<?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-7116704924682803267</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:18:27.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt; ~\ W /~ &gt;&gt;</title><subtitle type='html'>The Sequel...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-4036820517129352736</id><published>2012-01-24T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:11:17.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just dont feel like working tomorrow, but working it all out tomorrow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably one day, my heart will just stop functioning just 1 day. But, I will miss everyone dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably, its my misses of every of my loved ones, from my wife to my family, that keeps the heart functioning as well as making the best of my life thru all ups and downs.&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/7116704924682803267-4036820517129352736?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4036820517129352736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4036820517129352736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4036820517129352736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4036820517129352736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-just-dont-feel-like-working-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5991187130608558752</id><published>2012-01-24T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:54:12.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year 2012</title><content type='html'>Well, another year just whizzed past and its Lunar New Year 2012. Time flies and many many things happen in this year, thinking back. Both the ups and the downs. Life isnt that a smooth journey afterall, a note that probably everyone should know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work was generally challenging and Ive gotten a promotion plus extra commitments. The challenges ahead for this year might be very different since Im transferring to a new team and everything starts from scratch. Hope that I will be blessed in this area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Social:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive ROM in Oct11 and happy to have my lifelong partner with me thru ups and downs. However, there are issues/ misunderstandings lately that probably Im feeling depressed of probably not managing well or bring happiness to her in this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope that 2012 will be a smoother year and probably I shall do even more good deeds to append.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7116704924682803267-5991187130608558752?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5991187130608558752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5991187130608558752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5991187130608558752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5991187130608558752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-chinese-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year 2012'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5104350186174405326</id><published>2011-10-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:26:40.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Time flies and the year is coming to an end soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. Life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7116704924682803267-5104350186174405326?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5104350186174405326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5104350186174405326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5104350186174405326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5104350186174405326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2011/10/2011-flies.html' title='2011 Flies'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-7987045242453549273</id><published>2011-01-19T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T07:42:46.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>Time flies and we have stepped into 2011. It has been a long time since Ive last updated my blog. Is anyone out there, happen to chance upon my blog? *hi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, its 2011 and looking back at 2010; many things have happened. It seems to have whizzed past in a short frame and here we are, having half a month in 2011 gone. Time indeed flies when you are the least aware. Gosh! Folks, better make use of the time available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats most important, I guess is still health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 2011 started as a harsh one for me, having to work lotsa late nights and totally drained me out. Im tired and stressed. Probably that explains why I would like to carry on writing, but then having the absence of stamina to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I love my princess, not forgetting. Probably thats why I have always place her about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanna tug in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night Diary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7987045242453549273?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7987045242453549273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7987045242453549273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7987045242453549273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7987045242453549273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-586047408564241626</id><published>2010-06-04T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:38:48.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks All for the Wishes</title><content type='html'>Time flies, and Im a year older. Well, whats new? Hmm, ooo..this year, I celebrated with my Sweetheart. Well, I love her and like her to be around me. Shes just too familiar to be in my life. Thanks for the 2 weekends that you have celebrated my birthday. Its so memorable that I wish its my birthday again. Well,I shant be greedy. Deep down inside, Ive been wanting to live with this gal the rest of my life in future. Nobody, nobody but you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sweetie started her new job. I hope that it will be good and not too stress for her too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-586047408564241626?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/586047408564241626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=586047408564241626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/586047408564241626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/586047408564241626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/06/thanks-all-for-wishes.html' title='Thanks All for the Wishes'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-9004405364818173634</id><published>2010-03-17T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:34:36.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometime since I last blogged...</title><content type='html'>Well, once again, it has been some time since I last blogged. Hmm, some thoughts. Well, I have started on my new job and its pretty tough as well. I guess that days ahead arent easy as well. But then, I will bite the bullet as nothing is easy. Well, they dun pay me to slack and australian culture isnt much evident in Finance, I could say. Just dun want to think about the upcoming tons of reconcilliation, right up to customer details. Its gonna be nuts. But Im living with faith, at most, dun sleep lo, big deal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dunno why but felt lost. Maybe I need a little pat and encouragement as well from myself and its always that, that had kept me going. Hmm, just realised that Nicholas had got himself a Jazz which is nicely kitted with big rims. Well, as for me, Im a saver all this while and havent really did anything to mine as well, but just a mode of transport and its serving me well. Suddenly, I have an urge to upgrade and give it a new pair of shoes, though that would also mean a slight burnt in the pocket. Hmm, well, perhaps just put that thought aside for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. dumb-striken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-9004405364818173634?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/9004405364818173634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=9004405364818173634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/9004405364818173634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/9004405364818173634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometime-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='Sometime since I last blogged...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-1252728114327494833</id><published>2010-02-14T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T19:20:31.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope My Prayers Heard</title><content type='html'>Hope Sweetheart will be fine...Every sms that came into my mobile, I eagerly ran to take a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-1252728114327494833?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/1252728114327494833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=1252728114327494833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1252728114327494833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1252728114327494833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/02/hope-my-prayers-heard.html' title='Hope My Prayers Heard'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2572327568018549575</id><published>2010-02-09T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:20:59.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, sad that this year's Valentine's Day is falling on the first day of Lunar New Year. Hmm, means quite difficult to celebrate both occasions together. But then, issnt it everyday is a Valentine's Day with Sweetie around? I sincerely believe so. Cos none's company is comparable to Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time flies and its approaching a new year again. Hope that everything is well for this upcoming year. Really! I guess that life for me haven't been that smooth flowing for the past 5 years. Hope that the next 5 years will be a good one in order to compensate the downs for the last 5 years. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, 1 more week to the commencement of a new year and also the commencement of a new job. Hope that everything will be good and smooth, new job new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for personal life, I hope that Sweetie will be well soon. Love, care and concern for her will not much be any lesser and hope that within the upcoming year, our dreams can come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2572327568018549575?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2572327568018549575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2572327568018549575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2572327568018549575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2572327568018549575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-1761751714081996143</id><published>2010-02-09T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:19:29.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Night</title><content type='html'>I think Im suffering from Insomia today. Hmm, didnt drink much coffee, only a cup of it, made by mum. I didnt do much today, but travelled from Pasir Ris to Raffles Place and from Raffles Place back to Pasir Ris and cos my darn claims were rejected, I got to make a return trip back to Raffles Place to get it sorted. Argh~ But then, its ok cos I got to meet Sweetie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, think I better get some sleep, if not Wed will be spent sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Nite all, Good Nite Sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of you right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-1761751714081996143?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/1761751714081996143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=1761751714081996143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1761751714081996143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1761751714081996143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-night.html' title='Good Night'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-499859706365659692</id><published>2010-02-07T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:51:04.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While Waiting for Servicing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BLW_vQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Qhmb4E3eUXE/s1600-h/SDC12432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435775676155118450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BLW_vQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Qhmb4E3eUXE/s320/SDC12432.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;Im glad that I have my lappie with me, if not...I dunno what to do, except to keep drinking coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BKjZdV6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/-XukE1y8WfE/s1600-h/SDC12431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435775662304352162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BKjZdV6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/-XukE1y8WfE/s320/SDC12431.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BKKYkmNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vwe-XZF4eOQ/s1600-h/SDC12430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435775655589746898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BKKYkmNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vwe-XZF4eOQ/s320/SDC12430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-499859706365659692?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/499859706365659692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=499859706365659692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/499859706365659692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/499859706365659692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/02/while-waiting-for-servicing.html' title='While Waiting for Servicing...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/S2_BLW_vQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Qhmb4E3eUXE/s72-c/SDC12432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-8431504914981546578</id><published>2010-02-04T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:41:24.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing 20k Servicing</title><content type='html'>Well, 20k servicing is a killer. I have just checked with the staff and its around 250. Sigh~ The running cost of a vehicle is really indeed high, and well, perhaps thats why I cant anyhow spend and got to be trift at times too. We have got to be discipline on spending as many often always comment, we can dun eat, but the car still got to drink. lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the other side of the coin, the car really have brought great convenience as well. Without it, there are definitely many places that we cant go or rather, have to just stick to shopping malls, which can really be boring. Well, give and take. 4 more months will be whitey's 2 year old and its time to renew her insurance again. Another cost. lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, whitey aside, its my Sweetie. She seems pretty stressed this week over her monthly closing. Well, urged her to take things slower so that her health will not be compromised. Thats life in commercial. Sweetie, Ai Zai kiez. Hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, time flies. 1 more week to CNY and well, its also time to the commencement of my new work. Hope that it will be great and Im looking forward. Im looking forward to all aspects of the future. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is normal, enjoying the company of my Sweetheart and hope that she will get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining now, actually I have still a few errands to run...Hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-8431504914981546578?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/8431504914981546578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=8431504914981546578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8431504914981546578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8431504914981546578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/02/doing-20k-servicing.html' title='Doing 20k Servicing'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-7171587589537080613</id><published>2010-01-26T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:00:37.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Break Begins.</title><content type='html'>Well, its the period of time that Im clearing my leaves. Hmm, kinda crave for a short holiday before embarking on new job. But remembered that time Sweetie also didnt have the luxury. Well, perhaps I shouldnt too??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7171587589537080613?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7171587589537080613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7171587589537080613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7171587589537080613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7171587589537080613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-break-begins.html' title='Short Break Begins.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4985320462640196284</id><published>2010-01-25T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:32:11.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S13VXbyabrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x3TWm6K7EOQ/s1600-h/SDC12244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430731324251598514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/S13VXbyabrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x3TWm6K7EOQ/s320/SDC12244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Sweetheart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4985320462640196284?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4985320462640196284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4985320462640196284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4985320462640196284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4985320462640196284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-us.html' title='This Is Us'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/S13VXbyabrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x3TWm6K7EOQ/s72-c/SDC12244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-7010381947842952321</id><published>2010-01-18T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:37:18.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going into 2010</title><content type='html'>Well, I will like 2010 to be a good year for me. A good career, loving family and my Sweetheart as well. If everything sails, life is close to perfection. Perhaps, its coming close to perfection soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the aspect of career, I will be moving into something new and really hope that it will be so much better than what Im doing. I guess it can only be better. As for current place, 2.5 years of memories (though not alot) but Im have made close colleagues and good frens at workplace too. Well, especially my lunch Uncles and Aunties, a few of my batch uni-mates, Tax Andy, Taskforce members...Throughout entire 2.5 years, I have shifted from 28th to 17th due to renovation, and from 17th back to 28th and from 28th up to 29th. Well, at least would have changed seats like 5 times. Hmm, seeing people come and go...well, mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: I Love Sweetheart. Always like to teng her. Hmm, guess that there are many pretty memories of us and spending times together on special occasions and festive seasons and our blading sessions. =) I love to sing to sweetheart. Hug* Well, perhaps its fate. At times, we do share a couple of similarities in many different aspects of life and our families as well. Im pretty amazed at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let 2010 be a good year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7010381947842952321?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7010381947842952321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7010381947842952321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7010381947842952321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7010381947842952321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-into-2010.html' title='Going into 2010'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5846405727090848127</id><published>2010-01-12T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:54:01.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Mid Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>Time flies, and we are journeying into the Mid Jan of 2010. Somehow, I still felt life lingers in 2009 and uncustomed to the leap into 2010. Hopefully, things will be great for me in 2010, which people seemingly claim that piglets will be relatively good in 2010 and furthermore, I chanced upon my horoscope prediction and it seems quite good. Shall be positive and keep fingers crossed. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work: Still the same, nothing changes, but next week might be required to assist this new VP. Hmm, hope its not true cos he totally do not understand what the people are doing at the bottom, but merely looking at things from the bird's eye view and claims that this can be done, when in fact, its not as easy as it seems. At times, many people cant seem to put themselves in other shoes, thats when they start to make life complicated and harder for the other folks. Well, its just work at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan seems to be relatively monotonous. Nothing much to look forward to, no holidays, no public holidays, no festives. Maybe the only thing that make me look forward to a little will be Ah Mei's concert at monthend. 27 Years of living, this will be my first celebrity concert. Lets see what is Ah Mei's standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for time to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Zzz Monster attacking me I guess, I shall go and nua on bed and let zzz monster attack me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night Sweetheart, Good Night Family, Good Night Frens.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5846405727090848127?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5846405727090848127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5846405727090848127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5846405727090848127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5846405727090848127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2010/01/into-mid-jan-2010.html' title='Into Mid Jan 2010'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-807845315103156905</id><published>2009-12-31T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:26:17.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2010?</title><content type='html'>Seems like it has been some time since I last posted on my page. Well, time flies and its New Year again. Looking back, what have we achieved?...Have we asked ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I guess there are many things in 2009, ups and downs. Well, whats most important, is to look forward to 2010 and I believe that it will definitely be a better year then 2009. Im hoping for many things to happen, and a couple of wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, ooo, my sweetie's birthday just passed and Im wishing her best of everything as well, be it health, career, family...hmm...I guess so far things should be going well for her.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-807845315103156905?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/807845315103156905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=807845315103156905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/807845315103156905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/807845315103156905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-2010.html' title='New Year 2010?'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2442773381844046</id><published>2009-11-23T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:15:43.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone...</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time, since Im trully concern and wanna care for that someone. Its none other then my Sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has been a good weekend getaway with my family and her. Though its short, but I guessed that everyone enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its then today that she went to see a doctor cos shes not well. It is only then when I felt the importance of her and that her health matters to me as well. Im worried if her medical condition worsen, that had resulted her in her tiriness and lower immunity. But Im sure she will get well soon with all the optimistism. Im confident that I will bring her to the route of recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes really such a sweetheart to me as well. No specified reasons. I just love her. Everytime she does a cute wink to me, my entire heart shrunk and thats like the antidote to the entire day of shaggness, stress or whatever shit that the day got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her everyday and never did I expect myself to miss someone that much till she stepped into my circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that she will recover soon, cos there are so much activites and places that we have to visit together. Im sure my crappiness, jokes will bring her health as well and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in love with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2442773381844046?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2442773381844046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2442773381844046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2442773381844046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2442773381844046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/11/someone.html' title='Someone...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3027081619927113034</id><published>2009-11-16T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:54:09.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perhaps its just a misunderstanding. I wun brood so much over it, just want to forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a small misunderstanding that I should just laugh over it. I understood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3027081619927113034?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3027081619927113034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3027081619927113034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3027081619927113034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3027081619927113034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/11/perhaps-its-just-misunderstanding.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-7745386875112594150</id><published>2009-11-03T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:42:00.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Like This Song...The Tempo...</title><content type='html'>Zee Avi - Bitter Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun rays come down&lt;br /&gt;as seen when they hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;children spinning around&lt;br /&gt;tilthey fall down down down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wait for you&lt;br /&gt;its been two hours now&lt;br /&gt;and youre still somewhere in town&lt;br /&gt;your dinners getting cold&lt;br /&gt;i rest my case&lt;br /&gt;you are always this late&lt;br /&gt;and you know how much i hatewaiting around, round, round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitter heart, bitter heart&lt;br /&gt;tries to keep it all inside&lt;br /&gt;bitter heart, bitter heart&lt;br /&gt;shadows will help you try to hide&lt;br /&gt;bitter heart my bitter heart&lt;br /&gt;is getting just a little fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitter heart, bitter heart&lt;br /&gt;of mine&lt;br /&gt;and then you come&lt;br /&gt;and tell me the same reason&lt;br /&gt;that you did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;so tell me whats her name&lt;br /&gt;du du du du ～～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7745386875112594150?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7745386875112594150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7745386875112594150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7745386875112594150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7745386875112594150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-like-this-songthe-tempo.html' title='I Think I Like This Song...The Tempo...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-186162196542495249</id><published>2009-10-22T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:44:39.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>Many things happened without a reason. I agreed. Things have changed tremendously and Im happy that someone is here to appreciate my jokes, craps, lames and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its natural and there are so many similarities between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just comfortable sharing things with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I would really have to believe in fate that brings 2 persons together, especially when 2 persons whom are looking at the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A contented smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the heart rule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-186162196542495249?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/186162196542495249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=186162196542495249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/186162196542495249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/186162196542495249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/10/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4309431348126562630</id><published>2009-10-07T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:43:45.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Not Meant To Be Yours...Will Not Be Yours...</title><content type='html'>I think this is relatively true. Whats not meant to be yours, eventually will not be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows life? Well, its month-end as usual. A month whizz by, one after another. Nothing has changed and its still the same. Im still the old me and so are the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I foolish at times? I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometimes its really not worth being nice. It just make yourself more tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, really wish that perhaps a short term secondment to somewhere further from here maybe a good thing afterall. At least, you should be able to tell then, who really cherish you, who really appreciates your presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4309431348126562630?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4309431348126562630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4309431348126562630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4309431348126562630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4309431348126562630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-not-meant-to-be-yourswill-not-be.html' title='Whats Not Meant To Be Yours...Will Not Be Yours...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4849490303074781652</id><published>2009-10-03T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:20:48.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Filled Day.</title><content type='html'>Well, would say that today is ful-filled to the brim. Just back at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;Well, some thoughts went pass my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Am I a passer-by? Well, its a long time. I will be happy as well if things went well for them.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I will carry on, as usual, with my life. Work, Frens, Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I have had a good dream, if its a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4849490303074781652?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4849490303074781652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4849490303074781652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4849490303074781652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4849490303074781652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-filled-day.html' title='What a Filled Day.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3681447207564649069</id><published>2009-10-01T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:24:15.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Near Yet So Far. So Strange Yet So Familiar.</title><content type='html'>So whats this all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno too. It just came into my mind naturally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3681447207564649069?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3681447207564649069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3681447207564649069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3681447207564649069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3681447207564649069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-near-yet-so-far-so-strange-yet-so.html' title='So Near Yet So Far. So Strange Yet So Familiar.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5723615951686092536</id><published>2009-09-30T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:34:00.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Extract from SK....</title><content type='html'>Seemingly interesting to be pen it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5723615951686092536?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5723615951686092536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5723615951686092536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5723615951686092536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5723615951686092536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/09/extract-from-sk.html' title='An Extract from SK....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3648495892113634248</id><published>2009-09-29T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:37:42.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Block Leave</title><content type='html'>I felt blocked, though its the end of my block leave. Terrible, its just like school reopening and the uncertainty on whats awaiting me. Perhaps someone had since gotten my seat and Im only back to do clearance tomorrow? lOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see how things go tomorrow. As usual, I should be buying in a cuppa and a toast, and clearing my mails. I supposed that my mailbox is not filled as of now since I have no one to cover what Im doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets have a little faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3648495892113634248?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3648495892113634248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3648495892113634248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3648495892113634248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3648495892113634248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-block-leave.html' title='End of Block Leave'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4717376098846500387</id><published>2009-09-29T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:29:18.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps, Im just a Train, That Had Passed By the Empty Station...</title><content type='html'>I guess thats what I felt. "A Train, that had just passed by an empty station"&lt;br /&gt;Felt sad, having the exact feelings 4 years ago. A good 4 years and things are returning.&lt;br /&gt;Well, things may not be exactly that bad, but well, I kept reminding myself not to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;"Someone" knew whats this about, and that "Someone" is my inner self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4717376098846500387?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4717376098846500387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4717376098846500387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4717376098846500387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4717376098846500387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/09/perhaps-im-just-train-that-had-passed.html' title='Perhaps, Im just a Train, That Had Passed By the Empty Station...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3694877501902921175</id><published>2009-09-27T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:52:02.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly chanced upon this nice melody, which kept ringing in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3694877501902921175?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3694877501902921175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3694877501902921175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3694877501902921175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3694877501902921175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/09/suddenly-chanced-upon-this-nice-melody.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-8697874741558545711</id><published>2009-09-27T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:34:09.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Funfilled Weekend, Packed with Many Thoughts as Well.....</title><content type='html'>Well, Im officially on Compliance Leave from last Tue till coming Wed. But well, it seems not to be a very effective week since there are still many 'to-dos'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets do a mid-recall of what I have done for the entire 4 days of leaves?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I do really have short term memory, it takes me a while just to do a recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue - First day of Leave, went of a sumptous breakfast with Wei, Sis, Mum and our little Princess Chloe. Well, everything went slow. The entire afternoon was a slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed - Went to town with Sis, Wei and Chloe. Due to the irritating F1 race, so many road closures that forced us to detour back to Parkway Parade for shopping. As for the night, I went over to Tampines for a casual window shopping after dinner. Well, I got to look at things which I wanted and errands that I completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu - Brought Chloe and Mum for Brunch at Downtown East. Mee Siam and Taiwan Mee Sua was superb, though they are just some simple food. Hibernated the entire afternoon at home. This I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri - The most fun-packed day of the entire week. Early in the morning, I got hotcakes for my little princess at home. Well, lunch-time was a good 3 hours of Kboxing at Kallang Leisure Park with a fren. Well, it was good though it somehow brought back many old old memories for me. As in the afternoon, I bladed at East Coast Park for a good 2 hours. Well, but I guess the cup of bubble tea that I had after the blading session had made my blading effort a waste. lOl. Dinnering with Meng, YT and FR was a good one at Marche over in Vivo. Well, I would say that this is the most packed day of my entire few days block as I reached home, simply tired, but happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout these events, my mind didnt go into "hibernating" mode either. In instances, there are many flashbacks of pasts, images of present, and painted-scences of future. Poor Brain. At times, I didnt even know how to translate all these thoughts into words. Perhaps, it all boils down many a times to a simple word "Trust".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt history was repeating itself on me...Im wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-8697874741558545711?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/8697874741558545711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=8697874741558545711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8697874741558545711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8697874741558545711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/09/funfilled-weekend-packed-with-many.html' title='A Funfilled Weekend, Packed with Many Thoughts as Well.....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-9040834920425074750</id><published>2009-09-23T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:31:47.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue...</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been some time since I last blogged. It seemed just like a distant fren, who will laterally ask, "How are you lately?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im the same. Same old, crappy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies. Its like the last quarter of the year. Well, what to do. Thats life. Havent really had the luxury lately to blog since the last as most of the time, I am pretty busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a short break. This week is my block leave. A short break away from office. Its just that great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-9040834920425074750?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/9040834920425074750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=9040834920425074750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/9040834920425074750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/9040834920425074750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-overdue.html' title='Long Overdue...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2483804293426229299</id><published>2009-08-07T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:38:06.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Not An Anger Bag</title><content type='html'>Sigh. I think Im totally a crap to my JC Frens. I had always been organising gatherings and meetups for the JC clique, but what did I get in return. Nasty words and disappointing words from 1. Well, I think I really ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they are happy, they wun't even think who was the one who is always sending smses to all of them to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to do this rotten job anymore. I have a pride. Shall leave that in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a mini gathering yesterday and they initiated to go KL. Fine. Mr P asked me yesterday nite about the trip. I cant confirm, though I told him I dun feel like going to KL. I asked him about some details etc, when they going etc... I told thats a norm. Perhaps I should tell him that "Perhaps not KL?" and fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I got in return? He told me that Im wasting his time. Fxxx man. Common, do you tell this to your fren? Is this the right attitude? I really think I dun deserve this shit. Why are everyone really treating me like a bag to vent their anger? P, K's gf, come on, Im a human too and I do have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that he is rude in saying that when he ended our conversation in msn by just leaving the chatroom. I dun understand how he is able to do a frontline job with this kind of bloody attitude, even to his frens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I received an offline message as well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr P: ya no worries..&lt;br /&gt;Mr P: the rest didnt even bother to ask you... they even tell me not to try...&lt;br /&gt;Mr P: is that i thought we are friends so long liao..&lt;br /&gt;Mr P: i dont want to miss you out for our gatherings&lt;br /&gt;Mr P: looks like im really wrong in doing that&lt;br /&gt;Mr P: think i ask for it myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so what? I should thank him or what? I really dunno as well. Well, of course there are things holding me back as well, but thats too P&amp;amp;C to be shared. Its ok, God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps as long as we know what we are doing, and not sorry to anyone in anyways, I think thats the best consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, "I think I ask for it myself too for organising events and gatherings for this bunch of JC Frens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2483804293426229299?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2483804293426229299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2483804293426229299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2483804293426229299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2483804293426229299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-anger-bag.html' title='Im Not An Anger Bag'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-7448006170105409456</id><published>2009-08-03T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:43:23.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Ok, sometime since I last left something behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much happened, just that life is getting busier. Time flies and its Quarter Month again, which means the extra reports that I have to prepare. S***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst, theres an AVP who is leaving and I innocently was 'volunteered' to take over 3 of her existing appointments. Wat? Well, and all these appointments really took up a significant bit of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think Im not having career satisfaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7448006170105409456?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7448006170105409456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7448006170105409456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7448006170105409456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7448006170105409456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5403915875053823514</id><published>2009-08-02T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T07:12:27.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Yet Funny Story</title><content type='html'>Jay Leno went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date&lt;br /&gt;that a woman ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner described her worst first date experience. There was&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no question as to why her tale took the prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it was midwinter... snowing and quite cold...and the guy had&lt;br /&gt;taken her skiing in the mountains outside Salt Lake City , Utah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a day trip (no overnight). They were strangers, after all, and&lt;br /&gt;truly had never met before. The outing was fun, the skiing great, the&lt;br /&gt;coffee hot. The day was uneventful until they were headed home late that&lt;br /&gt;afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were driving back down the mountain, when she gradually began to&lt;br /&gt;realize that she should not have had that extra latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were about an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and, to top&lt;br /&gt;it off, they were in the middle of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her companion recognized her discomfort, and suggested she try to hold&lt;br /&gt;it, which she did for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a&lt;br /&gt;point where she told him that he had better stop and let her go beside&lt;br /&gt;the road, or it would be the front seat of his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her&lt;br /&gt;pants down and started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the deep snow she didn't have good footing, so she let her butt rest&lt;br /&gt;against the rear fender to steady herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and&lt;br /&gt;indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking. All she could&lt;br /&gt;think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;nature of the situation. Upon finishing however, she soon became aware&lt;br /&gt;of another sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks&lt;br /&gt;were firmly glued against the car's fender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of tongues frozen to poles immediately came to mind as she&lt;br /&gt;attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal. It was quickly&lt;br /&gt;apparent that she had a brand new problem due to the extreme cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humor of the moment, she&lt;br /&gt;answered he r date's concerns about 'what is taking so long' with a&lt;br /&gt;reply that indeed, she was 'freezing her butt off' and in need of some&lt;br /&gt;assistance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came around the car as she tried to cover her self with her sweater&lt;br /&gt;and then, as she looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out&lt;br /&gt;laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She too, got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose&lt;br /&gt;themselves, they assessed her dilemma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with&lt;br /&gt;a real problem. Both agreed it would take something hot to free her&lt;br /&gt;chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament in the first&lt;br /&gt;place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her&lt;br /&gt;free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as she looked the other way, her first-time date proceeded to unzip&lt;br /&gt;his pants and pee her bottom off the fender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the audience screamed in laughter, she took the Tonight Show prize&lt;br /&gt;hands down. Or perhaps that should be 'pants down.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Did you ever see the young man again?' asked Mr. Leno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I married him,' was the reply.&lt;br /&gt;'He's sitting right here next to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5403915875053823514?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5403915875053823514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5403915875053823514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5403915875053823514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5403915875053823514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-yet-funny-story.html' title='A Sweet Yet Funny Story'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5697587946938420320</id><published>2009-07-15T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:21:52.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Quote...</title><content type='html'>I had this funny yet Interesting Intern, whose like 10 years younger than me...&lt;br /&gt;Today, he shared with me something I thought that its pretty interesting, hence wanna post it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生只有那么短短的一次，所以一定要享受。。。就好像女孩子一样。。&lt;br /&gt;不可以错过一个。。 不然你就失去了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. What say u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5697587946938420320?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5697587946938420320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5697587946938420320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5697587946938420320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5697587946938420320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/07/interesting-quote.html' title='Interesting Quote...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5614153657583229573</id><published>2009-06-24T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:56:22.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Jun 09 - 1220am</title><content type='html'>Its the wee hours of Thursday, 25 Jun. Why aren't me asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dun know the answer myself. I felt awake; my mind was awake, but my body wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly missed some of the tracks from the long-shelfed Kenny G's Breathless sitting on my CD rack. I took out the dusty CD and played it on the 5.1 that I had for my birthday this year from my bros and sisters in hall. The pleasant tunes from the saxophone smoothes the entire soul. Well, its just a simple relaxation after dinner at 1100pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just glanced thru some nice photos of my frens on a recent trip. I envied. Just looking at those pictures made me wish Im there. But well, in life, theres many a times, we shant compare. Anyway, I really enjoyed those carefree and happy pictures posted by them. I hope mine will come soon, well, but things are not as easy on my side as I had little Chloe at home. I can afford to be sick or quarantined, but not her. Well, actually I intend to save as well, so didnt make any plans, so little Chloe, its not your fault as well. Ah Gu cant wait to give you a big huggy tomorrow moring before he leaves for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well, whats not yours, is not yours. Perhaps, thats something I grown to believe in. Well, what we have thought of or wished, might not turn out to be what we wanted. Our own confidence can be our own fall and lead to greater disappointments. Well, as the saying goes, Disappointments come with expectations. Im not too sure what this meant, till I grow up to understand this. Well, perhaps as someone who puts in effort to make things right, this can be a setback, or would I say, a little psychological wound that might recover over sometime when things are on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at times, its really nice to receive than to give. Perhaps, as what I have always told VC, how nice would it be, to just sit down at a coffee house and watch the day goes by. But unfortunately, not everyone has the luxury to do so, and well neither am I complaining. Im happy that my life is filled. Tiredness makes the brain does less work, cos its too tired to venture far, other than hoping that it gets some rest aka sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe that I ought to be treated more fairly. But not contradicting myself, nothing is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I have lesser and lesser grumbles after appreciating the vulnerability of life. Everything is fair. Everything is meant to be in the way it is, the family we are born in; the people we are with; the frens we have; the job we are in; our wealth; our health and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cherish and appreciate whatever we have, at this current moment. For those with your loved ones, right now, send a sms to her/him and tell her/him how much he/ she meant to you. For singles, you can always send an sms to your siblings/ mummy/ daddy in appreciation as well. Well, perhaps Im gonna to do that on my way to work tomorrow. Im sure Im gonna get killed by smsing them at 1250am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the 10th time Track 15 of Kenny G's Breatheless has been looping on the player. I guess its also time for me to tug in, perhaps with Track 15 looping till the first ray of sun shines into my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care all and have a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5614153657583229573?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5614153657583229573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5614153657583229573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5614153657583229573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5614153657583229573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/06/25-jun-09-1220am.html' title='25 Jun 09 - 1220am'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4632590982786025431</id><published>2009-06-14T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T09:58:50.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh New Week</title><content type='html'>Time flies, another week whizzes past and its a brand new week.&lt;br /&gt;The clock reads 1250am, Monday, 15 Jun 09. Half the year is over, issnt that real fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a good weekend, though I didnt manage to catch the show I wanted to catch, and I think, its going off the screens soon. =( Well Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening was good. Managed to catch up with SF after quite some time. Its a nice catchup sessions. Perhaps as we grow older, I kinda appreciate the people around me and such simple catchup sessions after a long and tired day at work. Though it may be just a coffee in a run down coffeeshop; thats good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was pretty slow and as usual, the weekly catchup, maintenance and washing of Fred's Jetta and Whitey in the morning. Darn, it rained and we quickly dashed for shelter to save the morning effort. Terrible and unpredictable weather it seems. As for the afternoon, accompanied dad to Ubi to check out the Avante's pricing. Hmm, seems like his ageing ride is giving him some problem...Saturday's evening was fruitful as we celebrated Ah Tong's Birthday. Well, its really ages since I went Orchard. Its different and many things have changed. I think I should spend an entire afternoon shopping there one day. Perhaps this Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was fruitful, though tired. Kicked off from an sms from HJ to ask me if I wanna go Autobacs. Well, I went and led her there since shes not too sure of the way. Well, she got her white cashcard cover and I got my additional SABELT for the back belts. Happy! Cos I had been waiting for it for so long and finally. Its complete. Well, went back to work after that, as usual to clear some outstanding shits. Ooo, late afternoon, had a really good talk with this aunty at Orient Credit at Tai Keng. Will talk more on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I continue my Sunday's details on another day? Im abit tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night to you. Sweet Dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4632590982786025431?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4632590982786025431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4632590982786025431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4632590982786025431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4632590982786025431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-new-week.html' title='A Fresh New Week'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-7835045451635762679</id><published>2009-06-11T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:54:12.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sengkeat...</title><content type='html'>Sengkeat made his flight back to HongKong. Hmm, guess he is as bored there as well, having to live on his own and make his own meals everything. But I guess, he is a strong guy and Im sure this is peanuts to him. Well, thanks to the cyber world, we are still talking to each other almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Cyber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the God and Goddess for giving me a nice family and some nice friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired that I wanna go bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 12am, theres a rare thingy for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7835045451635762679?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7835045451635762679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7835045451635762679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5597100709077118768</id><published>2009-05-31T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:04:01.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes...</title><content type='html'>Well, I would like to thank all those folks, whom had sent their wishes to me....&lt;br /&gt;Im quite sure this will be a good year for me, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside, why am I not sleeping, though Im pretty tired...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a tough fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7116704924682803267.post-5264520054079774653</id><published>2009-05-26T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:21:40.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im tired, and I shall go sleep....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5264520054079774653?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5264520054079774653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5264520054079774653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5264520054079774653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5264520054079774653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-tired-and-i-shall-go-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-5807987585997349103</id><published>2009-05-25T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:39:40.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think your nick runs well after mine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5807987585997349103?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5807987585997349103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5807987585997349103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5807987585997349103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5807987585997349103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-your-nick-runs-well-after-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-1541279343689631608</id><published>2009-05-25T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:22:42.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon, No No, Its Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I really have no idea that today is Monday, or rather, now that its 1.17am, its actually Tuesday. Perhaps I have worked over the weekends, hence giving myself a feeling that everyday seems like a working day. Well, Im still working on the darn report and I target to finish it by Wed so that I can at least enjoy my weekends this week. Well, before its month-end again and next week, its the first week of Jun and whats confirmed is..Burnt Weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, perhaps when we start to take things positively, things and issues are less harsh. Well, hope thats a comforting way of looking at things. Haha, well, as usual, we, humans seldom practise what we preached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, something interesting to share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have u ever missed someone and felt terrible because u think tat he/she doesn't miss u?&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone is a terrible but at the same time, sweet feeling.&lt;br /&gt;U will be sitting around wondering if u meant anything to him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking if he/she ever cares about u.&lt;br /&gt;Rushing to the phone once it rings hoping that it's him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Looking out of the window hoping that he/she will surprise u by appearing downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in front of the television but thinking of her missing the final episode of your favourite show.&lt;br /&gt;Laying on your bed, thinking of the last time u wen out together.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how nice it will be to sit under the stars again, talking about everything, your dreams, plans, future.&lt;br /&gt;Logging on to the internet hoping to see him/her online.&lt;br /&gt;When u realise that he/she isn't online and did not return your page, u will start worrying if he/she is okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Missing someone is a way of growing up i guess. It exposes u to loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;It teaches u how to cope with being lonely and let u know that there is actually a feeling known as emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels good to miss someone.&lt;br /&gt;U know that u really care and u indulge in the feeling of loving/caring for him/her.&lt;br /&gt;But missing someone and not knowing if he/she is feeling the same is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;U feel as if u are being left alone.&lt;br /&gt;So if u miss someone, tell him/her and let them know.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, ask if they miss u.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the feeling of missing someone become jealousy or paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;If u are the one being missed and u know it, let the other party know. if u miss him/her too, tell them.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, issnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-1541279343689631608?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/1541279343689631608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=1541279343689631608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1541279343689631608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1541279343689631608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/mon-no-no-its-tuesday.html' title='Mon, No No, Its Tuesday...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-6290873690564401479</id><published>2009-05-21T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:18:36.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just wanna tuck right under my blanket, and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, I miss whitey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6290873690564401479?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6290873690564401479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6290873690564401479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6290873690564401479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6290873690564401479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-wanna-tuck-right-under-my-blanket.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3511374287382148660</id><published>2009-05-21T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:17:30.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Well, just back home a while. I guess nowadays, Im spending more and more time in office, rather than anywhere else. Hmm, what to do, Im having a big load of things and Risk Report deadline is nearing and I still cant tie for a few business lines for this quarter. Well, vexed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from work, is nothing but I guess still boils down to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im always the clown to my frens too, perhaps making others laugh, though I might look silly but well, making others happy is something nice I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, just getting more and more vex recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall give an excuse....its due to Work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3511374287382148660?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3511374287382148660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3511374287382148660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3511374287382148660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3511374287382148660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2891714300896596176</id><published>2009-05-14T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:06:55.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 May...</title><content type='html'>2 more weeks to dead line for the Risk Report...Can I manage to finish on time? Well, I guess another Sunday will be burnt. Whats new? I felt lost now not working on Sundays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its always nice to share with someone on that little of your life. Or, in other way, know that little of someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Im tired. Shall go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News is that I heard that Boss will not be at work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Party Time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2891714300896596176?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2891714300896596176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2891714300896596176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2891714300896596176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2891714300896596176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-may.html' title='15 May...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3474020261577954101</id><published>2009-05-09T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:36:47.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies...</title><content type='html'>Well, time flies. Seems like this is always what Im grumbling about. Think of it, Whitey is turning 1 year old soon, shall I hold a birthday celebration for it?...lol... Well, I always keep it clean, at least once a week, or if Im too busy, fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month, many things are due. Insurance, Road Tax, 10k Servicing. Wah!, think about it, really many many things. Well, but thoughout this 1 year, it has brought to me many convenience and as well, companionship. I feel happy cleaning Whitey and ensuring that its clean inside and outside as well. Well, you can say Im fussy, but I just want it to be clean; as clean as its White-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Whitey, I cant give you a set of new "shoes" and bigger ones, though I thought I could. Well, times are bad and I do not have bonus this year. So bear with it. Anyway, the current fours are still working and lets not waste it till it looses its grip kiez. Im sure you will look nicer with bigger shoes, though currently you look weaker when I put you side by side with Fred's Jetta.&lt;br /&gt;And now that he lowered, haha, Im sure you arent as fierce as Freddy's pet, but Im sure you are a tame one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that this year, I could only give you a set of films from Tint Master? Let me think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SgXXBchyMmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hys5GBIR5hw/s1600-h/SDC11400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333905753527956066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SgXXBchyMmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hys5GBIR5hw/s320/SDC11400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3474020261577954101?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3474020261577954101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3474020261577954101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3474020261577954101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3474020261577954101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SgXXBchyMmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hys5GBIR5hw/s72-c/SDC11400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-3589824097314544157</id><published>2009-05-04T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:05:25.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tue, 5 May 09</title><content type='html'>12.03am. Hmmm, since some time, I havent felt lost, staring at the blank screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3589824097314544157?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3589824097314544157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3589824097314544157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3589824097314544157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3589824097314544157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/tue-5-may-09.html' title='Tue, 5 May 09'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4529532220297170125</id><published>2009-05-01T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:26:22.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st of May - Labour Day</title><content type='html'>Hmm, time flies. Well, do I always start with this phrase? But indeed it does. Its May and almost half of the year has gone. Whats awaiting at the 2nd half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's day is coming in 2 weeks time, but as we do not want to squeeze with the crowds, we decided to celebrate earlier. Today, we had lunch at Hotel Royal. Hmm, it was pretty nice and suits my mum's appetite of course. She loves to eat buffets and enjoys the variety of local food, though she doesnt really eat alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, lately, I can see the sudden increase in the amount of white hair on her. Hmm, perhaps after she has taken the responsibility to look after Baby Chloe, and got to sacrifice her sleep on and off just to wake up when Chloe cries. Hmm, its really not easy. Many times, in the wee hours, I was woken up by Chloe's cries, and I would see that Mum got to dragged herself up and make milk for Chloe, say 1am, 4am, 6am that kind of timings?....Its really not easy. I will try to wake up and carry Chloe, so that Mum can make her the milk with greater ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, Chloe does understand as well. I would talk to her and ask her to be patient while ah ma is making her milk. She seems to quieten after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I can feel that Mum is happy looking after Chloe as well. She loves her alot too, just like the way she loves us. Chloe is fortunate to have a granny who quits her job just to look after her. Well, my mum just seems to have her ways with Chloe. My sis should also be glad that my mum dotes her and Chloe alot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for work, its month-end again, which means peak again, and also the outstanding project. Sun got to work again, but somehow Im kinda used to working on Suns. I felt lost at times when I didnt go back to work on Suns. I guess that this is not something good? lOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok lah. Just gonna make my life more fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4529532220297170125?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4529532220297170125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4529532220297170125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4529532220297170125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4529532220297170125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-of-may-labour-day.html' title='1st of May - Labour Day'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3207535806324155650</id><published>2009-04-18T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:36:21.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, 19 Apr Aftermath =)</title><content type='html'>Hmm, ok. Time seems really fast and its like end of Apr and soon, we will be hitting May. 2.30am, I think I really lacked sleep and maybe that explains my restlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini gathering with some of my colleagues for dinner and talk cock session. Well, its simple and good, less the bad and humid weather thats keep making us so uncomfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I think I will be back in office again to clear some of the remaining UAT issues and darn, its really alot of things and Im held back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, Im really frustratated with the darn project. But than, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, work aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some P&amp;amp;C stuffs, which Im not supposed to post. Generally, life is like that. We dun get what we want; and often, we get what we dun want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no perfect world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3207535806324155650?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3207535806324155650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3207535806324155650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3207535806324155650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3207535806324155650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-19-apr-aftermath.html' title='Saturday, 19 Apr Aftermath =)'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-695062422342175740</id><published>2009-03-09T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:22:35.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Chloe.</title><content type='html'>Well, today took urgent leave in the afternoon to see how Chloe is. She had a fall. Poor Thing.&lt;br /&gt;Guess she had hurt the little small nose of her. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im sick. Perhaps I had caught the rain while I was rushing to see her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave it on, the battle in the week still continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User Acceptance Tests, entire craps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-695062422342175740?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/695062422342175740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=695062422342175740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/695062422342175740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/695062422342175740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/03/poor-chloe.html' title='Poor Chloe.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2871487180166312441</id><published>2009-03-09T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:16:18.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hmm, long time since I last blogged. Perhaps, life has been so hectic for e past month that didn't leave me some time to blog, or issit that I am too tired to pen down some messages. Well and have been wanting to write something as a result, better dun waste time as I am writing away now on the train to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today mark the start of the monthly peak. Well, but I guess in terms of hours wise, we are slightly better than audit, in a way that we leave office at 10 plus if its peak. What to do, times are bad and employers are the king now. Well, I guess this month should be better than last when I spent almost everyday OTing. Hmm, not mentioning all the Feb Suns were spent in office at least, trying to recon a quarter report. Well, Im so stressed rather than sad that my weekend is burnt. I just wanted to get the report done and get it off my chest. Sigh, due to the turnover, we are made to do some reports which are done by our AVPs previously.  I would that admit that our experience is not that fruitful to enable us to look at things fast enough. Well, not too sure if I had done correctly as well, at here, none review our work, so its independence. Ooo, I had spent 3 days last week attending a course at SMU. I would say that its great being in campus and see all the young people around. Well, at least so much better than back in office whereby 2 years ago, Im the youngest guy here. Today, I think so far Im still the youngest rookie around. Ok, wishing my audit frens to hang on as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lengthy para on work, now is the miscellaneous. Hmmm, what's under this section. Hmm, ok, I am having Chloe's company everyday after work. Well, she can be a nice little princess but than, a naughty one as well when she doesn't want to go to bed. But still, shes my lovely niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for leisure, I couldn't recall much, less the times I met up with frens for cuppa and Sat dinners. Its been a long time since I caught up with frens in weekdays which I used to previously. Perhaps, just do not  have the luxury now as well. We work 6 days a week, just for a day of rest and relaxation. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Mar, time flies when chinese new year celebrations seems yesterday. Its a quarter of the year. Well, guess most of us really hope that the market will improve gradually as it has impacted us more or less in a way or another. Well, so what had resulted in all this nonsenses happening. Well, its all man with their deeds. People started to weigh their needs and wants in this shaky circumstances. Well, we wouldn't know when our names may be on the chopping board too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2871487180166312441?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2871487180166312441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2871487180166312441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2871487180166312441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2871487180166312441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-updates.html' title='Some Updates...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3926378084735314215</id><published>2009-01-11T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T06:29:07.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more Hot Hatches...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWoB-jBueCI/AAAAAAAAANw/YzksvA9futo/s1600-h/wrx.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290042886366066722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWoB-jBueCI/AAAAAAAAANw/YzksvA9futo/s320/wrx.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issnt this a cool babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWoB-m_rFJI/AAAAAAAAANo/aQBVxCL4c9I/s1600-h/bmw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290042887431197842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWoB-m_rFJI/AAAAAAAAANo/aQBVxCL4c9I/s320/bmw.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;Well, this is slightly more expensive, the BMW 1 Series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3926378084735314215?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3926378084735314215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3926378084735314215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3926378084735314215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3926378084735314215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Some more Hot Hatches...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWoB-jBueCI/AAAAAAAAANw/YzksvA9futo/s72-c/wrx.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-5582184860887621079</id><published>2009-01-04T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:12:47.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gal whom always made me smile....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs5ok4xEI/AAAAAAAAANg/x2ehEULEaFE/s1600-h/chloe+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287486437421794370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs5ok4xEI/AAAAAAAAANg/x2ehEULEaFE/s320/chloe+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs5DJoJrI/AAAAAAAAANY/9dDeYEKC02k/s1600-h/chloe+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287486427375347378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs5DJoJrI/AAAAAAAAANY/9dDeYEKC02k/s320/chloe+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs47nXVwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jh5yrM3YU3w/s1600-h/chloe+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287486425352591106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs47nXVwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jh5yrM3YU3w/s320/chloe+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes none other than my sweetie niece, Chloe. Hmm, shes really a sweetie pie and Im gonna upload another of her very cute shot which was in my phone. Hmm, so innocent looking. Hmm, so who wanna know her? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5582184860887621079?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5582184860887621079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5582184860887621079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5582184860887621079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5582184860887621079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/01/gal-whom-always-made-me-smile.html' title='The gal whom always made me smile....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SWDs5ok4xEI/AAAAAAAAANg/x2ehEULEaFE/s72-c/chloe+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-7107764321330661183</id><published>2009-01-03T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:58:28.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of Work in 2009.</title><content type='html'>Well, its the 2nd day of 2009. Happy New Year to All. Hmm, theres work today and its lunch, but Im in office. &lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts to pen down.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Resolutions for 2009? Hope that it will be better than 2008 and I am aiming to achieve career satisfaction by at least the 2nd Quarter of 2009?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For health; Im hoping that I stay as healthy and maintain my gym regime weekly and increase the number of visits if I have the time. Weekdays definitely are really too tired after work and all I yearn for is dinner usually. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For Friendship; hope all my friends are happy as well. Oh, congratulations to 2 of my buddies; CBS and Eugene. Gambatte!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For Family; hope everyone is well at home and healthy. Little Chloe be good and all harms be away from her. Frankly, nowadays when shes not around, I do really miss her alot. Shes my Sis's sweetie pie and our central of attraction. Shes really so adorable and I cant wait to bring her out when shes older. Ok, mum is leaving her job to take care of Chloe. Hmm, not too sure if this is a wise move, but than; guess shes happy taking care of her grand-daughter and showering her with all her love and care.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, oh yah, Dad is also so fond of Chloe and he seems to be able to make Chloe laugh everytimes. (Im only successful, depending on Chloe's mood, haha)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lets all hope the year 2009 will be great for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7107764321330661183?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7107764321330661183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7107764321330661183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7107764321330661183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7107764321330661183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-work-in-2009.html' title='1st Day of Work in 2009.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2629800255292921923</id><published>2008-12-24T23:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:59:57.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my favourites hatches.</title><content type='html'>Here are some of my favourite hatches till date. Kel had his Sports exactly like the one at the bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2629800255292921923?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2629800255292921923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2629800255292921923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2629800255292921923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2629800255292921923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-of-my-favourites-hatches_24.html' title='Some of my favourites hatches.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-616266493382937829</id><published>2008-12-24T23:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:01:10.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86pvwxCI/AAAAAAAAANI/3kl22HjrSlU/s1600-h/rio+sports.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86pvwxCI/AAAAAAAAANI/3kl22HjrSlU/s320/rio+sports.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283633766171984930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86eGI8sI/AAAAAAAAANA/P1Y5kRZK-lE/s1600-h/golf+gti.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86eGI8sI/AAAAAAAAANA/P1Y5kRZK-lE/s320/golf+gti.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283633763044618946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86RQdbNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b82uDSCn1po/s1600-h/swift+sports.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86RQdbNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b82uDSCn1po/s320/swift+sports.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283633759598243026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-616266493382937829?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/616266493382937829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=616266493382937829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/616266493382937829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/616266493382937829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-of-my-favourites-hatches.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SVM86pvwxCI/AAAAAAAAANI/3kl22HjrSlU/s72-c/rio+sports.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-7097625689643273966</id><published>2008-12-24T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:56:04.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Its Christmas. Like to wish all a Merry Christmas, and well, also a Happy New Year since the year 2009 is just like a couple of days away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this Christmas for me is quite a quiet one. Well, I dun agree that this is a symptom of ageing. Haha, just that most of my frens are busy. Well, so what did I do on Xmas Eve? Its a simple one. Hmm, none knew what time will our bosses release us, but than, we could go at 3pm. Hmm, pay Weemeng a visit at SGH as his dad was hospitalised for cancer. Hmm, hope that he will recover soon. Life is too unpredictable. Went SGH with Emily, Sengkeat and Vivien. Hmm, I guess that Weemeng will be strong to have all this on this festive season. Cherish our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, following that, went back home for dinner with Mum and Dad and Sis and Little Chloe. Hmm, always wanted to play with her everytime I reach home. Shes really a sweetie pie. Went coffee with Thomas and prawning at about 11 plus and reached home at 3 plus. Knocked out man. Though our catch was not that pleasing, it was a simple and cooling catch at the farm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today is Christmas. Hmm, didnt plan anything much today since we are going over to aunt's place for dinner later. Hmm, oh, met up with Kel for washing session at my car park since its sheltered. His Swift Sports was a pretty babe with all the Arsenal accessories. Neat and tidy. But than, I found it quite expensive. Hmm, since I dun really go for performance. Hmm, for me, I guess I would doll up an ordinary Swift with the Sports accessories. ;) Hmmm, I borrowed his liquid wax to clean off some stains on my whitey on the roof top. It really works well. Guess I should keep one of such bottle in my boot. Washed whitey for the 2nd time this week perhaps due to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this week was really not a good week to work since its festive season. Hmm, guess they should just give us more breaks in Dec. Haha, wishful hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, time flies as well. Next week, Mr W is coming back Spore. Hmm, dunno, just thought that most probably he wun be able to adapt life back here after his 6 months in Houston whereby he had a car and a house to himself. Well, wake up, wake up, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a better 2009 and a good Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about all for now ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7097625689643273966?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7097625689643273966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7097625689643273966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7097625689643273966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7097625689643273966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3494283944978241998</id><published>2008-12-02T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:59:51.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month more to the end of 2008...</title><content type='html'>Hmm, a couple of weeks more mark the end of 2008. Well, time flies and looking back, I have been at work for 1.5 years exactly. Hmmm, well, at times, really misses school days whereby you call the shot. You are responsible for yourself, but at work, its different. No matter how shitty your day is, you have to still answer to your boss; your supervisors and take whatever shit that is along the way. Well, thats work. But than, somehow, at times, we just have to take work as a pinch of salt. Its not that you are not putting in effort, but than, life still goes on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, its 1am now, but still wide awake. Hmm, its the time of the month again, checking of the previous month accounts. Hmmm, but than, hope that this month, nothing unpleasant happens again. Im terribly sick and tired of errors happening to my portfolio. Well, perhaps I need better luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, havent tell you guys about my pretty niece. =) Shes just a sweet heart to all of us. Spending my night over today at my sis's place as my bro-in-law has to work overnight today, than, my mum suggested me to accompany my sis and tomorrow embark to work from here. Chloe is enjoying her sleep, but I also presumed that she will get up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats about all for now. Gonna get somethings done before going to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitez all, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3494283944978241998?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3494283944978241998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3494283944978241998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3494283944978241998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3494283944978241998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/12/month-more-to-end-of-2008.html' title='A month more to the end of 2008...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3614731910841579929</id><published>2008-11-03T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:11:35.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>明天以后 - Raymond &amp; Vincy</title><content type='html'>A nice and meaningful song. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:在你的记忆里面有一个我&lt;br /&gt;在你最痛苦的时候陪你度过&lt;br /&gt;难过过了天晴朗了我就走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;林:你拯救我的寂寞我的痛我的梦&lt;br /&gt;在你的面前我不必保留&lt;br /&gt;还来不及对你说&lt;br /&gt;迟到的我的心动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:你的好你的坏&lt;br /&gt;林:我的脾气你最懂&lt;br /&gt;泳:我不要你心疼我(林:我不要你离开我)&lt;br /&gt;合:明天的以后我们会懂&lt;br /&gt;失恋的挫折让人变更成熟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:我对你感觉胜过爱情&lt;br /&gt;林:因为有你给我勇气给我用不完的运气&lt;br /&gt;林:其实也想好好爱你&lt;br /&gt;泳:只怕到最后不小心让你伤心(林:我不怕会伤心)&lt;br /&gt;合:对不起我对你再好再亲密都不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;林:最后看你在别人怀里&lt;br /&gt;泳:有天我会找到我的唯一(林:我并不是你的唯一)&lt;br /&gt;合:还微笑祝福你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;林:你拯救我的寂寞我的痛我的梦&lt;br /&gt;在你的面前我不必保留&lt;br /&gt;泳:我从来没对你说&lt;br /&gt;压抑的我的心动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;林:我的好我的坏我的脾气你最懂&lt;br /&gt;泳:我不要你来心疼我&lt;br /&gt;合:明天的以后我们会懂&lt;br /&gt;失恋的挫折让人变更成熟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:我对你感觉胜过爱情&lt;br /&gt;林:因为有你给我勇气给我用不完的运气&lt;br /&gt;林:其实也想好好爱你&lt;br /&gt;泳:只怕到最后不小心让你伤心(林:我不怕会伤心)&lt;br /&gt;合:对不起我对你再好再亲密都不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;林:最后看你在别人怀里&lt;br /&gt;泳:有天我会找到我的唯一(林:我并不是你的唯一)&lt;br /&gt;合:还微笑祝福你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:爱情总让人折磨&lt;br /&gt;林:所以我们才选择&lt;br /&gt;合:做比情人更好的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泳:我对你感觉胜过爱情&lt;br /&gt;林:因为有你给我勇气给我用不完的运气&lt;br /&gt;林:其实也想好好爱你&lt;br /&gt;泳:只怕到最后不小心让你伤心(林:我不怕会伤心)&lt;br /&gt;合:对不起我对你再好再亲密都不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;林:最后看你在别人怀里&lt;br /&gt;泳:有天我会找到我的唯一(林:我并不是你的唯一)&lt;br /&gt;合:还微笑祝福你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3614731910841579929?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3614731910841579929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3614731910841579929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3614731910841579929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3614731910841579929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/11/raymond-vincy.html' title='明天以后 - Raymond &amp; Vincy'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4506149979053517068</id><published>2008-11-03T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:07:55.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_sh-sDuZ50&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_sh-sDuZ50&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4506149979053517068?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4506149979053517068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4506149979053517068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4506149979053517068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4506149979053517068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2926086538688556519</id><published>2008-10-31T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:54:15.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>Well, not too sure why, but really like liked to use the word "Well".&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it gives an answer, just like, "Wat to do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well, job is still like that. As normal...or rather, getting deeper into the shit in which we were treated like IT Specialists. Well. Wat to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I better start to do something more for my exams. Shit and darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a mixed day. Ups and down. Why?...Not sure and I think I do not want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr might need to pick Sis and Baby Chloe from the hospital. Hope Chloe is well. Uncle loves her. Pricks me a little too, to know Chloe is alone in the hospital. But than, she got good baby frens with her too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post seems dis-organised. Perhaps, its true. I am writing what come into my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2926086538688556519?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2926086538688556519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2926086538688556519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2926086538688556519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2926086538688556519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3834292352057337779</id><published>2008-10-27T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:30:43.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepavali...With Chloe.</title><content type='html'>Ok, today was Deepavali. But I didnt go out with frens. I spent the entire day at Mt Alvernia with Baby Chloe and Mum and the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Chloe is 2 day old. Many of our relatives visited her and well, she looks pretty much different from yesterday. Hahaha, people always says that babies change alot and this, I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite tiring, to spend the entire day at the hospital. Dad followed Uncle back home in the afternoon while I accompanied my mum with the rest till 8+. Quite tiring, though I didnt do anything much. hahah.. I even doze off at the lounge in the afternoon, and well, must be the rain in the afternoon as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at 8plus and sent one of the relative back. Hmmm, parked there since 11+ till 7+ and spent 11 dollars just on parking. But well, for Chloe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oooo..I bought Chloe her first Jian Mian Li...and I promised, lotsa to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While on my way to see her this morning, stopped by at White Sands and got her this biggggg Minnie Mouse Ballon. Well, its only today when I knew this kind of ballons arent cheap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXq1XZuGQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pzL4mBZfCRY/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261869942188153090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXq1XZuGQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pzL4mBZfCRY/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I happend to see this Ferrari Bucket Seat, which is red in colour with racing belts. Hmmm, very tempted to get for Chloe so that she can seat in style in my whitey. Think Wei definitely will wanna her to sit in style too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, my sis was brave too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3834292352057337779?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3834292352057337779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3834292352057337779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3834292352057337779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3834292352057337779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/deepavaliwith-chloe.html' title='Deepavali...With Chloe.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXq1XZuGQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pzL4mBZfCRY/s72-c/Image075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-6472933803076281825</id><published>2008-10-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:17:20.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beloved Niece will be a lucky girl...</title><content type='html'>Baby Chloe, my beloved niece sleeping soundly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnC3gHB5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pRVc5iHBKe0/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261865776096675730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnC3gHB5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pRVc5iHBKe0/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnEgZKQ3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/A3hcjGRIrr0/s1600-h/SDC10910.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm..well, this weekend was so fulfilling as we had another member added to our family. Its Baby Chloe, my beloved niece who arrived on Sun evening.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnEgZKQ3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/A3hcjGRIrr0/s1600-h/SDC10910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261865804253250418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnEgZKQ3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/A3hcjGRIrr0/s320/SDC10910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&lt;div&gt;I remembered, it was Sunday evening and I was having a soccer game with my cousins at Changi. I arrived there at about 5 plus. It was shortly later when I wanted to change my shoes; my mum called me to inform me that most prob, my sis will be delivering soon as shes in pain over in the hospital. I remembered, it was Sunday evening and I was having a soccer game with my cousins at Changi. I arrived there at about 5 plus. It was shortly later when I wanted to change my shoes; my mum called me to inform me that most prob, my sis will be delivering soon as shes in pain over in the hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I excused myself and immediately drove home and fetched mum and dad to the hospital. True indeed, it was minutes after we arrived that my sis gave birth to baby Chloe. Well. Shes the best present to all of us this weekend. Cant wait to see her in the dress that I bought for her. Will post it up soon. Well, shes the main attaction for all.&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;Mum preparing some food for sis...really experienced the greatest of mums...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnDWwADfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9OzPErg3eIY/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261865784484826610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnDWwADfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9OzPErg3eIY/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;&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;&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnDkbX-KI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vhetgw81V6E/s1600-h/Image085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261865788156410018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnDkbX-KI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vhetgw81V6E/s320/Image085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/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;Sis with gal gal in her arms..&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/7116704924682803267-6472933803076281825?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6472933803076281825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6472933803076281825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6472933803076281825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6472933803076281825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-beloved-niece-will-be-lucky-girl.html' title='My Beloved Niece will be a lucky girl...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SQXnC3gHB5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pRVc5iHBKe0/s72-c/Image072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-4242829614253673808</id><published>2008-10-19T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:28:28.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsung Race...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hmm, had a splendid eventful Saturday in which we embarked 2nd in the Samsung Race held in Vivocity. Hmm, initially, I signed up without having any expectations of being the lucky 28 teams out of the 600 applicants that are selected to participate in the race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I was only informed by the coordinator the day before of the event and my team was selected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, and previously, I signed Thomas up for the event with me without seeking for his consent as well, but I have confidence that he will agreed, and hence, went ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hit Vivo at 10am, though the race was in the afternooon at 3pm. We recce the entire place, drew maps and plans and some familiarisations. Haha. Well, I guess it paid off abit :) Though tired, but we had fun and was paid off. Thomas was confident that we would be among the top 5, though I told him that we might be in the top 10 but not top 5. Just proud that we did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Thomas "Wa, you know, this had been the most distance I covered in that short time for the past few months?..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We evitably jumped over ple here and there...and nearly stepped on their fingers on some occasions...phew~~ totally didnt care much about our image.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SPttpbVsSMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ezJxfeO60FE/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258917548365990082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SPttpbVsSMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ezJxfeO60FE/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us, clud in our FOC Comm jerseys. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4242829614253673808?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4242829614253673808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4242829614253673808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4242829614253673808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4242829614253673808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/samsung-race.html' title='Samsung Race...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SPttpbVsSMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ezJxfeO60FE/s72-c/Image106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-8019394796077898045</id><published>2008-10-13T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:53:36.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>忘词...</title><content type='html'>This is one of the nicest and very meaningful song...   &lt;br /&gt;Wanna post it here, to remind myself to start hymn-ing this song.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think its the 25th time it has been looping on my player for the last hour?.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯嗯 搭啦 我又 忘了&lt;br /&gt;我应该应该应该应该唱什麼 我应该应该应该应该怎麼作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯嗯 搭啦 想起来了&lt;br /&gt;我好像好像好像好像应该说  我好想好想好想好想对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你的面前我就变得很笨拙 就像是一个不断忘词的歌手&lt;br /&gt;我练习过 彩排过 这个时候 却又说不出口 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你 你的温柔感动了我 我 忍耐太久内伤太重&lt;br /&gt;在 这一秒我一定要说 就算失败 也不沉默&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你 你的温柔感动了我 我  忍耐太久内伤太重&lt;br /&gt;在 豁出去的那一秒钟 却又忘词 我噢噢噢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上一句好像是有关你的形容 下一句好像希望你能答应我&lt;br /&gt;我练习过 彩排过  这个时候 却又说不出口&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-8019394796077898045?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/8019394796077898045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=8019394796077898045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8019394796077898045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8019394796077898045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='忘词...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2076396146383114653</id><published>2008-10-04T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:20:11.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a busy weekend...</title><content type='html'>Well, this weekend was really packed like shit. Sat, well, its today and so fast its over.&lt;br /&gt;Went to work since morning till about 6.30 pm, hmm, rush off  for a dinner and movie "Mama-Mia". Hmm, at times, I like to pack myself with things, so that I wunt have time to slow down my pace. Oh, forgotten to mention that I met Mummy for lunch as well, at my office downstairs as she was passing by the area during lunch, hence I asked her if she wanted lunch. We had a fulfilling lunch at Soup Spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well as for the movie, its quite a lame show, but a crazy and funny one. Something that you can watch with your brain switched off. Thats good enough for me on a Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, which has since arrived. Its gonna be work as well and gonna end the day with a Bdae dinner for one of my hall mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so its work this weekend, no weekends for slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2.19am, I think I better catch some sleep before I kick off my Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Mixed-Up. At times, life can be simple and yet happy. Dont you agree?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2076396146383114653?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2076396146383114653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2076396146383114653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2076396146383114653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2076396146383114653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-busy-weekend.html' title='Its a busy weekend...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-990750488489771586</id><published>2008-10-03T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:20:43.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this World coming to...?</title><content type='html'>Im very tired, but than, I just want to get this off my chest. Its friday, and there is also work tomorrow, but than, this has to be unloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K asked me if I wanted coffee or hang out a while after work. Thomas and Cookie did come along as well. So we met at about 11 at Pasir Ris Park, this nice little cafe for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the session...K dropped me off.&lt;br /&gt;I came home, log in, went online.&lt;br /&gt;The gf, who was in India scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me they quarrelled.&lt;br /&gt;I asked why.&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;bcos of u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;WAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;he's a friends man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;for u..he can stay until so late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;wa lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;wat me again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;for me...he will juz tell me next day he need to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;everytime he need to work next day...11plus he tell me he tired wan to slp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;he juz dun understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u 2 need to communicate than..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunoo..its not the first time i got scolded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;well..i will leave him alone..anw..its him who did jio also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;issit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{shan} Day 12/91 in Incredible India..!! says:&lt;br /&gt;he say u jio him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;wat ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QingWen Gareth - ...well.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i wun jio him from now on..dun worri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, going coffee was a mutual thingy. Am I to be responsible for a couple's quarrel?&lt;br /&gt;Im washing my hands off. K, its not that I not reasonable. I had swallowed this twice already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time your gf also blamed me and I did unload it on Thomas as I cant tell you. If I had told you, wun't the matter be more complicated and you and your gf might quarrel again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its the 2nd time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Friends?... Im just confused that why I deserve this shit.&lt;br /&gt;K, seriously, I didnt want to tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, both have no access to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unloaded off my chest once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Life goes on =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-990750488489771586?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/990750488489771586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=990750488489771586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/990750488489771586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/990750488489771586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is-this-world-coming-to.html' title='What is this World coming to...?'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-6066995507312103017</id><published>2008-09-29T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:09:27.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"My family are on the Cover Page..."</title><content type='html'>Wei was featured on this Outdoors magazine. I have written an article about him on his road trip in Seattle. Isnt him cool in his Vitara? Hes the man ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD81TSBcHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lk99wMnlxgw/s1600-h/Outdoor+Mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251475158153130098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD81TSBcHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lk99wMnlxgw/s320/Outdoor+Mag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis and Bert were featured in this Feb edition of Trulove, a marriage magazine. Want to read their story? =) This is a sweet pic, dun you ple agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD81V1ONaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dRlhCwPN_8c/s1600-h/sis+and+bert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251475158837638562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD81V1ONaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dRlhCwPN_8c/s320/sis+and+bert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6066995507312103017?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6066995507312103017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6066995507312103017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6066995507312103017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6066995507312103017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-family-are-on-cover-page.html' title='&quot;My family are on the Cover Page...&quot;'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD81TSBcHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Lk99wMnlxgw/s72-c/Outdoor+Mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-2952139458715612812</id><published>2008-09-29T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:51:55.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Season?</title><content type='html'>Is this the wedding season?....For the past 2 weeks, I have attended 2 dinners back to back on both Sundays. This has left me as a poor man, but happy for both couples to have found their life-partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sun, was at Danny and Pauline's wedding dinner. Junwei was with me. Luckily he was at the same table with me; well, if not, I wouldnt have any one to talk to. A 50 table wedding at Rasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD4M8SDvzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ljud_GReYG8/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251470066737987378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD4M8SDvzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ljud_GReYG8/s320/Image070.jpg" width="261" 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;Oooo..this was at HL and JK's wedding dinner at Seletar. Its a smaller scale one. Seen here are Robin, Me and Kunz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD4M6LSA9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/NUeRwHOpIUc/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251470066172691410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD4M6LSA9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/NUeRwHOpIUc/s320/Image049.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2952139458715612812?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2952139458715612812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2952139458715612812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2952139458715612812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2952139458715612812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/wedding-season.html' title='Wedding Season?'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD4M8SDvzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ljud_GReYG8/s72-c/Image070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-1980408084612184778</id><published>2008-09-29T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:44:10.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Sukiyaki &amp; Paper Pot</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, since quite some time havent treated Mum and Dad again.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat, thought that since I do not have any dinner appointments, decided to bring Mum and Dad out for dinner. Was pondering between Seletar, Vivo or Suntec. Hmm, in the end, brought them to Suntec for a sumptous Japanese Sukiyaki and Paper Pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess during normal weekdays, they wouldnt have much chances to enjoy better food, so, tink weekends should have something better. We ordered 3 pots :) Doesnt it look nice to have it on a rainy day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2w0Z_AAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CupWP0MtKmo/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251468484075782146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2w0Z_AAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CupWP0MtKmo/s320/Image040.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2xCBSJfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/r5H9CiNOETA/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251468487730275826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2xCBSJfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/r5H9CiNOETA/s320/Image041.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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2xVjUFgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JMEHq77hSaU/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251468492973282818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2xVjUFgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/JMEHq77hSaU/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-1980408084612184778?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/1980408084612184778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=1980408084612184778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1980408084612184778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1980408084612184778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/japanese-sukiyaki-paper-pot.html' title='Japanese Sukiyaki &amp; Paper Pot'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SOD2w0Z_AAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/CupWP0MtKmo/s72-c/Image040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-4021975008098612192</id><published>2008-09-12T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:08:35.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Saturday, 13 Sep...</title><content type='html'>Woken up by my mum early this morning, at about 8.30am, when she came into my room, sat beside at my bed and talk to me. Thats what she will usually do on a Sat/ Sun morning, just a few mins chat. Perhaps, thats the time that she caught me, since occassionally, she will be asleep when Im back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, initially wanted to go breakie with her, but that she left with Dad without me. Perhaps she wanted me to laze a little while longer in bed.=) Oh, and she was telling me how good was Liu Ling Ling at the GeTai last night over at Loyang TPK. Hmm, actually, I quite like their songs as well and all the hokkien songs in 12 Lotus. Somehow, theres a favour to the songs. Well, you might say that I maybe low class, appreciating these songs; but than, these songs are much better than alot of the other chinese songs and well, most of them are also very sentimental ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well, some updates. Yesterday's dinner was a simple one with Sis and Bert at Barks. Well, we all like the place very much and its convenience and free-parking is always attracting us to go there on Fris, Sats or Suns for dinners. Its also not as crowded and hence good for Sis-Mummy-gonna be. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ok. Im excited as Im having my first niece next Month. October. Janell or Chloe, they havent decided, but Im sure she will be as sweet as her mummy, and as charismatic as her daddy, and perhaps, as funny and crappy as her Uncle Gareth, and also as attractive as her Uncle Garren. Lol. I will wanna bring her out on weekends, and well, cant wait. Guess she will be the upcoming gal in my life that I will shower my love. lol. That also applies to Uncle Garren lah, hes already stocking up alot of Carters from States to be brought back. Oh man, Janell/Chloe have tons of pretty and nice clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats installed tomorrow? HL's wedding dinner in the evening. Hmm, next week another wedding dinner, I cant imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4021975008098612192?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4021975008098612192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4021975008098612192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4021975008098612192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4021975008098612192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-saturday-13-sep.html' title='Its Saturday, 13 Sep...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-2818224246617761285</id><published>2008-09-08T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:08:52.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum and Dad won a hamper...</title><content type='html'>Wei, just to update you. A couple of weeks back, Mum and Dad went to attend a National Day's Dinner at one of the Grassroots' Leaders Event. (I dunno how and why they attended in the first place, lol) Hmm, "Heng, Heng", they got 2nd in the lucky draw at the dinner and walked home with this hamper. Well, this hamper is nothing much spectacular, but filled with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tao and Gracia were so happy to see food. Well, you should know kids and they started telling Mum to open it up as they wanted the food. Well, if got chance, get this Choco Pie by Lotte. Hmm, its nice and coincidently, this is also the snack that I used to buy for them. Its chocolate pie with a marshmallow embedded in it. Try it, if got chance. Oh, you can peek a boo into my room, slightly different, but well, its getting messy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVNCjJFyaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QqoNEoYuY10/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243682047331256738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVNCjJFyaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QqoNEoYuY10/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2818224246617761285?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2818224246617761285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2818224246617761285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2818224246617761285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2818224246617761285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/mum-and-dad-won-hamper.html' title='Mum and Dad won a hamper...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVNCjJFyaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QqoNEoYuY10/s72-c/Image042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-1228558848776827338</id><published>2008-09-08T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:03:30.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Thomas.</title><content type='html'>Ok, had this pic taken with Thomas. Hmmm, Im wondering have I really aged and I guess I did. Today in the lift, YL told me that the way I portrayed myself (I was in the lift; right hand holding onto my document bag and my left hand was carrying a cup of freshly brewed cuppa from Philip St; try to visualise). She was saying "Uncle, you dun look like a fresh grad; you looked like you have been here for some time." I smiled; wondering was it a good or bad comment. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and someone commented on this pic. "W, you look like Thomas's Prof!"&lt;br /&gt;Wat, we were borned on the same day, same month and in the same year.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe Im fatter, thats why looking older. No no, I should say, wiser and more matured. Lol. Deceiving.~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its Thomas who look younger.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, who cares. Right? Im still living as who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVLfpwHEYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qz3ptz0Q6Sc/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243680348298482050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVLfpwHEYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qz3ptz0Q6Sc/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-1228558848776827338?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/1228558848776827338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=1228558848776827338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1228558848776827338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1228558848776827338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-and-thomas.html' title='Me and Thomas.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVLfpwHEYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qz3ptz0Q6Sc/s72-c/Image046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-4287967977706447625</id><published>2008-09-08T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:56:44.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaddeus Foo.</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is Thaddeus, always thinking about his PSP. hahah, ok, he was exploring my hp camera feature and here are some candid pics of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei, these pics are for you, guess you havent seen him for some time....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVKxPGe5zI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lRd6hLUbv1s/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243679550870578994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVKxPGe5zI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lRd6hLUbv1s/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVKxISzNfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fdrbDhwTYaE/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243679549043193330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVKxISzNfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fdrbDhwTYaE/s320/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4287967977706447625?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4287967977706447625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4287967977706447625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4287967977706447625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4287967977706447625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/thaddeus-foo.html' title='Thaddeus Foo.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SMVKxPGe5zI/AAAAAAAAAIM/lRd6hLUbv1s/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-4474438796101804494</id><published>2008-09-03T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:18:58.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Ok, heres a short update of whats happening recently. Hmm, oh, Xb is leaving for UK for 3 years on this exchange program with PWC. Hmm, well, its prestigious though. Wishes her all the best and be strong over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this week is peak again. Well, time flies, and Im still stuck at my RWA report. Darn. Its getting irritating and I cant find the error hidden in the report. Its so pek chek. Had been working almost everyday on it, less other BAU stuffs and I would say, the entire last month was busy like hell. Well, almost every alternate days there are OT. But guess, thats what my boss like. I remembered him saying that he expect us to spend more time on work than anything. Hmm, better not pen too much sensitive information here, just in case one day he chanced upon it, guess I will be stationed in his office permanently than. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today knocked off at about 1030pm, Hmm, tried so hard getting a cab. Well, heard from the cabbie later on that there was a massive jam at the CTE and many people are calling up taxis in the raining weather. Well, these few days, it has been raining almost every day. Hmm, good or bad; good in a way that the weather is cooling and bad in many ways, such as makes people sleepy, bringing inconveniences to people and well, stops people from getting some outdoor sports. Thats bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Monday was on National Day off-in-lieu and the entire day just whizzes past. I woke up, having the intention to head to the gym, but well, by the time, it was too late and was going to have lunch with mum and sis at Q Hotel. The buffet was affordable and good, at least for people with low expectations of food, just like me. =) Well, dunno what happen to my fuel door and it refuses to open. On the way sending sis back, popped by the service centre to get it fixed. Some alighnment issue, FOC of course, if not, Im going to give them a hard one. :) (Well, Im not that unreasonable ok, if they can give me an excuse why I should pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, had a short walk-a-round at Compass Point with mum and sis and got myself a key bag. Hmm, its a nice one I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Oh, before I forget, would like to wish SF to have a good holiday as well. Im wishing for another one, but well, Im just wishing and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guess its time for bed again. A day past. So much things to do and so little time. Well, I still got to find it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4474438796101804494?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4474438796101804494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4474438796101804494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4474438796101804494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4474438796101804494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4986611920094639766</id><published>2008-08-26T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:19:07.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny...Are people that complex creatures that makes them so hard to understand?</title><content type='html'>Ok, a true life experience that I have encountered just a few mins ago...Hmm, there was this fren of mine, who was still in office, slogging. Hmm, than, x msn me, saying that x so xianz and pissed at work. Well, I can only tell x that its so late already, go back and rest, tmr than do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what x says; "you think so easy arh"...hmmm, abit dumb-founded, as I dunno what else I could say. Perhaps x thinks Im simple and dun understand what x is doing at all. Well, I have already tried my best, as a fren, consoling X and putting some good words to encourage x. Hmm, ok, I have tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being nice doesnt pay. Well, shant bother and go and get my sleep. It has already been many shitty days at work for this entire month, well frens, be appreciative that I didnt vent out any, though Im like swallowing. Today, for instance, I nearly wanted to tell my Sup that Im done with all this. Its not my cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow will be better. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4986611920094639766?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4986611920094639766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4986611920094639766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4986611920094639766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4986611920094639766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/funnyare-people-that-complex-creatures.html' title='Funny...Are people that complex creatures that makes them so hard to understand?'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-6860901723552724038</id><published>2008-08-21T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:07:57.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Nice Cars....</title><content type='html'>I think this couple is rich. There are 2 Beemers at my carpark, bearing the same number plate, 9449. Hmm..seems like the same family, the Husband drives the 5 Series and the wife, the 3 Series, but well, both of the cars are maroon. Hmm, maroon for Beemers are not that attractive, thats what I thought. I think I would like 2 Whites. Cool~ Well, this pair of couple Beemers reminded me of something. I remembered theres once, I would always dream about what I can drive and what I can afford for my 'future spouse' (if). Haha, thats funny. Wait till I post the combinations, you will laugh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0i6kQBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xkRRRzyCpl8/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237016567264591890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0i6kQBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xkRRRzyCpl8/s320/Image035.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;Think this pair of couple car seems nice as well. Though perhaps its just conincidence that these 2 cuteys parked together. Perhaps, this pair is much more affordable than the top pair. Not that bad afterall. Ok, I shall stick to this. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0uHdVvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jVPgQ_Ge9Fo/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237016570271454962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0uHdVvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jVPgQ_Ge9Fo/s320/Image039.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;"Ta- Dang" My Whitey, my pretty companion, partner. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0rDq3NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DiyJE-rBBPA/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237016569450257618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0rDq3NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DiyJE-rBBPA/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0uHdVvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jVPgQ_Ge9Fo/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0rDq3NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DiyJE-rBBPA/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6860901723552724038?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6860901723552724038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6860901723552724038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6860901723552724038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6860901723552724038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-nice-cars.html' title='Some Nice Cars....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2e0i6kQBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xkRRRzyCpl8/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-6988028091601221103</id><published>2008-08-21T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:54:15.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw my Whitey's Cousin....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh, I was travelling along Tampines Ave 7 when I bumped into my Whitey's Cousin...Well, the number was close as well...A sense of belonging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2dkq11GqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FBeGUoZaCmM/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237015195002673826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2dkq11GqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FBeGUoZaCmM/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6988028091601221103?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6988028091601221103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6988028091601221103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6988028091601221103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6988028091601221103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/saw-my-whiteys-cousin.html' title='Saw my Whitey&apos;s Cousin....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2dkq11GqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FBeGUoZaCmM/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-6923295936942076176</id><published>2008-08-21T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:51:22.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Dinner @ Seoul Garden</title><content type='html'>Hmm, last Sunday, me, Sis and Bert had a sumptous and fattening dinner at Tampines Seoul. It had been at least 10 years, since I stepped into that place. Still remember the younger JC days whereby BBQ Steamboat is drawing the crowds and people flood Marina South. Well, thats history as Marina South is a ghost town now. Hmm, ok, I think Im fat after the dinner...hahaha...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cX9uQrQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jQP912nrph8/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237013877221272834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cX9uQrQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jQP912nrph8/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cYBlqhVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BDsvSMwnfww/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237013878258959698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cYBlqhVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BDsvSMwnfww/s320/Image043.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;Sis, eating the 2 shares of food, as required ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cYWkT4oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/psbOj43_XlA/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237013883890426498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cYWkT4oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/psbOj43_XlA/s320/Image045.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cYEeiW0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/pC5Gg1_9fSQ/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237013879034370882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cYEeiW0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/pC5Gg1_9fSQ/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6923295936942076176?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6923295936942076176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6923295936942076176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6923295936942076176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6923295936942076176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-dinner-seoul-garden.html' title='Sunday Dinner @ Seoul Garden'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SK2cX9uQrQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/jQP912nrph8/s72-c/Image042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-3874677760949507636</id><published>2008-08-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:20:16.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Monday again...</title><content type='html'>Well, its Monday again.&lt;br /&gt;Wishes all well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3874677760949507636?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3874677760949507636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3874677760949507636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3874677760949507636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3874677760949507636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-monday-again.html' title='Its Monday again...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-6846825557509419219</id><published>2008-08-15T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:41:55.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Launch of BMW 1 Series...</title><content type='html'>Ok, there is this roadshow below my office, and well, as a car enthusiast, of course I will steal a moment or 2 to take a glimpse of the new BMW 1 Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, unlike the other 3, 5, 7 series, the 1 Series is cuter, but yet, didnt loose to any of her siblings in terms of performance and looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the hatch 1 Series. Issnt this beauty a cute and sporty hatch?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, give me 5 years?...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Im young, I always have this ambition, or I named it as a dream to be able to get a Beemer by the age of 30. Is it still feasible? Well, not that practical though. At the end of the day, it still has 4 wheels and not a wing. Ok, I think I will drive a Picanto instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZLVJpo73I/AAAAAAAAAG8/DaimtuH9uZU/s1600-h/10396_g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234954443604684658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZLVJpo73I/AAAAAAAAAG8/DaimtuH9uZU/s320/10396_g1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the other 1 Series Coupe. Issnt this a beauty as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZLVFjgXSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/72-j5KdcubQ/s1600-h/10565_g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234954442505215266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZLVFjgXSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/72-j5KdcubQ/s320/10565_g1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6846825557509419219?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6846825557509419219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6846825557509419219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6846825557509419219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6846825557509419219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/launch-of-bmw-1-series.html' title='The Launch of BMW 1 Series...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZLVJpo73I/AAAAAAAAAG8/DaimtuH9uZU/s72-c/10396_g1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-3195771826335275782</id><published>2008-08-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:34:16.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can find funny things at work too....</title><content type='html'>This week was shiong back in office, tons of things to be done and as Im supporting one of the Oracle application in Group Finance, theres a hiccup encountered by many users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, many users send their queries in, well, Im still not the IT Helpdesk at the end of the day, but just try to see what are their problems and see if I can advise them on what to do. But well, my knowledge and means are quite limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help a few users to run some queries and this user from Transaction Banking was seeking help as she cant use her system and I help her to run the report for this month as my access is of a higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Im busy juggling all the other issues, after some time of the application, a message pop out at my screen and I have mixed feelings; one way feeling stressed and the other was "What? Is this a Joke....?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZI52zcxNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/H_0iCZK5D8M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234951775665833170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 458px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="115" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZI52zcxNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/H_0iCZK5D8M/s320/untitled.bmp" width="418" 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;It reads, " This query is estimated to take 79 Days, 2 Hours and 2 Seconds to complete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, is this a joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZInULB_qI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q5joYxUvGB8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3195771826335275782?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3195771826335275782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3195771826335275782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3195771826335275782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3195771826335275782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-week-was-shiong-back-in-office.html' title='You can find funny things at work too....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SKZI52zcxNI/AAAAAAAAAG0/H_0iCZK5D8M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-5099265241110443357</id><published>2008-08-10T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T08:49:16.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prawning...</title><content type='html'>The upcoming 'sports' in Singapore for lazy people, who wanna sit there and wait for prawns to come up to their hooks. Hmmm, my session at Pasir Ris Farmway last Sat night, till about 130am with Ah Huat. Hmm, ok lah..we stood and sat as well, chit and chat...haha...and of course, made a couple of frenly frens over there. Hmm, its cooling since its nite time and well, much more enjoyable and relaxing as I thought. A nice place to hang out with, with some frens, definitely not alone. Think I will be going more often, who wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ8M2H9ekSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W-E-xLwnAFw/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915416017178914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ8M2H9ekSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W-E-xLwnAFw/s320/Image027.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ8M2SKu03I/AAAAAAAAAGk/jxw49AexYTw/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915418757124978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ8M2SKu03I/AAAAAAAAAGk/jxw49AexYTw/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-5099265241110443357?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/5099265241110443357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=5099265241110443357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5099265241110443357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/5099265241110443357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/prawning.html' title='Prawning...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ8M2H9ekSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/W-E-xLwnAFw/s72-c/Image027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-2013649647239190819</id><published>2008-08-10T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T08:38:44.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I not go to work tomorrow?....</title><content type='html'>Can I not go to work tomorrow?...Can feel the Monday Blues setting in. Its gonna be a busy week ahead, and there are already scheduled meetings at Tampines for this week. Thats torturous. I hate going there for meetings as always theres nothing much for us, or rather me to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desktop is giving me lotsa problems, and I tink Im gonna give up on the 5 year old system and get a cheap one instead. Had been running around with it to get it solve, and efforts are wasted and its still giving me problems. Sigh~, just only tot of salvaging it, and well, if it still works, I can still use it since Im not using it for gaming. My laptop is as old and well, Im still using it to write this entry and also my work. Its fine though it takes me a bathing time to get it started, well, I have since lived with it and have no complains about it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in office...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..this week flies as well, just like other week. Oh, YL is coming back work from her maternity leave. Haha. Shes grumbling lotsa man. But well, she will enjoy moments without Darren's cries back in office. Perrine and Jas are complaining about work and some MW joke came about. Haha, I cant stop smiling when I recalled this joke. Its everyone busy period as well and oh, there will be a new guy coming in tomorrow and he will be sitting next to me. Just hope that hes a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to some serious issues, and well, things to be done, havent been done. I think I need more time...lotsa time...Kept having the thoughts of there are somethings that I wanted to do, but just cant seems to recall. Is that a symptom of ageing?. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope everyone is good this week :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2013649647239190819?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2013649647239190819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2013649647239190819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2013649647239190819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2013649647239190819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-i-not-go-to-work-tomorrow.html' title='Can I not go to work tomorrow?....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-4567386428257945312</id><published>2008-08-09T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:15:51.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Dinner with Mummu &amp; Sis @ Barks</title><content type='html'>Hmm, oh yesterday we had a simple and nice dinner at Barks. Sis has claimed that Barks has changed alot since the last time she came. I always thought Barks was a nice place, something that I would wanna look into venturing...Sis was very into eating nowadays also, perhaps girl girl has increased her appetite. :) Shes eating Fish &amp;amp; Chips...Oh yah, and our favourites, Chicken Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eDxxUSlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SxE5_TwQ4f0/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582498555546194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eDxxUSlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SxE5_TwQ4f0/s320/Image039.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;Sis and Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eEAiXqFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ekstTNm3TIw/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582502519384146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eEAiXqFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ekstTNm3TIw/s320/Image040.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;Our food, barely leftovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eETZo1fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UHffq__R5i4/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582507583034866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eETZo1fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UHffq__R5i4/s320/Image041.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eEq5E-WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WkPsQ26GSZ8/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582513888917858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eEq5E-WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WkPsQ26GSZ8/s320/Image042.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;Oh, yesterday was the Opening Ceremony in Beijin Olympics as well, hence, there was also screening over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eE8Asw-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dff1VV04dAU/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232582518484288482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eE8Asw-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dff1VV04dAU/s320/Image043.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;Wei, we will go again when you are back kiez, this time, with gal gal :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-4567386428257945312?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/4567386428257945312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=4567386428257945312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4567386428257945312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/4567386428257945312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/fridays-dinner-with-mummu-sis-barks.html' title='Friday&apos;s Dinner with Mummu &amp; Sis @ Barks'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3eDxxUSlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/SxE5_TwQ4f0/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-3883178809348769333</id><published>2008-08-09T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:09:37.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's Lunch Treat @ Odeon Towers</title><content type='html'>Oh, today is Alex's Lunch Treat for his marriage. A simple one with Dad's side relatives and cousins. Hmm, we were pretty distant as compared to my Mummy's side cousins. Seldom see each other till on occasions. Lunch was not bad, at Asia Grand Restaurant at Odeon Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cm_qaG4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wVG8qAVQXa8/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232580904556829570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cm_qaG4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wVG8qAVQXa8/s320/Image047.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;Left: Alex &amp;amp; Wife, Dad, 3rd Uncle &amp;amp; Aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cnB20vdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bJ8-XKDye-s/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232580905145777618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cnB20vdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/bJ8-XKDye-s/s320/Image045.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;This table consists of Eldest Aunt's Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cmtJfQZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XWWJ7DtjwQg/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232580899586916754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cmtJfQZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XWWJ7DtjwQg/s320/Image048.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;Sis and Bert. Shes wearing her Kimono again, haha, cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cnHG1mpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pdvn_jfaJEA/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232580906555120274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cnHG1mpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pdvn_jfaJEA/s320/Image046.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;Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cneZf75I/AAAAAAAAAFs/E-lTd4Ktsak/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232580912807407506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cneZf75I/AAAAAAAAAFs/E-lTd4Ktsak/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3883178809348769333?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3883178809348769333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3883178809348769333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3883178809348769333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3883178809348769333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/alexs-lunch-treat-odeon-towers.html' title='Alex&apos;s Lunch Treat @ Odeon Towers'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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/_7GaTipRScMQ/SJ3cm_qaG4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/wVG8qAVQXa8/s72-c/Image047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-2220262704419832555</id><published>2008-08-06T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:22:07.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indeed...more and more people around me are blogging...Whats the reason behind it?</title><content type='html'>Hmm, realised that more and more people around me are blogging...whats the reason behind it, have anyone wondered? Why are we spending time, telling the cyber space about our lifes, when we wun know who on the other side of earth will read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, at the end of the day, we just wanted to be heard, be it on big issues, grumbles or even the slightest issue. We want, at least someone out there to know that we existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most would also post pretty pics of their lifes and whats happening around them, and what they wanted to share. For this, I would say I enjoy reading blogs, of at least people I know; friends, relatives etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are often busy in our work and others committment, that often at times, we missed looking and cherishing frens and family around us. Perhaps thru these blogs, we are able to read about their lives and whats happening to them and get ourselves updated. =) I enjoy reading my brother's blog about his life in Houston, and all the things he does and his cosy home. It allows me to read at my own pace and as and when Im free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so whats about me today or rather this week? Hmm, this week is a busy week for me, doing checks on the previous month's figures, as usual, nothing new and well, today is the due day and I stayed till about 11pm in office. Hmm, not that late afterall, but well, I can say that Im tired. Well, but Im still awake now at 1.17am. Sharks, I tink I better steal some sleep again before Thursday kicks off?..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im talking to Aunt Jo whos in San Jose. Hmmm, seems like shes enjoying life with her hubby around. :) Oh, and well, guess shes getting a CRV for herself. Congrats~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, talking about CRV, Im missing my Whitey. Just collected it back from the garage on Monday and havent really cruise with it. Busy these days at work, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I really better catch some sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I bumped into some friends, unaware on Monday. Hmm, Ok, seems like 2 happy couples whom I bumped into :) Best Wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-2220262704419832555?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/2220262704419832555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=2220262704419832555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2220262704419832555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/2220262704419832555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/indeedmore-and-more-people-around-me.html' title='Indeed...more and more people around me are blogging...Whats the reason behind it?'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-801539785573643668</id><published>2008-08-02T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:25:10.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Font...How is it?</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I decided to change away the old boring font.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this is nicer, and well, I have decided to improve a little more on blogging "proper English"&lt;br /&gt;If not, it seems sloppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today went all the way to Sengkang CP for lunch with my deary sis. Taxi is expensive as Im late, hence caught one and paid $9 for it. Gosh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ok lah. Im expecting my first niece in Oct. Thats quite fast. Nowadays, I always will spend a little more time, looking at nice and cute dresses and KIV them for my future niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy many things for my niece.=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-801539785573643668?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/801539785573643668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=801539785573643668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/801539785573643668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/801539785573643668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-fonthow-is-it.html' title='New Font...How is it?'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-1578344399182473330</id><published>2008-08-02T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:16:10.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Sentosa Getaway...</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to Sentosa for a quick getaway...with my colleagues...for the first time. As there was an intern who was leaving soon, we decided to have a mini event for her to celebrate with her as well. Though her stay had been extended, we still go ahead with this mini gathering. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple day. We met at 3pm, hang out at Koufu and Cafe Del Mar for drinks, had Ludge and Skyride and ended with the Musical Fountain. ;) Nothing into sports as some of them do not want to get sweaty, though Leonard wants and is kinda disappointed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the day with a simple dinner at Food Republic. Simple day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tomorrow is the 3rd Aug. Time flies. I would have to go back to office to run some jobs and get things done before the hectic week begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, part and parcel of life, but this month, will have some additional jobs as my supervisor had left my team for the other team. Our team is supervisor-less. Oh no, that may mean that we are on our own. Gosh~ And before she went over, she ask me coordinate some issues as well. Sianz~. The monthly logged issues and meeting, something that is always not moving and I got to take over the shit and coordinate with the IT department on our team's progress on some issues. This is a bomb as Boss always monitor this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart of that, I had taken over one of Mr Soh's, 2nd Boss's assignment. That is the Operational Risk Management Reports. Hmmm, for this, I would have to monitor any changes in P&amp;amp;L of the Bank and submit to Group Risk for every month. This is quite lay-chey at times as often, we wun know when the figures changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is also another new task which is the Operational Risk Weighted Assets computation. I still havent figure out really how to do this piece of shit from the other AVP. Things are getting tougher. From now, every first 15 days of the month I would be busy and got to complete tasks before Boss nag again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its good to be busy at times. It makes time flies even faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-1578344399182473330?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/1578344399182473330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=1578344399182473330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1578344399182473330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/1578344399182473330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/08/quick-sentosa-getaway.html' title='Quick Sentosa Getaway...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-8659459288201314567</id><published>2008-07-22T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:08:08.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NPCC Gathering</title><content type='html'>Just had the 3 months-once npcc gathering..well...everyone is fine...and hopefully, i didnt offend anyone with my jokes...well..i meant no harm, just wanna liven up everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1am, initially, was very tired from a long day at OCBC Tampines, going thru the tiring meeting that didnt have any breaks...and it was like that since monday this week and there is another session on tmr...guess im going to die again tmr...but luckily, tmr is not only my products..tmr for me is Giro, but i think my team mate would be down to suffer with me as well for tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..today was trying to get things sorted out...still pretty vex with my claims for the white horse...think i will just get it repaired at my own cost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course..things will get better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-8659459288201314567?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/8659459288201314567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=8659459288201314567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8659459288201314567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/8659459288201314567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/07/npcc-gathering.html' title='NPCC Gathering'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-8674704545955725476</id><published>2008-07-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:10:41.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun, 13 Jul...Bad Sat.</title><content type='html'>Glad the hour hand struck 1, and that Sat, 12 Jul is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Jul, This afternoon, I met an accident.&lt;br /&gt;My mind was blank for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt very sad, heart pain.&lt;br /&gt;My 'horse' was hurt. Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was momentarily blank for me, as for that moment, Im not sure what to do, and in the centre lane. Just knew it was painful, inside my heart. It just celebrated its first month and it got hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink, drivers will understand how hurt it can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in the centre lane outside Bugis Junction. Im alone, Im on my way to Sim Lim, just having the pretext of getting an LCD monitor for my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;Altis on the left lane came into my lane, it didnt see that im there cos perhaps im in his blind spot. i jammed and horned...but too late. we touched each other...my front side wheel arch was dented and scratches at the bumper. i heard a bong." Heart fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stop over outside sim lim sq to settle.&lt;br /&gt;after driving off, i didnt realise there is a gantry and drove past it.&lt;br /&gt;there it goes. beep. and i tink i will expect a summon soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a day.&lt;br /&gt;darn sad, dun tink i will get over till it gets repaired.&lt;br /&gt;im fine. just dazed and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altis,dun force your way into ple's lane. even if ple are not allowing you to cut in, u dun force your way in. stop and be patient. you dun get your way by forcing in thru. im in my lane, u jolly well wait and have the courtesy since u want to come into my lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just need a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-8674704545955725476?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-7887436725357894448</id><published>2008-06-25T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:41:28.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting tough...</title><content type='html'>Well...Hmm..its wednesday at 1240am, and im still awake..Hmm..work is giving me lotsa pressure man...sigh...seems like things arent very right nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..but im surviving..thats the good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7887436725357894448?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7887436725357894448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-3581849720007731222</id><published>2008-06-21T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:04:11.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems to be lost...</title><content type='html'>Sigh, its Sun, 2am, coming to 3...and im pretti tired, and i wanted to sleep, but than...something happened that made me lost sleep...lost the appetite of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad and lost and disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with frens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with appreciation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit me?....issit my fault?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired...can all give me a break, pause, appreciate and understand the reasons behind why somethings are done...understand why i did somethings for a reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all what longed for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest well all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3581849720007731222?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3581849720007731222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3581849720007731222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3581849720007731222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3581849720007731222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/06/seems-to-be-lost.html' title='Seems to be lost...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-7998438383462198907</id><published>2008-06-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:58:52.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.45pm - Wei will be at Houston for 1/2 year....</title><content type='html'>this morning, sent wei off at airport as he will be going to Houston for half a year...Hmmm....does it seems long or short....definitely, i will miss this bro of mine, though at times we share heat arguments, but still, as the saying goes, blood is thicker than water, and having live together for the past 25 years, if i told u that i didnt feel anything, thats a true lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i would say that this bro of mine can be emotional at times too. though grown up and often the stronger between us, he is also a family man who will miss his family back here i guess, and of course, missing his dearly sister who will be delivering his first niece/ nephew in oct. i guess he will surely be excited for being the uncle the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw tears of reluctance and warmth at the same time, to be sent off by the few family members of his at the airport, and perhaps that call from his dearly sister will make him even more unwillingly to leave his family for the next 6 months, nonetheless, i guess this will be a good career advancement for him. oh, and got to miss his dearly iris for the next few months, i guess that sucks as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it, what if im in his shoes, i tink it would be hard for me to hold back my feelings as well. i will definitely miss my family too, my mum, my dad, my dearly sis and my bro as well. and also not forgetting my frens. its all these, that made me cherish people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back here, i will be left alone at home. i guess unless i working late or have assignment on, guess most of the time i should be back home to accompany my parents for dinner, if not, no one else is around at home. the serenity and silence can be quite unhealthy for my ageing parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. my mum's white horse should be out next week as the SE had called me. delighted and looking forward to it. im going to make it a pretty horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats about for now...whats installed tonite? alex's 26 bdae at nsrcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;although you are the last on my list, but you are still the first in my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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year....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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-7116704924682803267.post-3728404247203920663</id><published>2008-06-03T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:34:08.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Jun, 11.27pm - Birthday Greetings...</title><content type='html'>Oh...im back from my trip in Taiwan and here are people who didnt forget my birthday and send me their greetings...thanks alll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn (my long pri sch fren...)&lt;br /&gt;Jillian (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Peifang (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Jolene (Hall)&lt;br /&gt;Huiling (JC)&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne (Others)&lt;br /&gt;Sufen (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Sengkiat (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Alex (Hall)&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne Jie (Hall)&lt;br /&gt;Albert (Family)&lt;br /&gt;Zhanzhi (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Liwen (Sec)&lt;br /&gt;Lishi (Sec)&lt;br /&gt;Jessie (Family)&lt;br /&gt;Iris (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Huizhen Lim (Hall)&lt;br /&gt;Huizhen Tan (Hall)&lt;br /&gt;Joanna (Family)&lt;br /&gt;May (Pri)&lt;br /&gt;Wailee (OCBC)&lt;br /&gt;Joseph (JC)&lt;br /&gt;Eefang (JC)&lt;br /&gt;Yanling (OCBC)&lt;br /&gt;Patrick (JC)&lt;br /&gt;Gerald (Hall)&lt;br /&gt;Cindy (Others)&lt;br /&gt;Daph (Uni)&lt;br /&gt;Wo Felix (Army)&lt;br /&gt;Misso (Army)&lt;br /&gt;Sis&lt;br /&gt;Bro&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; folks who have went Taiwan with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to others whom had wished me but i have left out....older by another year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3728404247203920663?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-6786778477896418935</id><published>2008-05-04T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:11:19.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 May, Monday - 12.10am</title><content type='html'>Ok..its the wee hours of Sunday...went back to work today...as usuall...cos its peak period....another fresh week ahead...and 2 more weeks to go out of town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone is fine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6786778477896418935?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6786778477896418935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-3682466799660695135</id><published>2008-05-04T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T08:56:51.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oracle University - Some shots while Im there...</title><content type='html'>Here it is...Oracle University....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cORFjrPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Jsw-8ESrxC4/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196551682718412018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cORFjrPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Jsw-8ESrxC4/s320/Image049.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;At that height, we can see concourse clearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cNxFjrMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8nQW9-BIFN8/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196551674128477378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cNxFjrMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8nQW9-BIFN8/s320/Image047.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;and the Kallang Condominiums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cOBFjrNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2cc7JF_ZtoY/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196551678423444690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cOBFjrNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2cc7JF_ZtoY/s320/Image048.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;and also the Fountain of Wealth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cORFjrOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PUnub_mgWuU/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196551682718412002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cORFjrOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PUnub_mgWuU/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-3682466799660695135?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/3682466799660695135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=3682466799660695135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3682466799660695135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/3682466799660695135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/05/oracle-university-some-shots-while-im.html' title='Oracle University - Some shots while Im there...'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3cORFjrPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Jsw-8ESrxC4/s72-c/Image049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-6695107612777806867</id><published>2008-05-04T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T08:46:41.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man U Vs Chelsea....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3Z6RFjrKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KiCy9FUtDqw/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196549140097772706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3Z6RFjrKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KiCy9FUtDqw/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gearing up at Chijmes for Man U and Chelsea...Oooo...had nothing on, hence joined Sis and Bro in law and her frens at Chijmes for the big match. 4 Man U fans Vs 2 Chelseas...and with our jerseys...we watched at Hog Breath...nice overall but sad Man U draw...nvm..one more time soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3Z6hFjrLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6bFa4UZR_kM/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196549144392740018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3Z6hFjrLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6bFa4UZR_kM/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-6695107612777806867?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/6695107612777806867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=6695107612777806867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6695107612777806867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/6695107612777806867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/05/man-u-vs-chelsea.html' title='Man U Vs Chelsea....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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://bp3.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SB3Z6RFjrKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KiCy9FUtDqw/s72-c/Image054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-431940356802427997</id><published>2008-04-26T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:07:51.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Book That...I Made a fool of myself... =p but a funny one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNgrBFjrJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H_Tfv1q8NRY/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193601087430700178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNgrBFjrJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H_Tfv1q8NRY/s320/Image059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;&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;Firstly, I rem the author as Fitch Malbom. Embarassed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, I rem him as the same guy who wrote, Tuesdays with Morries. (Its Morrie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirdly, Im so slow and paused for sometime, after many months, Im still at pg 16. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Thing...&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/7116704924682803267-431940356802427997?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/431940356802427997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=431940356802427997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/431940356802427997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/431940356802427997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-thati-made-fool-of-myself-p-but.html' title='A Book That...I Made a fool of myself... =p but a funny one'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNgrBFjrJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H_Tfv1q8NRY/s72-c/Image059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7116704924682803267.post-7636429219119963012</id><published>2008-04-26T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:35:46.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Interesting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNZZBFjrGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RlzPOn5PZH0/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193593081611660386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNZZBFjrGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RlzPOn5PZH0/s320/Image018.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;Oh, received this postcard during lunch a day...and I edited it to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNZZhFjrHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rmagGjIgTP8/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193593090201594994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNZZhFjrHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rmagGjIgTP8/s320/Image019.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;Doesnt this make more sense?.... =P Naughty me.=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7116704924682803267-7636429219119963012?l=w-ar-w.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/feeds/7636429219119963012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7116704924682803267&amp;postID=7636429219119963012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7636429219119963012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7116704924682803267/posts/default/7636429219119963012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://w-ar-w.blogspot.com/2008/04/something-interesting.html' title='Something Interesting....'/><author><name>"W"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01047628400491252649</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://bp0.blogger.com/_7GaTipRScMQ/SBNZZBFjrGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RlzPOn5PZH0/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
