/10/whatta-quote.html' title='whatta quote'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-3360338394629246732</id><published>2007-09-18T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ru6s1sUYacI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2_Qr2ijNJ1k/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111212665541781954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ru6s1sUYacI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2_Qr2ijNJ1k/s320/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to my life i suppose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways... my body is still kinda aching from the sports carnival last saturday.. ouch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played a game of basketball and 3 games of captain ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the funny thing is that we only signed up for captain ball as an event but we wasted most of our energy on basketball which was supposed to kill time in between matches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy ehh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well our team comprised of me, Gilbert, Wan Jou, Qiu Han, Ying Xia, Keren and her friend, Joshua. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well in the middle of the games Gilbert had to go off to finish his marketing project coz it is worth 10% of the final marks and Keren had to go off to accompany her mom to fetch her brother or something like that.. so we lost our 2 members and got 2 other people to just join in the bandwagon. Allen and another girl.. can't remember her name.. haha =P oopss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways.. we lost all our 3 matches of captain ball.. by the time the third match came, we were all very cui already... my calves were starting to show signs of cramping.. ouch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, blame it on me being inactive also la... never exercise regularly or anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was told that after we left we were actually given prizes coz we were playing basketball.. no kidding! so it wasn't a total loss.. but anyways.... it's the fun we had that counts right? not the pieces of shiny round plastic bits around our necks yeah? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-3360338394629246732?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/3360338394629246732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=3360338394629246732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3360338394629246732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3360338394629246732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/09/sports-carnival.html' title='sports carnival'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ru6s1sUYacI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2_Qr2ijNJ1k/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-3807977787996494509</id><published>2007-09-16T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:48:41.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion - story of an unborn kiddo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Month 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;I am only 8 inches long,&lt;br /&gt;but Ihave all my organs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear it,&lt;br /&gt;I wave my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me,&lt;br /&gt;you could definitely tell that I am a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice and warm in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Mommy, I'm a girl!!&lt;br /&gt;Ihope that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I always want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when you cry.&lt;br /&gt;You sound so sad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad too,&lt;br /&gt;and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, my hair is starting to grow.&lt;br /&gt;It is very short and fine,&lt;br /&gt;but I will have a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of my time exercising.&lt;br /&gt;I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes,&lt;br /&gt;and stretch my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming quite good at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy,he lied to you.&lt;br /&gt;He said that I'm not a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am a baby Mommy, your baby.&lt;br /&gt;I think and feel.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, what's abortion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear that doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;He seems cold and heartless.&lt;br /&gt;Something is intruding my home.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor called it a needle.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy whatis it? It burns!&lt;br /&gt;Please make him stop!&lt;br /&gt;I can't get away from it! Mommy!!&lt;br /&gt;HELP me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, I am okay.&lt;br /&gt;I am in Jesus' arms.&lt;br /&gt;he is holding me.&lt;br /&gt;He told me about abortion.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you want me, Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Every Abortion Is Just . . .&lt;br /&gt;One more heart that was stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Two more eyes that will never see.&lt;br /&gt;Two more hands that will never touch.&lt;br /&gt;Two more legs that will never run.&lt;br /&gt;One more mouth that will never speak.&lt;br /&gt;and One precious &amp;amp; innocent life takenaway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-3807977787996494509?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/3807977787996494509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=3807977787996494509' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3807977787996494509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3807977787996494509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/09/abortion-story-of-unborn-kiddo.html' title='Abortion - story of an unborn kiddo'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7064531741842912227</id><published>2007-09-08T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:09.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing iPod Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuJ74p9iIzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9MVmLYZlFFk/s1600-h/ipod+touch2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107781140658398002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuJ74p9iIzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9MVmLYZlFFk/s320/ipod+touch2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;WELCOME TO THE NEXT GENERATION OF IPODS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing..... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iPod Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks so darn good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s features includes:&lt;br /&gt;* A gorgeous 3.5-inch widescreen display&lt;br /&gt;* Revolutionary multi-touch interface&lt;br /&gt;* Web surfing with wi-fi&lt;br /&gt;* Google/Yahoo search capabilities&lt;br /&gt;* Youtube compatibility&lt;br /&gt;* 0.8cm thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price is &lt;strong&gt;8GB &lt;/strong&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;$498 &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;16GB &lt;/strong&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;$698&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling lucky?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuJ7wp9iIyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u5GlA2RLR_M/s1600-h/ipod+touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107781003219444514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuJ7wp9iIyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u5GlA2RLR_M/s320/ipod+touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5564317024898774885-7064531741842912227?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e358b43714629ed0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7064531741842912227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7064531741842912227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7064531741842912227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7064531741842912227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/09/introducing-ipod-touch.html' title='introducing iPod Touch'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuJ74p9iIzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9MVmLYZlFFk/s72-c/ipod+touch2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-8583979031257922478</id><published>2007-09-06T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:10.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the juggle of choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuAi2p9iIxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QCkRehzMVio/s1600-h/spaceball+juggling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107120299810366226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuAi2p9iIxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QCkRehzMVio/s320/spaceball+juggling.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuAiNp9iIwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UsDDr6zUIpI/s1600-h/spaceball+juggling.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119595435729666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuAiNp9iIwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UsDDr6zUIpI/s320/spaceball+juggling.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;take a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;few co-curricular activities&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;+ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another extra activity&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tutorial homework&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lecture notes&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;other menial routines&lt;/span&gt; =&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a great big juggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life in uni is filled with all sorts of stuff which one needs to juggle with only a pair of hands and 24 hours.. time is so short for the things to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bad thing is out of all of these things i threw in a lethal item..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;wasting time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like slitting the hands that juggle causing an inefficiency in the juggling act... gosh&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/5564317024898774885-8583979031257922478?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/8583979031257922478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=8583979031257922478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8583979031257922478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8583979031257922478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/09/juggle-of-choice.html' title='the juggle of choice'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RuAi2p9iIxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/QCkRehzMVio/s72-c/spaceball+juggling.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7706180961793159439</id><published>2007-08-25T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:47:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>symphony in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images1.comstock.com/Imagewarehouse/TS/SITECS/NLWMCompingVersions/C0017/C0017497/C0017497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images1.comstock.com/Imagewarehouse/TS/SITECS/NLWMCompingVersions/C0017/C0017497/C0017497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as the road of life is trod upon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visions and dreams and hopes are born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life is but a symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we live it out with dignity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in hopes of nations in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will sing the songs of yester-years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as now the symphony in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the strums of chords and riffs they bind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the lyrics of hems and haws i once knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are now in words bound in faith's sinew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i stand with pride and axe in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoping their ears to me they lend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i throw the symphony to the crowd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hope my axe will make a sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope it leaves a deeper mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;etched deep into the hearts, oh hark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that in the course of this short play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my penny's worth of gifts display&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but alas i've not found my tune in perfection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to finally bring this symphony to fruition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freefever.com/hi5/hi5layouts/layouts/guitaristthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.freefever.com/hi5/hi5layouts/layouts/guitaristthumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;will i finally know my reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-7706180961793159439?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7706180961793159439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7706180961793159439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7706180961793159439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7706180961793159439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/symphony-in-my-mind.html' title='symphony in my mind'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-5972138875925382413</id><published>2007-08-24T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:39:14.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.self-destruct.org/photography/collections/2002-04/2002.04.27-all_skool/2002.04.27-battle_scar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.self-destruct.org/photography/collections/2002-04/2002.04.27-all_skool/2002.04.27-battle_scar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a slit of old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a scar abound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a twitch as gentle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet pain is found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dull the ache&lt;br /&gt;to quench the hurt&lt;br /&gt;is not to feel&lt;br /&gt;is not to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i still feel it stings... like an old wound, it never really goes away&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/5564317024898774885-5972138875925382413?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/5972138875925382413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=5972138875925382413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5972138875925382413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5972138875925382413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/title-less.html' title='title-less'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-1460363519587753338</id><published>2007-08-21T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:10.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RsnA359iItI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Yb8ZCY_44s/s1600-h/jesus+rawks!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100820119658046162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RsnA359iItI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Yb8ZCY_44s/s400/jesus+rawks!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who said anything about Christianity being boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-1460363519587753338?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/1460363519587753338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=1460363519587753338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1460363519587753338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1460363519587753338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/jesus-rocks.html' title='Jesus Rocks'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RsnA359iItI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2Yb8ZCY_44s/s72-c/jesus+rawks!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7414976651861383991</id><published>2007-08-14T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the glimmer of hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RsGHxTX57ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wrQbnRO0SWQ/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098505534243990930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RsGHxTX57ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wrQbnRO0SWQ/s320/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even as the moon hides the sun from the earth, a sliver of rays penetrate through as all hope is not lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-7414976651861383991?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7414976651861383991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7414976651861383991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7414976651861383991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7414976651861383991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/glimmer-of-hope.html' title='the glimmer of hope'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RsGHxTX57ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wrQbnRO0SWQ/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-5147073723371440828</id><published>2007-08-07T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:12.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RriTDjX57YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UjtqUscvZHk/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095984667614113154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RriTDjX57YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UjtqUscvZHk/s320/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6am... the early morning wake just to get to ICA to get my student pass done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways... 10am... got down into the field to start flagging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the under pass to flag down people for donations... there was this caucasian couple i approached, they were kinda nice... gave me some coins.. dunno if the coins were aussie or SGD.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways.... there are many ways to avoid a flagger.&lt;br /&gt;1. take out ur phone and put it on your ear&lt;br /&gt;2. look at the opposite direction and walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. run away at the sight of a flagger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. talk to a friend and continue all the way till out of sight of flagger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. pretend being not able to hear or see a flagger (invisible flagger)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. say you've donated somewhere else pointing everywhere except the right direction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. simply arrow a place on your body and say you've got the flag day sticker on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there are a few ways to piss a flagger off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. bring bag to eye level and show flag day sticker on underside of bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. take out your purse and show the flag day sticker in the purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. say 'aww.. you poor thing, standing out here for so long' and walk away without giving a cent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. give flagger a lecture on life's point of views and leave without donating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically that's it. these are a few pics i took while on the streets of ang mo kio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095983890225032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RriSWTX57WI/AAAAAAAAAGU/M1uqO-rYq84/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people in Ang Mo Kio.. trying to cross the road while not getting flagged by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095984062023724402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RriSgTX57XI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Gtk1xnwO4rk/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;other flaggers trying to give us a run for our money&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-5147073723371440828?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/5147073723371440828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=5147073723371440828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5147073723371440828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5147073723371440828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/flag-day.html' title='Flag Day'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RriTDjX57YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UjtqUscvZHk/s72-c/DSC00347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-747539443527169530</id><published>2007-08-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:21:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nite out in SR16</title><content type='html'>let me start a bit from 10:00pm onwards of friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started playing 'plaster' a sadistic game which involves hitting of thighs and not saying 'ouch'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as guys naturally we tend to go easy on the girls lo ryte? but the girls use this to their advantage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch they smack hard.. some guys kena from the girls kau kau lo... like Jing Yuan kena by Diana.. waa can see his battle scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... after all our thighs have become strawberry farms, we went up to the biz sch common area to sit n talk bout racist jokes... singaporeans love those... coz they dun give a shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then oh yea... it's 4:00am n it's time to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the girls got all their sleeping bags together to form a nice snug 'bed'.. good Christian lent them his sleeping bag as a blanket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end me n Chris gotta sleep on the cold hard floor.. well, the floor is our bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLD HARD FLOOR WITH FRIGGIN AIR-CON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb me only wore shorts and a Taylors t-shirt.. damn gaya la... stupid too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after around 30 minutes, i could hear a "snorchestra" going on...&lt;br /&gt;zzz here... ZzZ there... zZZz everywhere!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never got a wink of slp coz it was so darn cold n all... BRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-747539443527169530?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/747539443527169530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=747539443527169530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/747539443527169530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/747539443527169530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/nite-out-in-sr16.html' title='nite out in SR16'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-3245155281506920267</id><published>2007-08-02T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:12.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bore-DUMB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RrC1VDX57UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C5Ex2dNWLXE/s1600-h/bored.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093770551843482946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RrC1VDX57UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C5Ex2dNWLXE/s320/bored.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well... i am bored these few days coz there wasn't much kick punch action happening around in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mundane life which revolved around sitting on the chair in my hostel to lying on the bed sleeping... oh oh .. n watching youtube....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah... all ye who are bored and lazy, come and i will give u more boredom =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realized after 8 months of non-active brain movement, i've grown slow to react... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm such a friggin blur case!!! i've grown BUMD!!.... i mean.. DUMB!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(shit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thnx y'all who helped me out figure stuff out in uni.. i'd b a sotong if not for u all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-3245155281506920267?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/3245155281506920267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=3245155281506920267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3245155281506920267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/3245155281506920267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/08/bore-dumb.html' title='bore-DUMB'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RrC1VDX57UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/C5Ex2dNWLXE/s72-c/bored.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-8608887448930792550</id><published>2007-07-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:12.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negaraku - take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqTG4jX57RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YCeuTEW0jdo/s1600-h/m%27sia+flag+icon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090412153705983250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqTG4jX57RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YCeuTEW0jdo/s320/m%27sia+flag+icon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lets take another look at the song 'Negaraku ku'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la.. it is actually quite true what the guy is singing in the song but then again truthfully, what can a song do to help the nation? this will only bring more racial dis-harmony if you please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote what Vee of 'V for Vendetta' said, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. " and indeed ideas are definitely a spark for revolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many great revolutions start with just an idea but i'm not gonna delve into that la... too history-ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la.. lets take a closer look on the song and prove it's truthfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the traffic police force&lt;br /&gt;yes it's friggin true that they have a sweet tooth n love coffee.. 'kopi lui' nearly always does the job. hell yeah every crazy driver will have a spare RM20 in the pocket for such occasions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the governmental office&lt;br /&gt;yes they are really slow in moving around.. it's like the scene in Transformers where Captain Lennox is trying to call over to the Pentagon and is held up by the Indian Receptionist guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) the racist government&lt;br /&gt;yes it's quite true to a certain level la... see those STPM student working their asses off trying to cram everything into their brain and then with 2A and 2B they aren't even given a place in the university. so much for trying. ok la.. metriculasi is open to other races.. 2% only. WOW that's something from the government which had first intentions of having metriculasi fully malay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) M'sia a peace n harmonious country&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, WELCOME TO JB, the land filled with thieves, robbers, rapists and killers. flip the local newspaper and you'll get what i mean. everyday there's a new crime case in Johor Bahru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. all in all Malaysia is a growing country and stuff like this happen to growing countries right?? so much for good growth after 50 years of independence... big baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia BOLEH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-8608887448930792550?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/8608887448930792550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=8608887448930792550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8608887448930792550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8608887448930792550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/negaraku-take-2.html' title='Negaraku - take 2'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqTG4jX57RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YCeuTEW0jdo/s72-c/m%27sia+flag+icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-4141981958707960931</id><published>2007-07-20T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay the sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqDd3o37GwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JZqmI1II5AM/s1600-h/The+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089311526863182594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqDd3o37GwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JZqmI1II5AM/s320/The+sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as the sun fades down the sea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the day fades to night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as the moon sets it's eyes on earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the wildlife dance in the cloak of darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;between night and day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the twilight zone appears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;short is it's period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fickle is the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet in such a short span of minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the well spent evenings keeping watch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the awe and beauty it eminates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the light spread in beautiful shades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all work cease for the few moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoying the moments spent together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as the sun and moon greet each other in the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so is the time spent together little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet in the moments of liberation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from time and space&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take joy in the time we have had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;short and sweet is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089311144611093218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqDdhY37GuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_l0S4o-bj3w/s320/Pink+sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take pride in which you now have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cherish the people whom you love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cherish even more the people who love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for their love may wane as your willfulness persists&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/5564317024898774885-4141981958707960931?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/4141981958707960931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=4141981958707960931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4141981958707960931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4141981958707960931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/stay-sunset.html' title='stay the sunset'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqDd3o37GwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JZqmI1II5AM/s72-c/The+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-611901280738247053</id><published>2007-07-20T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:13.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we meet again friends</title><content type='html'>this week i've been really really dormant from the internet and lots of time out with the bunch who came down from northern M'sia juzt to be with us in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089164681931332290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqBYUI37GsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zKrMc8fNmmM/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wei Qiang, Melvyn, Ding, Allen &lt;/p&gt;Biodata:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Lee Wei Qiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hails from Penang Island&lt;br /&gt;studied A levels&lt;br /&gt;dotA gamer&lt;br /&gt;quite quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Melvyn Tan Cher Hong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hails from Johor Bahru&lt;br /&gt;studied A levels&lt;br /&gt;crap a lot but funny guy&lt;br /&gt;tourist to JB &lt;em&gt;(haha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Ding Wern Yew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hails from Sitiawan&lt;br /&gt;studied A levels&lt;br /&gt;smart ass&lt;br /&gt;dotA pro &lt;em&gt;(sort of la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;can be crazy at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Allen Soh Wei Aak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hails from Jitra, Kedah&lt;br /&gt;studied SAM&lt;br /&gt;parasite for the year 2007&lt;br /&gt;Maple gamer&lt;br /&gt;the 'anything' guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... we've been to all sorts of places la... CS, Leisure Mall, City Plaza, Tebrau City, Plaza Pelangi, KS... banyak la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly everywhere in JB oso went ade.. so they sorta realized JB kinda boring wan lo.. kelian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a 'cute' pic in Bean's place&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089166464342760146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqBZ7437GtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9oIP4V5U-yI/s320/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok la.. not so cute.. there are more 'cute' ones.. those are private collections =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-611901280738247053?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/611901280738247053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=611901280738247053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/611901280738247053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/611901280738247053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-meet-again-friends.html' title='we meet again friends'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqBYUI37GsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zKrMc8fNmmM/s72-c/DSC00312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-4167712842043787097</id><published>2007-07-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:13.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back dated to 13 July</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089157466386274994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqBRwI37GrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PtP3xkLB6Sc/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day of things anew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;reasons found, answers given&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;questions spring afresh off the ground like grass after a heavy rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;feelings soft as a dew on the morning nigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so soft and so fragile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-4167712842043787097?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/4167712842043787097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=4167712842043787097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4167712842043787097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4167712842043787097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-dated-to-13-july.html' title='back dated to 13 July'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RqBRwI37GrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PtP3xkLB6Sc/s72-c/DSC00175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6106821176177368190</id><published>2007-07-11T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:14.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the far side gallery... enjoy folks</title><content type='html'>welcome back everyone to the relaxed setting of this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'd like to intro all of you to some comics.. chill n have fun lookin thru.. i sure had fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTlXkzpokI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AVWp5lJCDZU/s1600-h/farside+gallery4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085942072388198978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTlXkzpokI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AVWp5lJCDZU/s320/farside+gallery4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(goodness God is so not like that)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085944696613216898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTnwUzpooI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1LAPEfDWsLA/s320/farside+gallery15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085941926359310898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTlPEzpojI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oMW3BhIE2VE/s320/farside+gallery2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085942484705059410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTlvkzpolI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xsBynS2Ob4U/s320/farside+gallery3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085945074570338962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpToGUzpopI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w0FQjHSVeh0/s320/farside+gallery17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;havin fun so far? a few more to go =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085943919224136290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTnDEzpomI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U6zZaTFWk80/s320/farside+gallery20.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085944151152370290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTnQkzponI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eX8bG5_TwHY/s320/farside+gallery7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085945650095956642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTon0zpoqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QaC5LjFTPBQ/s320/farside+gallery18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5564317024898774885-6106821176177368190?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6106821176177368190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6106821176177368190' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6106821176177368190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6106821176177368190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/far-side-gallery-enjoy-folks.html' title='the far side gallery... enjoy folks'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpTlXkzpokI/AAAAAAAAAEE/AVWp5lJCDZU/s72-c/farside+gallery4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-6527656347609651026</id><published>2007-07-10T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:14.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst best week of my 19 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the time is wrong for the right thing to occur... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpN8q0zpogI/AAAAAAAAADk/W1GSpdgYUy4/s1600-h/japanese+waves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085545479403053570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpN8q0zpogI/AAAAAAAAADk/W1GSpdgYUy4/s200/japanese+waves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is good is no longer good, but a normal occurance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a wave crashes on the other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream of old realizes as the new fades...&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/5564317024898774885-6527656347609651026?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/6527656347609651026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=6527656347609651026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6527656347609651026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/6527656347609651026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/worst-best-week-of-my-19-years.html' title='the worst best week of my 19 years'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RpN8q0zpogI/AAAAAAAAADk/W1GSpdgYUy4/s72-c/japanese+waves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-5426828242744319449</id><published>2007-07-04T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down with the darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ror74kzpofI/AAAAAAAAADc/WqklIC_BRbk/s1600-h/witches.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083152078812586482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ror74kzpofI/AAAAAAAAADc/WqklIC_BRbk/s320/witches.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;streaming in the court room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hear their voices&lt;br /&gt;of screams and shouts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sheer shrieks around us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the witches were brought down to their knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they beg and plead to set them free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look so torn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look so scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the jury had their eyes on the plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to kill, massacre and destroy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every last witch to the world be gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one cared the witches cries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they public screamed "to hell they die"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;indeed the dark arts from there were spawned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but did they not get a second chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those the days the fear of magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is where magic is revered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as sacred and special and even amusing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as Potter waves is magic wand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;countless little girls fall for his charm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;did witches died only to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why weren't they born of a different time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly today magic abound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone plays with dark arts like clowns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing not the impending doom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of sadness and suffering to it's user&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't you heard the cries of the dead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like people dying from the ouija game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all they wanted was a better grade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but life in trade and sealed with blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the trade was made and the life is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now we know of a tale of pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-5426828242744319449?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/5426828242744319449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=5426828242744319449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5426828242744319449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5426828242744319449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/07/down-with-darkness.html' title='down with the darkness'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Ror74kzpofI/AAAAAAAAADc/WqklIC_BRbk/s72-c/witches.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-7596931860522020360</id><published>2007-06-25T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T19:30:18.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the singular noun</title><content type='html'>Boy, Girl, Shoe, Phone, Guitar, Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are singular nouns&lt;br /&gt;of course when they are singular nouns they are calculated in terms of the number... ONE, a.k.a. Numero Uno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the singularity can be a curse and a cure altogether.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's a singular noun, things are easy to count, it's simpler and much less complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's a singular noun, it retains it's original sound and spelling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike the singular noun, a plural noun is harder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g.  words ending with '-f' or '-fe' normally becomes '-ves' as it turns into a plural.. or singular '-y' will become '-ies' when it is plural...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things certainly can get a little confusing n complicated for those who lack the experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some sad sad nouns are always meant to be left as a singular noun. for example, Gold, Silver, Sugar, Copper.... these are normally the better things in life isn't it? especially GOLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than being eternally single, there are other nouns which have irregular plurals... these words do not end with an '-s'... rather, the word itself changes..&lt;br /&gt;for example, a plural for man is men... a plural for ox is oxen... a plural for die is dice....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( bet lots of u didn't know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today...&lt;br /&gt;this concludes the episode of Singular Noun.&lt;br /&gt;join me next time as we venture deeper into the world of Plurals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-7596931860522020360?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/7596931860522020360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=7596931860522020360' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7596931860522020360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/7596931860522020360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/06/singular-noun.html' title='the singular noun'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-4564018735249028213</id><published>2007-06-21T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:44:35.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out with the gang</title><content type='html'>so okay i've been lazy n slacking off.. never touch this for quite a long time lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's after A levels and the Sunway gang just came back from Redang with their nice fun experiences n stuff.. darn nice la to go out without parents or guardians.. WOHOO!! partay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... Run Yan came to my place around say...10am? early ehh.. ahaha got a lil warmup before the rest came over... Yen Kai, Hang Tee n Jason... Jason was a member of Something's Wrong... but disbanded shortly after.. = = bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first, Jason n Hang Tee dig straight into my Yamaha... blessing it with musical treats... oh how they caress and held my guitar.. ahha jealous sial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... BADMINTON TIME!! but when we go there got ppl doin "lime lansing" i mean.. line dancing.. haha then we went back into the house... Hang Tee went to the piano and started pouring pure jazzy symphonies.. haha :)  Hang Tee plays good jazz lo mind you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had a few fun matches of badminton n realized all of us were getting old n rusty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH TIME!!! poor Yen Kai was havin a sore throat.. so we went to eat noodles instead of Mc Donalds... besides, Jason was wanting to get a trimmer tummy n stuff... =P jokin jokin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(i got to drive a Hyundai Accent.. WOHOO~~)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we went home for a while n then off to City Plaza! home to ping pong, futsal, basketball, pool, snooker n a lounge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played pool n ping pong for a while.. ahaha... since losing to Rachel i feel like i super long no play pool ade lo... but today like i got a lil more back la... can break the balls a lil further... still working on the strength.... so like.. Yen Kai does engineering, Jason is thinkin of physics thingy, Hang Tee is in to aerospace engineering and Run Yan wanna b a physicist....&lt;br /&gt;playing pool with them was a lil scary.. they got such good physics... Momentum in 2D.. HAAH&lt;br /&gt;with a calculator n ruler, they might juz rule the pool world.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... after doin all these it was kinda late liao.. so... go home lo.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-4564018735249028213?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/4564018735249028213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=4564018735249028213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4564018735249028213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/4564018735249028213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/06/out-with-gang.html' title='out with the gang'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-2858140005753606566</id><published>2007-06-11T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:16.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka Trip</title><content type='html'>shortly after coming back from Bali i have decided to go Malacca to visit special Grace&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;(perasan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n of course Alex =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay... sat the bus to Malacca which took ard 2 and 1/2 hours to reach... then well, Grace sorta lost her way to Melaka Sentral so it took a lil longer time for her to reach... then well for me, going to Melaka Sentral was definitely my first.. was kinda unsure where i was in the complex coz it was a cross shaped building then dunno which is the entrance of exit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, met Grace outside A&amp;W... then we went on our &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyaC-oRNZI/AAAAAAAAACU/YDCNhfYvHTI/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074600256102020498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyaC-oRNZI/AAAAAAAAACU/YDCNhfYvHTI/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;merry way to Jonker Street to meet up with Alex.. gosh so long tym never see him oso macam never change much liddat =) can still recognize him lo.. hahaha we ate lunch in the commercialized, not-so-good ball ball chicken rice shop... &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(taken by Grace)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course i took a picture of the ball ball chicken rice too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyaoOoRNaI/AAAAAAAAACc/gb2_7SexwLM/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074600896052147618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyaoOoRNaI/AAAAAAAAACc/gb2_7SexwLM/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, went to the normal tourist spots... Malacca is so so so HOT!!! i mean.. the weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the pics of some Malacca tourist spots like A Famosa la, Clock Tower la, Dataran Merdeka la.... juz look laa =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074602541024622002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmycH-oRNbI/AAAAAAAAACk/I-NVXqHuMIM/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074603202449585602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmycueoRNcI/AAAAAAAAACs/wkZk4dp6FUM/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074603747910432210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmydOOoRNdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gPehsYFy8zs/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(i love this pic coz the sky is juz so blue.. like i'm not in M'sia at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074604190292063714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rmydn-oRNeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LvjV1xOksSc/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going to these places.. banyak hot laa!! went home to my good host, Grace's house to take a rest n wash up... ate dinner with the family too! =) i juz realized they dun eat rice.... or at least not tt dinner la.. anyways, after dinner we watched 'The Pursuit of Happyness'. It was a nice touching story... of personal struggles n strife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later after the movie, Calvin, aka Grace's bf came to fetch us out for supper n oso dapao stuff for Grace's parents... Calvin's a nice guy.. took us to the nice places to eat... hahahah ate budget satay celup which is 30cents per stick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early around 8am... went down the stairs n only see Grace's grandma downstairs... then i sat n drank milo while talkin to 'ah po'... then well, went out in Grace's car to fetch Calvin n went to Calvin's uncle's shop for sum Taiwan noodles... kinda nice. but i ate the spicy beef... darn it it's hot for me.. = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Jonker Street for the second time....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyhVOoRNgI/AAAAAAAAADM/N0-MWtM_6Ro/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074608266216027650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyhVOoRNgI/AAAAAAAAADM/N0-MWtM_6Ro/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Hotel Puri... it is on Billionaire street... the hotel is actually renovated from an old building which has hundreds of rooms.. it looks kinda cool la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chairs look like a matriach's chair n stuff.. olden nyonya stuff... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a few old shops to look around too.. then only i realized Malaccans may stay in Malacca n not go to these old shops....&lt;br /&gt;i took some pix.. but not posting them coz lazy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, went back Grace's house to watch 300 =)&lt;br /&gt;darn cool show lo... it's like.... wow.. haha&lt;br /&gt;300 Spartans against 1million Persians....&lt;br /&gt;i know Spartans are born to be champions without blemish, taken to the extremes... but the pictures in my mind were never portrayed like tt.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening came.. time to go Jonker Street for the THIRD TIME!! but of coz this time different la.. coz it's night time and it's livelier... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't take pics coz enjoying myself quite a lot n besides, got lotsa ppl.. take pic oso take pics of ppl's heads.... ate n ate n ate la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after Jonker street we went to Capitol Satay to eat the Malaccan famous Satay Celup.. it's so famous ppl wait in line juz to eat it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i tell u wat i ate on my eating trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD, FINAL DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;woke up later.... ard 10am or so... after hearing some shower noises from the toilet... then Grace's mom tot i was sick or sumthin.. so late onli wake up.. well, can't help if i slept real well ryte? ehhehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then well, we went to eat mee hoon koay, kon lo style.. aka dry oily style for you folks who dunno wat i'm talkin bout.... EEEKKKSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;no wonder la JB has soup mee hoon koay onlyy.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, time to go back.. n Grace oh Grace... turned to drive in the opposite direction of the 1 way traffic.. good thing i'm not from Malacca... could see the drivers were rrly pissed n stuff lo... WHOOPSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... bus time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-2858140005753606566?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/2858140005753606566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=2858140005753606566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/2858140005753606566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/2858140005753606566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/06/melaka-trip.html' title='Melaka Trip'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmyaC-oRNZI/AAAAAAAAACU/YDCNhfYvHTI/s72-c/DSC00215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-877488908723702423</id><published>2007-06-06T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:18.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip to Bali</title><content type='html'>Welcome welcome once again all ye who are patient and able....&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is about my trip to Bali... :) quite a few pix.. happy looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the trip to Singapore airport!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 5am juz to get ready 2 go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changi Airport... looks ok, a lil old.. but not too shabby :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then so... OFF to the airplane!! sucky new rule bout not being able to bring bottles, aerosol cans n other liquids above 100ml as hand carried luggage... so left quite a few things in the airport.. such as..... toothpaste, shampoo....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYnHOoRNNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6gtx9ZntYjI/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072785035419006162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYnHOoRNNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6gtx9ZntYjI/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the majestic skies in the airplane.. i love it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the clouds look a lil bit like icebergs)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways... there was great food too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(much betta than China Airways' food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYnteoRNOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kQjss7cJuPA/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072785692549002466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="98" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYnteoRNOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kQjss7cJuPA/s320/DSC00077.JPG" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways.. reached Denpasar, Bali! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to a temple called Uluatu Temple... it the place was juz so so awesome lo... loved the cliffs n stuff.. it just goes to show how great my God is... the beauty of the earth.. lolx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awe awe awesome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYpq-oRNQI/AAAAAAAAABM/E4iv7aGIvnk/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072787848622585090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYpq-oRNQI/AAAAAAAAABM/E4iv7aGIvnk/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after visitin the place tot we got hungry n went to the beach for sum seafood!! YUMMMMMYY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(duwan post pic.. after u all hungry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYriuoRNRI/AAAAAAAAABU/1EL4cuAiJgE/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072789905911919890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYriuoRNRI/AAAAAAAAABU/1EL4cuAiJgE/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for a traditional dance thingy... didn't quite get the dance at all.. dunno wat they talking.. coz it was in balinese.. not bahasa indon... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways... &gt;&gt; tt's the dance.. with monkey, lion (darong) n a few more characters... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to the silver shop... didn't take pics... coz it was all trademarked handicraft.. so kenot simply simply take pictures of their work... but their work was rrly rrly intricate n besides tt, it's ALL HAND MADE!!! friggin crazy lo.. i tink i'll go crazy b4 i can even finish a little bell.. so many little beads n stuff... it's rrly rrly very intricate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea.. went to a wood carving shop... GUESS WAT? they have carved WINKIES as bottle openers!!! what good aphrodesiacs for the ladies who have urges &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i shall not go there)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok... nuff bout the winkies... we went to Kintamani... near a volcano... active, but didn't erupt since 1994.. quite a long time.. so like can see trees growin on it already... the hill top was definitely cooling :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYuAuoRNSI/AAAAAAAAABc/bBUmps8P7BM/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072792620331250978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYuAuoRNSI/AAAAAAAAABc/bBUmps8P7BM/s320/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after goin uphill for so long... the van decided to go down into the coffee, vanilla n cocoa plantation... not gonna show pix bout tt coz it's a lil boring.. u can find coffee berries, vanilla leaves n cocoa fruit in the Malaysian stamps... so kinda unnecessary la huh.. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways, kinda cool... saw an old man frying them coffee beans till they are roasted to wonderful smelling indocafe.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the plantation we went to Gua Gajah Temple...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYvY-oRNTI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZHR9QLy5X3Q/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072794136454706482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYvY-oRNTI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZHR9QLy5X3Q/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.. it's a cave, n it's for the God Ganesh the elephant.. so i guess, tt's why la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cave itself is not big lo... for ppl taller than me, beware!! duck when entering cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok by now u might b bored with my continuations.. coz my english is boring.. oh well, happy lookin at the pictures instead!! :D&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYwReoRNUI/AAAAAAAAABs/k4VOxMvs19M/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072795107117315394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYwReoRNUI/AAAAAAAAABs/k4VOxMvs19M/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then ok.. to the art house we go!!! eh, expensive stuff lo.. n like.. small kiddos in primary schools can draw much betta than me lo.. so nice.. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i can only take pictures of unfinished artworks n not the finished ones that are ready to be sold... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they draw nice pictures.. but the finished work quite a lot of them have topless women in 'em.. then again all of the artists there are male... so i guess it makes sense?? i dunnno.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOD MORNING to a brand new day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the Turtle Island near Nusa Dua....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYxWOoRNVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/No3Spf5QhiU/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072796288233321810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYxWOoRNVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/No3Spf5QhiU/s320/DSC00162.JPG" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the turtles rrly cute.. love 'em lots!! endangered anyways.. so u gotta love 'em ryte? hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYyROoRNXI/AAAAAAAAACE/Yoy9YnwhqJw/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072797301845603698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYyROoRNXI/AAAAAAAAACE/Yoy9YnwhqJw/s200/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there was a tamed eagle too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to Lake Beratan.. which was like 2 hours away from Nusa Dua..sit the van until butt ache sial..... the scenery was well... lake-ish lo.. HAHAHA dun need to show ba... juz tt the lake is big n is quite high up lo... so it's quite cooling =) coOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there were ppl selling rabbits.. damn cute... then of coz they were selling rabbit satay too! urhhhh.... = = mayb tt's wat happens to them poor rabbits who aren't cute n cuddly enuff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cruel world.. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmY0WuoRNYI/AAAAAAAAACM/zYaAZk1jIxA/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072799595358139778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmY0WuoRNYI/AAAAAAAAACM/zYaAZk1jIxA/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly for the day, we went to Tanah Lot Temple... Tanah Lot doesn't mean the land is a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Floating temple!! well, it only looks floating when the tide is high.&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok la.. that's about it for my trip.. hope y'all had a nice time lookin at all these pics.. haha :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-877488908723702423?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/877488908723702423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=877488908723702423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/877488908723702423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/877488908723702423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/06/trip-to-bali.html' title='The Trip to Bali'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/RmYnHOoRNNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6gtx9ZntYjI/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-8365226561617535433</id><published>2007-05-31T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:18.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post in BMW Credit (M) Sdn Bhd JB Branch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rl6QvfG4mRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TRKukEBOkaU/s1600-h/bmw-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070649375944382738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rl6QvfG4mRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TRKukEBOkaU/s320/bmw-logo.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok.. since hoeyen suddenly pointed out like "you ppl type until so complicated, we just use abc" this is gonna be a no twist no nothing post =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, last day in BMW Credit (M) Sdn Bhd.... i finally fired my boss.. booted him in the hiney :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rl6QEPG4mQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SHcIQDSjYxE/s1600-h/96_131053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070648632915040514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rl6QEPG4mQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SHcIQDSjYxE/s320/96_131053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea... i got this for being a staff of BMW Credit &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i betta type sumthin before it's knock off time.. not gonna have a chane to slack in the office ade lo... nex tym it's all work no play which makes Wee Jin a productive but dull boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings on the last day of work:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Happy&lt;br /&gt;reasons : no more walking up early in the morning grouchy&lt;br /&gt;no more being called around to do menial work.. IN OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;can go jalan-jalan whenever i like&lt;br /&gt;can bum ALL i want till i rot.. (is tt good??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sad&lt;br /&gt;reasons : no more extra pocket money&lt;br /&gt;bored alone at home if not going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;no colleagues to eat lunch with&lt;br /&gt;not gonna be able to find a job so simple anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, these 3 months have been rather productive... got to get a new phone, gonna get a new synthesizer... working's good as a TEMPORARY WORKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayz&lt;br /&gt;till the next time i have free time n a good idea for a post!&lt;br /&gt;kudos&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/5564317024898774885-8365226561617535433?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/8365226561617535433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=8365226561617535433' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8365226561617535433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/8365226561617535433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-post-in-bmw-credit-m-sdn-bhd-jb.html' title='last post in BMW Credit (M) Sdn Bhd JB Branch'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rl6QvfG4mRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TRKukEBOkaU/s72-c/bmw-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-9053363826174395322</id><published>2007-05-30T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:18.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of little red rubber balls and icy palms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rlz-2vG4mPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mDJSDtxvZk0/s1600-h/00028464.detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070207496824068338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rlz-2vG4mPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mDJSDtxvZk0/s320/00028464.detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to every palm of ice holds a little red rubber ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some icy palms may have only held one little red rubber ball and that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some icy palms may never feel the warmth of the little red rubber ball in it's icy lifespan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some icy palms may have held more than one little red rubber ball before it melts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some icy palms may be holding more than 1 little red rubber ball, which often includes juggling skills and nearly always results in the little red rubber balls bouncing right off the icy palm and never seen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this comes down to what does an icy palm do to the little red rubber ball....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some choose to just hold the little red rubber ball in it's palm... showing how great the rubber ball is in contrast to the palm... but the rubber ball gets cold, loses it's elastisity.. bends and just slides off the palm... bye bye rubber ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some roll the ball safely on the table... nice and slow, round and round... the ball is definitely in motion, but it's in a boring circular motion on the same part of the table... how exciting... one day, the little red rubber ball might just fly off tangent and off the table.. bouncing along it's merry way down the lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some bounce the rubber ball on the table, nice and safe too... but surely as the little rubber ball bounces its molecules produce heat which can warm the icy palm up... but then again, bouncing alone is boring, the rubber ball is definitely made for more than bouncing on a small trajectory motions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some choose to play the rubber ball basketball style... over the fingers, spin on the tip, through the pivot point, fakie.... the ball is never bored with the palm, but then again, the palm is a dangerous one... Live Dangerously! but of course all these smooth actions might cause the ball to slip and swoosh out of the palm and into the crowd, never seen hence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some choose to bounce the ball hard and far off to the wall, and catching the ball as it returns... by doing that of course the ball would generate heat again through the vibrations of the rubber molecules and be heated up much faster than bouncing on the table... but bouncing it off the wall is not a simple task... it requires much skill to catch the ball back and not fumble with the ball... and as the palm is making it's throw, it throws it out of it's palm but doesn't seem to see it again... what happened?? the ball flew right out the window.... colder and colder as the wind blows on the little red rubber ball....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rubber ball is never fully accustomed to the icy palm, neither can the icy palm be the most perfect thing to the rubber ball.... give and take.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-9053363826174395322?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/9053363826174395322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=9053363826174395322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/9053363826174395322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/9053363826174395322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-little-red-rubber-balls-and-icy.html' title='of little red rubber balls and icy palms'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rlz-2vG4mPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mDJSDtxvZk0/s72-c/00028464.detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-5880281071373083792</id><published>2007-05-29T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:54:29.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute to special Grace</title><content type='html'>see la... even the title itself oso like.. so glaring adeee.. Grace, muz treasure this ok!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. let me just backtrack a little in life, to a time where i call.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;INNOCENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after PMR, went for a camp... kinda unwilling coz no JB people were going.. WHAT A BUMMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, went to the camp, met quite a lot of people, but the first group i met was a Malaccan group, comprised of David, Janice, &lt;strong&gt;Grace, &lt;/strong&gt;Alex and a few more guys&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (sorry guys for forgettin ur names...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember one of the first things Grace said to me... this was it :-&lt;br /&gt;Grace  : so, you read on the chapter we were told to read?&lt;br /&gt;Me       : uh yea.....&lt;br /&gt;Grace  : so can you like tell us what is it about coz we didn't read it at all..&lt;br /&gt;Me       : wookay... bla bla bla......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.. so these was the early conversations which started the whole beautiful friendship :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had games together, ate together.... well, got to know her a lil bit betta i guess...&lt;br /&gt;then well, we exchanged numbers n msn.... when the time ame for the camp to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we chatted... n chatted... n chatted... n i was still using Celcom at that time.. the cost of sms was never cheap u know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oh, special Grace was the one who taught me miss call... the free way of getting someone's attention.. haahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, can say Grace has been a real real good fren to me n still is!! =) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(dun perasan)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's sorta like a confidanté... can say she's one of the most informed ppl concernin me.. haha well, need sumone to ask help n stuff, she's definitely the one who will help =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like... yeah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes out to Grace Gan :)&lt;br /&gt;may our beautiful friendship last a lifetime.. AHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-5880281071373083792?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/5880281071373083792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=5880281071373083792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5880281071373083792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/5880281071373083792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/tribute-to-special-grace.html' title='tribute to special Grace'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-1114258686282262515</id><published>2007-05-29T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:04:51.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding bells ringing in my ear</title><content type='html'>so things are getting a little more and more personal and concerns more and more about my life... so i guess most readers here will have more or less a sneak preview into my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online diary?? i hope not.. lazy to even write a diary at home.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i went to my cousin's wedding last week... all the way up north in Ipoh... the long long journey caused my eyes to feel pain, sore n dry... oh goodness the air-con is blowing directly at me!!! darn the weather too.. raining so heavily my dad could hardly drive faster than a snail... the visibility was juz so so low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, long awaited arrival n TADAA!! we're in Ipoh!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;made a little detour to Kuala Kangsar coz we didn't notice the entrance to Ipoh&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, DINNER TIME! ate quite a bit n juz sat there like an idiot.. looking at the happy crowd munching their food and finding people to talk to.. i felt a little bit out of place.. WAIT a SECOND, i'm a relative, how come i feel so unrelated?? maybe coz i seldom see them all and stuff... but things got betta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cockadudledoo!&lt;br /&gt;the Sunday morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Morning - Maroon 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steal some covers share some skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You twist to fit the mold that I am in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That someday it would bring me back to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That someday it would bring me back to you&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, woke up early to get the bride to my cousin's house.. then well, had the tea ceremony where they will give tea to the elders... had this guy who acts like the matchmaker too!! he acting as a she... anyways, got ang pow from my cousin.. RM5!! biggest i've seen.. ehehee              for a new wedding couple i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things got worse when we got to the restaurant.. he wore an early 15th century china chinese lady's matchmaker's clothes...  he danced, sang and even went around the crowds to amuse them... which includes a song called "Mummy no. 3" eeks.... he was using his scarf to touch other guys n stuff... GAYYYY.!!!! me n my cousins got called up to the stage to dance... DANCE!!! it was crazy.. i've never danced in front of ppl b4... I'M NOT EVEN PROFESSIONALLY TRAINED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, the wedding lunch ended and went on our merry ways home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newly wed couple looked so happy, such joy welling up in their cheeks you could just see them smiling from ear to ear... wish i had such joy...  in time, in time..... ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course wedding is not the end of it, but a beginning to a long long long life of marriage and living together... as they say, before you get married the person looks like an angel.. after you get married the person looks like a devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all cases are so cham la... well, keep 2 eyes open b4 u get married and 1 eye closed after you get married! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best wishes to my cousin Wei Keong n lovely wife Shook Fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-1114258686282262515?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/1114258686282262515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=1114258686282262515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1114258686282262515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1114258686282262515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/wedding-bells-ringing-in-my-ear.html' title='Wedding bells ringing in my ear'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-708953726228820764</id><published>2007-05-25T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T04:05:18.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Point of No Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rlz9K_G4mOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MJy59xVCfa0/s1600-h/041211_phantom_vmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070205645693163746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rlz9K_G4mOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MJy59xVCfa0/s320/041211_phantom_vmed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The point of no return, the long await yet bridged you've already burnt the bridge down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phantom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Past the point of no return -&lt;br /&gt;no backward glances:&lt;br /&gt;our games of make believe&lt;br /&gt;are at an end . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past all thought of "if" or "when" -&lt;br /&gt;no use resisting:&lt;br /&gt;abandon thought,&lt;br /&gt;and let the dream descend . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What raging fireshall flood the soul?&lt;br /&gt;What rich desire unlocks its door?&lt;br /&gt;What sweet seduction lies before us . . .?&lt;br /&gt;Past the point of no return,&lt;br /&gt;the final threshold,&lt;br /&gt;what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the point of no return . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;You have brought me&lt;br /&gt;to that moment where words run dry,&lt;br /&gt;to that moment where speech disappears&lt;br /&gt;into silence, silence . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come here,&lt;br /&gt;hardly knowing the reason why . . .&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, I've already imagined&lt;br /&gt;our bodies entwining defenceless and silent -&lt;br /&gt;and now I am here with you:&lt;br /&gt;no second thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I've decided, decided . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past the point of no return&lt;br /&gt;no going back now:&lt;br /&gt;our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past all thought of right or wrong -&lt;br /&gt;one final question:&lt;br /&gt;how long should we two wait, before we're one . . .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the blood begin to race&lt;br /&gt;the sleeping bud burst into bloom?&lt;br /&gt;When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOTH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past the point of no return&lt;br /&gt;the final threshold,&lt;br /&gt;the bridge is crossed,&lt;br /&gt;so stand and watch it burn . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've passed the point of no return . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i've been told to have past the point of no return, but i was lied to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Christine! How could you have lied to me?! Why did you bring me up to the sky only to send me crushing into oblivion? WHY?? WHY??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHANTOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime . . .&lt;br /&gt;Lead me, save me from my solitude . . .&lt;br /&gt;Say you want me with you, here beside you . . .&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go let me go too,&lt;br /&gt;Christine that's all I ask of . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;now i live in solitude, all alone save my shadow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;left me for Raol... have i not shown love to you? I've given my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I gave my song to you only to feel anguish to have lost my beloved&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/5564317024898774885-708953726228820764?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/708953726228820764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=708953726228820764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/708953726228820764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/708953726228820764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/point-of-no-return.html' title='The Point of No Return'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kjsd8qJbvc/Rlz9K_G4mOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MJy59xVCfa0/s72-c/041211_phantom_vmed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-1547899389900313936</id><published>2007-05-24T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T10:34:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crimson Room - Takagism</title><content type='html'>welcome one and all to the blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'd like to introduce you all to a mind game called The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crimson Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has quite a short loading time, unless you have a sucky internet connection like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it starts up, it sounds like you've just traveled back into the good late 80's where Pacman just arrived on the market. The music is a midi mess. Anyways, you start up as a drunkard waking up from a hangover and somehow you've been brought to this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crimson Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So now, your only objective is to get ALL the items in the room and get the Heck OUT OF THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, gather items, use items to get more items until u see your inventory is full, then you know you can ply open the door to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game is here &lt;a href="http://www.fasco-csc.com/works/crimson/crimson_e.php"&gt;http://www.fasco-csc.com/works/crimson/crimson_e.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i know the answer, but of coz it's more fun to crack your brains to figure it out... RRRIIIIGGGHHHTTT....? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course if you've turn into an ardent fan of Takagism's rooms, you can try out the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viridian Room. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that is pure craziness.. i never finished that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways, happy playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-1547899389900313936?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/1547899389900313936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=1547899389900313936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1547899389900313936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1547899389900313936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/crimson-room-takagism.html' title='The Crimson Room - Takagism'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564317024898774885.post-1330563747326764602</id><published>2007-05-23T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T16:48:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>since i'm in office....</title><content type='html'>here i am in office typing my mind away without a care in the world of whether the boss is going to &lt;em&gt;sneak behind my back&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;catch me in the neck&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;strangle me&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;fire me&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries at ALL!! know why? coz i'm gonna quit by the end of this month!! i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRING&lt;/span&gt; my boss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY FOR SIMPLICITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for people out there who don't know what i do in office, i am an admin staff of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BMW Credit (M) Sdn Bhd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i basically do what everyone thinks is easy. like typing letters, doing minutes, filing, faxing, photostating, writing, being the receptionist, getting the letters.... bla bla bla... the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Sarah who has been sort of enterntaining me every morning without fail... since she has a VERY LATE/VERY EARLY sleeping habits.. ahha  thanks for all the entertainment.. like desktop TD =P (&lt;em&gt;got me hooked for quite a few days&lt;/em&gt;)  n also all the info feed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i kinda like my job now.. it's simple, mostly free and has quite a good pay =)&lt;br /&gt;but of coz the down side is coz it's too free it's boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... down to the crux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this external blog coz i can't blog in office with friendster blog.. damn those IT staff who set up firewall to block the very existance of &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;www.friendster.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, enjoy my pitty patty posts coming along =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564317024898774885-1330563747326764602?l=eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/feeds/1330563747326764602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5564317024898774885&amp;postID=1330563747326764602' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1330563747326764602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564317024898774885/posts/default/1330563747326764602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eu9en3ngwj.blogspot.com/2007/05/since-im-in-office.html' title='since i&apos;m in office....'/><author><name>EugeneNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02308816944551989701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
