<?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-6578270</id><updated>2011-10-02T21:37:06.223+08:00</updated><category term='mos'/><category term='movie'/><category term='social life'/><category term='choice'/><category term='new years day'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='vivocity'/><category term='movie booking'/><category term='movies'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='terra cafe'/><category term='the clinic'/><category term='musings'/><category term='reverse bungy'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Musings of a Uni Boi</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my way of relieving stress, so bear with me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4464155282231980914</id><published>2008-06-24T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:51:59.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the SG Diecast shoot on Sunday, 22nd June... It's when a bigger group of us get together to organise a whole shoot for some of our diecast models... The shoot location was at Marina South Pier... A relatively ulu place but with heavy traffic at times when the ferries dock there... But the view from the 3rd floor was quite good... empty ocean, clear skies... very nice for taking pictures... But sadly, my camera batt died, so I had to rely on the pictures of the others... which means there won't be any pics yet.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWizMVNYI/AAAAAAAAARA/lDxNMYL1N7U/s1600-h/sgdc26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWizMVNYI/AAAAAAAAARA/lDxNMYL1N7U/s320/sgdc26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215474630585038210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from one of the guys.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWi93imiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8Ke91aCABtc/s1600-h/SDC10354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWi93imiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8Ke91aCABtc/s320/SDC10354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215474633450625570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used my friend's camera to take this... The white and black ones at the sides is mine... but I do have the one in the centre too... just didn't bring that one.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, a few of us went for dinner after that, and ended up at the Popeyes at the Singapore Flyer... My first time there, but I still didn't see what the hype surrounding the attraction was for... Engineering-wise, yes, it's quite a feat.. but for the view... I beg to differ... I can get a better view from my room window or from any of the hotels around the marina area... Lol... The Popeyes there is probably the biggest... and yet, it was packed too... Probably cos we went there around 8pm... dinner time... then we just sat at the Gelato shop outside, near the F1 track, talking cars and crap... and having Gelato... Their Red Bull Gelato is actually quite nice!! Lol... More like Red Bull sorbet though.. but I like it!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried taking some night shots of the flyer with my puny camera phone... and well.. without a tripod, I can just say that I tried my best eh... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWjIL5efI/AAAAAAAAARI/uGdXxiZmT7w/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWjIL5efI/AAAAAAAAARI/uGdXxiZmT7w/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215474636220365298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWjrLh4xI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gSZn1jF2fWs/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWjrLh4xI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gSZn1jF2fWs/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215474645614060306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 2 shots were taken by vanq... He's an amazing photographer... He's got his own site at &lt;a href="http://www.vanq.net"&gt;Vanq.net&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's got another 3 tickets to the Flyer... No idea whether I should go... he wants to have dinner there, but I didn't see many nice places to eat there... Hrm... Oh well... we'll just see how...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4464155282231980914?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4464155282231980914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4464155282231980914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4464155282231980914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4464155282231980914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-for-sg-diecast-shoot-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SGEWizMVNYI/AAAAAAAAARA/lDxNMYL1N7U/s72-c/sgdc26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-6066368954849731831</id><published>2008-06-18T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T01:45:50.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing how I can look so different twice in the same day... Here's why... Went to meet Callie for a movie before she left for HK... Decided on Kung Fu Panda at Vivo... so I took the train down, and was walking down that long tunnel at Outram to change to the NEL when guess who I bumped into... Kareen!! Lol... Haven't seen that xiao charbo in such a long time.. always so busy at work.. call also never pick up.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I didn't really see her first.. saw a slim long haired girl in the reflection of those shiny doors at the last corner of the tunnel, tot she might look quite nice in real life, then I realised, that she kinds walked like Kareen.. and it turned out to be her!! You can imagine how shocked she was to see someone just burst out from that monotonous crowd of people heading to the NEL, and making a beeline straight for her like some insane person... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we stood at that corner for like 15 mins, catching up and such... realised she's gotten so thin.. lol... I think I could literally put my arm around her waist and touch mine.. lol... Decided to take a picture before leaving.. and voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsFdgkhrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/G0usn2E9jdY/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsFdgkhrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/G0usn2E9jdY/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212894672269379250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!! I look good in that shot.. and that was such an impromptu shot... Later on, when I met Callie for the movie, we went for lunch first at White Dog Cafe, which had quite a pretty good lunch set for only $10.80++.. albeit their slow service, but I guess its understandable since it was lunch time... Took another picture with her and... well... you can see the difference just a change in angles does for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsFgemqgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8vqrhpoT1pw/s1600-h/CIMG1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsFgemqgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/8vqrhpoT1pw/s320/CIMG1800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212894673066437122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you seriously, I only look good in such a small angle that its hard to find that sweet spot when it comes to taking pics... I can't really do full frontal shots, but for side shots, the angle for me to look good is so small, that its like threading a needle with the Nutty Professor... and it doesn't help that reservist made me put on weight.. cos of all their feeding.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually eat like 2 medium meals when I'm at home, cos I usually wake up late and I don't feel that hungry.. but during reservist, it was breakfast, lunch, dinner, canteen break and supper (sometimes!) for 5 days!! Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot I could start my runs again after I got out... but I've been so busy with meetups, revamping the site and the PC show that I hardly had time to go... Here's a bit of my schedule for last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sun:&lt;/strong&gt; Meet Xu Zi for a spot of bag shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon:&lt;/strong&gt; Put in orders for a client's computer / Bday dinner for Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tues:&lt;/strong&gt; Collect orders for computer + assemble it / Meet Jasmine for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed:&lt;/strong&gt; Lunch / Kung Fu Panda with Callie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thurs:&lt;/strong&gt; PC show with Larry in the morning / Meet Jasmine AND Callie to pass them things / Incredible Hulk movie at night with Larry and another friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri:&lt;/strong&gt; PC show with Callie in the morning / Go Woodlands to check a client's PC (reached home at midnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat:&lt;/strong&gt; Lunch/shopping/dinner with Jasmine and Xu Zi / Drinks with Nic at Chomp Chomp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sun:&lt;/strong&gt; See Callie off at the airport in the afternoon / Meet Larry at bugis for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally packed to the brim... Tues to Fri were the most busiest days... Imagine waking up early, to make calls, and rearrange the items cos some out of stock, some the distrib got wrongly... Weiming and I basically had to cab from Ang Mo Kio, to Macpherson and finally to SLS to get all the parts, then rush back to my place, assemble it, let him test it and install the software while I left home for dinner.. then came back home, bought food for him, packed up the PC and passed it to him to bring to Melbourne... Its no wonder why we work well together, he comes up with ideas, and I see how to make it work.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs was another crazy day... Met Larry at 10 plus, we went down to Suntec for Macs breakfast, then queued outside the doors to the PC show at 11.30.. doors opened at 12.. and this was the scene while waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsGv55NjI/AAAAAAAAAQI/j_igqn1wO30/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsGv55NjI/AAAAAAAAAQI/j_igqn1wO30/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212894694387299890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that a lot of ppl would have to work on a Thurs... but NOOO... its like everyone took leave to come... We went in at 12.10, left at 1.30pm... hands all full with things... Recession?? What's that? It's the GSS now man!! Lol... Seriously... This is what Larry got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chinese translation software and writing pad - $180&lt;br /&gt;2) Samsung digital camera with 3x2GB SD cards, mini tripod and other goodies - $199 (WTH!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) LG laptop - $1599&lt;br /&gt;4) PS3 game - $34.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ipod leather casings, 2 for $20 (Original price: $52 EACH) They were gone on the first day!! Should have bought more dammit!&lt;br /&gt;2) Brother 3-in-1 network printer - $228 (Original price: $318!!) Now I can print, scan and copy from anywhere in my home! Whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFf1xYSOuXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/B49Bsgj-eJU/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFf1xYSOuXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/B49Bsgj-eJU/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212905322385946994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye old printer, it's going to replace my father's EVEN older printer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFf1yOz0eCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/fUe2cqgjG3A/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFf1yOz0eCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/fUe2cqgjG3A/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212905337022347298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello new printer!! Say HELLO to network printing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not including what I spent in the days before and after that too...&lt;br /&gt;Got this at Topman when I went shopping with Xu Zi... $43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsGGiZsWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/kPwACyxQgk4/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsGGiZsWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/kPwACyxQgk4/s320/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212894683282911586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got this on Thurs after Callie got her awesome camera at the PC show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsG5xV1hI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mXP1m3bSrNQ/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsG5xV1hI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mXP1m3bSrNQ/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212894697035781650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFf1wjNYbjI/AAAAAAAAAQY/TgDdI8vB3mo/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFf1wjNYbjI/AAAAAAAAAQY/TgDdI8vB3mo/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212905308138532402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That set me back $129... but its totally worth it... It's a Braun... thats why.. lol... I was getting sick of my wallets splitting apart and tearing after less than a year of usage.. tot I'd try getting something more well made... so after trying Pierre Cardin, Renoma and Picard, I settled for Braun.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's also the shirt I got at the Heeren for $65... quite funky shirt.. I'll post up a pic when I actually get to wear it again.. lol... I like the design and Callie agreed with the design too.. hehe... Oh, and there's also the new G shock I got since my old one I used for reservist was literally disintegrating in front of my eyes... that old one lasted ard 6 years.. so not too bad too... that only cost me $82...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I really got hit by the GSS bug... lol... Lemme just make a list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topman belt - $43&lt;br /&gt;Brother printer - $228&lt;br /&gt;Shirt from Heeren - $65&lt;br /&gt;Braun wallet - $129&lt;br /&gt;G shock - $82&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total - $547&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew... luckily I had extra cash cos of reservist and marksman... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess there's nothing much for me to get now... except... that new fragrance by CK... CK's Euphoria Intense for Men... I'm using Euphoria now.. but it fades quite fast... Intense smells slightly better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and of course... my PS3!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear oh dear... cannot... must control... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then of course, I went to send Callie off to HK on Sun... Quite sad to see one of the best friends I could ever have leave SG indefinitely... and although she'll still be back once in a while... it never is quite the same... and somehow, everything seemed to agree with me.. cos while I was leaving the airport... I plugged into my ipod again... and the first song it was playing, was Queen's You're My Best Friend... How poignant~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-6066368954849731831?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/6066368954849731831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=6066368954849731831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6066368954849731831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6066368954849731831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-amazing-how-i-can-look-so-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SFfsFdgkhrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/G0usn2E9jdY/s72-c/DSC00164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-5399659673833046059</id><published>2008-06-09T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T02:22:20.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew... Just got back from reservist... And my platoon is now officially a MARKSMAN platoon sia!! Lol... 5 day reservist for range... and an extra $200 for the marksman... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually quite fun meeting up with the NS guys again... Seeing what they're up to, what they've been doing... and as always... Uncle Agony when there is a need.. Lol... We've all gone through shit before... and it seems that everyime we go for reservist, we'll have someone who's gone through another bad relationship and needs to vent things out... And as usual, we'll be there to listen and talk crap just to take the edge off... I went through it last year... and this year someone else had to vent... But as NS buddies, we'll always be ard to listen and give advice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I appreciate about them, is that they're not scared... Not scared to be honest with you... Not scared to tell you that a certain method might not work... And coming from someone who appreciates honesty in people, I truly welcome it... If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have realised how else to improve my work and my site... and make sure that my business will be a success... I might not agree with what some of them have said about it, that it doesn't seem to have much difference with whats in the market and all.. But somehow, I still believe that it can be done... I know it won't be easy, and I know there are probably many obstacles to overcome... but I will still take them one step at a time... and walk this path I've chosen... But at the same time, I will keep in mind what they've told me... so that I will be aware of what might go wrong and what could be done to resolve it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are friends I will truly trust for their judgement and advice, since when you're out in the jungle, you've only got them to rely on... and even though sometimes I might not really click with them on some issues, I know that they can be trusted to help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm in kind of a pensive mood again, I've got 3 friends going overseas within a week... two who will be coming back within a month... but one who probably won't be coming back for the next two or three years... and that's really, quite the saddest part of all, cos she's the kind of friend who's always been there for me... I've enjoyed her company so much since the time I got to really know her... She's been my movie buddy, my shopping buddy, coffee buddy, and even the voice of reason to keep me grounded... A great friend like that is truly hard to come by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last month I was looking through a list of movies that would be coming out.. and I realised that my usual movie buddy wouldn't be around anymore... and with that realisation, came a tinge of sadness... a very good friend won't be that easy to contact anymore... Friends are easy to make, but good friends are harder... Very good friends should all the more be treasured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I truly do treasure my very good friends, cos they are few and far between... One of my best friends is now in Australia indefinitely, and now another one will soon be half a world away... Sure, there will always be msn, and emails and such... but I'm the kind of person who prefers the human element... its something mere electronic forms of communication will never be able to replace... that simple human touch, the emotional support you get from another person, to be able to feel that coming from them, not just by looking at pixels on a screen, but to be able to talk with them, joke with them, give them a hug when you want to, a pat on the back when you share something hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That can never be replaced, and thats y it is something I truly treasure with my friends... I know you've got to go, and I want you to go too... just that it seems so fast... but on the other hand, I know it'll be a great experience for you... and you're all set to embark on this great new adventure... so please, anytime you're back in SG, remember to look me up... We'll still keep in contact... I give you my word... I hardly go back on my word... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please.. go and have fun... and experience all that life has to offer... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-5399659673833046059?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/5399659673833046059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=5399659673833046059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/5399659673833046059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/5399659673833046059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/06/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-7554981736050557537</id><published>2008-05-22T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:19:54.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had another busy week... Just took a look at my calendar and realised that only 2 days of the week didn't have any appointments.. lol... Luckily, the appointments that I did have, were with friends, so it made it rather enjoyable.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nicole for drinks at bugis, had steamboat dinner with Grace, met Xu zi and Jasmine for dinner at Dhoby Ghaut, watched Speed Racer with Callie, AND on Mon, Vesak Day, I had a mini movie marathon at my place, with Jig and Shiqin... Haven't seen those 2 in a long time.. lol... So yeah.. pretty busy week... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not over yet... Had a night photoshoot for my diecast models with my friends last night, might be going out on Sat for another movie, AND catching the Monaco F1 Grand Prix at Shiqin's place on Sun.. lol... Plus, on top of all that, I've been adding site pages like crazy, editing them, adding links, pictures... EVERYTHING... nearly going cross-eyed looking at all the HTML coding... and my wrist has a spot that's hardened cos I've been using the mouse too much... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I just finished another product page and tidying up all the other pages.. all 40+ of them... so now I'm just gonna let my pictures do the talking.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV5zEXMIEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JKiboimz6Qo/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV5zEXMIEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JKiboimz6Qo/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203198862747770946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the Green Apple Katsuki drink, basically green apple juice with lime, and a preserved sour plum... SUPER SOUR... hence Xu zi's twisted up face.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV5zkXMIFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cvXdjRC5-04/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV5zkXMIFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cvXdjRC5-04/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203198871337705554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Warm Chocolate Cake... so sinful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV50UXMIGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/0Q4mU4QOWP4/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV50UXMIGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/0Q4mU4QOWP4/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203198884222607458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when paired with this... Chocolate Indulgence... lol... That was a damn sinful dessert.. haha... I initially had a picture of Jasmine 'enjoying' the desserts, but it's too... hrm.. well... if it was put here, I'd have to put an R21 rating.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV500XMIHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iUt0OkhnAGY/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV500XMIHI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iUt0OkhnAGY/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203198892812542066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then 2 days later, I had this... Coffee Bean's Flourless Chocolate Cake... SO sinful.. I couldn't finish it cos I was having Belgium chocolate latte too.. ahaha.. Packed it home for my sis and she polished it off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV510XMIII/AAAAAAAAAPo/NBoZeeZ4LbQ/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV510XMIII/AAAAAAAAAPo/NBoZeeZ4LbQ/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203198909992411266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.. that's whats inside... Even Callie agreed that it was Goooooood~~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw... One of the most annoying things anyone can do while placing an order, is to be unsure about what to order, and then decide not to order anything at all.. The person queueing in front of me did that and seriously pissed me off.. Keep asking about the items on the menu, totally unsure of what to get, then when the orders are keyed in, decided to just cancel all the orders... Sheesh... It was only cos of that chocolate cake that I even went to queue.. It was calling to me.. 'Eat me, eat me!!' lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dessert was after we watched Speed Racer.. Speed Racer was an... ok movie... It could probably be considered to be the first live-action anime movie.. haha... But some parts were seriously too draggy... I was zoning out after the first hour and Callie was just trying to survive it... lol... The colours were blinding, acting was over the top... and Rain was... well... his fighting was more like dancing... and when he goes 'Whoo', you'd swear it was from one of his songs... The racing was unbelievable, if I could drift like that, I'd probably be the Drift GOD.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie marathon on Mon was great too... We all watched crappy youtube videos, great movie trailers, and then, basically just stoned in front of the tv watching Shaun of the Dead and Aeon Flux.. lol... then we just caught up over drinks at the coffeeshop downstairs.. hehe... Great guys to spend a holiday with man... Esp since Jig only comes back like once a year... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the Monaco Grand Prix man!! Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-7554981736050557537?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/7554981736050557537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=7554981736050557537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7554981736050557537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7554981736050557537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-another-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SDV5zEXMIEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JKiboimz6Qo/s72-c/DSC00101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-3385023222523886493</id><published>2008-05-06T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:42:34.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hrm... been so busy the last couple of weeks... even when I don't have anything planned, something surely crops up... lol... The days go by so fast, I can't even keep track of the dates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. some days are nice.. like when I went for the Formula Drift Competition 2 sundays ago.. 4 of us went, my sis and I and her two friends... Wasn't as interesting as I thought, it was the US Formula Drift, I tot it was the Japan D1.. lol... Now THOSE guys know how to drift.. And the damn hot weather made it so unbearable... Luckily we took the grandstand seats.. which had a shelter... cos when your seats are on plain tarmac, there had better be some shelter... I got a tan just walking from the bus drop off point, to the seats, which were all the way in at the Changi Exhibition Centre... Damn ulu place sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w8L0vKUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fbOMgRIOEnE/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w8L0vKUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fbOMgRIOEnE/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926305533110594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shuttle bus ticket... $5!! Luckily its for a round trip... Taxis had an $8 surcharge just to get there!! Crazy man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w7b0vKTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UhgrBUB9rcM/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w7b0vKTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UhgrBUB9rcM/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926292648208690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few permanent buildings there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a break in between the preliminaries and the semis, so we went to check out the booths there... Saw a few nice cars.. like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w9L0vKVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q76mp3dmgbs/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w9L0vKVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Q76mp3dmgbs/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926322712979794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this.. the new Nissan Skyline GTR... It beat a Porsche 911 around the Nurburgring by 2 seconds!! And apparently, the newer V-spec version bettered its time by 13 seconds!! Supercar performance, with a price tag of about S$330k.. a bargain compared to Ferraris and Lamborghinis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w9b0vKWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/N6Hs949CRKE/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w9b0vKWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/N6Hs949CRKE/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926327007947106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Ford GT... Ford's only supercar... Too bad its only left-hand drive, which means it can't really be driven here... Rumour has it that someone in SG actually owns one, but its not registered and just kept by a car collector, its stored at the dealer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semis were quite predictable... Either the Jap racer in the Apexi Rx-7 or the Mad New Zealander, Mad Mike, in another Rx-7 would win... surprisingly, another driver in an AE86 came in 2nd, the Jap was 1st, Mad Mike was 3rd... But... all were just as crazy... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left after the semis... cos it was too hot and just not very entertaining... Ended up going to Sentosa.. Cafe Del Mar to be exact.. lol... Haven't been there since they opened last year.. lol... Ran into Weikun's gf while walking there.. and I figured he and Daniel were playing frisbee... coincidentally, right next to CDM... So I joined them for a bout... 45 mins worth of a good workout.. lol... Getting rusty though... They're so much better!! Argh... Gotta start practicing... Daniel did another crazy throw... looked like some reverse backhand throw or something... Nearly dislocated my shoulder trying it.. lol... We even made friends with this hyper Jack Russell who had a penchant for chasing after the yellow frisbee we had... and not the white.. haha.. After they left, I went back to chill at the pool... till night came... Haha... so nice to just relax and chill with a cocktail in hand... I should really do this more often.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w970vKXI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dIfcj2eamno/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w970vKXI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dIfcj2eamno/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196926335597881714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my hairy legs chilling by the pool.. lol... I don't really recommend the pool for swimming.. you don't know what else has dropped in there.. or who else has done what.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8zD70vKYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JGHXVv_mdAI/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8zD70vKYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JGHXVv_mdAI/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196928637700352386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pool side tables for having meals... didn't go there though.. I wanted the sun!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8zEb0vKZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MSmoOQDaY0s/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8zEb0vKZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/MSmoOQDaY0s/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196928646290286994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the DJ's console right at the top... Quite a job hazard to climb up there... Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8zE70vKaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/a-VBw15pvb0/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8zE70vKaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/a-VBw15pvb0/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196928654880221602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place looks so funky with the lights on at night... Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left CDM for dinner at Blooie's... this quaint pub near Siglap... Has fantastic bbq chicken wings.. and drinks are quite good too... at least you could taste the alcohol... drinks at CDM were watered down... probably to keep people from falling into the pool.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish every sunday could be like that man... its so nice to just chill and do nothing... No worries, no need to think about work, about orders to make, people to call, paperwork to finish, html to edit... Many people think working at home is great... but in actuality, it's quite tiring too... I may not need to wake up till 9 or 10am.. but once I do.. its already time to work... sometimes I HAVE to wake up at 9.. just because somethings needed to be done by 12.. like orders to put in, or parcels to send... or even gym I need to attend.. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most people can switch off once they reach home from work, end at 7pm, or 9pm, just come home and relax... for me, its hard... I'll end up at home around 7 to 10pm if I go out earlier... and then its back to work again... invoices to print, pages to edit, systems to assemble... Sometimes I'm only done by 2am... and then, I sleep and the next day starts again... Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it's tiring, and yet... still fulfilling... cos somehow, you know you're doing this for a goal, the end point, and no matter how far away that is, you know that doing this is gonna bring you one step nearer to it... I used to think that I'd get a car in 5 years... but now, my short term goal is to get a commercial van for me to do deliveries, then an office space... THEN a car.. so its not really one big step towards the car, but many small steps to that little goal... But that's just my personal goal... my professional goal is something totally different... and will really take some time to achieve.. But I always remind myself that it can be done, and I see that others have gotten closer to that goal and I know that I can too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support from friends and family has been really encouraging... From 2 order 2 months ago, to 5 last month... in essence, sales has increased 250%... 2 to 5 isn't much... but percentage wise, it's a lot.. Not to mention the cost of products has increased even more... so that's been very encouraging too... Luckily I have free incoming... so if friends need my help or advice, they just call me... Hell, I even passed my contact info to the taxi driver who was driving me back from SLS... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want to do is possible... all I need is just to make the small steps that counts towards that goal... and I have my friends to count on for their help... from their willingness to let me try things out with them, to their orders, and even the use of their car.. lol... I'm truly grateful to friends like these... I won't forget you guys... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-3385023222523886493?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/3385023222523886493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=3385023222523886493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3385023222523886493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3385023222523886493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/05/hrm.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/SB8w8L0vKUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fbOMgRIOEnE/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-2906651851956869135</id><published>2008-04-09T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:59:31.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My oh my... it's been so long since I've been back here... Oh well... When you've got other things that have to be done first, blogging kinda takes a back seat... In fact, lots of things take a back seat these days... It's just the priorities that I've set for myself I guess... Career/business first, friends and family second... everything else can wait... Everything else has been put on hold... dance, blogging, sometimes, I even have to sacrifice my gym time just because I'm so tired I want that extra 2 hrs of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working from home is totally different to working in a commercial building or whatnot... When you work outside of home, at least sometimes, you have the choice of not having to work WHEN you're home... but when you're working at home... EVERYTHING can be work for you... But then again... I did choose this path to walk on... so I'm not really complaining... I just have to keep at it... I know that sooner or later, things will start to pay off for me... and once they do, that's just gonna be the stepping stone to even greater things... so all I have to do is curb that impatience that crops up sometimes, just look ahead and move forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.20am... and I'm writing this cos I couldn't sleep... Been in a pensive mood again these few days... And not cos my darling computer (yes, that's the darling I'm referring to on my facebook.. lol...) got hit by a virus and I spent nearly 3 days repairing the damage... but rather... another kind of repair has been going on... one that's taken much longer, and will probably continue on for some time... It's this repairing that's made me pensive/reflective... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I do feel like I'm deliberately distancing myself... but at other times, I kinda feel that I actually can start to open up, only to catch myself doing it and trying to close up again... Guess its probably cos I don't like to get things wrong more than once... I know people say its good to learn from your mistakes, and I do subscribe to that too, just that... I find it pointless and a waste of time if you don't learn from your mistake the first time and continue to do the wrong thing, that will only invite more trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning from things that I did wrong, and sometimes, I may not have been the one who made that error, but the outcome wasn't what I really expected... And because of that, some small minute part of me, feels that if there was another opportunity, it should be taken to really do my best this time... Thats not to say that previous time wasn't my best, but maybe its just the choices I made... I did what I could have then, but the next time, it WILL be different, maybe better even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what's making me pensive is that I'm not sure if I'll ever encounter those so-called opportunities again... and it kinda irritates me that I might have wasted that opportunity... You know the saying, curiousity killed the cat, but then again, I'm not a cat, so I might not die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit though... I am not the person I once was when I started writing on this blog so long ago... and I do hope that I've become a better person after all these years... Sometimes I hear my inner self berating me, "You silly dunce, of course you've become better, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I can probably say that I've found the path I want to walk on, I may not have found all the people I can share this path with, but I know I'll find them eventually... I will not deviate from this path that I've envisioned, this is the biggest risk I've ever decided to take, and right now, there is no turning back... I will travel it till I reach my goals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... if only the other things in life were as easy as that eh.. Heh... Somehow I think choosing the path you want to take is the easiest thing one can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it all boils down to choice again... The word that I'm so familiar with, and that I carry with me all the time... Choice... Small word, but very powerful indeed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-2906651851956869135?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/2906651851956869135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=2906651851956869135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2906651851956869135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2906651851956869135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4726109754110541377</id><published>2008-01-06T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:02:31.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quick one before I have to leave for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this in my email a week back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations on winning a limited edition 40th Anniversary Chevrolet Camaro Scale Model Pack from General Motors!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda surprised actually.. cos the contest was just for you to write something about your favourite Chevrolet... And well... I actually haven't driven any of them yet!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically.. I just smoked my way through... I just wrote... "My favourite Chevrolet is the Camaro, because it is a great combination of modern design and asthetics, with all the fun of a 1970s muscle car"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. Can't believe it got chosen as one of the 10 winners.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting the cars to be the usual 1/18 scale that I collect... but at least 1/43... funny thing is... the box puts them as 1/64, but it looks more like 1/43s.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pics anyway... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKKPErenI/AAAAAAAAANg/b2-dYs8Fztc/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKKPErenI/AAAAAAAAANg/b2-dYs8Fztc/s320/DSC00765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152269882161330802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKKvEreoI/AAAAAAAAANo/zy3Qxj_hC5Y/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKKvEreoI/AAAAAAAAANo/zy3Qxj_hC5Y/s320/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152269890751265410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKK_ErepI/AAAAAAAAANw/o0NzzcFXR2U/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKK_ErepI/AAAAAAAAANw/o0NzzcFXR2U/s320/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152269895046232722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKLPEreqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/UHCaPE7tLAY/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKLPEreqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/UHCaPE7tLAY/s320/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152269899341200034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKLvErerI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_huWtpZJXRs/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKLvErerI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_huWtpZJXRs/s320/DSC00769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152269907931134642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all!! Gotta go for dinner with the NS guys and it just starts raining.. wth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4726109754110541377?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4726109754110541377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4726109754110541377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4726109754110541377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4726109754110541377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/01/quick-one-before-i-have-to-leave-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R4CKKPErenI/AAAAAAAAANg/b2-dYs8Fztc/s72-c/DSC00765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-735452584098669405</id><published>2008-01-03T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:53:41.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First post of the New Year... Err.. ok... so? Lol... I usually hardly ever care about celebrating New Years... Why? What's the point? It's just another reminder that you're getting older, things are changing and you've got another day lesser to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial plan for the New Year was to just have a home-cooked dinner, slack and watch tv till midnight, where I'll open a bottle of wine, drink a bit and go sleep... Instead.. my plans were.. rather wonderfully changed by one sms from Nicole.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out she was taking part in this dance competition at Cine.. it would last till midnight.. so I decided I'd just pop down, since Weiming was supposed to call me when he was done that day anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance competition started around 11pm... with an emcee that didn't really have much to ask the groups after they finished performing... Blast had like... 5 groups in the competition.. Mainly because, this was one competition, where competitors were actually PAID to take part as well... $300 per group.. so... most groups had like 3 to 5 people... Even BHF took part.. Big Hair and Friends that is.. lol.. Roz, Taufik and Candy.. Who eventually won... First prize... $1200... sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... the countdown came around... everyone partied around for a bit... and then we found out that the money for the competitors could only be collected at The Cathay... wth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Nic, her friend Nicholas and I decided we'd walk down to The Cathay before taking a cab back home... And as usual.. the foreign workers were out in full force again... but this year with less cans of that stupid fake snow... Still didn't stop some of them from trying to spray passers-by... Nicholas put it in the best way possible, "If any of them sprays us, I'll shove the can up their butt, through their jeans and all".. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we chose to walk on the other side of the road, opposite Centrepoint... you could see them across the street... hear their crazy shouts of Happy New Year... and like a mob, they just continued on from Orchard all the way down to Dhoby Ghaut and beyond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Cathay, realised that they had a free party with free Asahi beer right outside The Cathay.. music sounded good.. so we decided to stay.. lol... Didn't really like beer, so I took only one cup of it... Nicholas tried to egg me on to drink more... but that ain't gonna happen... I know what happens when I drink too much, and I'm not gonna let it happen again... So call me a wuss, I don't care... At least I know what my limit is and I stand by my choice to stay in control of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the blast jnrs came by too.. ended up partying there till around 2 plus.. then we all went for supper at Newton.. reached home at 5am... totally conked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surprisingly, my bio clock ended up being totally screwed up... couldn't sleep till like 5am for the past 2 days.. and now.. I'm kinda slightly sick... Gonna finish up and probably head to bed earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the first blast class of 2008... well.. snr class only anyway.. still a bit under the weather... Damn man... I'm rusty.. lol... managed to pick up the pace halfway through... but the lethargy and the lightheadedness still got to me at the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diecast model store at Millenia had new stocks coming in, so I hitched a ride with Pat down to Millenia Walk.. lol... First time in so long that I saw so few cars in Suntec.. why? new ERP gantry before the Rochor exit on ECP from Clementi... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the new models in the store... Prices went up AGAIN... sheesh... they're nuts... from $125 to $155 for one, it jumped to $155 to $185, and now... $158 to $188... wth... even with the member discount, it's starting to be quite ex to keep on getting from the shop... Luckily, I have other venues to get them... Some cheaper too... Lol.. I hung around the shop.. even helped one guy make a decision on a model.. 18+ yr old guy... came in looking for a particular model.. that one got delayed till Feb 08... saw another one he liked.. and got shocked at the price... Like I said.. starting to get exp... $185 nett, $148 with member discount.. still kinda ex.. So in the end he just put in a deposit... Didn't have the heart to tell him that the black version that he wanted.. I got the last piece last week.. lol... *Refer to previous post*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there to chat with my friend working there and shared a cab back once he closed up at 9.30... Forgot about that damn $3 CBD surcharge... sheesh... But then, because of that, there were actually queues of taxis in Suntec, and not the other way around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... I hate being sick... dont' have the energy to do anything else except stone in front of my computer... or on the bed.. which I should be hitting soon... Still have a packed day tmr... AVP2 with the sis, then meeting up with the sis' other 'brother', also another Chris.. That's gonna be fun... call one Chris and all 3 turn... Lol... Then dinner with Kareen... and then I'm gonna have to get back home and get cracking on putting more stuff on my project again... hopefully, I can launch it end of the month... Hopefully... Gonna have to do all that... PLUS try to organise a sec sch guys outing for Fri night.. the ONLY day they most probably would be free, before school starts for those in NTU, and work starts for the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another meetup with the NS guys on Sun... and meeting my friend, who's been a great help to me, on Mon for dinner... Just heard he proposed to his long-time gf!! Congrats man!! So fast sia.. lol... I don't even see myself settling down till I'm at least 30-ish... lol... Provided the right girl comes along anyway... But until then... I'm not really gonna bother so much about it... If it happens, it happens... Just gonna enjoy life now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 had better be more promising than 2007 for me... Or rather... I'm gonna make sure it's better than 2007... Heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-735452584098669405?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/735452584098669405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=735452584098669405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/735452584098669405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/735452584098669405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post-of-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-403426126237431243</id><published>2007-12-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:42:23.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another year's almost gone.. and this year.. I actually had quite a nice christmas.. avoided the crowds at Orchard by COMPLETELY avoiding Orchard Road.. and yet managed to have some fun on Christmas eve, day and even post Christmas day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home with the parents on the eve.. we ordered spaghetti from Pasta Fresca for dinner, gave my grandmother and grandaunt a treat as well.. Then my friends called me out to chill... went to Blooie's at Jln Tua Kong for some pub grub.. Cajun fries and and their AWESOME BBQ chicken wings.. And well.. 12 midnight passed while we were still there... Say the bartender take this old bicycle horn and start beeping when it was past midnight.. even went out of the pub to beep at the houses nearby.. lol.. Then he played the usual Merry Christmas song.. until he abruptly stopped it and went back to groovy pop music, reason being "Enough of this shit"... lol... That was so amusing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day was just the usual... slacking around home... watching lame christmas movies.. so I decided to go pamper myself... went down to Millenia Walk, to get my models... Lol... Every year, for my birthday and christmas, my relatives would just put some cash into ang pows and give it to me as presents.. Haha.. the best presents in mu opinion... So I had enough to get 2 models... The first was one I've been wanting to get for so long... the Ford GT LM Spec II Test Car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3O-kvErecI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kUySTw768aE/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3O-kvErecI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kUySTw768aE/s320/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148668337335269826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3O-k_EredI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/S4LFwO0qN2c/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3O-k_EredI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/S4LFwO0qN2c/s320/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148668341630237138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a special texture they used.. to mimick the carbon fibre.. Damn cool model.. I like my 2nd shot too actually.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd model I got was a damn rare piece that was the last piece in the store.. The 1967 Ford Mustang GT390 from the movie "Bullitt" staring Steve McQueen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAE_EreeI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DvaRW7uMdAo/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAE_EreeI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DvaRW7uMdAo/s320/DSC00704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148669990897678818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAFPErefI/AAAAAAAAAMg/V5W2dkDJEJY/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAFPErefI/AAAAAAAAAMg/V5W2dkDJEJY/s320/DSC00706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148669995192646130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAFfEregI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ULTMoDEbHTM/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAFfEregI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ULTMoDEbHTM/s320/DSC00732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148669999487613442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAFvErehI/AAAAAAAAAMw/e6D8pApAXYQ/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PAFvErehI/AAAAAAAAAMw/e6D8pApAXYQ/s320/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148670003782580754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the last shot a lot.. lol... damn stylo... This model is really quite rare, since I heard that Autoart lost the license to make the Bullitt Ford Mustang already.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. on the way back, I bought half a dozen donuts for the family, since I still had cash left... and we polished it all off as well... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing Day was quite a fun day too.. Had lunch with my sis at Waraku at Siglap.. totally pigged out... was quite impressed by the service the manager gave us... I asked about their Salmon Miso Cheese, which wasn't on the menu anymore.. and he said he'd check with the kitchen whether they could still do it.. They couldn't though, but it was alright... at least he had the initiative to ask... Very refreshing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. I went to collect my Christmas present for the family.. Awfully Chocolate's Christmas Box!! Lol... The box had one chocolate log cake, two boxes of chocolate truffles, and one Awfully Chocolate Christmas Tree!! I'll let the pics do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC8PEreiI/AAAAAAAAAM4/8TZkjPbtmVY/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC8PEreiI/AAAAAAAAAM4/8TZkjPbtmVY/s320/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148673139108706850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC8fErejI/AAAAAAAAANA/GPETxLGaCMc/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC8fErejI/AAAAAAAAANA/GPETxLGaCMc/s320/DSC00752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148673143403674162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC8_ErekI/AAAAAAAAANI/hR1wK3j2Wn4/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC8_ErekI/AAAAAAAAANI/hR1wK3j2Wn4/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148673151993608770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC9fErelI/AAAAAAAAANQ/wRmfWjlJgVs/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC9fErelI/AAAAAAAAANQ/wRmfWjlJgVs/s320/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148673160583543378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC9vEremI/AAAAAAAAANY/oUwQNfAeD78/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3PC9vEremI/AAAAAAAAANY/oUwQNfAeD78/s320/DSC00758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148673164878510690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy eh!! Lol... Then I had to rush off for my movie treat from Callie... It was a belated bday treat.. lol... Had coffee at Wisma to catch up on stuff.. then got dragged to Heeren to take neoprints... Not gonna put the pics here... Cal, you'd better not upload them to facebook!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to catch National Treasure... Not too bad a movie... Worth a weekday price, but maybe not a weekend price... So since I already watched I Am Legend.. the only movie left is... The Chipmunks!! Lol.. That and Alien vs Predator 2 when it opens within the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a few days of Christmas celebrations eh.. lol... They're still continuing though.. like my bday celebrations.. lol... Lunch with Kareen and Shumei tmr.. Dinner with the JC guys.. then dinner with Jas and Suzie on Sun night.. lol... So if anyone else wants to meet me.. Sat's the only free day this week!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh!! Had to post this... Was on the way down from Bugis to meet Nic at Bishan for coffee today evening when guess what.. the train service was disrupted at Bugis by some silly girl who got her ENTIRE calf stuck in the gap between the train and the platform... They had to evacuate the entire train while station staff worked on getting her leg out... But.. like all other times, everyone just gathered around the poor girl... her friends and the staff helping her.. and then, it was just a matter of time before you see a lone hand stick up out of the crowd with a camera phone and take a picture.. then... a camera with a flash... I'm like... wth?? Poor girl's trapped there and instead of helping, you go take a picture?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even worse... some people wanted to see what the commotion was about.. and went to board the train to look... got chased out by the staff again cos the weight in the train was apparently pressing down on the girl's leg... stupid idiots... in the end, the SCDF came to get her leg out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is.. she's not a kid.. she's a teenager.. I have no idea how her entire calf could have slipped down into the gap... but judging by what her friends were wearing.. I could make a guess.. Slippers, shorts and thin legs... easy for it to get trapped... I honestly don't know which was worse... having someone get her leg stuck.. or seeing everyone else snapping away like a movie star had come to the station... Singaporeans so need a life man... hai~...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-403426126237431243?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/403426126237431243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=403426126237431243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/403426126237431243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/403426126237431243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-years-almost-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/R3O-kvErecI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kUySTw768aE/s72-c/DSC00735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-6701939421864575944</id><published>2007-12-03T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:14:01.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to all those who sent birthday wishes to me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it by sms, phone calls, facebook or friendster, thanks a lot guys~ Really appreciate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From msgs just an hour past midnight, to even belated ones, I really thank you guys for the effort. I know that some of you guys are still in the midst of exams, a really stressful period, so thanks a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once this time, this birthday's been quite enjoyable... Got msgs from not only close friends, but even my NS friends who just happened to run into each other and one of them remembered my bday.. It was really a surprise to hear from them... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-bday celebrations the day before had me catching Hitman with my sis, since I had two free tickets to use up before the end of the month. The movie wasn't bad, just wish 47 could have been more artistic and silent in his killing, thats what the game was about anyway... But the movie was quite watchable, especially if you've played the game like I have... Then I spent my birthday quite peacefully, at home, with family and just relaxing, getting my thoughts in order. Sometimes just idly leafing through light reading material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post bday celebrations were even more fun... Accompanied my sis down to Orchard Road Presbyterian Church for her friend's charity 2nd hand bazaar, I went for the food, she went to look at her friend's mother's jewellery store.. lol.. Then we caught The Kingdom at the Cathay and even she agrees that the sweet popcorn there is the best she's ever had!! Haha... &lt;br /&gt;The Kingdom was a nice movie, albeit slightly slower paced in the beginning, the action only really started in the last 45 minutes or so.. At least it didn't portray all Saudis as angry terrorists, it actually showed that not all of them are extremists, which is good... Didn't make the movie seem like more propaganda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I headed down to Far East Square for the O School Dance recital... Good items, great atmosphere, the only sucky thing were the seating arrangements.. Asking the audience to sit on the floor where the stage is ALSO on the floor, is definitely NOT a good idea... its even worse when there's b-boying... But the items are great fun!! I really liked the Lyrical Hip Hop, Popping and Reggae items.. Not to mention the instructors' item, its damn inspiring to see their item... Great fun, humorous and great dancing all round!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great chance for me to catch up with the Blast ppl too... Haven't seen some of them in ages, like Ahmad, Candy, Clavin, Roz... And who can forget, the dance battle with Calvin strutting his stuff!! And body for a moment anyway.. Lol.. Everyone had a slightly sore throat after that part... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could really see the jnrs who performed for this improving... Nic, Lina, Weilong and Sharon... Wonderful performance for the reggae item... You could really feel the energy for that one.. Haha... I said it once, I'll say it again... "That's hot".. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the lack of pictures, they're all on other people's cameras and the ones that are on my facebook aren't exactly clear... Sorry for that Marie!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not the only post-bday celebration... Got a dinner treat tmr, AND on thurs... plus Nic's slightly belated bday bash on Fri... I might go down for Ahmad's modelling gig at Zouk first too... Haha... it's gonna be one BIG Friday... Haven't clubbed for dunno how long man... Itching to hit the floor again, esp after the O school recital... I'll probably sneak in Nic's bday present on one of the days too.. Hehe... Poor girl's got to study on her bday... Man, I know how that's like.. Had to do that last year too... Sucked big time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my bday celebrations are lasting a week and a half this year.. lol... That's a big change from last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to my friends who forgot, it's alright... I can't expect everyone to remember my bday, especially at this time of the year... No expectations means no disappointments eh? Haha... It's great some of you guys remembered, but it's no big deal others forgot... As long as you guys remember me as a friend, that's good enough for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I confess, I did expect some to msg me... and there wasn't any msgs.. but as I thought about it.. I don't owe you guys anything, so I shouldn't expect anything back either.. Like I said, as long as you remember me as a friend, its good enough for me... =) Guess that's why I never really put my birthdate on this blog... Don't wanna look like I'm screaming for attention on this one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for the well wishes, I really appreciate it more than I can ever express... If you guys ever need anything, I'll be there to lend a hand.. I'm just a phone call away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-6701939421864575944?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/6701939421864575944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=6701939421864575944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6701939421864575944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6701939421864575944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanks-to-all-those-who-sent-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4248949175935731823</id><published>2007-11-01T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:26:37.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoops.. been neglecting this blog a bit too much... realised it's been nearly 2 months since I last blogged... Oh well.. guess I just had other more important things to do... What with my late night meetings, dinners, gym and just working on business, it's left me with quite little time to do anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween's just passed by, and at least I managed to catch movies with my friends, albeit one kinda last minute one on Sat night... 11.25pm movie.. sheesh... Can't remember the last time I actually left the house that late... Watched Halloween on Friday, The Seeker on Sat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Halloween is a slasher flick.. so of course one would expect blood, gore and selective nudity, like all other slasher flicks in the genre, which is also the reason for the NC-16 rating... But, like some ignorant movie-goers in Singapore, I guess they just pick a movie for fun, without even knowing what to expect... Which could explain the 3 'ah lian' bimbos sitting behind me in the cinema... Mike Myers slits a throat, blood oozes out, and the first thing I hear is "Eee!! So much blood!! So gross!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, really? *raises eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello girls, it's called a SLASHER flick, means blood, gore and violence... What did ya expect? Cute little bunnies hopping around? Everyone living happily ever after? Sheesh... Watch a cartoon if you want that kind of ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't enjoy watching a movie where the vocal commentaries I hear during the show are all "Oh my God!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ladies, I'm sure He's heard you, and I'm also sure He's too busy with the rest of the world to look in on 3 bimbos watching a slasher flick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I COULD concentrate on the movie, it wasn't that bad, at least it showed the history of Mike Myers, and psych majors would just love to analyse what went wrong with him... All in all, quite an ok movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seeker was next, on a Sat night at Great World... Friends hadn't been there in a long time, so we decided to try it out, and there's always the fun of watching the 'costumed horrors' at Zouk later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked good in the trailers, storyline was ok, just didn't quite like the kid who kept whining about everything... and the fact that he was already told he has powers, but for I don't know what reason, doesn't choose to use them when he really needs to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope the Golden Compass is better, that one looks like its got more promise than The Seeker... Managed to catch a few new movie trailers coming soon... Most interesting to me are The Golden Compass, Iron man, Hitman, Harold and Kumar 2 and I am Legend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are probably the few I'm interested in at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... I really gotta post this too... My friend's condo found this lost dog when I was there on Tuesday... Really sweet little thing... It's a white female Maltese... Looks like it's been owned, fur's just been trimmed, relatively well groomed... just no collar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RyjHGN2CEuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IndbvDyAIwE/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RyjHGN2CEuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IndbvDyAIwE/s320/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127567085370741474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... sooo cuuutteee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after gym, my friend and I took her to the nearby pet store to see if anyone's reported her missing, and get some food for her... It's just so damn amusing... imagine 2 guys walking a small dog like that... sheesh... That is SO gay... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that short 10 min walk to the store, I can conclude two things, one, the maltese was owned probably by a female, cos she seemed to want to chase after the ladies ONLY... couldn't care less about the guys.. she always went towards any females.. and two, she's picky about some things... isn't afraid of crossing the road with us... but switching from one sidewalk to another path, sometimes she would refuse to walk, and my friend would have to carry her past this 'invisible' barrier before she'd be willing to walk again... How very 'female' eh? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope she's doing better now... hope her owners have found her... I'm tempted to take her in myself really... if not for my mother's strict 'no pets in the house' rule... I'll know more tmr when I go for gym again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go... here's another shot of the maltese... I call this her 'Diva' shot.. lol.. cos she didn't want to look at me.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RyjIot2CEvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/h1DiXTYPCqk/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RyjIot2CEvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/h1DiXTYPCqk/s320/DSC00977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127568777587856114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, wat's all this? What's this about? What's going on here?? xD (Nic, you know what I'm talking about here.. lol..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4248949175935731823?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4248949175935731823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4248949175935731823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4248949175935731823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4248949175935731823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/11/whoops.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RyjHGN2CEuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IndbvDyAIwE/s72-c/DSC00979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-5674282058622392376</id><published>2007-09-16T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:13:15.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally have some time to post something on this nearly dead blog of mine... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been kinda busy recently, what with DR 07 practices, my own work and basically the search for that first job still on, I rarely have time to sit down and write out a good post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my own work piling up while I settle other more pressing matters, like helping another friend with his computer... Windows XP is such a bitch to use sometimes... especially when some older programs aren't compatible with it... But, through the use of some clever searching and a slight bit of "ahem" work, it was possible for me and weiming to successfully port over programs from Win 2k to XP... Of course, it took me about a few hours to build his computer for him, neaten it up inside for better airflow... But it took even longer to finish up all the disk images that he needed to be installed on his com, plus, after sending the computer to his office, there was the usual setting up, testing and experimenting with the porting over of programs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial plan was to have a dual-boot OS system, so he could use Win 2k when he wanted to use the programs.. But after hearing that someone managed to port over the programs to XP, we decided to have a crack at it... Took us 2 days, but it worked... Then I had to accidentally screw it up again by doing something I should not have done... bringing all the work back to square one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time, I had to redo it alone cos weiming wasn't available at that time... Managed to get everything back and working within another 2 days.. with numerous calls to wieming to ask him what he did in the first place... But the result now is... a working single OS system with Win xp.. running all the programs he needs!! And I learnt so much about working with XP and so much about myself as well... so that's really a bonus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really managed to give a great sigh of relief after that... but only a short one... had to rush off to school for DR rehearsals... and since I've been waking up at 8am for the past 4 days, for this work and my gym training, and sleeping at like 2am, I was seriously mentally drained... Couldn't even do the first run properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded by pat a bit... but it doesn't really affect me anymore... He was right anyway.. and that night, I went back and watched the videos we took and went to see where I could improve and where I went wrong... Got some help from the guys and some third person critique from Nic as well... It doesn't feel good to have someone point out your mistakes to you, but at the same time, I know what it's the only way to get things right... I still felt kinda down after prac that day, wanted to ask callie out for some coffee and well... some motivation I guess... but she was already at home... But in the end it was ok... had the whole time in the train to think it through and get my resolve back... Didn't expect that call from her, but it was nice to hear her again since the last time we met up... She's a great friend, always willing to lend a listening ear, helping me keep the turmoil that is my mind in check, always encouraging and supportive... I definitely wouldn't want to lose a friend like that... Really a rare gem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I did manage to pull everything together... Today was the first night of DR... and the general consensus was that the opening item was great! Only one more night to go... one more night and it'll be done.. then I can focus on more pressing matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once this weekend is done, I basically have time to get my gym training going full steam, meet suppliers to discuss business, start my night runs again, look for research work, finish up my site... and probably squeeze in dinner/lunch with any of my friends... Lunch is easier I guess, since a few of them work in the same area, I know what time their lunch hour is, and I can just work around their schedule... In the Raffles Place area alone, I can probably meet Jas, Callie, Mei and Dan for lunch... If I'm in school or nearby school, Xu zi, Nic or some of my other friends in science would probably be free for lunch... If I'm around Simpang Bedok area, I could probably call Ester too if she's free... Near Blk 85, Weikun is around too... Hehe... I even had a quite interesting conversation with Elson when we went for supper after DR's Full Dress Rehearsal last night... Haha... Got new nicknames for each other too lah.. Hahaha... But I am definitely not what my nick says.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner would probably be reserved for friends who have ended work, probaby Jas, Mei, Callie or even my 'brudder brother' Larry... Haha... Got new 'brudder' sia... Guess we can click so well cos we are kinda alike... Both like to pamper their friends somewhat... Both are very direct and basically honest to others... If Weiming is out of camp, then I'll probably meet him too sometime... Both for work and for relaxation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone recently said this to me when I asked if they felt lonely not having someone special in their lives, the answer... "What are friends for?" And now that I look back... I see that it is quite true... Friends are always around for you... it's just whether you want to pick up that phone and contact them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't met someone who could make me want to get to know them better for quite a while now... but its not important to me any longer... I've got far more pressing matters at hand... and sometimes, relationships just make things far more complicated than they should be... Thats not to say that I'm 100% happy with my life right now though... I am enjoying it, but at the same time, I yearn for more... More things to do, more to learn, more to experience... How many times has one heard that someone has succeeded in life? And what does that imply actually?? I can say that I'm got a yearning to succeed in life... but is that being too ambitious? Or just idealistic? Where's that realistic side of me then? I don't hear it protesting either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess these answers can only be found when one has reached that destination... So... I'll tell you guys when I've reached it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Keep moving forward" Very good motto to use... Now I know why you like it too... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around here however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious... and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths. -Walt Disney- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm... maybe he's onto something there... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-5674282058622392376?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/5674282058622392376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=5674282058622392376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/5674282058622392376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/5674282058622392376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-have-some-time-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1043043776590445767</id><published>2007-08-21T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:19:37.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been seriously pigging out for the last 3 days... all thanks to late night suppers and good lunches... Hehe... Guess thats why this afternoon, all I had for lunch was a pot of Earl Grey... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick recap of how much food's actually gone into my belly during the weekend... Went for a late supper with my friend at ECP Macs on Thurs night (Fillet meal and nuggets!!)... Steak from the Black Board for dinner on Fri night... Split a large deluxe cheese pizza with another friend at Pizza Hut for dinner on Sat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZPwgOyUI/AAAAAAAAALg/Wr_hn5Ys1so/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZPwgOyUI/AAAAAAAAALg/Wr_hn5Ys1so/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100846917715151170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hickory Smoked Prime Ribs... Yummy... My first time trying this one... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hog's Breath steak with my sis for lunch on Sunday... Another late night supper at Simpang Bedok with my friend again (Tissue prata and milo dinosaur!!)... Pepper Lunch for dinner on Mon night... and guess what my sis just managed to get!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZQQgOyVI/AAAAAAAAALo/UO5BMhX-2Ss/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZQQgOyVI/AAAAAAAAALo/UO5BMhX-2Ss/s320/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100846926305085778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRISPY KREMES!!! She got them from a friend who just came back from US!! Half a dozen divine assorted doughnuts!! Oooooh... Compared to them, the doughnuts in Singapore are nothing!! Look at those perfectly glazed tops, with soft, firm white bread and sweet filling!! Yuuummm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZQggOyWI/AAAAAAAAALw/yAKLeUFBNJg/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZQggOyWI/AAAAAAAAALw/yAKLeUFBNJg/s320/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100846930600053090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those delicious doughnuts!! We got a little excited and started munching on them before taking the picture.. Hehe... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder after all this, my stomach didn't want to eat a lot during lunch today... That one pot of Early Grey lasted me from 12 plus till 8pm... Didn't know why too... guess I should stay away from rich foods for a while... And hit the gym again... Lol... Trying to run at night is kinda hard when you've got suppers... But amazingly, I actually did go for supper AFTER one of my night runs... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering if I should go use the school gym... Its free anyway.. hehe... Or should I try the guild house instead.. Hrm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously don't know what's come over me this weekend, just felt... carnivorous... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what other cravings I'll have next weekend... xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1043043776590445767?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1043043776590445767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1043043776590445767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1043043776590445767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1043043776590445767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/08/been-seriously-pigging-out-for-last-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RsnZPwgOyUI/AAAAAAAAALg/Wr_hn5Ys1so/s72-c/DSC00947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1508616579987565904</id><published>2007-08-10T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:24:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Public holidays are some of the worst days to call for home delivery... Wanted to call pizza for the family today for dinner... Tot it would be early enough if I called at 6pm... apparently not... couldn't even get through to the answering machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, my sis and I went down to the pizza hut at siglap to order some takeaway... had to wait 30-45 mins.. not so bad a time, so we just spent that time looking for dvds to rent at video ezy and had some coffee at starbucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to collect our orders, several stupid things happened that pissed me off... one... stupid kids that kept running in and out of the restaurant like they owned the place... its already crowded enough with ppl queueing up outside and inside, to make payments, collect orders... As well as the service staff trying to deliver orders... There is NO need for kids to run around like its their playground.. wonder what their parents were doing.. Too busy stuffing their mouths I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we realised they screwed up our order.. apparently, one of the earlier patrons ordered a smiliar item, the party meal, and didn't really check carefully before whisking off with MY food... and I sure as hell didn't want to take HIS cold rubbish.. so, they had to rush another order for us, had to wait another 10 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add to my very pissed off mood already... this rude fat balding ass who is apparently blind, looked at me while I was waiting at the counter and just said "Can get me a cup of ice?" WTF?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO I FREAKING LOOK LIKE I WORK THERE?? THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE SERVICE STAFF WHO ARE WEARING RED AND WHITE SHIRTS WITH BLACK PANTS, AND ME WEARING A BROWN TEE, JEANS AND A CAP... FOR GOODNESS SAKE MAN... LOOK CAREFULLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even say sorry after realising his mistake.. in fact, he didn't even say excuse me in the first place... wtf... Really had a good mind to go to him after getting my order and telling him "Excuse me, would you still like that cup of ice?" and if he says anything that even resembles a yes, I'll tell him to get it himself... Sheesh man... and they complain that singapore service isn't good... with customers like that... who wants to give good service??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. I was just too tired and in a hurry to get back home to deliver the food to even bother with such people... waste my energy trying to talk to cavemen... Can you imagine taking 2 hours to get food?? Left home at 6pm.. got back at 8 plus... sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch the fireworks for this year's parade... Not very spectacular... last year's fireworks festival ones were much better... and longer too... Hehe... It just doesn't feel like National Day this year.. don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished a 3 dvd movie marathon with my sis... lol... This is the only way to spend a holiday man... Hehe... No crowds, no irritating kids.. and no blind idiots!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1508616579987565904?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1508616579987565904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1508616579987565904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1508616579987565904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1508616579987565904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/08/public-holidays-are-some-of-worst-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-6363351960069852005</id><published>2007-08-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T02:38:21.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This definitely has to go on here... Watched The Simpsons Movie the other day... just for the heck of it.. this is what everyone's been talking about the most!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider-Pig, Spider-Pig&lt;br /&gt;Does whatever a Spider-Pig does&lt;br /&gt;Can he swing from a web?&lt;br /&gt;No he *can't*&lt;br /&gt;cause he's a *pig*&lt;br /&gt;Look out!&lt;br /&gt;He's *Spider-Pig*! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sung to the tune of the Spiderman theme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... That part just cracked me up silly... But I know someone who's getting tired of listening to her colleague sing it everyday.. Lol... If they're gonna create any more Simpsons movie toys, they should make one of the pig, with those suction cups on its feet... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing lots of considerations lately... on my future, my work and everything... Figured if it was the time to try anything out of the ordinary... it would be now.. so while I still search for that elusive lab experience that would buffer my resume, I'm also considering other options, non-science related... leaning towards business or sales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did tell my friend once... if I were to ever do sales, it would have to be something I'm deeply interested in.. in this case, IT or automobiles... And it so happens that I do have openings for both... just that... well... it sounds like a waste of a degree for me to study in NUS for 3 years, get that degree and do something totally unrelated to the degree... Of course, I could use it to further my studies in the future... but for that, I'd really like some work experience in the sciences field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my friend did once comment.. that I don't seem to be the kind of guy who'd want to work in the lab everyday... which is actually quite true.. although I enjoy lab practicals/work... if I don't find what I'm doing interesting, I won't want to keep on doing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda weird that way... don't know how anyone can be doing the same thing day in day out for like dunno how many years... I can't... I need things to be at least interesting from time to time to keep my interest there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend's just set up a car company... was thinking of working there for the time being... pay's not fantastic cos its commission based, but at least I get to work with cars... so, there definitely is interest there... and since its a new company, if I join this early, might probably be able to rise up higher next time if I decide that I like it and want to stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sending in resumes for lab positions and all too... but well... frankly, I somehow don't see myself sequestered away in a lab for the rest of my life too... if it was forensics, doing analysis and all that.. I probably wouldn't mind doing that... but anything else... well.. its subjective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its like what callie said.. my passion is in driving, cars and motorsports... but... if I be realistic about it... in SG, this is an expensive passion... way too expensive for me right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I'm both an idealist and a realist... my idealist side will keep thinking up all this large grandoise pictures of what things could be... but my realist side keeps pulling the reigns back, telling me to be more realistic in my goals... sometimes I just don't know when to let the reins go or when to haul them in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want most right now, is just to get work to be financially independent from my parents, and start earning my own income... My friends have all been quite supportive, telling me to take it slow and just enjoy the holidays first... but frankly... I'm getting sick of it... there's only so much one can do without a stable income...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why sometimes its just frustrating... I start to feel inadequate because I'm jobless... and the plan I had for myself after I graduated, just meets roadblocks every step of the way, its slow trying to clear them when I'm the only person doing the work to clear them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it could also be just me giving excuses... which is why I'm going to put in more hours working on things at home... and less going out and all that... unless its for work... This ends NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to get on a path and start walking it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna end this with this quite amusing quote from Hugh Laurie, of House MD: "&lt;em&gt;Girls are complicated. The instruction manual that comes with girls is 800 pages, with chapters 14, 19, 26 and 32 missing, and it's badly translated, hard to figure out&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... let the flaming start girls... Hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-6363351960069852005?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/6363351960069852005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=6363351960069852005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6363351960069852005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6363351960069852005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-definitely-has-to-go-on-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-7522950772478438162</id><published>2007-07-07T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T03:14:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found a new 'feel good' song!! It's actually an old 80's rock song, from the Transformers Cartoon Movie... but still... very nice to listen to... Really manages to perk my spirits up these days... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Stan Bush&lt;br /&gt;Song: The Touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;You've never walked, you've never run,&lt;br /&gt;You're a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the moves, you know the streets&lt;br /&gt;Break the rules, take the heat&lt;br /&gt;You're nobody's fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at your best when the goin' gets rough&lt;br /&gt;You've been put to the test, but it's never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all hell's breakin' loose&lt;br /&gt;You'll be riding the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the heart&lt;br /&gt;You got the motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that when things get too tough&lt;br /&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never bend, you never break&lt;br /&gt;You seem to know just what it takes&lt;br /&gt;You're a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the blood, it's in the will&lt;br /&gt;It's in the mighty hands of steel&lt;br /&gt;When you're standin' your ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never get hit when your back's to the wall&lt;br /&gt;Gonna fight to the end and you're takin' it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all hell's breakin' loose&lt;br /&gt;You'll be riding the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the heart&lt;br /&gt;You got the motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that when things get too tough&lt;br /&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fightin' fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;You know you got the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at your best when the road gets rough&lt;br /&gt;You've been put to the test, but it's never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;You got the power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually... there's another one... same movie... same type of song... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Stan Bush&lt;br /&gt;Song: Dare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes when your hopes have all been shattered&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere to turn&lt;br /&gt;You wonder how you keep going&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things that really mattered&lt;br /&gt;And the chances you've earned&lt;br /&gt;The fire in your heart is growing&lt;br /&gt;You can fly, if you try leaving the past behind&lt;br /&gt;Heaven only knows what you might find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to believe you can survive&lt;br /&gt;You hold the future in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to keep all of your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;It's time to take a stand&lt;br /&gt;And you can win, if you dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's trying to break your spirit&lt;br /&gt;Keeping you down&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever&lt;br /&gt;But there's another voice if you'll just hear it&lt;br /&gt;Saying it's the last round&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness you stumble into the light&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for the things you know are right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to believe you can survive&lt;br /&gt;The power is there at your command&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to keep all of your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;It's time to take a stand&lt;br /&gt;And you can win, if you dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to believe you can survive&lt;br /&gt;You hold the future in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to keep all of your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;The power is there at your command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare - dare to keep all your love alive&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be all you can be&lt;br /&gt;Dare - 'cause there is a place where dreams survive&lt;br /&gt;And it's calling you on to victory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda refreshing to listen to these songs and still feel that pang of motivation when you need it... Hehe... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-7522950772478438162?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/7522950772478438162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=7522950772478438162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7522950772478438162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7522950772478438162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/07/found-new-feel-good-song-its-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-6060815687633295027</id><published>2007-07-07T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T03:10:01.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random thought of the day: It's quite impossible to be the best in something when there's no finish line in the race, quite often, its usually just being the best till the next best person comes along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with that out of the way.. here's what's been going on these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually quite apt that the 4th of July is the American Independence Day.. cos it so happens to also be MY Independence Day... Yup... 4th of July 2007, was the day I could finally refer to myself as a graduate... But somehow... I wasn't very excited about it... all the way till the ceremony in school... Guess I just kinda felt that it was something that I just had to go through just to get that piece of paper... Part of my just couldn't wait to get it over and done with... and to finally walk out of NUS... bringing with me the good memories of the times I spent with my friends... and walking away from all the bad memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was also partly cos it wasn't quite the way I envisioned my graduation to be like... I actually wanted to graduate with hons.. but.. somehow... it lost its appeal somewhere down the line... I actually wanted to graduate with my other friends doing hons... but... that wasn't to be either... I thought I could graduate with someone special by my side, like so many of the couples I saw that day... but that wasn't to be either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just had to be content with graduating with my friends... which, as I realised, wasn't such a bad thing either... Although there were quite a few of my friends who weren't graduating just yet... just as many were graduating with me too... And those also were the friends who actually made life in uni bearable... How could I forget the lameness of hendrick and his friends? Or the xiao char bo Kareen, my lecture mate and bitching buddy? She's probably been one of the friends I could really count on in my darkest of days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OYxatEtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k-PXhXNWRRY/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157585581216466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OYxatEtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k-PXhXNWRRY/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hendrick... one lameass guy... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OZBatEuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-ZnY-ir1oHs/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157589876183778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OZBatEuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-ZnY-ir1oHs/s320/DSC00436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Hendrick and Kareen... life's always fun when they're around, probably cos the two of us are always teasing Kareen... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OYRatEsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BLkAbpp1U6s/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157576991281858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OYRatEsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BLkAbpp1U6s/s320/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ultimate lab mates, Wenyan and Bryan... lol... Lab wouldn't be the same without you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OaBatEwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VDKl5zqLT88/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157607056052994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OaBatEwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VDKl5zqLT88/s320/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel... see!! Those are the flower's Yimei gave us... but she had a bigger one for 'someone' else... lol... so jealous... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q2BatExI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xmT9QE3-hG0/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084160287115645714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q2BatExI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xmT9QE3-hG0/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tariq... another funny guy... where's your bang bus? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q2hatEyI/AAAAAAAAALA/wy4SpAMmYlE/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084160295705580322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q2hatEyI/AAAAAAAAALA/wy4SpAMmYlE/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bryan... cool person... always nice to chat with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q3BatEzI/AAAAAAAAALI/caxD9UJ19JQ/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084160304295514930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q3BatEzI/AAAAAAAAALI/caxD9UJ19JQ/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marie... Another somewhat xiao char bo... Imagine her being a teacher next time!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q3hatE1I/AAAAAAAAALY/ggjGZ3XpldE/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084160312885449554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q3hatE1I/AAAAAAAAALY/ggjGZ3XpldE/s320/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't forget Pin Tsin... my project mate in Evolution... haha... How fun were those labs eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget my lab mates, Wenyan and Bryan... who, cos of our surnames, always found a way to end up on the same lab bench for 3 modules... Giving way to lots of laughs and fun during what could have been boring labs... And then, as always, there's Daniel, Bryan, Tariq and the rest of the group... although I may not have always joined their group for all their activities, they've always made me feel like a part of their group when we do go out for supper, or any activities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OZhatEvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lTxooFweIic/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084157598466118386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OZhatEvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lTxooFweIic/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JJ... Friends for so long... thanks for the encouragement mate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q3RatE0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/eXuT2hz58CM/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084160308590482242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6Q3RatE0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/eXuT2hz58CM/s320/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kar Heng... Another long time friend from JC... Dun stress hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the friends who made the trouble to come down eventhough they weren't graduating, JJ and Kar Heng.. although Kar Heng was late.. lol.. but still... I do appreciate the effort... I even managed to run into Yimei.. who, although she came mainly for someone else, bought a flower for me too.. lol... Never really had anyone give me a flower before.. Hehe... it's still sitting on my desk... hasn't even wilted yet, as strong as our friendship since JC... Really appreciate the thought Mei... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all good things, they still come with the bad... my trip in NUS has definitely been very eventful, full of ups and downs... But what doesn't kill me only makes me stronger, I'll bend but not break in the wind... I'll roll with the punches that life throws me... and I'll come back up fighting... I made that promise to my bro... and I never make a promise that I can't keep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course... I can't forget my parents... who've done so much for me... I guess when Nic asked me the other day the point of going to this ceremony, I didn't think much of the reason, until that day... I actually couldn't really be bothered whether or not I went for the ceremony... it was more for my parents.. who gave so much for me to study in uni and to see me graduate... I guess I just wanted to give them something back to remember it... The pictures, the cert, even the ceremony itself, they're the moments frozen in time... moments they've been waiting for for 24 years... Guess that was also the reason what I chose to drive them to the ceremony on that day... They've done a lot for me, its the least I could do for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, its time I started giving back... I just want to give them a peaceful retirement after everything... which also means I've got to be able to support them, myself, and my future, including my future family and expenses... It may sound like a great deal, but its something I'll gladly take on for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes I get irritated by them, when they nag to no end... I may get irritated by that... but ultimately, I do want to give them a good retirement... eventhough they may not know about it at all... Ultimately, that is one of my long term goals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys may notice that this post is kinda feel good sometimes... and yes... it is... I'm choosing to reflect on the positive... and not let the negative affect me... which is also why I'm not going to mention my bad memories... I think I've done enough of that for the past year or so... I'm tired of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a new start... and by finally being able to leave NUS, I just might get it... I don't know what my future holds... but I do know one thing... It is still MY choice in what I want to do... anything else that I can't control, I'll just have to roll with it... but if there's a chance that I may have a choice, then I'll fight for it... The good with the bad... you can't have one without the other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting long... oh well... Here's a special thanks to the other people who aren't graduating, but still made being in NUS worthwhile... Thanks Nic, Callie, Xu Zi, Calvin, the Bandits, Shumei, Marie, the LS guys who are doing their Hons, the Blast ppl... and anyone else I may have missed out... too many to list I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to call me out for lunch/dinner/supper... I'll always make time for you guys... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-6060815687633295027?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/6060815687633295027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=6060815687633295027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6060815687633295027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6060815687633295027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-thought-of-day-its-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Ro6OYxatEtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/k-PXhXNWRRY/s72-c/DSC00434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-2895176997604177645</id><published>2007-06-13T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T03:15:02.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going running really helps me purge my mind.. esp when I've been having considerably sleepless nights these few days... Maybe this time, I'm able to put them all into order after my run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do wish I'd never sent that msg... I guess somehow, my judgement was clouded and I wasn't thinking as straight as I thought I was... Although I usually don't regret the things I do... this actually might become one of those that I would regret... I don't deny we had something really great going on... and it was my choice to send that msg... and although I hesitated to send it for God knows how long, I guess it was a risk I was willing to take... This time round, it's all on me... My choice, and its consequences... I guess this was one that I didn't fully consider although it did briefly cross my mind... I was sure that things couldn't turn out this way... And yet, I'm actually relieved that we were still somehow able to discuss it... It's a big change from the last time I encountered this kind of situation... You once said you're somewhat alike... well... I have to admit, right now, it does feel like that to me sometimes... But things between us are definitely better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, it was me losing sleep cos I was on the receiving end of the silent treatment... this time, we could actually have an open and honest conversation about it... although I'm not sure if we did actually come to a solution... or if there even was one in the first place... But I really did appreciate your honesty... You know my story... Honesty ranks pretty high on my list... and I sincerely do appreciate you being honest about things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the kind of guy with a fragile ego that will break just because the answer wasn't something I wanted to hear... You're honest about it... I respect that... and I will not cross that line again... Its gonna sound damn ironic, but trust me on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things between us are gonna be awkward for a while... and I totally understand that you probably need time and space... I'm patient enough to wait, so that we can resume our usual status... I will miss hanging out with you, but it would be even harder for me to hang out with you when I can still feel that awkwardness in the air... I honestly feel bad enough already... And I'm not gonna be like Chase with his once a week on Tuesday shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've made it quite clear... I understand... I'm not gonna try anything at all... I just want to get past this weird stage cos I'd be lying if I said it wasn't bothering me... You can tell me not to blame myself... but I still will... it was my choice... You didn't do anything at all.. But this is a burden I'm willing to bear, as long as it may help you get past the weirdness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything I've been through, I guess I've learnt to just move on if things don't work out... But at the same time, what we had is something I treasure very much... and its something I'm not willing to lose at all... Good company matters a lot to me... and you're good company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this whole thing is somewhat confusing to you... and I've tried my best to explain it to you... The best explanation I can give is that I just got tired of wanting to be 100% certain... and I wanted to take a chance rather than just wait and see all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like other guys... things don't work out, I'll be fine... I'll just go back to the status quo... but I understand it might not be easy for you... thats why I'm patient enough to give you the time and space that you need... It's better to try to venture a toe across the line and step back when it doesn't work out, rather than cross the line and not be able to draw it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine... I've been alone 22 years out of my 23.5 years... I'll survive... I'm actually more worried about you... but I also know that I can't do anything right now... except give you time... I'm leaving the offer of the status quo on the table.. when you feel comfortable enough, let me know... I'll still be around... and I'll still be your friend, nothing more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to write more about what else is going through my mind these few days... but that'll have to wait... gotta get to sleep... I hope at least this issue is resolved for me... and that I'll be able to sleep better tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-2895176997604177645?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/2895176997604177645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=2895176997604177645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2895176997604177645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2895176997604177645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/06/going-running-really-helps-me-purge-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-3041242240080086993</id><published>2007-05-31T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:42:17.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess company really matters more than where you go to have fun... MOS was just ok last night... started getting crowded cos today's a public holiday... Smoove was packed as usual... but the music was danceable.. just that the people I was there with... well... weren't really much into dancing to the music.. More like using the same moves for the entire song... Pretty much got boring after a while... Met one or two friends there... but didn't really talk much, given the loud music there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the letdown wasn't the music, it was the company... literally killed my mood to dance... Nic and her friends were trying to get into Zouk, but opted to go somewhere else cos it was too crowded... Smoove had space... but they weren't letting ppl in, so it was kinda hard for her to get there too... If she had been there, the mood would definitely have been different... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'll say it right here... I miss dancing with Nic.. Lol.. (enter "Awwww").. although she'll probably try to slap me for that... Hahahaha... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stand it so I left around 1.30am... drove to Esplanade to find some food.. the rest were hungry... Met Nic there too.. Lol.. Eating with her friends... And it may just be me... But I swear that when she left the table... after a while... I saw her friends looking in my direction... Hrrm... Hahaha... Weird day... Oh well... Can't have great days all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the major highlight of the day was the fight that broke out near the entrance to smoove where I was... Lol... Some idiot got so worked up he picked a fight with the bouncer at the door... WRONG MOVE... It's pretty different when the bouncers get serious... Even if the girl the guy was with was screaming her head off... They know how to intimidate them enough so they back off... But then again... what do you expect from the usual bengs and lians... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That experience was the only interesting thing at MOS last night... Lol... Think I was kinda tired after Pat's class too, my ankle was acting up... Choreo was interesting... I liked the music.. eventhough I still made mistakes with it... He still put me in for this year's DR... Somehow... I'm not sure if I wanna do this year's DR.. Guess it will all depend on whether I get a reply from HSA.. or if my own work starts to get demanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... time will tell... Gotta get ready for Shrek 3... lol... Nic said it wasn't that great... but well... think it'll still be good for a few laughs... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-3041242240080086993?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/3041242240080086993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=3041242240080086993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3041242240080086993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3041242240080086993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-company-really-matters-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-2290520898952310591</id><published>2007-05-29T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T02:04:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, parents can be irritating.. That said, I'm not saying I dun love my mother... I do... I owe her a lot and its a debt I'll be repaying for the rest of my life... But sometimes, they just irritate you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept asking me about my results today... So fine, I did well enough to graduate... but I didn't hit the CAP I wanted to, and neither did I manage to do Hons, which was actually one of my aims when I entered Uni in my first year... But as Nic said... with all the crap that happened in these past 3 years, I don't think anyone else could have been through all that and still produced straight As... I did work my ass off this entire sem though... I guess it just boils down to the fact that I just lost interest in the subjects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying something you're interested in will probably be very fun and all... and you'll remember better... but trying to study for something you lose interest in... well... things just won't stick... Me taking LS was just because there was nothing else for me to do in Science... If they had a degree in Forensics.. Hell man... that would have been much more interesting for me... But they didn't... all they could offer was one measly Forensic Science module in Yr 2... Which I actually went for and sat through the lectures... eventhough lectures were 3 hrs long, on a Friday evening no less, I wasn't complaining, cos I actually found the module interesting... But there was so much more that could have been taught... Just that there was no time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just gets irritating when you tell your parents your results, and all you get in return is... "No A ah?" Or even when you do get an A... "Why the rest no A?" That's just plain irritating... I'm no genius you know... If As were so easy to get, I would have gotten them already... And yeah, so I can't do Hons... Not like I still have the interest in doing it anyway... I'm not going to put myself through another crappy year in NUS just because having those 3 extra letters behind your name will give you a better pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather get paid less but do the work I want to do... It's more for the experience than the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I want to try something totally different and new... I'd rather not tell them yet... cos unlike me, they're not willing to take risks... I am... I still am rather selective with what I risk... but I do try to factor in everything before deciding... whether the risk I take is worth it even if I dun succeed... If I can't justify that risk, then I'm not as willing to do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my little ebay thing going on now... sure... I can take risks all the time and try to sell just about every model I can find.. but factoring in the costs and estimated profits/loss... some are just not worth getting to sell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my investment risk profile is high... but... only because that amount I used is an amount I have no use for at the moment... and I'd rather try to see how much I can make it grow, rather than leave it in a bank and make a measly 1.0+% interest on it annually... Why make 1.0+% interest annually when you can make 10+% interest annually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the road less travelled... I realised I usually do actually... Even back in pri school... when everyone was choosing Temasek Sec from Temasek Pri, I went to Tanjong Katong Sec... when everyone was choosing NCC land, I was choosing NCC sea... When everyone was scared of biology... I went for it... And most of the time... I was happier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that this time... its gonna be an uphill task... and I'd better put on my climbing shoes... cos the view at the top is what I want to see... its getting there that needs the work... My future counts on this... and I'm not gonna waver this time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-2290520898952310591?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/2290520898952310591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=2290520898952310591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2290520898952310591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2290520898952310591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/sometimes-parents-can-be-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-6360424415639290209</id><published>2007-05-27T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:07:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Managed to squeeze some time out to head down to Millenia Walk to see the Torque Supercar showcase... and boy was it worth it!!I'll let the pictures do most of the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmnrT7Rl4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/byUnw-Ual8w/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmnrT7Rl4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/byUnw-Ual8w/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069267218107307906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porsche Carrera GT... the ONLY one in Singapore... Damn beautiful car... If I wanted to get a Porsche next time, this would be the only Porsche on my list... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics of the Carrera GT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmntT7Rl5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/bYzn1p1Behw/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmntT7Rl5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/bYzn1p1Behw/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069267252467046290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigantic brakes man... and apparently made from Silicon ca-ca-carbite... lol... As mentioned in Top Gear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmntz7Rl6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/23UvV832UYw/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmntz7Rl6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/23UvV832UYw/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069267261056980898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda artistic shot of the car... lol... Can see the whole side profile... Damn nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmnuj7Rl7I/AAAAAAAAAII/BJ0spisYQNE/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmnuj7Rl7I/AAAAAAAAAII/BJ0spisYQNE/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069267273941882802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is one sexy ass of a car... Lol... *drooool*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I walked outside to see the rest of the cars... I got a shock of my life... I saw this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmnvD7Rl8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PfUhQxP6xcA/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmnvD7Rl8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PfUhQxP6xcA/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069267282531817410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and ONLY Mclaren F1 GTR LM Road Car in Singapore!! The World's FIRST fastest production road car!! *droooool even more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics of this beautiful baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr1T7Rl9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/qg7dEAzuHlM/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr1T7Rl9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/qg7dEAzuHlM/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069271787952510930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr2D7Rl-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/a-T_9Q8xZ-4/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr2D7Rl-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/a-T_9Q8xZ-4/s320/DSC00274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069271800837412834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr2z7Rl_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_6IC-dQsdkY/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr2z7Rl_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_6IC-dQsdkY/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069271813722314738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the famous wing doors, that only the Mclarens have... too bad they didn't open up the doors... looks damn nice.. the only other car that has doors like that is the Mercedes Mclaren SLR... and see... it's also developed by Mclaren... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this... jaw droppingly GORGEOUS in red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr3T7RmAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/od5FV3mHK2I/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr3T7RmAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/od5FV3mHK2I/s320/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069271822312249346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's only modern supercar... the Ford GT... simply breathtaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr4D7RmBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7D7T9zcR1H8/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmr4D7RmBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7D7T9zcR1H8/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069271835197151250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic shot again... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu0T7RmCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jlx_DI6z72w/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu0T7RmCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jlx_DI6z72w/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069275069307525154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the two ferraris on display... the Ferrari 599 GTB Fiorano... Didn't really take a lot of pics of this one... I still think the F430 is better looking... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu0z7RmDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ea2LxIuNILs/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu0z7RmDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ea2LxIuNILs/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069275077897459762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly released Lamborghini Murcielago LP640... in striking orange and black... I think this colour scheme is the best for Lamborghinis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu1T7RmEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/h2zeKMRsW88/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu1T7RmEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/h2zeKMRsW88/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069275086487394370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cars outside were arranged in a circular fashion, around the central column in the driveway... with the Mclaren F1 and 599 GTB flanking the rest of the cars... These next two pics show the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu2D7RmFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/NXr43YEiHOU/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu2D7RmFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/NXr43YEiHOU/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069275099372296274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu2j7RmGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b9uktrB4Ig0/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/Rlmu2j7RmGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b9uktrB4Ig0/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069275107962230882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to see this beauty... Ferrari F430 Spyder... It just looks splendid everytime I see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxOj7RmHI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lzY4G7J_ooY/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxOj7RmHI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lzY4G7J_ooY/s320/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069277719302346866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxPD7RmII/AAAAAAAAAJw/RbujiDoq4cw/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxPD7RmII/AAAAAAAAAJw/RbujiDoq4cw/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069277727892281474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This car has the best engine note I've ever heard... a group of 8 ferraris were driving down orchard today... and I heard them coming... beautiful music... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to look at this black beauty... The Aston Martin DB9... another gorgeous car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxPj7RmJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zjueiVkscwI/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxPj7RmJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zjueiVkscwI/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069277736482216082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxPz7RmKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5FAwjafq0iU/s1600-h/DSC00301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxPz7RmKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5FAwjafq0iU/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069277740777183394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say that if you asked me to choose between the DB9 and the F430... I wouldn't be able to make up my mind... They both look good... and perform great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next car is more for people who are looking for luxury... The Bentley Continental GT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxQj7RmLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gCrHS4vgeTU/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmxQj7RmLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gCrHS4vgeTU/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069277753662085298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more like a luxury sports car... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm... blogger seems to be having problems... so I guess I'll end here for now... Hehe... Updates another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-6360424415639290209?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/6360424415639290209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=6360424415639290209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6360424415639290209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6360424415639290209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/managed-to-squeeze-some-time-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RlmnrT7Rl4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/byUnw-Ual8w/s72-c/DSC00251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-8956083648395487488</id><published>2007-05-22T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T01:09:50.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's something called 'professional courtesy'... Its when you're doing the same business as me, have the guts to tell me that you are, especially when we were supposed to be doing it together... I never expected this from a GUY no less... Really starting to doubt if you're a man in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find really ridiculous, is you asking me for MY help to set up the auction on ebay... telling me that you're helping your 'friend' sell his model, when I was there when your 'friend' said he didn't mind pass it to us to sell on ebay... And to think I was so nice to help you get the model too... Tot I could at least pack it up first... WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's even MORE ridiculous, is you calling me later, to offer me another 'business proposition', of selling another different model that may be damaged but repairable... Why? Feeling guilty that I found out??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally ridiculous man... You're a GUY for goodness sake... Have some guts to tell me that you want to try one auction on your own... Want to do, but don't know how to, still come back and ask me for help? You think I'm a fool??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may look happy-go-lucky and ok with anything... But I do know more than that... And I definitely can read people better than you... I'm really tempted to just throw that model to you and see how you settle it... Cos I'm VERY sure you'll end up complaining about it... You ALWAYS do anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think just because you're the one putting up the cash first, you can go behind my back? I'm doing all the fucking work ok... Setting up the auctions, monitoring them, answering emails, packing the models, printing the shipping orders, bringing then down to the post office and sending them off... All you do is sit back and shake leg... I should be getting more than 50% for the work I'm doing man... Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a guy... GET A BACKBONE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-8956083648395487488?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/8956083648395487488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=8956083648395487488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8956083648395487488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8956083648395487488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-something-called-professional.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-2723570344301914282</id><published>2007-05-10T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:17:37.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To a good friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost - Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's over&lt;br /&gt;I watched the whole thing fall&lt;br /&gt;And I never saw the right man was on the wall&lt;br /&gt;If I don't land&lt;br /&gt;Days were slipping past&lt;br /&gt;That the good things never last&lt;br /&gt;That you were crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer turned to winter&lt;br /&gt;And the snow it turned to rain&lt;br /&gt;And the rain turned into tears upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I hardly recognized the girl you are today&lt;br /&gt;And god I hope it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;It's not too late&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm always there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you feel like you're done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you're not lost&lt;br /&gt;When your worlds crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can't bear to fall&lt;br /&gt;I said, babe, you're not lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can show no mercy&lt;br /&gt;It can tear your soul apart&lt;br /&gt;It can make you feel like you've gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;But you're not&lt;br /&gt;Things have seem to changed&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing that's still the same&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you have remained&lt;br /&gt;And we can fly fly fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;And I am there with you&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get lost together&lt;br /&gt;Till the light comes pouring through&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when you feel like you're done&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness has won&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you're not lost&lt;br /&gt;When the worlds crashing down&lt;br /&gt;And you can not bear to crawl&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you're not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you're not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you're not lost&lt;br /&gt;I said, baby, you're not lost&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/6578270-2723570344301914282?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/2723570344301914282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=2723570344301914282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2723570344301914282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2723570344301914282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-good-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4205880843081711389</id><published>2007-05-10T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:33:57.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got new happy song!! Michael Buble's Everything!! Such a great song!! Just makes me wanna sing along all the time... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a falling star&lt;br /&gt;You're the getaway car&lt;br /&gt;You're the line in the sand&lt;br /&gt;When I go to far&lt;br /&gt;You're the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;On an August day&lt;br /&gt;And you're the perfect thing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy but it's kinda cute&lt;br /&gt;Oh when you smile at me you know exactly what you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel&lt;br /&gt;You're a wishing well&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up&lt;br /&gt;When you ring my bell&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery&lt;br /&gt;You're from outer space&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of my every day&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that I'm your man&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see it through&lt;br /&gt;And you know that's what our love can do&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're every song&lt;br /&gt;And I sing along&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got hooked on his new album... Call Me Irresponsible... Great songs in that album... with great vocals... Very good for easy listening... Some of the songs, just gives you visions of where it would be perfect for it.. Like Me and Mrs Jones or Always on my Mind... Just listening to those songs makes me envision a candlelight dinner on the top floor of a skyscraper, with a great cityscape view, topped off with champagne and strawberries, with great conversation and great company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Wonderful Tonight... perfect background music for dinner on the beach, just as the sun sets... and you can see the sun melting into the horizon, turning the sky orange, then red... and you two just soaking in the view, not a care in the world and just each other for company... That's just brilliant... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just absolutely love listening to this album... Think I've been listening to hip hop a bit too long... Its time to relax and chill.. with Buble... Lol... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4205880843081711389?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4205880843081711389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4205880843081711389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4205880843081711389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4205880843081711389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-got-new-happy-song-michael-bubles.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1782338114498297483</id><published>2007-05-03T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:35:39.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn it... forgot what I wanted to blog about... lol... This is so irritating... Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm... shall talk about something else... BYOB day!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... BYOB day stands for Bring Your Own Bag day... but somehow, many Singaporeans are viewing this day as PFAPB day... Pay For A Plastic Bag day... Can't tell you guys how irritated I am just hearing what some Singaporeans thought of BYOB day... Seriously damn idiotic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already said that BYOB day was to help cut down on unwanted wastage of plastic bags, to save the environment... And that if you had to get a plastic bag, it would cost 10 cents, with the money going to help environmental conservation efforts... But apparently, many Singaporeans suffer from this weird illness that causes them to go deaf the moment the word "Pay" is heard... Apparently this is a quite common illness among Singaporeans known as, Atypical Semi Sensory Exception Sufferers, or ASSES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that these ASSES will experience a sudden momentary loss of one of their senses when a certain word is heard, in Singapore, it is almost exclusively the loss of their hearing when the word "Pay" is heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people, at the moment the illness strikes, will lose their hearing, and at the same time, develop an irrational paranoia that the Government is out to get their hard earned 10 cents... But, at the same time, they will start to whine that the Government should do something about their problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem I see here, is their lack of responsibility towards caring for their environment... I wonder what happened to all those Clean and Green campaigns we went through as children... Was it suddenly changed to Scrimp your Green campaign?? What happened to all those geography lessons about global warming, pollution and conservation of your environment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was only the senoir citizens who were complaining about the plastic bags, it might have been more tolerable, after all, they might not know about the impacts on the environment... But these comments are coming from adults... WORKING adults for goodness sake... EDUCATED working adults, who would rather use his t-shirt to carry his items then fork out 10 cents for a plastic bag... What's up with that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like this is going to happen everyday... Its only once a month for goodness sake... and only 10 cents... not like giving up that 10 cents is going to make you a bankrupt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fuss over having to pay 10 measly cents for a plastic bag, when the whole idea was for you to BRING YOUR OWN BAG... You guys are already lucky they didn't decide to NOT provide bags at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can 10 cents get you these days anyway? One phone call? One sms? You can't even get a fishball anymore... So why bother to scrimp on that single coin? People can donate to Mcdonald's Children's Fund, I regularly see nearly full donation boxes for them... with not only coins, but notes as well... even 10 dollar notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people won't lift a finger to help save the environment? Why? Just because the environment isn't yours?? Newsflash people!! The environment is EVERYONE'S... You live in it, grow up in it and die in it... Wouldn't it be logical to try to take care of it then? Just because it isn't something that you can hold and hug doesn't mean it isn't important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fuss over 10 cents has overshadowed the main point of BYOB day... and that is about saving our environment... You people already have a choice, bring your own bag, or pay a small fee for one... the money collected will go to helping conservation efforts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if plastic bags should be provided as part of the supermarket's service? This is an initiative by the Government... You people are just too used to being pampered by the 'nanny-state'... Everytime there is a problem with anything, the first thing that comes to mind is... "The Government should..." Whatever happened to "WE should...."???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we become so dependent on our Government to right every wrong that we have become incapable of indepedent human common sense? So its BYOB day... Bring Your Own Bags ppl!! Its that simple... if not, just fork out the measly 10 cents, its helping to make a better future for your children... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This society has become too obsessed with instant gratification, always thinking "What do I get out of it"... How about for once, we start thinking ahead, towards our future and see that helping to save the environment will benefit everyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicking up such a big fuss over 10 cents like its $10 000... sheesh... Have we become a society of materialistic, superficial miserly sheep in a flock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like carrying a foldable plastic bag with you when you go shopping is going to kill you... Nearly everyone carries a bag when they go out anyway... Just put it in your bag and use it... People can do that for wet umbrellas but not your groceries? That's just plain dumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet that someone who grew up in a country where people carried their own shopping bags whether or not the store provided them with it, would laugh at the absurdity of all this... In fact, I think they already are... I know I am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1782338114498297483?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1782338114498297483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1782338114498297483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1782338114498297483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1782338114498297483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/darn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4481565130877090107</id><published>2007-05-01T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T02:40:47.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hrm... 2 posts in one day... I'm on a roll... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was movie day!! Went down to school to get Office 2007 from IT Co-op.. then met Nic for lunch after her horrendous Organic Chem paper... Dun worry nic... I suffered through that as well... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munchie Monkey's seriously getting worse... the food wasn't as good as the first time... and it seems that they're always running out of something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into Xu zi and a few other friends there too... most still had papers.. Oops.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lunch done, and of course some slight commenting on the Dancefloor results, I headed to Plaza Singapura to check out movie timings for Wild Hogs... Felt like watching it today when I was on the way to school.. so I called the only person I knew didn't have anymore papers... Callie... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached PS earlier than expected, walked around a bit, explored Plaza Sing, after my self imposed isolation of 10 days at home, I seriously needed this... Did some window shopping, checked movie timings at PS, then headed to The Cathay to check those timings... The Cathay had earlier timings, so I decided to grab a cuppa while waiting for her, and scoot up in a corner with a good book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was... sitting on a comfy sofa, in Starbucks with a cappuccino on the side table and a good book in hand... looking out at everyone walking past the window... Sigh~... its been too long since I did that... I miss those times we did that in Aus bro... Hope I can visit you soon... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Hogs was alright a movie... some quite funny scenes, but some parts were kinda long... and after awhile, you kinda get sick of the bumbling tech geek gags... Some of the gags were predictable... You could see it coming and were just waiting for it to happen... There was some character development, but not equally among all of them... and that weird gay cop just disappeared after a while... could have been funnier if he'd stuck around longer... I guess the best part was actually at the credits... Special edition of Extreme Makeover... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note... the popcorn was great... as was the company... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some time to burn after the movie, so we went back to PS to window shop a bit... Saw some nice shirts at Domanchi... tempting me to buy sia... lol... Then went to Action City cos I saw this cute mushroom table lamp that looked like it fit on her table.. heh... But we were both more amused by those furry &lt;strong&gt;gigantic&lt;/strong&gt; paw gloves... take a look... couldn't resist taking a few pics, before we were told by the staff that we couldn't... bah... helping you advertise leh... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYsUxy5rGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jR66tRbhZ_E/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYsUxy5rGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jR66tRbhZ_E/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059279966873168994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meowr~" but no claws today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYsVBy5rHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0NtRRcyiJsY/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYsVBy5rHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0NtRRcyiJsY/s320/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059279971168136306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! My hand's all hairy and swollen!! Cute swollen hand though... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda window-shopped all the way to Taka... quite surprising that its so hard to find an artificial red rose... heh... I kinda realised that I could be a semi-fashion consultant... lol... I pick nice clothes, good shoes, appropriate accessories sometimes... now if only I had enough cash for all of them... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently stumbled upon this good find too... Finally found something suitable for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYugBy5rII/AAAAAAAAAHo/w_J0q-dOTtA/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYugBy5rII/AAAAAAAAAHo/w_J0q-dOTtA/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059282359169952898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right? Found them at Queensway... $16... so its kinda like 1 for $8... Matched my bracelet too... lol... since both have matt and gloss areas... Got my shoes too... new Adidas... $73... quite good price... the soles are better too... not as grippy as the Superstars, so I can turn and slide more easily when I dance... Got both of those items before the reading week... when I went shopping with Wenyan.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why... but I just love those rings of mine... Never really felt so strongly about an accessory before... It just spoke out to me... Guess its always been the way I do my shopping... Something to do with the 'Wow' factor... if the particular item I'm looking for doesn't look just as good in real life as compared to the pic, then I'm still not going to buy it... No matter what... some ppl couldn't get why... its all about happiness, I've got to feel happy about what I buy... and not just buy something cos its there, or cheap... Thats not how I work... Especially when its something I'm looking for in particular... But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with Callie's quite fun... We're each other's fashion advisors sometimes... lol... I pick shoes for her, she picks shirts for me... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed a snack with her at taka before she had to change and leave for work... I've only got one thing to say... DAYMN... Lol... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Spidey 3 and Pirates!! Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4481565130877090107?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4481565130877090107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4481565130877090107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4481565130877090107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4481565130877090107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/hrm.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RjYsUxy5rGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jR66tRbhZ_E/s72-c/DSC00899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1646510392812672606</id><published>2007-05-01T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:22:16.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My aunt sent me this... Certainly brings back memories... but the 'lessons learnt' are quite amusing too... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 Important Lessons Learnt From 80s Cartoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/index.php?name=News&amp;sid=815&amp;amp;pageid=1"&gt;By Ethan Ryan and Jack O'Brien&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; The Smurfs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; Communism works! For naysayers who point to the Former Soviet Union as proof that communism is inherently flawed, may we merely direct your attention to Smurf Village, where everyone shares everything, wears similar utilitarian clothing, battles Gargamel and his turn-Smurfs-to-gold get rich quick schemes and obeys the dictates of a bearded, red hat-wearing, benevolent authority figure. Quoth Comrade Papa: “From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs.” Really, he actually said that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; Secret communist agendas ceased being dangerous, or really any adjective of consequence, years ago. The worst thing communism does these days is make Ivy League students waste a couple of years wearing ugly clothes and attending boring meetings. However, the sexual politics of Smurf Village, with its one female for every 30 guys, did go a long way towards preparing us for freshman year of college. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; Popeye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; Spinach is good for you. Sure, it doesn’t taste as good as candy, ice cream or opium, but it’s full of essential vitamins and minerals that’ll make your muscles explode like battleship cannons. If you want to triumph over the bullying Blutos of the world and win the affections of your own lovely, leggy Olive Oyl, pound a can of spinach at least once a day. Or put it in your corncob pipe and smoke it, like everybody’s favorite ornery, mumbling sailorman. Toot toot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; You only need to look at the steroid scandal rocking Major League Baseball to see that Popeye raised a generation that is willing to use performance enhancers. Also, it should be pointed out that Olive Oyl was the first anorexic sex symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; G.I. Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; Knowing is half the battle. The other half of the battle is kicking Cobra’s terrorist ass. And with the coolest soldier codenames ever --Snake Eyes, Duke, Lady Jaye, Shipwreck-- winning the war on terror should be no problem. Good will always win out over evil, because good guys work together (Team Work! Cooperation!), while bad guys are ruthless cowards who turn tail and run whenever G.I. Joe’s laser guns get to zappin’. As Sergeant Slaughter once said: “Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people and neither do we.” Now that’s some good strategery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; Actually, we’re pretty certain that our strategy for the Iraq War was conceived after a two day long G.I. Joe marathon in the Pentagon. They just implicitly trusted that the good guys were going to win, that firing off our guns would make the bad guys run for the caves and that giving everyone cute nicknames was somehow endearing. When things didn’t turn out the way they’d planned, the administration placed the blame on faulty intelligence, or in other words: “Knowing is half the battle, and we unfortunately didn’t know shit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; Scooby Doo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; Trust no one. Those phantoms in the fog are actually malevolent hicks, dressed up as ghosts to scare you off their spooky farm. That monster hiding in the attic is actually old man McGee, trying to find the treasure buried in the floorboards. And that happy-go-lucky frat boy, Fred, is actually a bloodthirsty killer. Don’t turn your back on him. Or the girls. Or your dog…Or maybe we’ve just been spending too much time in the Mystery Machine, and got a little contact high paranoia. Hey, it happens. You want a Scooby Snack? Yeah, it is dog food. So what? You’re really harshing my mellow man. What are you, a narc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; We can’t be certain, but it would appear that our habit of, upon being dumped, grabbing hold of our ex-girlfriends’ chin and yanking upward, started with this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; He-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; It’s OK to be gay. Look at this guy: golden locks cut in a tasteful bob, buff biceps, tanned, toned, hairless torso, a magic sword and most importantly, fabulous powers. What’s more, He-Man invites his handsome friends, the Masters of the Universe, to come hang out in his castle anytime. Of course Skeletor and his fugly cohorts are never allowed access to the secrets of He-Man’s dark, dry palace.Yes, we had He-Man toys, like Ram-Man, Trap-Jaw and even Castle Grayskull. We also had a favorite pair of tighty whiteys that had He-Man on one cheek and Skeletor on the other, battling over our asshole. But did merely owning and wearing that underwear make us gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; As regards the above question, it’s a very complex matter, but in a word: yes. (For more on depictions of homosexuality in '80s cartoons, please see Care Bears.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; Jem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; Grrrls rock! OK, this was more our sister’s show, but we certainly watched it on more than one occasion, and learned that chicks with guitars and magic earrings kick ass. Jem is a sexy feminist living every young girl’s dream: music executive by day and rock star by night. She has it all: a bubblegum pop band called The Holograms, a boyfriend in love with both her and her alter ego and, for some reason, a foster home for orphans. In addition to teaching us how much grrrls rock, Jem also taught us that love triangles between only two people are often messy, confusing and potentially hilarious.What? You’ve never seen Jem? Oh. Neither have we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; Let’s just say the matching restraining orders filed against us by Debbie Gibson and Joan Jett didn’t happen on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; April O’Neil is really hot. She’s got red hair, wears a sexy yellow jumpsuit and gets down with anthropomorphic pizza-fiends. Most girls want nothing to do with dudes that live in the sewers, but not April O’Neil. She doesn’t even mind hanging with that old man-rat wearing a pink kimono! This girl is a freak, for real. I’ve got one word for you dude: cowabunga. Cowabunga that chick in your underground lair all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; Mistakenly thought our girlfriend would be cool with it if we called them dude, ate nothing but pizza and wore a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle mask during sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARTOON:&lt;/strong&gt; Transformers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON:&lt;/strong&gt; If we’re not careful, robots will kill us all. This is a humbling lesson for any child to learn, but an easy one to accept, considering Transformers was one of the coolest cartoons of the '80s. Would the Unabomber have renounced his violent ways if he were to witness the sheer stunning spectacle that is Grimlock? Hard to say, since he didn’t have a TV. But we will tell you one thing: when machines replace humans at the top of the food chain, we’ll be standing on the sidelines, waving our Autobot flag with fervent pride. Because, let’s face it, getting eaten by an alien car would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it affected us as adults:&lt;/strong&gt; The reason we stay away from Priuses and make our TV wear a blindfold when we sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... funniest thing is... I know ALL the cartoons they're talking about... Damn... really watched too much TV when I was younger... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1646510392812672606?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1646510392812672606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1646510392812672606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1646510392812672606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1646510392812672606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-aunt-sent-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-8179507336842631971</id><published>2007-04-27T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T04:56:47.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What tha hell am I doing up at 4.40am? What else... Mugging lorrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bid to try to stay awake so I can finish my work... I shall blog a short post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. done!! Not... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last paper's in 5 hrs... and I've got 3 more topics to go... luckily I had to revise them for my CA 2 weeks ago... but this time, its essay... so got to remember more... argh... Hate it when exams are only about regurgitation... But... what to do... easiest way to set questions mah... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Pharmacology... sheesh... Trying to remember all the drug names, what they do and their adverse effects... Yikes... Can really go brain dead... But its my last paper... and I'll do whatever it takes to get things done... including forgoing sleep... or very little sleep at least... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days or so of mugging... at least 10 cans of red bull and more than 1 ENTIRE new book of fullscap paper... and its come down to just this one last final exam... after that... its my B.sc... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... I'm graduating!! Somehow, I feel a bit disappointed I couldn't do my Hons.. but then again... Life in NUS has gotten so stuffy and mundane and well... meaningless... in a way, I guess I'm not cut out to sit in a lab and do research... at least not here where the honours projects don't really interest me... Thinking back, there are a lot of things I gave up, or rather, should have done, but didn't... cos my priorities lay elsewhere... but I dun really regret those decisions... After all... everything's helped me put my path in perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never really one to follow the crowd... in fact, come to think of it, I only wanted to do Hons cos most of my friends said they were doing, and of course, there's the money issue... Hons = extra money... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now... I find happiness in other things... twiddling around with my computer... dance has become quite a big part of my life, although I dun see myself doing this professionally, its something I wouldn't mind continuing to improve in... going out with friends has always been great... and there's always my car models, and go karting, and going for long drives, and scuba diving, and frisbee, and... and... just too many to write out... But I think you guys get the idea... It's the freedom to do what I want to do thats addictive... The fact that I don't have to give up anything that I want to do for anyone... and that I don't care what others say about what I do... I just do it... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not plugging Nike... but it is a really good motto... After this paper, its time to sit down, plan out my future... and of course... what I aim to do with it.. Nothing's concrete yet... since some have to be placed on hold till the right opportunity arrives... But thats not gonna stop me from doing what I like to do... Kinda wish I could find a job that gives me the flexibility of planning my own schedule... Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big ideas require big plans, and also, big ambitions... It won't be easy... but so far, my friends haven't stopped me once yet... everyone I've talked to have told me to go ahead... and well... only time will tell eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime... back to my books and Clorzapine, Imipenem, Losartan, Acarbose, Minoxidil, Sulpiride, Olanzapine, Rinatidine... blah blah blah... Ugh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-8179507336842631971?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/8179507336842631971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=8179507336842631971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8179507336842631971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8179507336842631971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-tha-hell-am-i-doing-up-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-8500153909394983626</id><published>2007-04-02T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T04:31:07.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've only got one thing to say... RESPECT my decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think its childish and immature, go ahead... I don't believe that it's very "fun" to end up head down in a toilet bowl puking my guts out... I do however, believe in staying in control of my actions, wherever I am... Getting drunk and doing stupid things in that condition is NOT my idea of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was just a slight peek at how I can be like when I'm really over the edge... You don't want to see that... Why else do you think I keep it under strict control?? For fun??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, it was NEVER about just one blardy cup, as you put it... It was about being pushed to do what I DON'T like to do... I have my reasons for not wanting to get drunk... the least you could do was respect that... especially when we've been friends for so long... You of all people should know why I can't and don't want to drink so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go there just so I could drink and get drunk... I went there cos you, one of my closest friends, asked me to... Its always been good company with you... so I don't mind going... but it gets really annoying when the same thing always happens when I do go... You call it ribbing? There's a limit to that too... Once or twice is fine... too many times and it gets stale and seriously irritating... Do I look THAT pathetic to you that I need help in that department?? You don't see me doing that for you do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder whether you ask me down cos you value my company, or you just want to get me drunk and see what happens. Well.. got your wish yet? If you haven't noticed yet, I was nearly over my limit when it reached your so-called "only one blardy cup"... So guess what pushed it over? Not that cup that you keep mentioning... but the fact that you didn't know when to stop pushing when I said enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I can't drink a lot? Looks pathetic to you issit? Too bad... I don't see "Being able to drink a lot" very high on my list of things to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know how I feel sometimes? Like shit... I get high fast... but I also get hungover fast... that's one of the reasons why I don't drink a lot... cos I process alcohol damn fast... If I could hold my liquor, sure, I'd be happy to drink glass after glass with you... but I can't... my body doesn't allow for that... Thats why I choose to limit my drinking... cos I don't want to go home with a fucking headache and end up face down in the toilet bowl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't understand that, then just don't ask me down for drinks... I don't mind... we'll just stick to lunches and dinners... It's not about me being childish and immature about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I HAVE matured... I am who I am... and I'm not about to let anyone tell me what I should or should not do... the choice to change is mine, and this time, I don't see a need to change... Why should I choose to drink so much and puke my guts out when I can still have my fun, drink lesser and go home just slightly tipsy, or sober even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really value this friendship of ours, then understand what I've written... and respect my decisions... I've always respected yours, whether or not I agree with them entirely... If you don't want to ask me out for drinks, then fine... just don't expect me to do what you want me to do all the time... Favours are one thing... this is different... I am my own person... and no one will take that away from me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it before... I know quite well... and I could have made this a very ugly post indeed, but I chose not to... cos I'm not out to spoil our friendship, I'm just being honest with you... and telling you that I don't like what you did... It's not me... neither is it who I want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't always have your way sometimes... especially when it comes to how people should be... call me out for dinner or something when you can... I'll still meet you... no drinks then no drinks, no loss for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-8500153909394983626?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/8500153909394983626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=8500153909394983626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8500153909394983626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8500153909394983626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-only-got-one-thing-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1584715488534031521</id><published>2007-03-28T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:36:30.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are seeking an affectionate relationship, offering fulfilment and happiness. You are capable of powerful emotional enthusiasm. Deep down, you are a kind loving person, always helpful and willing to adapt yourself if necessary to realise the bond of affection that you desire. But you need the same consideration and understanding from others and it is this need that will sometimes hold you back... so let go, trust and you may pleasantly surprised at what happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are experiencing considerable difficulty trying to achieve your goals. As a consequence of this you are becoming more and more irritable. Your friends and acquaintances are finding it increasingly more difficult to appease or to reason with you. You are the cause of your own problems. Don't be so impulsive. It is your vacillation that can lead to problems and uncertainties. Ease up a little. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way things are at this time it is necessary to 'go slow'. All the pleasures that you have anticipated should be left in abeyance until some future date, but all is not lost, you are able to derive and achieve considerable gratification from someone quite close to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are experiencing considerable stress which is essentially the result of on going rejection and hostility. You are in the unpleasant position where offers of trust, affection and understanding are being withheld and you are being treaded with a degrading lack of consideration. You feel that you are being denied the appreciation that you deserve, which is essential to your well-being and self-esteem, but you have to face up to the situation because as matters stand at this time there is little that you can do about it - you feel that you are getting nowhere and the continuous struggle is a lonely one: all difficulties and no encouragement. Whatever you try to say or do is met with continuous hostility and no matter how much you protest you are consistently misunderstood. You need to escape from the situation but you are so perplexed that you cannot find the strength of mind to make the necessary decision.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are inclined to be too trusting and you feel that you need to be on your guard against the possibility that your endeavours and actions may be misunderstood. Too often you have been taken advantage of and you have been mentally abused. Now you are seeking a relationship which can provide peace of mind, where you can be yourself and not have the need to put on a false front.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Ok... that's actually quite freaky... and somewhat... accurate... I have to admit... Guess its just the thought of me graduating soon... and seeing so many things that I could do, might want to do and should do... Just throws me a curve ball sometimes... If I could, I'd want to do all of them... but there's only 24 hours in a day... so some things have got to give... In the end, it still comes back to what I've been saying all along... Choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then... I'm still got time now... to choose carefully and be aware of the consequences that come with that choice... good or bad... I'm starting to lean towards a certain direction... Just got to clear my work so I can really start to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. Everyone's talking about deadlines? What are deadlines? =P And yes... I DO have deadlines too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1584715488534031521?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1584715488534031521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1584715488534031521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1584715488534031521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1584715488534031521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-are-seeking-affectionate.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-3447182352713952616</id><published>2007-03-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:19:57.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My lecturer is so damn farney!! This just came in 2 days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I received an email from a confused student.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there will be two lectures on the evening of 22nd March as timetabled (assuming, for example, I am not abducted by giant molluscs from the planet Zog while I'm walking home tonight). The Powerpoints have already been mounted on IVLE (the molluscs insisted)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE brit humour... dry, caustic and sarcastic wit... Just too bad most people dun really get their humour... Haha.... Think they'd get offended instead... sheesh... *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;I'd just laugh at it... hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-3447182352713952616?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/3447182352713952616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=3447182352713952616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3447182352713952616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3447182352713952616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-lecturer-is-so-damn-farney-this-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4313401859651131642</id><published>2007-03-20T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:08:53.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been quite a while since I posted anything... probably cos I've been trying to clear my work after Chingay and Impresario.. But first, a look back at those two events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay was good... damn fun... tiring but fun... Too bad the tv cameras were focused elsewhere... We weren't even featured on TV... oh well... too bad for those watching at home, the good show was at the parade itself... and not on TV... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the after party was even better... Hehe... first time I saw strangers just dancing along to everything, even having mock dance battles on the spot... Too bad sometimes it was spoiled by people who seriously couldn't dance... You could just feel the atmosphere change the moment they entered the circle... quite awkward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was this auntie who was damn enthu... Even grooved along with us... and wanted to dance for 5 more mins!! Haha... And all around us, there were people with hp cameras, SLR cameras and video cams just taking in the atmosphere... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I got kinda carried away... got "caught" doing a "scandalous" dance with Nic... Lol... Which actually... wasn't even THAT scandalous... just that when I'm dancing with someone who's got good chemistry with me, I can't really be bothered about anything else going on around me... Haha... Some people... hai~... always jump to conclusions... Nic's just my dancing/clubbing buddy, someone I can really groove with... as proven with all those other times we clubbed... *wink* Hee... PS. Hope &lt;em&gt;someone else&lt;/em&gt; doesn't mind... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Impresario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after all that was done with, it was about a few more weeks to Impresario... Ugh... that ugly thorn in my side for the past 3 months... Not that I'm not happy that I took part in it, it certainly was a good experience... just that their planning could seriously have been better... I mean come on... Only 7 minutes on stage to do blocking AND lighting with music?? WTH?? We're not singers, we're dancers... We move around much more than they do... They really think 7 minutes is enough to do all that for a 3.5min item? Sheesh... Plus many other things which I'll not say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note... The Bandits won!! We were all kinda shocked really... I tot the MC was pulling our leg again... he did the same sequence during the full dress rehearsal... called Project Runway out for Best Costume, and called us out for Best Dance... deja vu seriously... Looking back, everyone was really working hard for impre... all the 3 teams were practicing damn hard all the way till the time slot for us... We were all practicing like on the day before, Friday, after Hip Hop Night, once results were announced for that, we all rushed to AS7... and practiced till 1am... all out each time... Even got a pseudo "SYTYCD" judging panel consisting of Calvin, Roz and Hamzah... Heh... Very thankful to them for providing advice on where to improve... our last practice was good... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was damn stressed, considering that we had only finished the choreo on the wed the same week... 4 days before finals... and had only one practice left... which was the friday before finals... Thankfully, we managed to pull through... Great teamwork guys... Oh, and apologies if I was a bit authoritative sometimes... I guess I believed so much that we had a good chance of winning, I felt some pushing was in order sometimes... =P But... all that hard work was worth it... The late nights, the days spent wracking our brains for choreo... Which I might add, was great!! We can finally be content that this was a group effort... the last song having everyone's choreo in there... Hehe... Well done guys!! Bandits party soon k!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once Impresario ended... it was back to clearing up all my work that I pushed aside for Impresario practices.. catching up on lectures cos I skipped them, oversleeping cos of the tiring practice the day before... Sorting out all the assignments, CAs and projects that had to be done... I even made a list of what has to be done... most fall on the same due date... ugh... It's only been 2 weeks since Impresario... but it seemed much longer for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Post Impresario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week saw my mugging for my CAs and finishing my stuff for my business presentation... Got so packed that I didn't sleep on tues night at all... 2 assignments and a presentation due on wed... finished up the assignments at 5am... and I had to be in school at 8am... meaning I had to leave home at 6plus... so... wat sleep sia?? If I went to sleep, I probably wouldn't have been able to wake up... so... I went to school on wed deprived of sleep for 24 hours... finished the presentation... great job guys... now we've got the report left... handed up the assignments... then went for Blast Jnr AND Snr class... been so long since I went for class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hated to miss class, I kinda had to... To me, Impresario practices came first.. and since the rest were jrs, couldn't really ask them to skip class... and I skipped class instead... met them after my lab and their jnr class for practice... Sure I got a bit of flak for that... So what? My priority was still to the Impresario team... And since Pat didn't say anything about it the next time I went for class, I guess its ok... Not like I'm going to make it a habit anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, going for jnr and snr class was really pushing it... even watching video's on Joo Teng's laptop while in the dance studio was already making me feel a bit... 'high' if you know what I mean... kinda like Captain Jack Sparrow... savvvaay?? Think the term a certain someone would use is.. loopy.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sporadic naps on the train to and from school didn't help much either... Funny thing was... when I got home... I still couldn't sleep... till at least 2am... So... I went sleep deprived for about 40 hrs... I guess cos of all that... my bio clock is still kinda screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had trouble sleeping for the past 2 nights... random thoughts and scenarios ran through my head... my responding to certain situations that might never happen... me doing things that haven't happened yet... kinda weird... and I swear that all the while, I was awake... just that my mind was running on its own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats y I went for a run just now at 11pm... tried to clear my head... and I think it did somewhat... I'll only know when I go to sleep later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get one thing clear though... sometimes, the best solution, is an illogical solution... lol... If you guys can't understand it... feel free to ask me... I'll do my best to explain it to you... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks to be another packed week ahead... project meetings, lunch meetings, bday dinner for my parents, study meetings, movie outings... sometimes I run around so much, I wish I drove man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people will never understand my love for driving... I don't think my parents fully understand either... Only a few of my friends do... and well... in SG, its kinda hard to own a car... so renting one will have to do for now... once a month or less if I can... hehe... To put things concise... Driving is one of the few things that can really put a smile on my face... and I'm not talking about a little smirk or watever... but a big grin... nearly Cheshire cat like grin... esp on the friday before impre finals when I rented a 2.0l Mitsubishi Galant to drive back home after practice... and send everyone else who needed a lift home too... Nic saw that grin of mine... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time driving a 2.0l... and boy... was it good!! Great pickup, smooth control... It was only later on that I realised why I grinned like a 6 yr old... It was Rear wheel drive too... Apologies to people who aren't interested in cars... but I've always had a preference for RWDs... no wonder I enjoyed that drive so much... in fact... I'm grinning again right now... just remembering what it was like to drive that car... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'd better stop here before I get carried away... Its 2am... time for bed... swimming, project meeting and studying tmr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4313401859651131642?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4313401859651131642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4313401859651131642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4313401859651131642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4313401859651131642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/03/been-quite-while-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1507025551271593413</id><published>2007-02-19T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T16:09:00.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a nice chat with my 'brudder' in Aus last night... at 10 cents a min, its probably gonna cost, but worth every cent, to be able to chat with him again... Poor guy's in Aus and can't really celebrate CNY with anyone, so I tot I'd call him to send my wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up talking for nearly 2 hours... Talked about nearly everything... his life, work, my life, work... future plans... blah lah blah... Hehe... And we both came to a conclusion that its easier to see things from a 3rd person's point of view, especially when you're in the situation as well... It's quite hard to look at yourself from an external view, since your judgement might be clouded... thats y its always good to have friends around who can give you their honest opinions on your actions... And you can see how it looks like from other people's points of view... Call it friendly feedback if you want to... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While talking to him, I realised, as did he, what my weakness was... It was a kinda sad revelation, but useful nontheless... and like all the other weaknesses I've overcome, I will overcome this one... Its just too bad I've got to be this brutal about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my brudder's doing fine though... Hang in there bro!! 4 months to end of Hons!! Step by step does it... I'll try to come and visit when I can... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about choices again too... Realism vs idealism... Being realistic vs being idealistic... Both of us are realistic people, we do have dreams, but sometimes, in present society, one has to be realistic in their goals first, to reach those dreams of ours... Like what he said, hold on to those dreams, but set realistic goals as well... Sounds cheem... and maybe its cos I'm still tanked up with cough meds making me drowsy.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as always, we both learned things from our chats over the phone... It's time I started getting serious and sacrifice some things for the greater good... or rather, MY greater good... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda realised we've got some sort of role reversal now... when he was having fun, I was the studying no lifer... and when I'm having fun now, he's the one stuck in lab with no social life... Hee... I admit, I'm somewhat a late bloomer... probably cos I was kinda brought up thinking that there would be time for fun after studies... Now... well... its time to get serious... with my future... there's still time to have fun, just less thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm planning on, is working in SG for a while, then maybe further overseas, or if I really dun see a need to further by then, just stay in SG, work, get a nice bachelor pad, personal transport... and try to give my parents a better retirement life... My dream though, which I will hold on to... is to leave behind some sort of legacy... And show that nice guys can finish first... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the chat bro... hope everything will get better for you... See ya when I can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1507025551271593413?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1507025551271593413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1507025551271593413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1507025551271593413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1507025551271593413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/02/had-nice-chat-with-my-brudder-in-aus.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-1280461226269783788</id><published>2007-02-16T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:34:01.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never seem to have much luck with watching a movie with callie... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to watch Pan's Labyrinth with her on Tues after Impresario practice... But... apparently, I booked the wrong tickets... Argh... Don't know why I did too... I'm usually very careful about booking things like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to watch the movie at Vivo.. since it was nearer to school and we were leaving from school... But apparently... I booked the movie at Plaza instead... and ONLY realised it when I was trying to get the tickets at vivo... sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was too late to go plaza, we just decided to forgo the movie and head for dinner... Heh... Sushi Tei... lol... 2 salmon sashimis, 2 fried salmon and one plate of fried salmon skin... Lol... Yeah... I realised everything we ordered was salmon as well... Haha... Not that anything's wrong with that... Hehe... I love salmon too... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one animal I can always associate with her, it would be a cat.. lol... *Meowr* with claws and everything... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to orchard after that to look for some stuff... She wanted to get a certain item for her best friend... Hehe... Apparently, the shops that had it sold out... so... I made a phone call... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do have some connections... and they are proving quite useful these days... Haha... Need games cheap? I know someone... Need help with looking for something? I might know someone too... I even asked a shop to stay open for me while I rushed down, cos I knew someone working there... Haha... Seems like I'm using that sentence quite often lately... Seems like I keep running into situations where I know someone who might be able to help... Hrm... Wonder what that means... Someone up there telling me something??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, I found that item and I'm waiting for it to arrive... the power of the internet eh.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended off with Starbucks coffee, a 'loansharks' handphone and being pampered with a manicure.. lol... weird way to end the day... Haha... But all in all, it was a great day... Buffet lunch with a friend, impresario practice, then dinner and coffee with great company... The best pre-V day I've had... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm down with cough and flu... hai~... hate it when you get sick so close to the holidays... Tried to get better by sleeping it off with meds and cough mixture... It knocked me out for 9 hours at least... gave me weird and funny dreams... all I remember is the last part of my dream... a very nice moment... that somehow... I hope might come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I want to sound mystical or anything, but usually, things I dream of, have a weird way of coming true sooner or later... be it bad or good... this time, I hope its good... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-1280461226269783788?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/1280461226269783788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=1280461226269783788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1280461226269783788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/1280461226269783788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-never-seem-to-have-much-luck-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-8527904401734126067</id><published>2007-02-13T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:12:03.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmm... its so good to finally be able to drive again... I rented a car on saturday, cos my computer monitor finally decided to die on me and I needed to get one... so, with a car, it would be easier to bring the monitor back, esp since I didn't really have the time to get the monitor, bring it home and get back to Kallang for Chingay full dress rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drove, with my sister hitching a ride... We went down to Sim Lim to pick the monitor, and came away with a new monitor, new keyboard and new power supply.. lol... Talk about future proofing... Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic there was bad, as usual... Sim Lim's carpark was still FULL, but yet ppl kept wanting to go in and try their luck... I decided to park at Burlington, more ex, but at least I got a space in like 2 mins.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting everything and throwing it in the trunk, we walked to Bugis... and next time, during a weekend, DO NOT use the crossing opposite Bugis Village... It was so damn packed cos some SMART guy decided that there wasn't a need to make the traffic lights on both sides of the road coincide... Like duh~... Such high volume of human traffic and you dun let them cross the road completely, all of them got stuck on the centre divider... Like it was NYE party or something... literally cannot move an inch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 3 changes of the traffic light to cross... and apparently, even the train was bad... Callie told me she had to skip 3 trains to get from the north line to city hall cos they were all packed, and THEN, skip another 2 trains to get to bugis cos it was packed as well... Sheesh... Wat's with bugis ppl???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into Xu zi there too... so I drove 3 of us down to kallang, avoiding the road at bugis, taking beach road instead... Hahaha... but we were still kinda late... slight jam... Hai... if the government is gonna consider having 6.5mil people in Singapore. PLS CONSIDER WIDENING THE ROADS FIRST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay practice was kinda boring... waited quite a while for things to get going... and we ended around 9 plus... Left after everything ended, once Pat said he had nothing for us anymore, I packed up and left... Damn hungry... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up at Prinsep with Nic... cos I told her I'd bring her for seesha... hehe... So we just stoned there watching soccer and talking about general things... Hehe... Oh yeah... I have yet to get pics from her... Nic!! I want the pics!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove her back to her place, and took a very nice drive all the way home... Why very nice? Cos it was just me, in the car... radio on, clear roads... and a slightly heavy right foot... Ahaha... After all... I had to top up the tank when I got the car... previous owner left only 2 bars in the indicator, way below 3/4 tank... when I went to pump, it was 28l empty!! Luckily the fuel is paid for by the company... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah... had a nice chat and good company on the way to Serangoon to drop Nic off, then took Jln Eunos all the way back to Bedok... Had fun pushing the car a bit too... Hehe... Late at night, it was around 1am by then... Hehe... not many cars on the road... my right foot got a bit heavy... Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just love it... The freedom you get from just driving... and nothing else... you're safely coccooned in this metallic shell that prevents everything else from getting at you... When I'm driving alone, all I care about is, me, the car and the road I'm driving on... Everything else just melts away... It also helps me to do some pondering and such... If I had my own car, everytime I felt shitty, or had things mulling in my mind, I'd just take the car, and drive... Don't really need to have any real destination... just the drive is enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl feel that cars sometimes overcompensate for something the person lacks... To me, the car is an extension of myself... Where I want to go, it goes... guess thats why I won't be satisfied with an underpowered car... its has got to go where I want it to, when I want it to, at the speed I want it to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get sick of driving... just that feeling of calm, that freedom you get when you drive... it just can't be described by any one word... Be it 60 on normal roads, or 100+ on expressways... I'll always enjoy it... The whole week I just felt myself waiting for the time when I could drive again... and when my sis and I went to get the car, I could feel myself quicken my pace, widen my strides, just so I could get to the car asap, get behind the wheel and start the engine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my sis for supper later that night too... after I dropped off my stuff at home, she changed and we went for supper nearby before returning the car... Although I did feel a pang of disappointment at not being able to drive anymore, I was actually satisfied that I HAD driven... Satisfied that I had managed to experience the freedom and joy of driving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really... The Drive of My Life... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-8527904401734126067?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/8527904401734126067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=8527904401734126067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8527904401734126067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/8527904401734126067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/02/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-2933280762437384629</id><published>2007-02-07T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:12:03.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone up there must really think its fun playing this kind of joke on me. Took a cab to school cos I didn't want to squeeze with other people and also cos I wasn't in the mood for any more surprises this morning... Guess what... What I didn't want to see, I saw when I arrived at central forum this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh... What the hell is the BIG GUY up there trying to tell me?? I wish I knew man... I really wish I did... hai~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess xiaoyuan really described my mood this morning really well... 'Du lan'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm SO looking forward to this weekend, really need the company and the drive... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-2933280762437384629?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/2933280762437384629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=2933280762437384629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2933280762437384629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/2933280762437384629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/02/someone-up-there-must-really-think-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4486288663894226275</id><published>2007-02-06T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T11:40:47.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here, wanting to blog... but... somehow, I have no idea what to write anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind's a blank... so is my mood... Nothing really makes me very happy right now... Its not that I'm not enjoying what I'm doing... I do enjoy it when there's dance practices, be it impre or chingay... It's fun going clubbing too, esp with people who know how to have fun as well... But the happiness is just fleeting... Short fleeting moments, that disappear just as fast as they appear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to ask myself why... Why do I go partying? For the music and the dancing? Or the people? Or just to get away from everything? Is there actually a point in all this? Or am I just catching up with all the other times I wasn't able to club, before I graduate and I can't anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, do I really want a standard 8 to 5 job? Even if its what I really want to do, I still want to be able to have my freedom. I never liked to be tied down with committments that I didn't want to have in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll be musing about this for quite a while. Maybe I should just do what I want to do, and let everything else come naturally, and stop worrying so much... Hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4486288663894226275?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4486288663894226275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4486288663894226275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4486288663894226275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4486288663894226275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sitting-here-wanting-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-6483716777491433842</id><published>2007-01-23T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:50:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/warrior_monk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... This can't be that true... I'm so amused... Wahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-6483716777491433842?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/6483716777491433842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=6483716777491433842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6483716777491433842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/6483716777491433842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-7462136020981279264</id><published>2007-01-23T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:19:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a weekend... Busiest weekend ever... not to mention its the weekend that I clubbed the most... Wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on Thursday... when Nicole msged me about a free tertiary party by whosgoing.sg at MOS on the same day... So... since it was FREE ENTRY... I jumped at the chance... Rushed home from school after my lecture ended at 7.30pm... changed, washed up and got down to MOS at 10.15pm... since the entry was valid till 11pm... the queue was horrendous... stretched from the main entrance in more than one line... all the way to the back, near the taxi stand... luckily, I knew that there was another entrance, next to Kandi Bar... and yup... the queue there was definitely shorter... waited for Nic, then joined the queue, with the tickets you had to print as well... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her friends there, and they had the proper ones... one who stack actually... so I got in free... R&amp;B in the main arena again... Which, from previous experience, was gonna suck... and it did... all the way till 1plus am... then it started to get better... REALLY better... all the nice songs... and songs we were already sick of... Had Fergalicious and Wind it up!! Lol... we were resting at the 2nd floor when those two songs were playing.. so decided to do snr class steps for fergalicious, and the chingay steps for wind it up... lol... That was damn farney... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up reaching home at 4am... washed up, changed then KOed... woke up at 11plus and cabbed down for my 12pm lecture... Hurr... Then met John to buy Winnie's present... after which, I had to rush home to drop my stuff, and pack to go for Go karting practice at Jurong... That was one expensive cab ride... cos the driver took a wrong turn and ended up on the PIE again... had to exit the PIE and get back to the AYE.. the track was just next to it... we didn't see the small road there... Hurr.. Karting ended around 9.45pm... I went to the KFC and changed to berms while waiting for Jas to pick me up... We were on the way to Cafe Del Mar!!! Lol... I got the notice about the opening party... decided to go take a look at a beach bar... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot it would be a chill out bar, the kind you relax and lounge on the beach with a glass of wine... But NOOO... Apparently, after 9 plus 10, the clubbing starts... and it HOUSE music ALL THE WAY... Sheesh... when I got there, it was already house... and damn crowded... went up to the 2nd floor to take this pic of the sofas and stilt beds on the beach, then decided it was too crowded and went to find some food to eat... the last I ate was at bugis with John, like 8 hours ago... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RbTsOaxELEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_EZj_688nrQ/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RbTsOaxELEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_EZj_688nrQ/s320/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022899216872385602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this pic from the 2nd floor... pic quality was bad cos I only had my camera phone with me... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the nearby Coastes to eat, then walked back to Cafe Del Mar... entered by the beach... spied an empty set of sofas and promptly went to sit there... lol... Then we just lounged and stoned till 2am plus... got home at 3 plus, and made sure Jas didn't sleep on the drive back home... then KOed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 10am to go down to my sis' office for a briefing on a study they're doing... ate sushi with her at simei... then got home, wrapped Winnie's present and went to meet John for a quick dinner at Maxwell Food Centre before Winnie's bday party at Mox.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie's party rocked man... club party!! Wahaha... free alcohol too!! but only had vodka, baileys and gin... But it was enough... great fun and all... but I think I drank a bit too much... started to stone when the dancing started... too tired to dance that much too I guess... after all... 3rd night in a club... getting to be too much for me too... haha.. Shared a cab home with peter... 90% of the trip, both of us were stoned and just didn't talk at all... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, didn't change, didn't bathe, didn't take out my contacts, and just fell on the bed... so tired I asked my sis to help me take off my socks... lol... then I KOed till 6am when my mother woke me up, I took out my contacts, changed and KOed again till 12noon... postponed my tuition cos my brain was still lagging... went down to school for Impre practice at 4pm till 7pm... Helped Nic with her stats tut after that at Vivocity... then got home at 11pm... Totally danced out... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I skipped my 10am lecture cos I was still too tired to wake up that early... had lessons till 5 plus, ate a quick lunch (yes, I didn't have my lunch yet) and went down to Kallang for Chingay practice... ate dinner with some of the blast ppl at Kallang after that... then got home... and here I am... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously gotta try to keep some time for my studies too... lol... Soon I hope... after impre semis, I'll probably be able to breathe a bit more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-7462136020981279264?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/7462136020981279264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=7462136020981279264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7462136020981279264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7462136020981279264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RbTsOaxELEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_EZj_688nrQ/s72-c/DSC00803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4854794504793878501</id><published>2007-01-10T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T01:24:37.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe its been 2 days of school and I still haven't had a chance to wear my new jeans... lol... Been having practice on both days... so had to wear cargoes instead... Chingay on Mon, Impresario and Gin's Reggae today... Blast class tmr... Full day on Thurs... Go karting on Fri... Tuition on Sat... Jitterbugs and Impresario on Sunday... I figure my only slack day every week would probably be Fri... Sheesh... On a good note, I've finally got a free day... Tues!! But with Impresario... that's taken up as well... Oh well... the bandits are fun ppl anyway... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 out of the initial 6 got into the semis... so now its a rush to brush up for the semis on the 27th Jan... Sheesh... Wouldn't it be better to go straight to finals? Only 5 teams... it would be more entertaining to have 5, rather than 3 teams for the finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... if they want a semis, then we'll give them a great semis... and an even better finals!! Lol... Might be getting ahead of myself there... Just gonna put in more effort and see what happens... I'm not gonna let them slack off... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gin's reggae was... interesting... Haha... 2nd class only... and still trying to get the groove... the choreo was good though... I just need to isolate more... haha... Getting there... slowly... Kinda feel like taking popping, but that would stretch me a bit too thin... and my wallet too... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta save some time for myself... and exercise... Haha... Deadline's in 6 months... Dammit... Gotta motivate myself... I want abs, I want abs.. lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4854794504793878501?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4854794504793878501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4854794504793878501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4854794504793878501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4854794504793878501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/cant-believe-its-been-2-days-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-7027999903687160203</id><published>2007-01-08T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T01:39:29.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I actually drank so much last night and still felt ok... Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my JC class' gathering... since some ppl were back from Aus, we decided to meet up before school started for some, and work for the rest... It was great seeing the class ppl again... seeing how they've progressed... most of the girls have started working... while the guys are either in school, or working as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think today was one of the times we had the most number of people meeting up... started with 10, then 2 others came later... so it became a total of 12... Haha... thats like half the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Pizza Hut... Yummy garlic bread... I just love it fresh from the oven... After that, we couldn't really decide wehere to go, so we ended up at Harry's at the Esplanade... for drinks... and lots of it... everyone ordered at least one... alcoholic... except for Fahmy who well... for obvious reasons, can't take alcohol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElI6AYDSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUds1zFkn14/s1600-h/CIMG6283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017332294807457058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElI6AYDSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUds1zFkn14/s320/CIMG6283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Diarna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElI6AYDTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/e_C32h9sLhg/s1600-h/CIMG6282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017332294807457074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElI6AYDTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/e_C32h9sLhg/s320/CIMG6282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glynnis and Su Ghim showing off our old class photo... Eeewww... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElJKAYDUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_2ahjI2_BA4/s1600-h/CIMG6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017332299102424386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElJKAYDUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_2ahjI2_BA4/s320/CIMG6285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teri, Sara and Clara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEmeqAYDVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4SYAQg4Z-Hs/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017333767981239634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEmeqAYDVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4SYAQg4Z-Hs/s320/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara and Yimei, advertising for Pizza Hut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEme6AYDWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fwnHh-C8t20/s1600-h/CIMG6295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017333772276206946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEme6AYDWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fwnHh-C8t20/s320/CIMG6295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls around the ever elusive Fahmy... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEmfKAYDXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eK4Pr5l7suE/s1600-h/CIMG6297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017333776571174258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEmfKAYDXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eK4Pr5l7suE/s320/CIMG6297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry's at the Esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us had cocktails... well... most... I had a bit more... and I seriously didn't know sara could drink so well too.. haha... I had 3, she topped me at 4... lol... and one of the drinks she had wasn't even on the menu!! She asked the waiter for something stronger... and he gave her this 8 in 1 housepour mix... Lol... I took a bit... and WHOOOO~... the fumes went straight up the nose... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEozqAYDYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BJoO-6ffSL8/s1600-h/CIMG6299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017336327781748098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEozqAYDYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BJoO-6ffSL8/s320/CIMG6299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Sangria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEoz6AYDZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KXYwTsnXMGM/s1600-h/CIMG6312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017336332076715410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEoz6AYDZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KXYwTsnXMGM/s320/CIMG6312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEo0KAYDaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lfr60YLGdn8/s1600-h/CIMG6323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017336336371682722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEo0KAYDaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lfr60YLGdn8/s320/CIMG6323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris, Clara and Su Ghim... Doris dropped by later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, everyone just hung out at Harry's... talking and catching up... drinking and photowhoring.. well... the girls did... the guys just chatted... lol... hence some shots were impromptu... and I've become the 'unofficial photographer', as dubbed by Clara... Know why? I found out a way to keep people from closing their eyes just as the picture is taken... Just do this... Say 'Ready?... *snap*' No need for a countdown!! Countdowns are passe!! People anticipating the 1,2,3 might tend to close their eyes... haha... We had a lot of laughs taking pictures like that... cos I varyed my timing too... sometimes its 'Ready? *snap*'... At other times, its 'Ready? 1, *snap* 2..'... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEsPaAYDeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3U0ngQjrgcA/s1600-h/CIMG6337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017340103058001378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEsPaAYDeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3U0ngQjrgcA/s320/CIMG6337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not drunk... just want to show their numbers... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, I'd already had my 2nd drink, one shot of Choclate Monk but was still ok... weird too actually... haha... I'm usually hot by then... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEqBKAYDbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nk5e1UEmnYw/s1600-h/CIMG6334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017337659221609906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEqBKAYDbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nk5e1UEmnYw/s320/CIMG6334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look gone to you?? Lol... I always turn pinkish with alcohol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEqBaAYDcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Y-daUIiEVUw/s1600-h/CIMG6329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017337663516577218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEqBaAYDcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Y-daUIiEVUw/s320/CIMG6329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming Lamborghini anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes... Sara didn't want to drink a flaming by herself... so I accompanied her and got one too... Doris wanted to try it too!! Lol... so we ended up ordering 3 flamings... Highlight of the night man... Wonder who's got the vids of us drinking the flaming.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEsPqAYDfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zFKynrN8_Jo/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017340107352968690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEsPqAYDfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zFKynrN8_Jo/s320/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd wanted to go down to MOS, Jas was there with her friend, and from what she said, the music at Smoove was great that day... SO GIAN to go down... but after that flaming... nah... haha... I'd spent enough that day... $10 for pizza, and $45 for drinks... Lol... Although I was high enough to go MOS without drinking, the cover charge wouldn't have been worth it... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after drinks and everything... Clara just sent us home in what she called, her 'Mini cooper' wannabe van.. hehe... managed to squeeze 6 ppl in the back... lol... Legs got numb though... haha... But it was great fun!! We should do it more often!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEqBqAYDdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1rNNMA2kEHo/s1600-h/CIMG6332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017337667811544530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEqBqAYDdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1rNNMA2kEHo/s320/CIMG6332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest left early... this is all thats left... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEuaKAYDgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VE_l9AgTiRI/s1600-h/CIMG6310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017342486764850690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaEuaKAYDgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VE_l9AgTiRI/s320/CIMG6310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 7 years of friendship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sidenote: It's great news to hear you've finally found someone Mei... Congrats! I've really never seen you that happy before... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-7027999903687160203?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/7027999903687160203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=7027999903687160203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7027999903687160203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/7027999903687160203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/cant-believe-i-actually-drank-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RaElI6AYDSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUds1zFkn14/s72-c/CIMG6283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4283923640679139233</id><published>2007-01-05T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:10:10.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terra cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vivocity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie booking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's the point of having payment via eNets, when you still need to apply for Internet Banking to use it?? Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to book tickets at GV's online booking site, but due to the Taiwan earthquake, the credit/debit card payment service was unavailble, which left me with the eNets booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot since I had registered on the Nets site already, I'd give it a go... little did I know that when I clicked on the link to pay, I was brought to a local bank's internet banking site to make the payment. I was a bit stunned. I tot Nets could just deduct the amount from my bank account, anyway, felt it wasn't that much of a problem, cos I do have internet banking, I just had to go dig out the ID from my cupboard. Then I realised, I forgot my PIN number... Here's the frustrating part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stated that you could request for your PIN number online, which, I took to mean instant delivery... Unfortunately, it wasn't... It was just that the form to fill in to request for a password is online. Here's the part that made me question the effectiveness of their system... At the top of the form, its stated that you had to &lt;strong&gt;PRINT OUT&lt;/strong&gt; the form, fill it in and &lt;strong&gt;BRING IT TO A BANK &lt;/strong&gt;to request for your PIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I went... Huh?? Might as well just go down to the bank and get the form there... What was the point? Anyway, long story short, I had to do a phone booking instead... And that's where the next problem came in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For net bookings, because you've already paid for the tickets, eventhough they said you have to collect the tickets 30 mins before the show, even 5 mins before the show, they're still available for you... But apparently, for phone bookings, that wasn't the case... Once it passes 30 mins before the show, they will sell off your tickets if you haven't collected them yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done phone booking, so of course I wasn't aware of that difference.. So when Callie and I had phone booked Blood Diamond at vivocity, I didn't know that they'd sell off the tickets. So I was kinda shocked when they told me the booking wasn't available... And only the front 2 rows were left in the end... so we decided to catch Night at the Museum instead... Oh well... at least I managed to use my SAFRA discount... tickets for only $8 on weekends and public holidays.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the movie wasn't on till 9.30pm, we were supposed to get the 5.20pm show... that meant we had some extra time for other things... Took a trip down to The Cathay so Cal could get tickets for another movie she was watching with her friend the next day... Went to Ya Kun at the basement for her coffee fix... lol&lt;br /&gt;First time I've seen a girl who likes Kopi gao... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to have some fun at the arcade... Lol... You make a good arcade companion... We should do bishi bashi more often... lol... just less tiring ones... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Terra Cafe before the movie... They serve good drinks and good pasta... Just that their service staff need more training... not very attentive... I could seriously just go find with manager and tell them to give me 1 month and I'll improve their service tremendously... Their sets are quite affordable... every set had one main course, one soup and one ice cream... Drinks portion was also quite big... Hehe... I'm sure Callie loved the lemonade there... It tasted like liquid super lemon to me.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream was raspberry and blueberry... So coincidental that she took raspberry, that was pink, and I took blueberry, which is blue.. You know... Boy = Blue, Girl = Pink... lol... Took a few pictures too... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1Mlq04jxI/AAAAAAAAADY/JFHETMUejdU/s1600-h/cal01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1Mlq04jxI/AAAAAAAAADY/JFHETMUejdU/s320/cal01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016249769995570962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie with her raspberry ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1Ml604jyI/AAAAAAAAADg/RxIb-cLW0-Y/s1600-h/chris02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1Ml604jyI/AAAAAAAAADg/RxIb-cLW0-Y/s320/chris02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016249774290538274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my blueberry ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1MmK04jzI/AAAAAAAAADo/ztit1t3a4XQ/s1600-h/ice+cream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1MmK04jzI/AAAAAAAAADo/ztit1t3a4XQ/s320/ice+cream.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016249778585505586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy and girl ice creams... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1ONq04j0I/AAAAAAAAADw/pvBm7bhQOuY/s1600-h/DSC03144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1ONq04j0I/AAAAAAAAADw/pvBm7bhQOuY/s320/DSC03144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016251556701966146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a ghost in the cafe.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1ON604j1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JV5d0JFTS_o/s1600-h/cal02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1ON604j1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JV5d0JFTS_o/s320/cal02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016251560996933458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its true... all girls just love the camera... Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at the Museum was nice... although there was much more room for character development... the couple next to us left like half an hour into the show and never came back... I wonder what happened to them... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get the last train to Dhoby Ghaut, but decided to go for fruits at Kopitiam... when we were walking through Dhoby Ghaut, heard that the last train had just left.. Lol... couldn't have caught it even if we ran from NEL... Haha... Guess going for fruits was a good idea after all... Kopitiam at Dhoby has nice fruits, quite fresh... and grumpy aunties.. lol... but I guess you can't be all that happy about having to work at 12 plus at night... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some nice conversation... then Noel dropped by and it became GREAT conversation... Haha... That was a great day... Nice movie, good food and great company... Hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... The jumput jumput you made was nice too!! Thanks for the samples!! My mother said it could have more bananas... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep... lunch with the bandits tmr... Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4283923640679139233?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4283923640679139233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4283923640679139233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4283923640679139233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4283923640679139233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-point-of-having-payment-via-enets.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZ1Mlq04jxI/AAAAAAAAADY/JFHETMUejdU/s72-c/cal01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-3883411625427658186</id><published>2007-01-04T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T02:30:42.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverse bungy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the clinic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most people celebrate the New Year on New Year's Eve... I celebrate it on New Year's Day as well... Haha... Woke up late with nothing to do in the afternoon... decided to rewatch Band of Brothers, just for the heck of it... And while watching them jump out of planes... I was suddenly hit with this urge to learn skydiving.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably shove that idea to the side first... got other things to learn for now... Watching Band of Brothers again brought back memories of the first time I watched it... in NS... during our last 6 months, we had nothing much to do, so our officer let us watch it, saying that it gave very good examples of brotherhood and camaraderie, which was what he wanted us to have... And after so long, we still came back together again during reservist... like old times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a quick run after that... only managed to hit 3.5km... wanted to go till 5km, but saw the dark clouds approaching again, so I decided against it... got back, washed up and changed and went out to meet Jas... she wanted to go take a look at The Clinic... so I agreed to accompany her... supposed to meet Xuzi and Wenyan there too... but Xuzi couldn't make it, so it was just me, Jas and Wenyan in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenyan was coming late, so I met Jas first, had dinner then went down to Clarke quay... Passed by the Reverse Bungy there... First time I'd been so close to it, so I just had to take pics... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuM604jtI/AAAAAAAAACo/yc1QqbY49d8/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuM604jtI/AAAAAAAAACo/yc1QqbY49d8/s320/DSC00784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015864515724086994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the structure from afar... I think the one I tried in sydney was much higher though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuNK04juI/AAAAAAAAACw/2igR47JJD2E/s1600-h/DSC00785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuNK04juI/AAAAAAAAACw/2igR47JJD2E/s320/DSC00785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015864520019054306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the little metal ball you get strapped into right before you're launched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuNa04jvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7l7b3CuHOY8/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuNa04jvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7l7b3CuHOY8/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015864524314021618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this although not very clear, was the next couple to get into the ball... a caucasian and his female companion, wearing white and light blue... and what I'd call... porn star heels... they're like stilettoes and the portion at the ball of the foot is also on a platform, both the platform and heels are clear... makes the legs look nice, but looks damn porn star like... damn high too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when she got in, there were A LOT of ppl watching... but the seats were big enough to stop anything unintentional from peeking out... haha... I was expecting screams, but surprisingly, the couple before them and they themselves didn't scream much... it was more of a... "WHHHOOOoooopppp!!" and... that's it.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have liked to try it, if it wasn't for the high price... so in the end, we just continued on to the Clinic... it was still early, so we took a walk around the much more spacious area compared to the day before, and went for ice cream at Haagen Dazs first... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in at around 11... took a look around... there were different names for different areas like Anthrax for the bar, Amino for the chill out area with the wheelchairs, unfortunately, Amino was closed for a special function thing... oh well... We went into the main area, nice chill out music was playing and interesting decor... but, the ceiling fixtures were a bit lacking... didn't really resemble a clinic on the inside... except for the tables and chairs which looked like pills... the 2nd floor had a nice view of the dance floor below, and huge comfy sofas... which, although they had the reserved sign there, the staff there allowed us to sit anyway... so we had the comfy sofa all to ourselves... hehe.. Wenyan came a while later, and we just had drinks, joked around and basically chilled... Drinks there were seriously not bad... quite potent sometimes... I probably wouldn't mind going back there next time... with more ppl... it would definitely be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, sitting down and drinking does had its limits, so we left for MOS at about 12 plus... surprisingly, there wasn't much of a crowd either... most of them probably stayed home after partying like crazy the night before... Hence, the crowd at the MOS main arena was mostly youngsters... seriously... the dance floor had those t shirt and jeans kind of people... 'trying' to impress the girls with their awful dancing... and I DO mean awful... Looking at them kinda made me wonder if I had ever looked like that... After some contemplation (5secs =P), I decided... Nah... I've got more groove than that... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity Smoove wasn't open that day either... only the main arena and 54 were open... main arena was playing R&amp;B... some were songs I recognised, others, weren't... and those that I didn't recognise, were kinda hard to dance to... weird beats and all that... ended up trying to have fun and waiting for the right song to come along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the cages was quite fun... but not when you're next to someone who thinks he can break dance in that small space... I saw a different side to Jas when dancing with her.. Hehe... and it wasn't all that bad *grin*... You've got some nice moves girl... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there till like 2 plus, till the music got too weird and unbearable, and we were, frankly, tired... hehe... walked out half deaf and thirsty... got drinks at TCC, sat near the river and chatted... Then, cos I had to take a cab home, I had to go to Liang Court to draw money... and the Macs there tempted us to get some food.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZv0h604jwI/AAAAAAAAADA/RG6iRomhJlI/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZv0h604jwI/AAAAAAAAADA/RG6iRomhJlI/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015871473571106562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are... two very tired 'old' people.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw her off in a cab, then I took the 2nd cab after, cos some half drunk prick tot it would be funny to jump in the cab before his friends did, not knowing I wasn't getting into the same cab as jas... Had a stare down with him as the cab drove by.. but was seriously too tired to do anything about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, washed up and KOed till 11am the next day... Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-3883411625427658186?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/3883411625427658186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=3883411625427658186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3883411625427658186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/3883411625427658186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/most-people-celebrate-new-year-on-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZvuM604jtI/AAAAAAAAACo/yc1QqbY49d8/s72-c/DSC00784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-4193617538741652133</id><published>2007-01-01T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:47:15.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First post of the New Year... Heh... and its only because I started writing this after 12 midnight... Been kinda busy after writing that previous super long post... Sorry to my friends who had to read all those words... and btw, I did count them... Took up 5 pages in MS Word... 2.3k plus words in total...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I'm not gonna do some reflection of 2006... In some way... the previous post was already kind of a reflection... I've read some of the reflections others have written... and gotten myself mentioned in two of them... That brings a smile to my face... Makes me feel that I've made an impression on the lives of my friends... You'll know if you're important to someone when you get mentioned in that way... Of course, doesn't mean that I'm gonna be resentful at those who didn't mention me... Nah... I probably just didn't affect your lives that much... Heh.. Already gotten used to being put in a corner this year... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... back to the new year... I actually just got back from games and dinner with friends... Went to the place called PitStop Cafe... Somewhat like Settlers... same thing... games and finger food... There was this game called Galloping Pigs... It had these cute little pig figurines... which I put in some very 'compromising' positions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0Ea04jgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uC1nfOVoQjE/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0Ea04jgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uC1nfOVoQjE/s320/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014745066858122754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0Eq04jhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EAOBGb7AURQ/s1600-h/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0Eq04jhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EAOBGb7AURQ/s320/DSC00779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014745071153090066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig porn anyone?? Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a walk around the area after that... all the way to funan just for fun... Then went to Fisherman's Wharf for dinner... think their standard dropped since the last time I went there... Staff are their usual gruff selves... Sheesh... If it wasn't for the food and the price, I wouldn't bother going there... Then we took a walk down Clarke Quay... saw everyone getting ready for the new year with their party hats and all that... Saw the Cannery with all the new pubs and clubs... Took one look at the Clinic, and decided that we should go there tmr night... so thats where I'll probably be... chilling at the outdoor booths, or indoors on their quite ingenious wheelchairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around a bit more... looked around at all the other bars and such... and then it started to drizzle... Sheesh... decided it would be better to head home rather than get stuck in the rain and crowd at clarke quay... So... took the train home and here I am... Rather boring New Year's Eve... but compared to last year's where I was crying my eyes out, this one is rather good already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been putting up many pictures, December's been a busy month for me... After exams, came the prep for my first reservist... 11th to 15th... Rotted in camp for 3 days before having anything to do... then once I came out, came Impresario prelims on the 16th... talk about being in a rush... I was practically going through steps and choreo IN BUNK at night... music pumping into my earphones, think all my bunkmates were wondering what I was doing, facing the window too... Only way I could get a good reflection to see myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing was that there was partner work in the choreo... My greatest worry then was that I wouldn't be able to sync with my partner... But on that day, after a slight cleaning up and practice, we actually did quite well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0E604jiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_uB8mqvotq8/s1600-h/DSCN0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0E604jiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_uB8mqvotq8/s320/DSCN0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014745075448057378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with my dance partner... Grace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0GK04jjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qgvCN9byJE8/s1600-h/DSCN0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0GK04jjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qgvCN9byJE8/s320/DSCN0527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014745096922893874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are... The Bandits... lol... last minute name lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the prelims, we had lunch and I treated them to Big O waffles... and their verdict? Better than Gelare's! Lina even kept telling me during the bbq at blast camp, that all she could think about was the waffles... Think I spoiled them silly that day... Ordered two waffles, one with mac nut and banana, the other with double chocolate and blueberries... even worse, Carey was there, so I asked her to give more ice cream... they came with two scoops each!! We were all seriously stuffed after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, there was Blast camp from 18th to 21st... Talk about a tight squeeze... At the same time, I was having my Basic Open Water Course in scuba diving... So I could basically only go for camp on half days... till about 2 plus on 18th and 19th, cos I had theory lessons at 4.30pm... then one full day on wed... which, luckily, was the day they went Sentosa... then rushing back to the camp on Thurs morning to see their performances and hang out with the jrs till it was time for my pool session at 7pm... Took a LOT of cab that time... had to get to the Singapore Teacher's Union, near Yio Chu Kang... luckily, my dive instructor stays at Pasir Ris... he gave me a lift home that day... the Union was so ulu... even the cab driver needed me to look at the map to see which road was nearer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sat and Sun, 23rd and 24th, came the open water dives at Pulau Hantu... thankfully, the rain stopped for me to complete the dives, cos on both days, it only started raining after I my diving was done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1hK04jkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qjmd0B0enUQ/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1hK04jkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qjmd0B0enUQ/s320/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014746660290989634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pulau Hantu... looks damn pristine... but the visibility there sucks... 6m down and everything is dark already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1ha04jlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sRyv-l4qBJ8/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1ha04jlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sRyv-l4qBJ8/s320/DSC00732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014746664585956946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats where all the air tanks are... We were on top resting and having lunch... Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day saw me tinkering with my computer again... I was thinking of doing some minor upgrades... trying to quieten the fans... in the end, my sound card gave up on me... after 5+ yrs of work... it had a good life... So I went down to the Creative store to get my new sound card... split the cost with my sis since she's also been playing games and music on my com... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and a few other upgrades later... I got this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1hq04jmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r6u0v10hGTo/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1hq04jmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r6u0v10hGTo/s320/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014746668880924258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of Zhng my Car? This is Zhng my Com... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to make a few trips down to Sim Lim to really decide what I wanted... its still a work in progress though... wanna make a few more changes... but I can hold those off for now... Got myself an early Christmas present too... Managed to get this super rare car model... Fastest production car in the world at present... Damn nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1h604jnI/AAAAAAAAABE/VDMyjyeCazA/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1h604jnI/AAAAAAAAABE/VDMyjyeCazA/s320/DSC00760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014746673175891570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1iK04joI/AAAAAAAAABM/A3dOlzhLylc/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf1iK04joI/AAAAAAAAABM/A3dOlzhLylc/s320/DSC00741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014746677470858882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bugatti Veyron... 1001bhp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, met my sis, Christine, her friend, Chris and Jasmine for dinner at Big O... lol...&lt;br /&gt;Chris is my sis' friend from Aus, met him there when I was there... he's a great guy to be around... and he was going back to Aus 2 days later, so we decided to meet him for dinner... I asked Jasmine along cos she wasn't doing anything either.. and she wanted to try the tofu burger there... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been kinda busy in the mornings lately... No idea why, got bit by the cooking bug... Tried something simple first... cooking eggs... Did 3 styles... Easy over easy, Sunny Side up and Scrambled... Over the span of 2 days, I cooked 6 eggs... Heh... Never ate so many eggs in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3Ga04jpI/AAAAAAAAABU/z1pQZK6qoJA/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3Ga04jpI/AAAAAAAAABU/z1pQZK6qoJA/s320/DSC00772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014748399752744594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Eggs over easy&lt;br /&gt;Right: Sunny side up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3Gq04jqI/AAAAAAAAABc/rTgW0ltmfXQ/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3Gq04jqI/AAAAAAAAABc/rTgW0ltmfXQ/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014748404047711906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seasoned them with a bit of black pepper, paprika and salt... Callie told me the scrambled eggs looked like the Mac eggs... exactly what I was aiming for... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess, I've been pampering myself silly this month... and the reason I gave myself other than that I wanted/needed the stuff, was that I ought to, esp after the shitty year I had... Here's a list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer Stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPU cooler&lt;br /&gt;Graphics card cooler&lt;br /&gt;Casing Fan&lt;br /&gt;Sound card&lt;br /&gt;Hard disk&lt;br /&gt;External hard disk casing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Car Models&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/18 Bugatti Veyron&lt;br /&gt;1/18 Lamborghini Murcielago Roadster&lt;br /&gt;1/18 Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Items&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod 30Gb Video&lt;br /&gt;Fossil Watch (bday present from sis)&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of Levi's 525 bootcut&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of Levi's Engineered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have left is to find a good pair of shoes to replace my adidas... they've got holes in the sides already... Hehe.. And yes, I finally got my ipod video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3G604jrI/AAAAAAAAABk/Og2fKOE4VXY/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3G604jrI/AAAAAAAAABk/Og2fKOE4VXY/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014748408342679218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3HK04jsI/AAAAAAAAABs/XO2dHnBbwws/s1600-h/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf3HK04jsI/AAAAAAAAABs/XO2dHnBbwws/s320/DSC00782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014748412637646530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got the watch today, from my sis... it's my belated bday present... My G shock was breaking apart... rubber all peeling away... so I decided to get something slightly more classy... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all... I guess its more like a New Year, New Look.. Got a few more items to get... but those will come in time... The only thing I want for this year, is to be able to look only forward, and not back... It's gonna be my last sem this year... after that, its either the working world, or something else I've been seriously considering since the middle of this sem... This decision will most probably be the most important one in my life, and I do really have to consider everything carefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've got a few other things to look forward to... One is Impresario Finals, if we get in anyway, then I also got picked to do Chingay this year... thats gonna be quite an experience... on top of that, I'm still considering joining Hip Hop Night too... depends on what else I have to juggle first, I'm not one to plunge into things just because I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequences do make a large part of my decision making process... I'm also planning to get my Advance Open Water sometime this sem... and hopefully, have enough time to get my Powerboat license and Advanced Driving as well, might wanna try something new too... called European Martial Arts, but that I'll also consider carefully... ICT's also confirmed in July... a High Key one this time, so I'll probably have more things to do in reservist... Ultimately, studies still come first, I might not be doing honours, but I'll do my best to get a good bachelors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have sort of screwed up last year, but I'm definitely NOT gonna screw up 2007... Why? Simple... because I choose to... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-4193617538741652133?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/4193617538741652133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=4193617538741652133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4193617538741652133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/4193617538741652133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-of-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bj31ZEHdlmw/RZf0Ea04jgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uC1nfOVoQjE/s72-c/DSC00780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116689700628264662</id><published>2006-12-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:36:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright... I've been thinking about doing this for quite a while... This is particularly hard because it affects some people around me... but I can't carry on like this anymore... Being nice puts me at a disadvantage... In fact... its causing me more problems than not being nice... probably explains my freaking sucky results that got leaked out... I'm probably not gonna be able to do honours... Seriously couldn't concentrate during exams... couldn't focus cos my mind kept jumping around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging much because I didn't know whether I should write what I'm gonna say down... But I'm left with no choice... or rather, it would be more beneficial to me if I did... I just have one thing to say... The following words that I pen down, are not what the Nice me would say... rather, these are what I have been feeling all along... I was just too nice to say it out loud... until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been, what I can describe as... most possibly the worse year of my life... Being weakened, used, played with, ignored and everything... This was the lowest low of my life... Last Christmas was the worst Christmas I had... so much so that I don't really have any hopes for this year's Christmas... in fact, I'd rather just stay home, away from the festivities... Too much pain, too many things to remind me of the last Christmas to help me really enjoy this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all started with me being a fool in love... Putting too much into something that I treasured, but probably wasn't treasured as much by the other party... After the first break up in December last year... I was much better than now... moving on step by step... until you called me back... I tot I had a chance to make it right again... I promised myself that I would try to make things work out again... I tot you wanted it too... but somehow, along the way... You had another change of heart... and your solution to the problem became just to 'do my own things' and leave you alone... You would call me if you needed me... Sounds very much like using me doesn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back then, I was still blinded by the premise of having hope that things would work out again... Foolish me just kept giving in to your requests... even when it seemed evident that something else was brewing, I turned a blind eye... Tried to trust you again... But you never really proved to me that I could trust you again... You said I wasn't strong enough... you said I wasn't comfortable in my own skin... But the harsh truth is... I got my strength from having you around... I felt that with you around, I could have done anything... and I was trying to... But without me knowing, you slowly stopped showing that you supported me... kept telling me so and so was stronger, they've been through so much more... blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do you think that would do to me? I went from a person who thought he could do everything, to someone who felt his world crumble, that I wasn't doing anything right... Even before December, the common issues we had... it was always cos I didn't do something the way you wanted me to... Didn't talk the way you wanted me to to others... Didn't comfort you the way you wanted me to... It was always about what YOU wanted... I never really wanted much... I just wanted someone who loved me and would support me, even when I was feeling weak... Everyone has their weak moments... You can't be strong without being weak first... I just needed someone there for me... as I would be for that person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess to you... weak is weak... Not someone you'd want in your life, you're always attracted to strong people right? After all, didn't you say, we become the kind of people we surround ourselves with? We surround ourselves with strong people and we will become strong? and vice versa? In that one sentence, you quite possibly insulted all the friends I had... everyone I put my trust in and relied on to pull me out of my darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, strong people are those who have encountered hardships in their lives... that quite possibly changed their lives... I do remember once... a few months after we got together... You called me SPOILED... I don't know what sparked that, neither do I remember what we were actually talking about... but I do know that that one word hurt a lot... but I chose to push it aside and forgive you for that... citing reasons that you didn't know me that well yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, my life has been somewhat smooth sailing, never had the chance to work part time, or struggle through life... never had a loved one pass away and had to raise a family on my own and all that... But is that the ONLY way people endure hardships? As I mentioned in my previous posts... my own hardships are the amount of effort I put in to show people that I'm no more the bastard I once was... You of all people should know that... You of all people should know how hard it is to change people's perceptions of yourself... And yet, that doesn't count as hardships in your book? So what should I have done? Burnt down my house so I can see how its like being bankrupt? That is utter rubbish... Just because some hardships are more visible than others doesn't mean that they're not hardships and that they haven't made me strong... You may say its a typical response that NS changed me... So what?? You haven't been through it... How would you know whether it is a typical response? You're forgetting that my time in NS helped me become the person you once loved... someone who was totally different from the person in sec school... If NS wasn't the one that gave me strength, then wat has?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY strength is in the trust I give my friends... and the fact that I will help them when they ask me to... I will do my best to help in any way I can... without asking for anything in return... and I gained that by not caring how others viewed me in the past, and just carried on doing what I felt was right... Helping my friends... Actions do speak louder than words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you don't trust people easily... I feel that its somewhat cos you allowed your modelling work to affect your private life... but of course, even if I tell you that, you hardly listen to me in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly lost myself... giving in all the time to your every whim... you didn't like how I did this... so I changed... you didn't like how I did that... so I changed again... I did all that just to make you happy... and I did... but at the expense of myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could understand you wanting to see other people, I did get stale... but while we, or rather, I was trying to work things out, I tot you were too... I guess you weren't, or even if you did, you weren't communicating with me about it... I got more confused and even more insecure... especially everytime you would ask me what I would do if you and someone else expressed interest in each other... What else could I say?? What else could anyone say?? I should have taken that as a sign to break it off cleanly and walk away... but I didn't... I stubbornly stuck to something I still believed in... US... even when you didn't believe in that anymore... I guess it had something to do with the fact that you still said you loved me... and I foolishly believed that you really did... Love me the way I did you... and not one of your 'other kinds of love'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my promises to myself and to you... and gave you a great birthday party... But then, that was the start of the downhill... cos HE can back into your life... I've always had this suspicion that you never really got over him in the first place... whenever we talked about it, your voice would get softer and there was a hint of pain and sadness in it... but again, I brushed it off, saying that that was the past... and since he's still somewhat of a friend... I should treat him as my friend too... I guess this is one instance that my trust was misplaced... because NEVER in my LIFE would I have expected him to do something like that to me... And that is what really pisses me off as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I do unto others, how I would like others to do unto me... I would have never betrayed a friend like that... but he did... you can say that we'd already broken up and all that... but he's still a friend... and my wounds were still very raw... It's just common courtesy to inform me that he was interested in you... and yet, he didn't... and when I found out, no apology about keeping me in the dark about it... and all along I tot he was my friend, telling me to take care and get better and all that... but he goes behind my back to date you... This... from someone who is going to become a youth leader?? PLEASE.... gimme a break... Great example man... That was mistake number one... Mistake number two was breaking his promise to you... If he had kept it, I'd probably have gotten over it by now... but he didn't... he disappointed you again... He's already disappointed me... and now you... and yet he's got the nerve to still stick around and make you love him again, in some sort of twisted sense of forbidden love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet... while you tell him you love him, you tell me you love me too... What's up with that?? Of course I'd be bitter and pissed... which one is it? Him or Me?? You couldn't even decide and had to get both? Then let me tell you something... I've always tried my best to not let anyone down... I've always tried to do the right thing... helping others... And what about him? So what if he's stronger now than how he was before?? This is a wake up call boy!! The youth leaders I know are NOT gutless cowards like you... they have the guts and self-righteousness to face up to their actions... and so far, you have yet to prove that to me... Maybe I should wait 5 years as well... to see if you finally get the guts to do what should have been done... like how long you took to apoplogise to her... But then again, I can't bring myself to trust you anymore... so I'm not holding my breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess this is out of my hands... you chose him over me... just because the grass seemed greener on the other side... and its always like that with you... always wanting more... not knowing when is enough... not contented... it just seemed to me that you weren't happy with how I did things, you always wanted it done your way... hardly anything I did was up to your standard... something was always lacking... and if I was your so called 'best' bf ever, then was the best not even enough for you? What else was there? Super best? ultra best?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kept telling me to grow up... and I'm telling you to grow up yourself... everything has a limit... some can be broken... others once reached, can never be attained again... you know why I seemed like I haven't grown up? Simply because I felt I was losing the best thing I had in my life... You were the one thing I was contented with in my life... Unlike you, I never had a need to look for someone else... there was NO other person, I didn't need to look, simply cause I knew... I knew that I had found someone I could have spent my life with... when you have a belief THAT strong, how'd you feel when the person you loved shatters it into oblivion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I really felt that if both of us had stuck to it and worked things out, it would have worked out... But it seemed like that wasn't your intention... You just strung me along until you found someone stronger whom you could latch onto and then drop me again... and I let foolishly let you, fed by the false hope you gave me by saying that you loved me... and me thinking it was the same love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said... you made your choice... He's replaced me... Whatever problems you have, lay them on him... I'm no longer part of your life... and frankly, right now, I don't want to either... too many painful memories... The good overshadowed by the hurt and the betrayal... You may not want to hear that word, betrayal... but thats exactly what it feels like to me... call me a son of a bitch or watever you always call me when I'm in a mood like that... I don't care... I'm tired... Tired of caring... Tired of being confused... Tired of trying to act like I'm ok when I'm not... I can't really bring myself to believe anything either one of you says... My trust in you was shattered in December... and it never recovered, you never tried to prove that I could trust you again... My trust in him shattered in Sept... I doubt that will recover soon as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most probably the most hurtful thing I can ever say, but I have to get it off my chest... He dated someone behind your back, and you dated someone behind mine... You guys are so alike... One doesn't even have the guts to face me... the other runs away from problems like this... Telling me to do my own thing, in my opinion, that was you trying not to face the problem at all... rather than sit down and sort it out, see what went wrong and maybe something could have been done to save our relationship... if it was that important to you as it was to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always consequences to every action... and this is ultimately the consequence of the actions both of you took... You can take this as a scolding, me being emo again, or as a 3rd person's view on your own character... You can choose to analyse it, get angry at it, or ignore it... Life's about choices, you've made yours regarding him... and the consequence of that is my choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something your textbooks won't help, neither will your dance... What will help is you sitting down and sorting out everything you've been avoiding and supressing... You've got your support... He's still around and I don't see him leaving anytime soon... He IS after all, my replacement in your life... It's time I follow my own path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all... Tears dried, heart died... I don't think I can ever love anyone else the way I loved you... and frankly, I don't even wanna try right now... You can go ahead having your crushes here and there on all your cute dancer guys or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never done anything to let you down... I've done my best and I don't have any regrets... I'll just walk alone... with my trusted friends for company...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116689700628264662?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116689700628264662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116689700628264662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116689700628264662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116689700628264662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/12/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116629557943663749</id><published>2006-12-17T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:59:39.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from reservist... Quite refreshing to see all the guys again... Catch up with them and relive the NS days in bunk... horsing around and all that... Kinda like a homecoming of sorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 5 days in camp also gave me lots of time to reflect on everything that's happened this year... So many things running through my mind now... Don't think I can sort everything out... Its actually quite surprising that even the guys would be willing to lend a listening ear... and even their support...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its seriously very refreshing... like a journey back to how things were before... a time when I was happier and much more unaffected by things that don't concern me... I guess my bro was right... I am my worse enemy... In allowing someone else to be so critical of my actions and habits, I began to criticise everything I did... Such a fool eh... Oh well... we all learn from our mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spent my time sorting myself out in camp, I realised that I really have come very far from the old bastard I was last time... It's not easy trying to erase the preconceived notion others have of you just because of how you were in the past, and I'm proud that I've managed to make vast improvements in erasing that view in others... My old friends have seen the change... my new friends like who I am now... and that's all that matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken me a lot of strength and determination to not shy away from old friends just because of the perception they had of me... and taken even more strength to just smile and be the new me in front of them... enduring all their old prejudices and proving to them that I HAVE changed... Its not easy... and not many people know how hard it really is... But I dont' care... I'll be the new me... as long as it takes for them to realise that I have changed... even if it takes an entire lifetime to accomplish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, this may not be as terrible as losing a loved one and having to survive on your own... but it still requires a lot to not give up and just be a loner... Having said that, would I view myself as weak? Definitely not... In a way, having to redeem myself is my own personal tragedy... I've endured a lot of crap and had to prove myself countless times... All that has done is made me stronger, more determined to not allow a previous prejudice rule over my head... If others don't see it that way, then so be it... I will not allow myself to be put down by the views of others... There is more than one path to the goal... it just depends on whether you want to walk a smooth path, or a rocky path... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why then should I want to prove myself to others that I've changed? Because friends are important to me... I place my full trust in them, because I want them to trust me fully as well... Once I consider them my friend, they will always be a friend, until that trust between us is broken... A very good friend of mine once said to me... We reap what we sow... I want to sow the seeds of good friendship and trust... and that is what I will reap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk now alone down the path of my choosing... no looking back... no expectations... with just the support of those whom I call my friends... I have truly seen myself grow up, compared to the last time I was in NS... One can see an improvement... and thats all there is to it... No point whining about how bad you are in something... I would rather focus on what I've improved at and how much more I can improve it, as well as what else can be improved upon and work at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like the icing on top of the cake, I received some good feedback today... That although I may look serious all the time, I do know how to have fun, and that when crunch time comes, I will still have the dedication and professionalism to carry on with the task at hand... I guess that is especially the case when others are depending on you as well... Heh... In others words... just doing the right thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always welcomed such surprising comments, cos it serves as a feedback to me on my own progress down my path... every good comment just brings me further along that path... towards a much more improved me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116629557943663749?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116629557943663749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116629557943663749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116629557943663749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116629557943663749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-got-back-from-reservist.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116499741263992404</id><published>2006-12-02T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T02:23:32.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you haven't done well for a paper when you actually use two pieces of string to tie a hangman's noose and dangle it in front of you when they're counting the papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai~.. I'm so not cut out for blind memorisation... Wat's the point? In the working world, you don't need to memorise all these facts, they're there for you, in books, references and databases... And not giving us examples of how the questions will be like is even worse... True/false questions for CAs, application questions for tutorials... Then why bring up regurgitation essay questions for finals??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd much prefer it if they have applications questions with open book... with so many facts to memorise, it was evident everyone was struggling to memorise everything before the paper... does it really help when you go work? Would your employers actually be impressed that you can state the 10 side effects of so-and-so drug? Or would your problem solving skills come in more handy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there waiting for time to end, I kept questioning myself... if this is what biomed has to offer... do I really want to keep on doing this?? Guess we'll have to wait and see how I perform for my biology mods... Hai~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 down... 2 to go... the brain drain continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116499741263992404?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116499741263992404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116499741263992404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116499741263992404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116499741263992404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-know-you-havent-done-well-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116462032246454091</id><published>2006-11-27T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:38:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A dozen cans of red bull, and a dozen packets of ribena... its finally started... The exams... First paper's over... Forensics was somewhat easy... too tired to even be bothered to stay in the hall for 2 hrs... left after the first hour, most ppl did anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more to go... and only God knows how many more cans to red bull that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I've rarely had very deep conversations on msn... guess its kinda refreshing to actually have thought provoking conversations with others on msn... also makes me miss those conversations when the other party isn't online... heh... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studies... if my brain isn't too drained...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116462032246454091?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116462032246454091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116462032246454091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116462032246454091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116462032246454091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/11/dozen-cans-of-red-bull-and-dozen.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116335915194579792</id><published>2006-11-13T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T03:19:12.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Responsible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly a word I've ever thought could be used to describe me... In fact, the only other time this word was used on me was in my report books back in pri and sec school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something just struck me when I heard myself being described as a responsible person a few days ago... It just made me think about whether I was really a responsible person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... maybe only when friends are concerned.. If not, I wouldn't be procrastinating about my studies and blogging about this at 2 freaking am in the morning when I should be resting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never thought of myself as a responsible person... I usually just feel that I do what has to be done... or sometimes, what SHOULD be done... As I think deep into the meaning of responsibility, it just strikes me that there's also the issue of being responsible for what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an individual, one is responsible for their own well being, their studies, and their own actions... Then I start to question whether I am actually doing that... taking care of my own well being, my studies and my actions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every action has its own consequence, whether good or bad, one that particular action is taken, consequence follows... Sometimes people just jump into things, wanting to do something so badly that they never stop to consider the consequences of their actions... I've seen many examples of that with my friends... all wishing they had 36 hrs a day, even maybe 48... and when the consequence of having too many responsibilities and commitments actually hits them, its too late... They've got to stick with that path and just weather it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual thought is, if one was expecting some kind of consequence early on before embarking on said action, shouldn't one also consider if the consequence that comes to pass can be taken up by one effortlessly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it a challenge to oneself, to see how much one can handle, both physically and mentally as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities to oneself are simple to handle, its responsibilities to others that are harder... cos I don't want to let other people down... I don't deny, looking back, I've probably let down a number of people, but I realise that those incidents were there for me to learn from... to learn about responsibility, and maybe more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some responsibilities, we place on ourselves, even long after its not needed... others are placed on us by others... Those placed on us by others, shouldn't be taken lightly, since others are depending on us... But what then of those we place on ourselves? Responsibilities for our friends, our family members.. even a loved one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm don't view myself as being responsible for the well being of my friends, they're old enough to take care of themselves... but rather, responsible for the things I do for them, if any... I want to make sure that when I do things for friends, they're done to the best of my ability... For family members, there is not contention... Family is what sustains you when you're lonely... I'll always be responsible for the well being of my family.. And since I don't really have any other loved one to be responsible for... I can't really say anything about that... I've come to realise that girls need a boyfriend, not a father... Care is one thing, excessive care is another... Even worse is unwanted care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think I chose to be a responsible person... maybe that term just found me... like I said, I just do what ought to be done, or rather, should be done, according to my own principles... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all these thoughts are somewhat incoherent... guess what I'm trying ask is... Is there such a thing as being responsible for one's actions, but not the consequences that follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wrong timing to be thinking of such stuff... but like so many other things in my life... its always come down to wrong timing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116335915194579792?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116335915194579792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116335915194579792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116335915194579792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116335915194579792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/11/responsible.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116266404448865113</id><published>2006-11-05T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:14:04.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The CAs are over.. had time for a short break and sort out my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends have said that I sometimes still sound angsty and somewhat bitter... I don't deny it... No one likes being played with, used or just being taken for granted... I've come to realise that although I might not want to consider it like that, it sure does feel that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I dig down deeper into it... I realise there's actually more to it than just this... I've always valued honesty, and open communication, even with friends... anything that involves me, they can come up to me and just tell me, its much much better than letting me find it out on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess thats where some of the angst comes from, that some people would most rather keep quiet and not say a word, hoping that either I wouldn't notice, or wouldn't care... but when something concerns me, of course I'd care, and I definitely would notice... and thats what makes me angry... that a friend would actually keep things from me... like I couldn't be trusted or like I was a fool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me old fashioned, but when I invite someone over to my house, share my food with them, share my thoughts and ideas, it means that I've welcomed them into my life as a friend that can be trusted... And yet, when it comes down to doing something which might affect me, I wasn't told about it... and what does that feel like? Something like this, "When did this happen? How come I wasn't told? I'm doing this all for nothing??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so hard in coming up to me and telling me? And the excuse that they just don't want to hurt me just won't work, cos once I find out without the parties involved telling me, IT JUST HURTS EVEN MORE. It hurts that I was kept in the dark over the matter, it hurts that they couldn't be bothered to tell me and worse still... it hurts because it feels like I was just pushed off into a corner and ignored while everyone around me knew... And the worse thing is that even when I found out about it... no apologies... No "Hey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this earlier...." and all that... Not a word... Where's the friendship in that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the excuse of not wanting to hurt me, to me, is about the same as saying that you've got NO GUTS to say it to my face, and would rather hide away and hope the issue involving me goes away... After being treated like that, I have every right to feel angsty and bitter... Its like you've got the guts to do this, but no guts to face me and tell me... or even apologize for keeping me in the dark about it... Where's the trust in that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brudder knew that... he knows that very well... he gave me his honest opinion about what he feels I should do... and I wasn't angry at him... I wasn't pissed cos he said that... I valued what he said, I trusted him, and I considered his views, knowing that he respected me enough as a friend to be honest with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, friends are those whom I can trust to be honest with me when the time comes for it... They are people who are able to respect me enough to be honest with me... The truth may be painful sometimes, but its more painful when heard from someone else... Knowing that I actually trusted someone who treated me like that, just disappoints me tremendously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one, would never treat my friends like that... My bro said that that was my strength, that once I consider someone a friend, I would treat him like one, and help him in any way I can... which is true... but now, as I think about this... I also realise that those people who let me down, I'd rather just leave as an acquaintance rather than a friend... I will still continue to treat everyone as my friends, whether or not they treat me the same way... but once I'm let down by them... then... they'll be treated as just an acquaintance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have to tell people that they should tell me, or apologise... It's basic common courtesy and common sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually makes me feel good, knowing what I will tolerate from others and what I will not... This time, no more second chances... I will not trust someone who's let me down, building up that trust will take time again... and only if they choose to build it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying you could do nothing is not good enough either... everything has a choice... its just that this was a choice to do nothing... Thats the power of choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to write this here, to help me unload my thoughts and sort them out... just as how I choose to separate friends from acquaintances... and at the same time, I'm still seeking that balance in my life, between logic and illogic... work and play... good and bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice, the one thing I am responsible for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116266404448865113?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116266404448865113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116266404448865113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116266404448865113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116266404448865113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/11/cas-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116214492532652395</id><published>2006-10-30T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:02:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally pigged out during the weekend... Here's a list (easier than to describe):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cereal with milk&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 packets of M &amp; Ms&lt;br /&gt;3. One box of hello panda like biscuits&lt;br /&gt;4. 2 bags of Jack and Jill potato chips&lt;br /&gt;5. One bottle of Vanilla Coke&lt;br /&gt;6. One can of tuna with mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;7. 4 slices of bread&lt;br /&gt;8. 5 sausages&lt;br /&gt;9. One bowl of laska&lt;br /&gt;10. One large cup of sugarcane juice&lt;br /&gt;11. One plate of fried oyster&lt;br /&gt;12. One cup of mochaccino&lt;br /&gt;13. One slice of brownie&lt;br /&gt;14. One small coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Side dish of sauteed mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;2. Lamb steak&lt;br /&gt;3. One slice of chocolate fudge cake&lt;br /&gt;4. One bottle of snapple&lt;br /&gt;5. One packet of potatao chips&lt;br /&gt;6. German garlic sausage&lt;br /&gt;7. Deep fried camembert&lt;br /&gt;8. One stick of you tiao&lt;br /&gt;9. Two red bean buns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I needa go run again... like I finally did on Fri... Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116214492532652395?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116214492532652395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116214492532652395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116214492532652395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116214492532652395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/totally-pigged-out-during-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116180339099508929</id><published>2006-10-26T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:09:51.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another 4 hr long distance chat... Really helped me clear somethings out... even at the expense of my CA the next day, but it was well worth it bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I managed to get some answers to my questions, and realise that it IS true, the greatest gift God gave man, was Choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am because I choose to be, just as how I chose to do everything else in my life... as long as I can justify what I do to myself... It's fine with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;External approval is empty without internal approval... Just as how greater wisdom comes with inner peace... Everything starts from within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with my bro helped me realise that there are some areas I can change... and I realise that it would be better that I did... Of course, only when I have the time to... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how one has to choose the blue or the red pill in The Matrix, life presents us with choices everyday... How this movie pans out, is up to the individual... Maybe I'll watch all 3 films back to back... just to get the overall idea of the meanings in the film... some really can be applied to daily life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you down bro... onto step 2... heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116180339099508929?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116180339099508929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116180339099508929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116180339099508929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116180339099508929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-4-hr-long-distance-chat.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116152509182218721</id><published>2006-10-22T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:51:31.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder y we don't have such lecturers in NUS... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOqXlbWf9Io"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOqXlbWf9Io" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/6578270-116152509182218721?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116152509182218721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116152509182218721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116152509182218721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116152509182218721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wonder-y-we-dont-have-such-lecturers.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116127926449483334</id><published>2006-10-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:34:24.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I spent 4 hours talking on the phone last night with my 'brudder' in Australia... LOL... From about 11pm all the way till 3am... Funny thing is... after having so many talks with my others frens whenever I feel my emotions getting the best of me... It's just different when I talk with him... Even when I haven't been talking with him for so long, we just start up again like we just met a few days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about nearly everything under the sun... his Hons project, my situations, his situations, job markets, overseas degrees... Luckily he's got free incoming even for overseas calls... Lol... and I was using 019, which is supposed to give cheaper rates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad he's enjoying himself over there, even if it IS just him alone with his project... He's content with what he's doing, working towards his goals... And I guess it really set me thinking as well... Set me thinking as to whether Life Sciences was really what I want to be doing after I graduate... And honestly, with all the news that most grads dun really get to do research unless they've got PhDs, I might just have to further my studies first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also led me to think... The only reason why I got into LS in the first place, was cos I couldn't do Medicine... and I wanted to do Med cos I wanted to work in Forensic Pathology, which at that time, needed an MBBS.. I couldn't go that route cos back then, my sis was still in Aus, and I didn't want to stress my parents further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... now she's back, working... and I'm going to finish my degree soon... Cash might probably be a problem... but... I won't know if I don't try... Maybe not medicine, cos frankly, the NUS-Duke Uni thing is very demanding and at $80k a year, really expensive... and since my main idea was to actually work in Forensics, I might just take up the Forensic Science Degree in Perth... The modules they have sound quite interesting, and with my LS degree, I could probably skip the first year... At A$18.5k a year, its much lesser then Duke... But the question of whether it is recognised in Singapore comes in, as well as whether there's actually a job demand for it over here... I suppose I could always work over there... but... its really sad to leave my family over here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many buts now... and no confirmations... I've got one more semester before I decide to do Hons... and if I do, I'll have one more year to decide if I can actually do the 2nd degree... This definitely warrants a lot more research and asking around... something which I'll do when I have more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got another batch of CAs coming up... 25th and 31st Oct... with another report due on the 27th and a full day ecological trip to Malaysia on the 28th... That's 4 reasons why I decided not to pursue doing Pulze... Blast is already sending a Jr and Snr team... and I frankly dun see myself having the time to find more ppl to send in another group... from now till the 25th, its mugging for one CA, at the same time, working on the report... then after the 25th, mugging AGAIN for my next CA... with a show to do on the 29th as well... It'll be a packed time till the end of the month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I'm actually enjoying mugging, or rather, I did when I was studying for immunology... learning about immune systems... I don't deny its cheem... but... understanding is more important than plain memorising.. heh... Animal physio is also quite fun to read... esp the extra readings... but... pharmaco... well... that remains to be seen... got to start on that soon... luckily, ecology doesn't have a CA, but the report is 15%... so its quite high too... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate still being somewhat emotional at times... but... thanks for the chat bro... Felt much much better after chatting with you... now I know y we'll always be 'brudders'... Heh... I'm come over see you sometime... and we'll go crazy on the town again too... LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116127926449483334?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116127926449483334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116127926449483334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116127926449483334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116127926449483334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/cant-believe-i-spent-4-hours-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116076759721797748</id><published>2006-10-14T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T04:34:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from watching Overdrive finals at the Esplanade... I skipped Forensics lecture to go watch it... And BOY was it worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8 solo and group finalists were all damn good!! Interesting concepts, moves and very entertaining... And having Sheikh Haikel as the MC was just as entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the highlight of the event will always be... WADE ROBSON... He's AMAZING... His moves are damn good, sharp when they have to be, smooth when its called for... You really can learn a lot from him by just watching him and listening to his comments for the other contestants... And the comment for the day was... "Make yourself different from the rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solo winner, Daniel, from O school... had an amazing choreo... His fusion of remixed classical music with street hip hop, jazz and 70's locking was just damn nice to watch... I initially wanted to try something like that as well, mix classical with hip hop, but back then, I didn't have the skills to yet... but now I'm slowly learning more and one day, I might just have enough to do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groups winners, Fantastic Four, were just damn creative and very coordinated with their choreo... The moment I saw them perform, I just tot to myself... That's the standard right there... The other groups are going to have to top THAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the crowd went wild when Wade performed... And WHAT A PERFORMANCE!! Him and his 4 dancers... performing SEXY BACK!!! before the intermission, and RAMALAMA!! after the intermission... Seeing the choreo on Youtube was one thing... Seeing Wade himself performing it is another... And the crowd just soaked in all of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His moves are so different from others I've seen... when he was teaching the top 2 finalists his choreo, everyone tot that it would be hard at first glance, but as he taught the steps, I realised that it wasn't the steps that was hard... It was the delivery and groove that was hard to get... Anyone can catch choreo, but its how you inject it with your own little flavour, that's whats different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Wade himself said that... He looks for people that have a certain natural ability to bring themselves out into the choreo... No two people can dance the same choreo the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... it was a VERY enjoyable show... even if I had to sit on the 3rd floor, the view was actually quite good... Could see the dancers, their choreo and their formations as well... Heh... So if someone was out of place, it was quite obvious... Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... that makes it two shows I've watched in two weeks... Last sat, I went with my sis to catch the HILARIOUS RUSSELL PETERS!! He's so famous that he had to extend his one show to 5 shows and with minimal advertising, they were all sold out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as usual, ppl cheered when he used "Somebody's gonna get a hurt real bad" and "Be a man"... Who wouldn't?? Even his opening act was just as funny... I was literally laughing non stop for one and a half hours... And yes, his jokes are all new... just took a bit from the New York show... But it was still funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished they had a recording of that show and sold it... I would definitely buy it... hehe... His jokes came hard and fast, some were a bit crude even... but hey, thats Russell Peters for you... Haha... I wouldn't have it any other way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go sleep now... finally finished my essay and CA, can take a slight breather.. Phew... Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116076759721797748?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116076759721797748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116076759721797748&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116076759721797748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116076759721797748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-got-back-from-watching-overdrive.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116072029864481801</id><published>2006-10-13T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:18:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally after 3 days of sleeping at 3 or 4am and waking up at 8am, I can finally just sleep in a little bit longer and wake up at 11... Just so I can finish up on the forensics paper by 6pm today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta rush it cos I've been mugging for the immunology CA for the past week... I definitely did the best I could have done... The test was yesterday, 20 questions, each had 5 true/false questions... worse thing is... its NEGATIVE MARKING... Just like the Pharmaco CA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students always complain that negative marking is stupid/silly and all that... But after taking 2 tests with negative marking, I kinda feel that its actually quite effective in separating the people who know their work, and those who don't... In normal MCQ tests, if you don't know the answer, you either use elimination, or a 4/5 sided dice to get your answer... plus all these years in school, we've been conditioned to 'just try' even if you don't know the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for negative marking, its a bit harder to do that, since if you just guess the answer, there's a chance that you might get it wrong, and have 1 mark DEDUCTED, from your score. Imagine out of 5 statements, you get 3 right and 2 wrong, in the end, instead of getting 3 marks, you get only 1... then isn't it better to just leave the other 2 blank? At least you'll get 3 instead of 1... it would be worse if you get 2 right and 3 wrong... there goes all your marks... out of 5 possible marks, you get 0... In the end, negative marking forces the student to actually stop and think about what they are doing, and helps them assess how confident they are of their knowledge... If you're not fully sure that your answer is correct, then wouldn't it be better to just leave it blank? But then again, old habits are hard to break... after more than 12 years of getting nagged with 'just try', it IS kinda hard to stop yourself from filling in all the circles... It's hard, but not impossible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly like to rant openly, cos I do still want some semblence of a private life, but... sometimes, its hard to keep things in all the time... that's when I turn to my friends... they've been so understanding all this while, listening to me rant, rave and just basically question everything around me... without them, I probably wouldn't have been able to pick myself up so fast... But at times, I do still backslide... especially when I see my other frens in a similar situation... the only thing stopping myself from going to comfort them, is the fact that in doing so, I might actually backslide even more... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know myself... I know that right now, I can only comfort anyone from afar, give a few words of support and encouragement, and thats all I can offer at this moment... I need to protect myself right now... not from my frens or anyone, but from myself.. My own negative emotions that sometimes creep to the surface again... Emotions like anger, paranoia, disbelief, confusion... Some I've come to terms with, and let them run their course... others, seem to always reappear when I have a gut feeling about something and it usually is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not healthy for me, not right now... makes me think too much, makes me just wanna stone and not do anything... And right now, I can't do that much... exams in one and a half months, papers not written, CAs not studied for... I cannot afford to just stone anymore... My priority is to my studies right now... really need to bring up that CAP... So I do what I have to to stay sane... Anything that I feel will affect my ability to study, I will push to one side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got that msg last night, I didn't want to write my paper anymore, I just wanted to clear my head, think about things and sort my emotions out... I don't deny that seeing that msg made me smile, but I realised that that word had somewhat different meanings for different people... not to mention the fact that being somewhat high could also loosen the tongue a bit... And while asking for specifics left me in front of a wall again, I also realised that confusion begets more confusion... So while I might smile at that statement, right now, I don't want to do anything... I'm walking away from that wall... until it comes down and I get a concrete answer... I've helped all I can... now its time to help yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By doing so, I might really lose you for good.. Thats what I fear sometimes, but I will face that fear when it comes... only then can I walk forwards along my own path... I hope you can face yours as well... It may be hard to do alone, but I will always keep my promise to you... I don't go back on my word... I never have and I don't intend to start now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time right now... Time to heal, time to seek out my destiny.. And in protecting myself against my negative emotions, I'm also protecting you against them.. You've got enough problems without me adding to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll take, as long as it has to... its the only way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116072029864481801?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116072029864481801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116072029864481801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116072029864481801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116072029864481801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-after-3-days-of-sleeping-at-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-116032438460750329</id><published>2006-10-09T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:30:25.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from one of the online forums I frequent... some food for thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a tribute to the nice guys.. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support... This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern.. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl's every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they're at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don't end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner... And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn't worry about it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you'd ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world... And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also for that time she didn't have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing "serious" between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: "oh, but we're just friends!" And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice guys don't often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don't seem to get laid as often as they should.. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can't.. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as "oh, he's too nice to date" or "he would be a good boyfriend but he's not for me" or "he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn't possibly ask him out!" or the most frustrating of all: "no, it would ruin our friendship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks.. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can't figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I'm going to sleep with this complete ass now!)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn't last forever.. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys... You know who you are, and I know you're sick of hearing yourself described as ubiqutously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you... You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that while I do like being a nice guy... its also important to make sure you don't get stepped all over... its hard finding a balance... but somehow, I will... I wanna be a nice guy with an edge... =) Not a total pushover, but someone who knows when enough is enough... It's time to let my temper leak out a bit sometimes... Just let emotions flow... I'll just have to remember to balance it out... Slowly finding myself again... and I'm liking what I see so far... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-116032438460750329?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/116032438460750329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=116032438460750329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116032438460750329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/116032438460750329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-this-from-one-of-online-forums-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115971931393923659</id><published>2006-10-01T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:16:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't feel like studying yesterday... So I met J for some window shopping and dinner... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard about this cafe called Miss Clarity Cafe at Purvis street that was supposed to have good food at a cheap price, so after walking around Millenia and Suntec, we took a walk down there... Quite nearby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decor was quite cheeful... although it looked a bit childish... You know the sort, just tables and colourful chairs, like those you'd find at Ikea... The good thing about this cafe is that there's free wireless... Just too bad there aren't any comfy sofa seats to slack in, kinda farney to be doing your work on the normal tables and chairs... feels too much like a classroom... Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food wasn't bad, main course about $8, drinks ranged from $1 to $4.50, same for desserts... It got a bit noisy as there were a few large groups in the cafe... guess they tried to make it more 'high-class' by placing tea candles on the table.. But... the whole setting just looked mismatched... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food presentation wasn't bad... I had the Chicken Ballotine, she had the Chicken Cordon Bleu... The Ballotine was nice and juicy, but the Cordon Bleu could have been a bit more moist, probably cos they were using chicken breast for that... the presentation and sauces were nice though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00661.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00661.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Ballotine... Roasted chicken thigh stuffed with mushrooms, delicious! Potatoes are very nicely done too..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00659.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00659.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Cordon Bleu... Breaded chicken with a cream sauce... think its stuffed with ham too...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had nice appetisers too... the usual finger foods, and in an attempt to cater to a more upmarket crowd, they actually offered fresh oysters and french escargots... Hehe... I just had to try the escargots, wanted to compare them to Jacks' Place escargots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00660.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00660.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats left of the French Escargots in garlic butter... Yum... Heh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner? I'd say Miss Clarity's... both were comparable... just that price wise, Miss Clarity's is cheaper... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was filling as well... The Milk and Bread pudding was damn good... moist and firm, not too sweet, and the raisins on top complemented the pudding nicely... The Mud Ooze I ordered was interesting... Ice cream on top of a serving of brownie drowned in melted french chocolate was just to DIE for... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00663.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00663.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk and Bread Pudding... with raisins too!! Damn sinful... =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00664.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00664.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mud Ooze... Even MORE sinful... vanilla ice cream on top of a serving of melted chocolate and brownie... *drool*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the atmosphere there wasn't as nice as I'd hoped a cafe could have been... In the end, we went down the street to CAN cafe for its nice cosy area to sit, chat and chill... But not before walking around Bugis Junction to digest some of the food... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved the drinks at CAN cafe... interesting mugs used... Ordered a Copacabane Beach and one Sunset Boulevard... Both quite fruity and nice... then we just sat there and slacked... talked crap and laughed at silly things... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00665.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00665.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks at CAN Cafe... Sunset Boulevard on the left, Copacabana Beach on the right... Good place to chill out too...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really had a chance to explore the cafe, but she noticed that they had old newspapers on the wall... and the newspaper itself was quite interesting... One was from The Examiner, dated Feburary 15th, 1942... On the front page, was the article covering the surrender of Singapore to the Japanese... The other newspaper was The Statesman, dated January 31st, 1948... The cover story was on the assasination of Ghandi... who was shot 4 times while on his way to prayers... Its actually quite amzing that the newspapers were actually still in quite good condition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN cafe really is a nice spot to relax in... and if you take a look around, you'd see interesting things in that cafe... Like old ice kachang machines, old cameras and sewing machines too... not to mention all the movie memorabilia hung everywhere... I actually hated it when we had to leave the cafe... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115971931393923659?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115971931393923659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115971931393923659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115971931393923659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115971931393923659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/10/didnt-feel-like-studying-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115954893111523723</id><published>2006-09-30T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:56:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had to put this here... There are some REALLY desperate ppl who think they can bump up the price of something just because you're looking for that item...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I put up an ad in a local gaming forum, asking whether someone had the PC game Hitman: Blood Money... Figured I'd try to get a cheaper copy this time... And the reply that came in today was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you still interested in hitman blood money i will sell it to you for about 50 dollar if you want only 30 dollar i will gladly burn if for u with crack from megagame.com and to unlock it with bundles supplies. And if you still want the game, come meet me in mrt boon keng station at north east line. Do you know outside sell for 54.90cent so is very cheap already. Blah blah blah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I read it, I was like... WTF??!??!? Think I'm a gullible kid ah?? And for my defense, my ad simply put...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking for this recent game, Hitman: Blood Money... Must have everything that came with the box, and in good condition... Willing to pay at least $30 for the game... PM me if any are interested...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exchange probably at city hall or orchard mrt... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy wrote &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; things that pissed me off...&lt;br /&gt;1) I already said I looking for PC game with box... of course I want original... pirated games don't come with boxes...&lt;br /&gt;2) I said at least $30... Doesn't mean you can bump up the price to $50, esp for a 2nd hand game... &lt;br /&gt;3) And I DO KNOW how much it costs in stores... You think $4.90 discount very big ah? Won't even cover my transport to the station and back...&lt;br /&gt;4) I already said, exchange at city hall or orchard mrt... you come and tell me boon keng mrt... wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So desperate for the cash issit? No one will want to buy it either lah... $50 for a game thats like nearly 6 months old and no one's really playing it anymore? Gimme a break... I can get a first hand copy of it for $45... Why should I pay $50 for a 2nd hand copy? Still say he'll burn for me and give me a crack for $30... Pls lah... I'm not that gullible... Might as well just borrow from him, then I burn it myself right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent back this reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry bro... I can get a first hand copy for $45... I said $30 cos its already 2nd hand. 2nd hand games don't go for $50... esp after so long... doesn't matter whether you give a crack or not... I prefer not to crack my games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks anyway...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats me being nice... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's going to walk all over me anymore... Too bad for him... $50 might as well buy from the store... Heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115954893111523723?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115954893111523723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115954893111523723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115954893111523723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115954893111523723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-had-to-put-this-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115924861326489718</id><published>2006-09-26T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:55:36.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a bit of time in the morning... (seem to be waking up before my alarm rings these days... Hai~...) So tot I'd do a more 'professional' photo shoot for my car models... Starting with these 2 models...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0016.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:18 Autoart Lamborghini Miura SV&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0020.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0020.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice velvety interior... *drools*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0024.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0024.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything open!! Sweet!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0027.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0027.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Stylo' shot...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even found a write up for the Miura SV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Miura SV, a two door, two seat berlinetta, was introduced at the Geneva Auto Show in 1971. It was known as being amongst the better versions of Lamborghini's legendary Miura. The SV stands for "Sport Veloce", which translated litereally means "Tuned Fast". Only 150 units of the SV were made during the 1971/2 production year, each hand built to order. The parts of a Miura body were stamped with the car's serial number. The most significant innovation with the SV was the introduction of separate oil feeds to the crankcase and transmission, finally allowing the use of proper lubricants and limiting contaminants in both. This arrangement also permitted the installation of a new ZF limited-slip differential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the outside, the Miura SV was easily recognisable by its bulging rear wheel arches, which accomodated the new 9x15 Campagnolo rear wheels, mated with Pirell Cinturato FR70VR15 tyres.&lt;br /&gt;The transversely mounted 3.929 cc 12-cylinder mid-engine produced 385bhp and was capable of reaching a top speed of 290km/h.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the next one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0029.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0029.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:18 CMC Mercedes Mclaren SLR&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0034.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0034.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its trademark gullwing doors...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0035.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0035.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red leather interior... Yummy...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0047.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0047.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up shot of the interior...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0038.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0038.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wheel, side gills and side exhausts...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0042.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0042.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLR engine bay... Very detailed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/PICT0043.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/PICT0043.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything open!! Including fuel cap!! Cool!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some info on the SLR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This terrific supersportscar represents in the truest sense of the word a new 'star' in the current history of sports cars.&lt;br /&gt;With that dream sprts cars of superlatives, Mercedes Mclaren ties up to the track record of the SLR of the 50's and understood in its very own way to build a bridge between the part and the present.&lt;br /&gt;In the way, the SLR is connecting the myth of the old Silver Arrows with the high tech of the current Formula 1. &lt;br /&gt;Its 5,439 cc V8 engine delivers 626bhp, allowing the super light carbonfibre car to reach a top speed of 334km/h, and achieve a 0 - 100km/h timing of 3.8 sec.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that if I ever had enough money, I'd get both these cars... Lol... but that's just really a dream now... One's super rare, the other is super expensive. I'll jsut be contented with their models then... Heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115924861326489718?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115924861326489718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115924861326489718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115924861326489718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115924861326489718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-bit-of-time-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115920204443907237</id><published>2006-09-26T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:44:19.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had another pig out session on Sunday after class... I brought my jitterbugs friends down to Siglap for German food... heh... We all had German sausages at this restaurant called Werner's Oven... Heh... Very nice food... although a bit ex... just a main dish and drink was about $24... Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food had very good reviews from everyone... although the orange and mango juice tasted funny... I had to request for them to change the drinks... tasted more like sour mango... Heh... But nvm... here's the pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00648.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00648.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German cheese sausages!! So juicy it actually spurted when I cut into it... LOL...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00649.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00649.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a smiley face! LOL...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00650.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00650.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of Lionel... who's in US studying... we saved a seat for you!! LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... we actually had a table of 6 for 5 ppl... cos Lionel's overseas... so.. that's in memory of him... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked down the road to the Cheesecake Cafe... It only opens like around 3 plus in the afternoon... so we decided to go there for dessert.. lol... It's got quite interesting cheesecake recipes... like Peach cheesecake and Mocha cheesecake or something... Hehe... in the end, we ordered 4 slices... wanted to share cos everyone was kinda full, but... couldn't resist lah!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00651.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00651.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake!! In front is the Chocolate Chip Vanilla Cheesecake... Behind is the American Blueberry Cheesecake...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00652.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00652.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cheesecake!! Strawberry Oreo in front, Chocolate behind...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy... we walked away from there full to the brim... That cafe has some very nice sofas and ambience to sit down and just relax... Definitely going to go back there, maybe next time with nice company too... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another note... I recently acquired 2 more car models... bringing my present ownership up to 6... lol... Still eyeing 4 more... and I think I'm mad for doing so... But I dun really care... I just LOVE those models... Take a look at my new ones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00635.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00635.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autoart Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution IX Ralliart Edition...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00629.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00629.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autoart Lamborghini Miura SV in white and gold... Bee-yooo-ti-full!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00630.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00630.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Miura's radical design... supposed to look like a bull with horns from the front when the doors are open...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00631.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00631.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool how the car opens up... =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the problem is finding somewhere to display them... I wanted to keep them till I had my own place... but just feels wasted not to display such nice looking models.. Lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115920204443907237?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115920204443907237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115920204443907237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115920204443907237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115920204443907237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-another-pig-out-session-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115911231128655267</id><published>2006-09-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T23:38:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's done... Took me a lot of thinking and asking for advice from friends... But this is the only way out I see now... Took me a lot of strength to do this... But there's no looking back now... Out of sight, out of mind... Until I receover again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115911231128655267?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115911231128655267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115911231128655267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115911231128655267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115911231128655267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115894532575199725</id><published>2006-09-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T01:15:25.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jK51-TkCQvw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jK51-TkCQvw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this vid on michelle's blog... Damn nice and I've been listening to the song ever since I saw it... I just LOOOVVEE the choreo... I'm gonna try to do this style one day... heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115894532575199725?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115894532575199725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115894532575199725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115894532575199725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115894532575199725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/found-this-vid-on-michelles-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115890139277840950</id><published>2006-09-22T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:03:12.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... some pics... from the pigging out day and yesterday's lab... It was SO boring... the waiting time was killing everyone... and it sucked that we couldn't go out of the lab to eat... had to wait for tutorial discussion at 6pm... wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00626.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00626.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Jerrys!! Yummy!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00625.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00625.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful fountains... Could have sat there the whole day... heh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00624.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00624.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some accidental porn... lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the boredom in lab, my lab partners decided to have some fun with gloves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00641.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00641.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this glove thinks the lab sucks..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00642.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00642.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the only one who was bored.. lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00643.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00643.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a nicer one... heh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00644.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00644.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to look like Pinocchio with his long nose... wahahaa...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there's only one more such lab left... otherwise we'll all just DIE of boredom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115890139277840950?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115890139277840950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115890139277840950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115890139277840950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115890139277840950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115881036159656251</id><published>2006-09-21T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T11:46:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt like a pig yesterday... heh... haven't eaten that much in such a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the stupid CA test in the morning, I met some of the Blast ppl to try the Sakura buffet just opposite school... Tried not to eat more filling food cos I had a lunch appointment later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Ikea after that for Swedish meatballs... which I couldn't finish all... left 2 on my plate cos I was just too full... Hurr... Was walking around Ikea, and realised that it would actually be quite fun to be the person who thinks of all the designs they display on the store... they always seem to have a theme for each display... like one could be more rustic, another could be more modern and zen... or sophisticated with black and aluminium... really helps you decide how you want your own house to be like next time... Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before leaving Ikea, I discovered that they actually sold their swedish meatballs prepacked... frozen... along with the ready made sauce and jam too! Cool!! Next time I can just buy that to cook, rather than go all the way to Ikea to eat.. Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to suntec after that, wanted to get the car models I was eyeing for a while already... when I realized that they closed the entire overhead bridge to suntec!! Had to walk through Marina and Millenia just to get to suntec... Passed by the new Big O at Millenia Walk too... Saw their nice al fresco dining area outside... very nice and cosy for evenings... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a quick dinner at the suntec food court, then managed to catch the bus back to city hall mrt... for.... Ben and Jerrys!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a seat right next to the fountain... so it looked like we had a front row seat to the fountain show.. Heh... I could just sit there the whole day and not do anything else and just watch the foundtains... heh... Enjoying it with good company is even better... and 3 scoops of Ben and Jerry's... That's just bliss when you just want to slack somewhere... the sofas were quite cozy too.. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate so much, I really felt like a pig... Hehe... Maybe photos later, I'm in Sci library... supposed to be doing my ecology assignment... Heh... stupid printer's taking so long to print my articles.. Grr... Going for lunch now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115881036159656251?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115881036159656251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115881036159656251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115881036159656251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115881036159656251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/felt-like-pig-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115851382766396109</id><published>2006-09-18T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T01:23:47.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh... I didn't go for Pat's sunday class today... felt I needed a break after DR... esp when my lower back still feels so stiff... think I strained it during sat's performance... During Idil's item, supposed to fall back... think I landed on my bum and strained my lower back... NO IDEA how that links though... heh... might be something else though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, heard from Gene and Mich... Pat did High School Musical for the whole lesson!! OMG!! Luckily I didn't go!! WAHAHAHA!! Gene was still so grumpy about it at the Overdrive semis (or was it prelims?)... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to slack and for dinner though... still ended up at city hall... but it was so empty compared to a normal sunday... heh... the poor business the shops were doing... heh... First time I saw that Pacific Coffee at space to sit down on the sofas in the middle of a sunday... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised Pac coffee had those old books to read, some of which, I have at home!! Hahaha... Had a good time slacking and reading through those books again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had dinner at the new restaurant at City Link... New York New York.. Heh... it's really nearly american size portions!! Look at this mutha-f-ing HUGE jug of root beer float!! Bigger than the AnW one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00616.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00616.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE jug of root beer float!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone case is there for size comparison... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cheese fries!! OMG!! Couldn't finish them, although they were screaming out... EAT ME!! EAT ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00617.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00617.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumbo cheese fries!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00618.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00618.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horror!! They're still saying EAT ME!! NOOOO!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those cheese fries... Just beckoning to me... Cannot... stand... it... must... have one.... more... Ugghh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my main course was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00615.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00615.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled chicken and cream mushroom pasta... YUM!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that chicken!! That's not a chicken!! That's a friggin heavyweight chicken!! LOL... But really... New York New York really has american like portions... Even better... every customer can request for FREE COTTON CANDY!! It was apple flavour today!! WHEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00620.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00620.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free candy floss!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice marketing strategy... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only remember the Overdrive thing when we decided to take a walk to esplanade to walk off all that food... heh... heard it was still on... and arrived just in time to see the last item... and wait 30 mins for the results... meanwhile, I just hung around with the JB ppl, and the blast ppl that came to support... heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results also not very interesting, probably cos I didn't watch any of the other performances... heh... But I'm thinking of going for the Overdrive finals... which means I have to get tickets... and skip forensics lecture.. lol... Wonder if its really going to be worth it... aha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think thats all... Gotta go mug for my CA on wed... argh... stewpid Pharmaco...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115851382766396109?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115851382766396109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115851382766396109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115851382766396109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115851382766396109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115806927599627845</id><published>2006-09-12T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:58:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DR just ended... 3 nights of hard work and hard dancing, all preceeded by 3 months of intense practices, numerous sacrifices and the usual blood, sweat and tears... And what do we get in return? A kick ass dance performance that got great reviews from everyone.. and a new record for being the concert with the most number of sell out days... 3 days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DR this time, was also a somewhat trying and emotional time for me... Not knowing what I had to do, or rather, not wanting to do it, took its toll for all these months... culminating in these 3 days in DR... I feel I have become a stronger person in some areas, but others definitely need a lot of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like I said, it just sucks knowing that I've got to cope with it without val by my side... But, during DR, I realised that it really was time to let everything go... Let her truly find what she wants, while I choose the path I will walk down next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the one person who's given me so much, we've got a lot of work to be done.. &lt;em&gt;You're&lt;/em&gt; a wonderful girl, who will become a very outstanding woman, never let anyone tell &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; otherwise. The care &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; show for your friends, the love &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; give to them is boundless, so never for once think that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; haven't done enough for them. Take whatever comes your way in your stride, and never compromise your values. We've shared very beautiful moments, moments I will always cherish dearly. You've made me feel so very special, being with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; was like treading on clouds everyday. Its time I let someone else experience that. I'm not going to say goodbye, I'm not going to say farewell, I'll just say, see &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; around. &lt;br /&gt;The tears I cry now are tinged with a hint of sadness, but yet, in them, there is also relief, acceptance and closure. Relief that we can finally close the chapter in this life we've shared, acceptance that I've got to move on, and closure that this is for the better. I made you really smile one last time, and thats how I want things to end, with a smile, even if there is some sadness in it. We got together as friends, we walk away even closer friends. You can always count on me to be around for &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, all &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; have to do is ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the memories we've shared since the day we chose to hold each other's hands... Until fate deals us a kinder hand... Take care dearest Val... You'll always be special to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00564.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00564.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till our paths cross again... =)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115806927599627845?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115806927599627845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115806927599627845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115806927599627845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115806927599627845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/dr-just-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115739257881165853</id><published>2006-09-05T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:56:18.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a somewhat interesting conversation with a friend over lunch today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mentioned something that really stuck with me... 'Girls always say they want a secure base, but guys also need some sense of security'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can guys help it if they tend to show more vulnerable and weaker sides to people whom they're more comfortable with? We don't have to be 'cavemen' macho all the time... everyone's got a vulnerable side... and I guess for most guys, we only tend to show that side to people whom we're very comfortable with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs some security sometimes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115739257881165853?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115739257881165853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115739257881165853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115739257881165853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115739257881165853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-somewhat-interesting-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115713440753912657</id><published>2006-09-02T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:13:27.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had some free time before my 7pm forensics lecture in school... so I decided to go down to bugis to do some shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing quite like some retail therapy to make myself feel better... heh... And I'm SUPER satisfied with what I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00550.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00550.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New chain!! I love it man!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just LOVING this chain... wore it to lecture and got many nice comments... hehe... it wasn't exactly what I was looking for, but close enough... might want to place another bigger hollow cross behind the big one... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;but its good enough for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00551.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00551.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New belt from Freshbox.. heh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from Freshbox... saw the black one... but since I had a black one already... I got me a grey one intead... makes it stand out more... hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00552.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00552.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new leather sling bag!! Uber sophisticated... heh...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new school bag!! Cool right?? Wahaha... Loving this man... and its a steal for only $25!! Wahahaha!!! I think it would look very nice with a long sleeve shirt, jeans and leather shoes..&lt;br /&gt;heh... Might try that one day... just dress up for school.. just for the fun of it... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that... I went to get the W810i handsfree for my phone, cos its compatible with the K750i.. I'm getting sick of the earphones getting loose in my ear... the ear canal is too small for the earphones!! The earbuds of the W810i are better... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage, $127... Luckily I'm not going to do this every week... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to find some nice pants and leather shoes... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115713440753912657?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115713440753912657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115713440753912657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115713440753912657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115713440753912657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-some-free-time-before-my-7pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115708821610188804</id><published>2006-09-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:23:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for the concerns guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better... We had a nice talk... Sorted things out... and I know what I need to do... It sucks that I have to... but I just need to stop being so paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being insecure, paranoid, worried and just plain scared... I just want to be me again... and I'll find that path again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to help her become better, help her realise her dreams and ambitions... all she could be... and in a way.. I did... Its just that along the way, I lost myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now... I'll have to get myself together again... I did it once.. I can do it again... It just really really sucks that its got to be like that... I always believed that there would be another way... but... maybe it has to be like this for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely will become stronger after all this... I just need to weather through this sucky part...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115708821610188804?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115708821610188804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115708821610188804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115708821610188804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115708821610188804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-for-concerns-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115662883843981966</id><published>2006-08-27T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T06:23:04.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can feel my presence slipping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point do your worries and fears cross the boundaries into the depths of paranoia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never one to spill every part of my life out into the open, unless its to people I can trust... but there are so many things swirling through my mind now that I just have to write something... and since its already 5am.. I'd better do it fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who doesn't really regret what he does... I don't believe in regrets... But right now... some regret is seeping into my mind... and I don't know why... and I HATE it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret starting up dance... I don't regret doing anything I've done in my uni years so far... But now... I just don't know... I don't know what I'm regretting... Maybe I just wanna be a bastard again... An uncaring thick skinned bastard who only cares about himself... Someone who won't let his emotions get in the way again... Someone who won't cry anymore... Who won't whine, be insecure... Just be an evil me... And not the nice caring guy people see these days... Being in a relationship does certainly change a person... even after its over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, whenever someone asks how 'we' are... I'd just give my standard answers... 'Like that lor..' or 'Same lah'... If they ask if we're tgt again, I'd just go... 'No.. no time...' or 'Nah.. not good timing now...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish people would stop asking me that... cos I really don't have the right answers... I wish I could have be the bastard and go 'Why don't you ask her instead?' But I won't... I swore to never go down that path again... But maybe... I need to skirt that path sometimes... just so I'll have an edge to myself... I just feel I'm TOO nice... TOO trusting... and TOO naive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really... would I have any reason NOT to trust my friends? Aren't friends supposed to trust each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really feeling damn insecure right now... it just seems to me that everyone else has much better qualities than me... Of course, I'd just be worrying too much... or I'm too whiny... as usual... The bastard in me just wouldn't give a fuck... but not mister nice guy... NOOOOO... he's got to worry about every little fucking thing... Damn it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, there's the other things that make it seem even more impossible... stupid personality tests... I don't believe one word of it... Don't my own emotions count for anything anymore?? Just cos one test says we have only a few things in common, I've got to believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to go into anything brashfully... probably explains why I've only had 2 relationships so far... I don't believe in just 'having fun' with others... makes it seem like I'm just getting companionship from them and when I'm bored, I'll get someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our personalities may be somewhat different... but I truly am trying to understand her point of view... I understand her priorities have changed, she wants to try new things, meet more people and all that... so if I do understand that much, then why do I feel like I'm fading away in her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hardly talk these days... even on msn... she'd just do her own things... I'd do mine... and I seriously don't want to keep asking her what she's doing at that moment... lest I irritate her again... We hardly have time to meet up... either she's busy, or I am... So why then do I still think of whether she's free on a particular day? I really don't want to come across as needy... but it seems to me that I am... Do I really have to stop caring about what she's doing and all that? It seems so heartless... really like a bastard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why can't I seem to NOT care? Even when I think of her and want to ask how she is, sometimes... I just can't bring myself to msg her, lest I give her the impression that I'm needy and insecure again... Guess the guestion here is... WHY do I care so much? Why does it feel like a stab in the heart everytime I realise I wasn't there to comfort her, I feel so inadequate when she runs to someone else to pour her heart out... Am I THAT BAD of a consoler, even after all this time??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that I still have somewhat a long way to grow up in life... I have been somewhat sheltered and spoilt... But I do feel that I've made much progress since then... I just don't know what else I can do... I still feel damn inadequate and unworthy... She's done so much in a year... and wtf have I accomplished? I don't know if I can ever be equal... I'm not like her... I don't have the looks, I don't have the charm... what I do have, is just an honest heart... willing to help anyone in need anyway I can... Is the world so corrupted that a person's sincerity of heart isn't worth anything anymore?? If thats the case, I should just seal this heart of mine again... like I did so many years ago... so that it won't break, or bleed, or hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm always smiling and joking all the time, doesn't mean that under the surface, everything's fine... It's not... I'm just better at keeping it from others... I don't show much emotions... I don't cry easily... and the fact that she made me cry twice within a month... means that she's someone very very dear to me... I just don't know if she feels the same way anymore... The special place in my healing heart is... I don't know... I just don't know what to think anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to pull the petals off a flower going 'she loves me, she loves me not'... all the flowers in the world wouldn't be able to give me an answer... Only one person can tell me that... but even she can't give that answer at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind not having that answer, I don't want to push... but feeling myself fading away from her life again is really worrying... Maybe I just don't want to let go... maybe I'm a fool... maybe its just my numerous insecurities and paranioa again... but there's one thing thats always constant... something's still making me care for her more than others... I don't know what it is, but as long as its there... I won't stop caring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as eloquent as others... I've never been one to write so openly about things, with emotion and such... but what I've written, is a sincere description of what is running through my head at this moment... I may be offending her... I AM somewhat direct most of the time... but the thing is... I'm not being fake... this is my sincere and honest description of the feelings in my heart at this time... I'ts not meant to provoke anything... I just need to get it off my chest, and since this is my blog, thats where it will go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've opened my heart out, it goes back in... to be sealed again... protection against any other shocks that might come my way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115662883843981966?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115662883843981966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115662883843981966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115662883843981966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115662883843981966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-can-feel-my-presence-slipping.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115652156567233813</id><published>2006-08-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:23:37.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you've got the Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift song in your computer... play it now and read along to this... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Drift *Sung to the tune of Tokyo Drift*&lt;br /&gt;(Some parts of the Jap verses are not edited ) &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know &lt;br /&gt;How they race in Singapore &lt;br /&gt;If you see me then you mean it &lt;br /&gt;Then you know you have to paste &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;(Repeat) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Japanese verse) &lt;br /&gt;Rasha ii, omachito sama &lt;br /&gt;kenso mamiro konoma chinoenso dama &lt;br /&gt;tamama ichii do itsu eoi de &lt;br /&gt;sikayju miryu suruhudoni ko kana &lt;br /&gt;Japan, Ichiban &lt;br /&gt;Jump around sawchirono deban &lt;br /&gt;99 Bends is the place to be &lt;br /&gt;he said ai mai Chie in Hokkien &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many Civics revving &lt;br /&gt;ICE full of techno we blasting &lt;br /&gt;Hate me, tiao me, suan me, Chie me &lt;br /&gt;All the above cuz you can't get in &lt;br /&gt;I don't want no Proton Kelisa &lt;br /&gt;Because it's so obiang &lt;br /&gt;Make you, shake you, chie you (Fuck you!) &lt;br /&gt;Posers take it personal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Japanese verse) &lt;br /&gt;like kakanada tai tets o now &lt;br /&gt;drop it on lets go now &lt;br /&gt;na nachima mai nimits o &lt;br /&gt;lets not chiki chima over &lt;br /&gt;wets go nets go &lt;br /&gt;tsuhilohilo over every color &lt;br /&gt;esgo esgol &lt;br /&gt;ju waktu chunai niikro &lt;br /&gt;new waksu itsukunai pingpoi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know &lt;br /&gt;How they race in Singapore &lt;br /&gt;If you see me then you mean it &lt;br /&gt;Then you know you have to paste &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Japanese verse) &lt;br /&gt;HI. Wakashteruya &lt;br /&gt;Bengz. ateyuma kitobas &lt;br /&gt;noise. manshij kitemas indaghe &lt;br /&gt;tow banow gazmo windemas &lt;br /&gt;beyshiku wasupplies &lt;br /&gt;de. majmanchika abunai &lt;br /&gt;te. ninjehu kenjahu &lt;br /&gt;dakido geisha &lt;br /&gt;all on the rocks say &lt;br /&gt;ai sio gan mai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should see me at the Orchard Stretch &lt;br /&gt;Cineleisure is the spot &lt;br /&gt;Fights with spoilers and GT Wings &lt;br /&gt;And Neon lights, fur-dice, Lians, Oh my ride &lt;br /&gt;We're furious and fast &lt;br /&gt;Super sonic like TP's REX &lt;br /&gt;An' we rock cuz the Civic's fast &lt;br /&gt;Can't be beat with a Cherry Q &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Japanese verse) &lt;br /&gt;like kakaru a &lt;br /&gt;kiyo koto sa &lt;br /&gt;matata in dey soki sayk yo &lt;br /&gt;ingosipta shito fokusai &lt;br /&gt;tekimatzailo kwanzai &lt;br /&gt;fola kwanza &lt;br /&gt;fara daka bumotosto &lt;br /&gt;Bengsters score four points &lt;br /&gt;from east coast park to &lt;br /&gt;Changi V &lt;br /&gt;watashi no kansito &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know &lt;br /&gt;How they race in Singapore &lt;br /&gt;If you see me then you mean it &lt;br /&gt;Then you know you have to paste &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Japanese verse) &lt;br /&gt;ya, ichipa mayni chito kitong kitas &lt;br /&gt;hito aylam tobi tobida &lt;br /&gt;mueruyo shito bochi bochi na &lt;br /&gt;kuma nigi dasusu kochi kochi eh &lt;br /&gt;hito a puro do resow &lt;br /&gt;machu subetenu rekong &lt;br /&gt;mechakari mundantesha &lt;br /&gt;fu guchaw chan &lt;br /&gt;buy more stickers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gotta be the Spoon &lt;br /&gt;Gotta be the Mugen &lt;br /&gt;That's why chio bus choose me &lt;br /&gt;All up in the news &lt;br /&gt;Cuz we so cute &lt;br /&gt;That's why we're xia lan &lt;br /&gt;Orchard Road girls know how i feel &lt;br /&gt;They respect i keep it real &lt;br /&gt;Not a Chinaman cuz I ain't from China man &lt;br /&gt;I am SG man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lians Talking) You see him come and go out of the black Rex STI. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder where he get that kind of money? &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about it. &lt;br /&gt;Lets Go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know &lt;br /&gt;How they race in Singapore &lt;br /&gt;If you see me then you mean it &lt;br /&gt;Then you know you have to paste &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;Some more stickers (stick, stick, stick) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha!! Damn farney right?? The moment I saw this... I just HAD to post it up... LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115652156567233813?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115652156567233813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115652156567233813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115652156567233813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115652156567233813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-youve-got-fast-and-furious-tokyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115610060746051406</id><published>2006-08-21T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T03:08:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished doing a show for the National Day Dinner at Tanjong Pagar CC... Guest of Honour was non other than MM Lee himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... guess that was y security was so tight.. The blast ppl involved were there at like 3 plus... to try out the stage and everything... then we just slacked in the air conditioned dance studio till about 5 plus when we were all called out to go through the security check cos the police wanted to sweep the place for bombs too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all had to queue outside the CC, in the frekaing hot weather, perspiring away while waiting for out turn. In the end, we ended up cracking jokes and laughing away, like kids... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even managed to convince Margaret that the word 'Lepak' was french... and it was pronounced 'Le'Pak'... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back into the studio again... to rest and slack till the MM came... cos out items were after his arrival... In the end... we waited till 9 for him... had to go down to the road at 8 plus to line the road leading to the CC and wave singapore flags when he passes by... in the end, we just entertained ourselves again by doing kallang waves with the flags and just clowning around... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, back to the studio again to wait for him to finish his speech... in like 2 or 3 languages... hur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't help that the weather was so hot, even at night, plus added heat from the kitchen also added to the heat... so damn hot... your glasses would fog up when you left the studio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't even get to eat the nice dinner downstairs... only had one BK burger to eat... and it wasn't the beef ones... just chicken or fish... Hur... In the end, after the whole thing, we went to this 24 hr kopi tiam nearby and just ate lost of food... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was ok I supposed... Don't think I missed out any steps... formation was ok... the only bad thing was that halfway through, my right contact lens dropped out... Hurr... So I just carried on with the item till the end... Couldn't find where I dropped it too... so dun care lah.. changed to glasses... hehe... Luckily I always bring my glasses along with me... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good experience, in preparation for DR too... hehe.. Dun have the pics yet... but I hope to get it soon... Heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115610060746051406?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115610060746051406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115610060746051406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115610060746051406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115610060746051406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-finished-doing-show-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115583673541175240</id><published>2006-08-18T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T03:07:40.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised I have so many new photos in my phone that I haven't put up here... heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'll put up a few.. and do a short write up if possible... kinda tired today... heh...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00417.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00417.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mother' of Blast!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we do in Blast when we're bored... take silly pictures and do silly things... lol... Presenting... the 'Mother' of Blast!!&lt;br /&gt;We play silly games too!! Like Idil's HARD GAY TOY!! WOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC004152.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC004152.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Gay Toy!! Whoooo!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the holidays, I also had 2 different gatherings with my friends... first my sec school friends... too bad we didn't really take a pic... I just have this, showing how crowded it was at Marina Bay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00457.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00457.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood bbq at Marina Bay... So crowded!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was the JC S03 gathering about a day later... this time at cine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00462.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00462.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S03 outing at Cineleisure!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00463.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00463.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert at cine...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ths desserts at that bistro on the 2nd floor of cine are damn nice... too bad the service really could do with improvements...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my weeks wouldn't be complete without meeting the Jitterbugs ppl for Sunday dance class and our usual lunch at Marina Square food court... We recently had a new addition... XuZi!! Lol!! Take a look!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00460.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00460.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clowning around after Jitterbugs class...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00504.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00504.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greedy boy!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So greedy!! See!! He took 4 bowls of almond jelly with longans!! Wahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course... this being the month of August, its also the Fireworks Festival!! I managed to video the last 2 days of the fireworks.. lol... Much better than National Day ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures of the fireworks... cos I was taking video... but it was great standing there so near to the fireworks when they went off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00488.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00488.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many tripods!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl brought their cameras and tripods just to take good pics... heh...&lt;br /&gt;And I had a little accident.. I spilled my cup corn!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00489.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00489.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spilled my cup corn!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it was Yimei's bday.. I got her a present... Her favourite piggy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00490.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00490.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy present!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get chocolate fondue after the fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00494.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00494.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate fondue again!! This is before...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00495.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00495.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after!! Hehe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know y there's no white chocolate at the end? We were mixing the chocolate chips they gave for the chocolate shots into the white chocolate... made it SUPER sweet!! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to support the Blast ppl today for their busking... and managed to catch this impromptu shot at the bus stop where we were waiting to go to Sci fac... The sun was so hot we had to resort to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00508.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00508.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu shot!! But so appropriate!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... damn nice shot right?? Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly... I leave you guys with my very old Lego collection... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00482.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00482.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my lego collection...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00483.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00483.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my other half of the collection...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all folks!! I really gotta go... Damn sleepy... Cya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115583673541175240?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115583673541175240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115583673541175240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115583673541175240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115583673541175240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-realised-i-have-so-many-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115501859290429112</id><published>2006-08-08T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:29:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe... I just relived my childhood last night... By doing something I haven't done in a long time... Building Lego!! Wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I used to buy lego to build when I was young... I had so many kinds... the boats and police were my favourites.. I'd stare at the catalogue for ages, just looking at the different varieties they had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I grew up, my tastes changed... I switched to Lego Technic... but they never really had good models.. until now... I was looking for this particular model for SO long... It's the Lego Ferrari F1 Racer... The ONLY Lego Ferrari I would consider getting... The other Lego Ferraris like the Enzo and F430 just look too blocky for me... But the F1 racer... that is nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found it... apparently the shop is clearing stock and is letting it go for $70... its usual price is $139... so after deliberating for like 2-3 weeks, I finally bought one yesterday... Got home at night and couldn't resist building it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a few moments... This is what I completed in about 2 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00469.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00469.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it looks like after 2 hrs of work...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look like much... but thats quite a lot of work already... The good thing about Lego is that they actually labeled the packets.. so to work on a certain area of the model only required you to open up packet 1 first... all the connectors and everything is also provided... so you go in number order... 1 to 5... that way you don't have to go through an entire pile of pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I mean pieces, I really mean pieces... even the engine comes in pieces... its not like just one block... even the pistons and piston heads come separately... take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00470.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00470.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pistons for the engine... &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00471.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00471.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIECES of the engine block...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00472.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00472.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the engine block...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00473.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00473.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the engine with its pistons...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00474.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00474.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The completed engine block!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!! So much work for just the engine block... but its amazing how Lego managed to recreate it... the pistons even move too!! The steering also moves... its damn nice... has gears and all that to help it move.. hehe... Lego's just amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes... it just makes funny pieces too... like when I was doing this one... its supposed to be the support of the rear spoiler... but it struck me that it looked like a plane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00478.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00478.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a plane doesn't it?? But its not!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was doing this separate part... the remainder of the model was at the side... and from that angle.. it looked like a Star Wars Pod Racer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00477.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00477.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this angle, it looks like a pod racer from starwars... lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waahahaha!!! Damn farney!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most satisfying feeling you get is when you finish doing it... After 3.5 hrs that is... LOL... I had like sore fingertips cos of all the small pieces involved... ahha... but I like the finished product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00480.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00480.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The completed product!! Yay!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!! Darn... now I'm tempted to get the bigger scale model... Argh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115501859290429112?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115501859290429112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115501859290429112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115501859290429112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115501859290429112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115472006530075289</id><published>2006-08-05T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T03:34:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a slight change to the details of DR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shut Up and Dance!!&lt;br /&gt;8/9th &lt;strong&gt;AND NOW 10TH!!! &lt;/strong&gt;September (Fri/Sat/SUN!!)&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;UCC&lt;br /&gt;$12 per ticket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reservations are &lt;strong&gt;FIRST COME FIRST SERVE&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how many tickets you want!! ASAP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've managed to secure a third night due to OVERWHELMING SALES!!! So if you guys still want to come down and watch... we've got a sunday performance too!!! Tell me quick k!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115472006530075289?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115472006530075289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115472006530075289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115472006530075289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115472006530075289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-slight-change-to-details-of-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115471929109368663</id><published>2006-08-05T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T03:21:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some ppl post up pics of good looking ppl... or themselves which they feel they look good in... I dun feel I'm really VERY good looking... since posting up pics of good looking ppl will just prompt other to ask me to 'intro' the good lookers to them... I'll do the next best thing... post up pics of good looking things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, thats a somewhat new interest I have... and that's collecting die cast car models... lol... sounds ex and boring... well... I dun deny that it is somewhat ex... but boring? Hardly... Singapore's not really a place to get exotics like this... really too ex... so the next best thing is to get a mini version of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll start things off with the car I hope I can one day get to sit in... The Mercedes McLaren SLR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00429.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00432.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00433.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00446.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00443.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/DSC00445.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice?? I feel it is... its such a nice car... just too bad my room doesn't have any space to display it... so I just have to keep it sealed up in the box while I wait for the day I may have a bigger room... or at least a place to display my cars... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently eyeing a few more models.. but its going to take me some time to get them... seeing as how each costs at least $80+... but if I can't have the real cars, then I'll be satisfied with the models...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys enjoyed it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... pics were taken with the Sony Ericsson K750i, on large picture size and fine quality with macro mode enabled...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115471929109368663?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115471929109368663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115471929109368663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115471929109368663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115471929109368663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-ppl-post-up-pics-of-good-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/CMC%20SLR/th_DSC00429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115341839006960602</id><published>2006-07-21T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T02:11:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok... I'll cut to the chase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS' Dance Reflections is coming up soon... and this time... rather than be a spectator, I'm IN it!! That's right... ME, the flabby guy you all know... Is in a DANCE performance!! UNBELIEVABLE right?? So come down and watch!! Hehe... The details are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shut Up and Dance!!&lt;br /&gt;8/9th September (Fri/Sat)&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;UCC&lt;br /&gt;$12 per ticket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reservations are &lt;strong&gt;FIRST COME FIRST SERVE&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how many tickets you want!! ASAP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 12 items... but I'm only in 2... Don't come just to watch me though... watch the rest too!! They're all very good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get your tickets reserved now!! Hurry!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115341839006960602?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115341839006960602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115341839006960602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115341839006960602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115341839006960602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115324404359288339</id><published>2006-07-19T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T01:34:03.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just feel like becoming a hermit... Just stay far away from everything... Live a simple and isolated life far from any problems that might come from interacting with people... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life like that seems so much easier to handle... Much less complications and problems... Live off the land and only worry about myself... Sometimes I just don't know what I'm doing... and no one can tell me whether what I'm doing is right... they can only tell me whether they feel it is the right thing... So what can one do when others tell him that they don't agree with what he's doing? Keep to my own beliefs? Or try to find some truth in their reasoning?? Or both??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point in time does one find oneself losing interest? Or rather... how long would it take before I lose interest or the strength to do what I am doing? I wish someone who has the answers would tell me... But maybe this is what life is all about... Learning the answers myself... If that is so, then I'll be damned before I let anyone tell me what I should/shouldn't do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value their input... I really do... But sometimes, it's just something I feel I have to do... and I'll shoulder whatever burden that comes along with it... until there comes a day when I can no longer shoulder that burden and I collapse under it... then I'll learn to pick myself up once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe I shouldn't have chosen to watch Batman Begins this afternoon at home... So many meaningful quotes... I just love these two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not whats underneath, but what you do that defines you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two quotes are so meaningful... and yet... I find them so true... especially the 2nd one... there was a similar one from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.. a series I just adored last time... that one went... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The big things in life are gonna come, you can't stop that. But its what you do after that, thats when you know who you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes like that just makes me think whether I'm doing enough to help my friends... or anyone for that matter... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... maybe I'm just thinking too much... hai~... gotta find something to occupy my time more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115324404359288339?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115324404359288339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115324404359288339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115324404359288339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115324404359288339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-i-just-feel-like-becoming.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115272191634360331</id><published>2006-07-13T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:31:56.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been kinda busy lately, so not much chance to post... Came across these two songs that are just damn nice to listen to... I'll update when I have a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifehouse - You and Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping inwards&lt;br /&gt;you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bow Wow feat. Omarion - Let Me Hold You&lt;/strong&gt;Uh Uh&lt;br /&gt;Uhh&lt;br /&gt;This what you need to do girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JD Talking]&lt;br /&gt;SO* SO* DEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been watchin you for a minute&lt;br /&gt;Come through here's some sweets in it&lt;br /&gt;Ya life girl, ya need me in it&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined to win it&lt;br /&gt;I know what you need&lt;br /&gt;I know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I know how to make it tight&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright if you*&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;I introduce you to my world&lt;br /&gt;Introduce you to the better side of life&lt;br /&gt;That you ain't been seeing girl&lt;br /&gt;Ima show ya where its at and &lt;br /&gt;I'ma show ya how to get it&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do is be wit it and&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Down, like a real man's supposed to&lt;br /&gt;I never woulda approached you&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't have intentions on doing good&lt;br /&gt;See dude you with is so fool&lt;br /&gt;To me girl, you're so cool&lt;br /&gt;And all I'm asking you to do&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Down, like a best friend&lt;br /&gt;Two homies in a gang&lt;br /&gt;When you cry, I wanna feel your pain&lt;br /&gt;No secrets, no games&lt;br /&gt;Call me excited, no complaining&lt;br /&gt;Keep ya happy, that's my aim&lt;br /&gt;And all you gotta do girl is*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HOOK - Omarion]&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my arms in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All the time, I wanna&lt;br /&gt;Keep ya right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Till I die, I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Hold you down&lt;br /&gt;And make sure everything is right with you&lt;br /&gt;You can never go wrong if you let me hold you down&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Down like a real friend's supposed to&lt;br /&gt;Try to show you the life that somebody like you should be living&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby, you never go wrong if you&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma keep you up on what poppin&lt;br /&gt;And shake you fresh to death&lt;br /&gt;When we hit the mall&lt;br /&gt;We gon ball till there's no more left&lt;br /&gt;I know you ain't used to it&lt;br /&gt;But you gon get used to it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz that's the only way I'ma do it now let me&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;All the homies think I'm trippin cuz I got you a pad&lt;br /&gt;See they just mad cuz they ain't get you, they ain't get you&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio, that's yo sign&lt;br /&gt;And girl ya so fine and I will do whatever in no time&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;No shine, Is what you comin with but I'ma change all that&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange that, Put you in the Range all black&lt;br /&gt;With the rims that match, phone attached, TV's in the back&lt;br /&gt;How you gon say no to that , huh?&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Niggaz look at me, like man here you go&lt;br /&gt;Really bout to blow some dough&lt;br /&gt;Hey nobody there before&lt;br /&gt;So why you is you so cold?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I believe&lt;br /&gt;This was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta work at it&lt;br /&gt;Like a crack addict up in rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my arms in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All the time, I wanna&lt;br /&gt;Keep ya right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Till I die, I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Hold you down&lt;br /&gt;And make sure everything is right with you&lt;br /&gt;You can never go wrong if you let me hold you down&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Down like a real friend's supposed to&lt;br /&gt;Try to show you the life that somebody like you should be living&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby, you never go wrong if you&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down down, around&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, Atlanta fo-found&lt;br /&gt;Everybody know now&lt;br /&gt;What I'm tryin to do&lt;br /&gt;I say, Down down, around&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, Atlanta fo-found&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tryin to get you to&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Down down, around&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, Atlanta fo-found&lt;br /&gt;Everybody know now&lt;br /&gt;What I'm tryin to do&lt;br /&gt;I say Down down, around&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, Atlanta fo-found&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tryin to get you to&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my arms in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All the time, I wanna&lt;br /&gt;Keep ya right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Till I die, I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Hold you down&lt;br /&gt;And make sure everything is right with you&lt;br /&gt;You can never go wrong if you let me hold you down&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;Down like a real friend's supposed to&lt;br /&gt;Try to show you the life that somebody like you should be living&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby, you never go wrong if you&lt;br /&gt;[Let me hold you*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd song is being used for DR, so I kinda HAVE to listen to it... but it kinda grows on you.. and it's really damn nice if you listen to it carefully.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ya'all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115272191634360331?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115272191634360331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115272191634360331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115272191634360331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115272191634360331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/07/been-kinda-busy-lately-so-not-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115107493426629731</id><published>2006-06-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:04:33.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short one... I'll be leaving for Perth in just under 10 hours... Just for a short 10 day holiday with my sis... visiting frens over there and just taking a break from life in SG... should be back on 3rd July...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of me doesn't really want to go... don't really know y... but the other half of me is actually relishing the fact that I AM going... Somehow... I feel that I just need this trip to get away from everything... Take a step back... Re-evaluate my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess maybe I'm just not getting what I thought I could get... or maybe the reactions I get don't justify the actions I've taken... I need to know y... and that isn't easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope I'll be able to find what I need over there... Considering that the last time I went Aus, I came back determined to put my entire heart into something to make things work... Who knows... maybe this trip really is what I need again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115107493426629731?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115107493426629731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115107493426629731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115107493426629731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115107493426629731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115099355664765951</id><published>2006-06-23T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T22:54:36.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this on a website... and I guess it's useful for everyone... since we do meet with arguments sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LOT OF THINGS MIGHT HELP you in your relationship, but when you try to sift out the most important, your ability to deal with conflict will be at or near the top of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to experience less conflict? Would you like to feel calmer during conflicts? Would you like to resolve them easier? Here's how: Remember whatever is happening is temporary. There are several reasons this principle is so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone assumes her problem is permanent, it can lead to depression, according to Martin Seligman, one of the top researchers in his field. Assuming that something bad is permanent is one of the biggest contributors to the downward spiral of depression, and depression is the most common psychological problem people experience — and one of the most destructive. Merely being disheartened is a mild form of depression. Although it's milder, it happens more often. When you feel disheartened, you want to stop trying. This not only feels bad, it makes you less capable of dealing well with conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from an entirely different angle, Buddha tried to find out what caused suffering. By his own assessment, one of his most important findings is that when people fail to accept the temporary nature of things, they suffer more than they need to. According to Buddha (and I happen to agree with him on this), this lack of acceptance that things are temporary and always changing is one of the main sources of suffering for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Abraham Lincoln was in the White House, he experienced stress, and that is an understatement if I've ever made one! Soldiers were getting slaughtered by the tens of thousands and Lincoln was the one sending them to their tragic deaths. He was a deeply empathetic man, so this tremendous slaughter caused him immense despair and sadness and pain. But it needed to be done, and decisions needed to be made every day. To keep himself calm enough to deal with it, he often said to himself, this too shall pass. He used this phrase as a kind of mantra. He was able to maintain his rationality and carry out his duties at a crucial time in history — largely by reminding himself again and again that whatever is happening is temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass. The one constant in this universe is that everything changes. Remind yourself of this and you'll suffer less. You'll get disheartened less often and less intensely. And — back to our original purpose — you'll deal with conflict better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say that phrase to yourself next time you feel upset about something. Use it as a mantra. The circumstances that caused the upset will change — maybe not all of them, but some parts of your circumstances will change all by themselves fairly quickly. And remind yourself that your feelings will change inevitably, even if you do nothing to change them. You won't stay upset forever. I know this is obvious to you now, but when you're upset, you tend to forget this important truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple idea, but it can dramatically ease the strain of the moment, making you better able to deal with it, creating less stress in your body, and making you a calmer person to interact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say to yourself in times of stress:&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he says is quite true... In many arguments, things don't get resolved because one party is still emotional and hence irrational about everything... No matter how hard the other party tries, the former won't be willing to listen... So sometimes it's good to take a step back and cool things down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think there are more articles at this site... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youmeworks.com/thistoo.html"&gt;youmeworks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others who are interested can check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something else I found that is quite thought provoking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEING HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love it ," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred.&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries.&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works very well in present society... hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115099355664765951?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115099355664765951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115099355664765951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115099355664765951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115099355664765951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/06/saw-this-on-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-115065175766040996</id><published>2006-06-19T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:29:17.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't really updated much... probably cos I've been having too much fun with my NEW PHONE!! Hee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson K750i!! Such a fun phone!! Been taking pictures a lot more since I've gotten this phone... Just too bad it lags if I take large sized pictures... so now I reduced the pictures to medium size... Still looks nice though... take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera is really damn good... take the night mode for example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00008.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without night mode...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00009.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00009.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH night mode!! So different!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So different!! Hehe... That's a good camera... hee... The following pictures are just some random ones I've been taking these days.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00030.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00030.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice sunflowers!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00052.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00052.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renault's F1 car at the Millenia Walk foyer...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00053.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00053.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front view... Stupid guy on the left was blocking..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pics right? All taken with the camera phone... hehe... it's better than my old camera man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to watch CARS!! It's a damn nice movie!! Even if I had to pay $12, I'd pay it to watch it man!! It's THAT good!! Damn farney and cute lah!! I liked the parts in the movie like the multi level car spoilers... and the one 'man' pit crew... Damn farney lah!! Ahaha!! Only those ppl who've watched it know what I'm talking about... hehe... So, if you're curious... GO WATCH IT!! CALL ME ALONG!! I WANNA WATCH IT AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... went to The Cathay to watch it... and after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00043.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00043.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Jerry's!!! *DROOOOOL*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah... Think the girl at the counter thinks I'm cute... =x I paid for a 2 scoop one... but see!! I got 3 scoops!! Wahahaha!!! Then while I was there... I took a few more pics of the cathay... check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00044.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00044.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the new Cathay!! So white and clean!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00046.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00046.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fountain shut down for the day... =(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00048.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00048.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cathay!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I took the last picture outside... ahah... Anyway... gotta go koon now... long day tmr... But before that... one last thing to say... HAPPY FATHERS' DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/DSC00055.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/DSC00055.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers' Day!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-115065175766040996?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/115065175766040996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=115065175766040996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115065175766040996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/115065175766040996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/06/havent-really-updated-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114958565955349727</id><published>2006-06-06T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:20:59.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai~... Dreary day = Dreary mood... What else is new man... Days like this ought to be expected by now... Moods just hit you when you're not looking in that direction... Hope it passes soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-114958565955349727?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/114958565955349727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=114958565955349727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114958565955349727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114958565955349727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/06/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114909866154010275</id><published>2006-06-01T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:04:21.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laughter really is the best medicine... Thats y when you're feeling down, or pissed... or just plain moody, you should watch a video like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/23440/matrix_cow.swf" width="346" height="305" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you come back from a tiring dance class only to see that your lift has broken down... AND YOU STAY ON THE 21ST FLOOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes... I had to take the stairs all the way up... haiz... stupid upgrading...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-114909866154010275?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/114909866154010275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=114909866154010275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114909866154010275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114909866154010275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/06/laughter-really-is-best-medicine.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114848658426083709</id><published>2006-05-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:03:04.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah... I hate it when my body can't handle what I'm doing... sheesh... cos now I'm sick after just one night of the 'camping'... Got flu again... Gaaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd rather not take the chance and worsen it for another night... managed to find someone to replace me, and went to see the doc, then went home to rest... even had to skip dance cos I was just too tired to get out of bed... damn sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been dancing for a week already... feeling rusty... Can't wait for sunday... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get some rest now... hai~... Stupid flu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-114848658426083709?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/114848658426083709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=114848658426083709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114848658426083709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114848658426083709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/05/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114841164952687173</id><published>2006-05-24T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T03:14:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am... 'working' at 3am in the morning... doing wat? Well... just sitting down in a booth outside OUB Centre at Raffles Place... 'taking care' of the roadshow booth till tmr morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 3 hrs trying to connect to a usable wireless network... and I think I have... heh... So gonna make this fast... I'll be doing this till thurs night... So, if you're bored, and free and have transport, come down and visit me!! Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so lonely here... just me, my laptop and my Top Gear episodes to watch... Hur... Better get this posted up before the network cuts off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yeah... Won't really be online much till Fri night so... see you guys then!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-114841164952687173?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/114841164952687173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=114841164952687173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114841164952687173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114841164952687173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114788072618745034</id><published>2006-05-17T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:47:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's how you know your handphone is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;1) You meet your NS buddies and when they see the same phone you used in NS, they go "Wah! Still using this phone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Everyone else is busy taking pictures with their handphone camera, and you're just sitting there looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You're still using polyphonic ringtones while others are using MP3s as ringtones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) They don't sell pirated casings at pasar malams anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You leave it on a table and no one steals it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You ask for a resale price for the phone and the salesman just shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your charger spoils before it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Friends using newer phones don't know how to use your phone anymore, even if they're of the same brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) You don't worry about your phone when you drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Friends ask what model your phone is, and when you tell them, they just go 'Huh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee... just something I wanted to put up cos my phone IS THAT OLD... Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6578270-114788072618745034?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/114788072618745034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=114788072618745034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114788072618745034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114788072618745034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/05/heres-how-you-know-your-handphone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114741835698221628</id><published>2006-05-12T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:24:32.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is why Robin Williams is still one of the best comedians around... Heh... Take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d967F7Lh8oU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d967F7Lh8oU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QBc7c3AV5zQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QBc7c3AV5zQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9f_4bIp9wU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9f_4bIp9wU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/6578270-114741835698221628?l=slkrz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/feeds/114741835698221628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6578270&amp;postID=114741835698221628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114741835698221628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6578270/posts/default/114741835698221628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slkrz.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-why-robin-williams-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Slkrz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d49/Slkrz/DSC00900.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6578270.post-114711904421619953</id><published>2006-05-09T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T04:13:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh... went to the library today to look up books on Photoshop... and boy did I find them... Thanks to &lt;a href="http://dweam.blogspot.com"&gt;Val&lt;/a&gt;, who was so fervent in taking nearly the entire shelf of PS books, we managed to find some interesting books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed 3 books... then went back to Val's place to try the tips out... She and her brother were having SO much fun, I let them borrow the 2 books on tips and photo effects... heh... took the more complex book back with me... Gonna try to read it to find out how to use the bloody thing... heh... This is like a special sem module... Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS is damn easy and very powerful to use, if you know how... Thanks to Haojie who recommended that I look for such books, I've seen how good it can be... Imagine adding snow to a picture, or a rainbow or even lightning... or making something look professionally done... PS can do it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I managed to do with just a few simple steps... each pic took me about 2-5 minutes to make... Check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/640/Swarm%20tutorial.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/1056/320/Swarm%20tutorial.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swarm!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'
