<?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-6516120</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:39:36.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThiNgs HaPPenD ToDaY</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8305735474083025086</id><published>2009-08-03T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:32:18.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure of Blurry-Doorbell</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be closing this blog soon. It will be redirected to another blog which I had yet to create. Will inform you readers soon. Have a good week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8305735474083025086?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8305735474083025086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8305735474083025086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2009/08/closure-of-blurry-doorbell.html' title='Closure of Blurry-Doorbell'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3935683072840921936</id><published>2009-07-05T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:48:57.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Exams are over and is waiting for the results to be published. Hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are under controlled with the more expensive medication so I can still see. Not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's condition is also under controlled with the medication which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around me is good. Hope everybody is good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office just had a renovation and my seat is near my bosses so sianz.. but i still do my work so dun care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very lazy to write my blog nowadays.. I try to write more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my relationship, I think its pretty obvious now. She is moving faster than I am. I am still trying to understand her more before i take further actions..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3935683072840921936?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3935683072840921936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3935683072840921936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5385352969915973452</id><published>2009-03-24T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:46:47.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to update.</title><content type='html'>Life is getting from bad to worst. Why is such things happening to me at such a young age? I had not even enjoy enough in this world. I had not seen many things yet and also many things i had not tried too. I really wish to see the world before everything is black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are reading and wondering why I am saying such things is because of a recent discovery at the hospital. I was diagnosed with Glaucoma. Glaucoma refers to a category of &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/conditions/eye-disorders.htm"&gt;eye disorders&lt;/a&gt; often associated with a dangerous buildup of internal eye pressure (&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/definition.php?defID=156" onclick="return false;" rel="nofollow" class="def"&gt;intraocular pressure&lt;/a&gt; or IOP), which can damage the eye's &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/definition.php?defID=229" onclick="return false;" rel="nofollow" class="def"&gt;optic nerve&lt;/a&gt; that transmits visual information to the brain. With untreated or uncontrolled glaucoma, you might eventually notice decreased ability to see at the edges of your vision (&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutvision.com/definition.php?defID=251" onclick="return false;" rel="nofollow" class="def"&gt;peripheral vision&lt;/a&gt;). Progressive eye damage could then lead to blindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I am now on long term medication to control the damage and reduce the pressure. I am wondering why why why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently office is really really busy too the core. Its killing me. Boss is pushing and pushing till i cannot take it anymore. I am so stressed up and felt like resigning. This urge is suddenly becoming so strong in me. I hate this kinda feeling. I shall wait till financial year ended and talk to her about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so worried worried worried. Please pray for me after reading this blog post. I must be strong to fight this illness. Please give me the energy and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks to all my relatives and friends who showed care and concern to me upon hearing my problem. I really appreciated it and is touched by the actions everyone showed. I love you all. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5385352969915973452?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5385352969915973452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5385352969915973452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-update.html' title='Time to update.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3031537805139207900</id><published>2009-02-10T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:26:07.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manager with No Manners</title><content type='html'>Today was a very bad day for me. This damn manager was totally rude. She is a bitch with no manners at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needed me to generate some invoices for her to send to guest today. I quickly helped her to generate the invoices. Its so frustrating. She is so crazy. She thinks that she wants it now means can get it now. What the hell does she think we are? Superman? Ultraman? crazy.. she is simply an idiot. I think they intro all this idiots to Finance for two months and understand how the system works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called up and asked for the invoices and chased for it. She called and asked for Quincy and after that she asked me to answer the call. So after i answered the call, she asked me when she can get the invoices. Then after I told her it would be ready so soon as it need some more steps before the invoices can be churned out and she hanged up my phone with a slam. I got so angry that i screamed out FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people to hang up the phone on me. Its simply rude and shows that the person is bad-mannered. These kind of pple should go for some etiquette course. Simply no manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Quincy:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for screaming out so louding when u are standing next to me. Hope I did not scare you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3031537805139207900?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3031537805139207900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3031537805139207900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2009/02/manager-with-no-manners.html' title='Manager with No Manners'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5755893512244653516</id><published>2009-02-03T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:37:01.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year !!!</title><content type='html'>Its been a long while since i last update my blog. Its time to remove the spider webs on my blog. Many things had happened since the last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back from penang, I realised that its over. Its just a fling. Anyway, I took it as a lesson learnt and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there had been many problems in work. The relationship between sales n finance is becoming bad. All these problems are caused by one lousy system called the QPS. I really hate this system to the core. Its a damn lousy system I had used ever before. So much errors. Haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are near the corner and I will be mugging soon. Ohh.. some good news. I had my mid-term test results and was delighted to find out that i got the highest marks among all. hehe... so happy. Efforts paid off. I will strive harder for my exam and achieve a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for my exams to end cos i am making plans to go JB for a show and shopping for clothes... hehe.. Will be going in with someone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5755893512244653516?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5755893512244653516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5755893512244653516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year !!!'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-170169964679929670</id><published>2008-12-11T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:40:25.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy Air Asia Experience.. Please pass it on.</title><content type='html'>Below is a complaint that i wrote to Air Asia. Their service is really bad. Read on to find out more. Please spread the bad service to everyone and refrain them from taking this airline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;To whom it may concern:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I am very disappointed with the service that your airline had provided. I had just went a on trip the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Penang&lt;/st1:place&gt; on your airline on the Flight No. AK6536 from &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Senai&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Penang&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; on the 5 Dec 08 2100hrs. It was my first time taking your airline. I was quite happy that the flight landed in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Penang&lt;/st1:place&gt; 20 minutes before scheduled time. But we had waited 1 hour for our baggage to get onto the belt. The reason that your ground staff gave was there was a shortage of staff and therefore causing a delay. That was a ridiculous reason because passengers on other flights that are later then us had received their luggage before us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;For my journey to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I took a flight from Penang to Kuala Lumpur (KL) and back to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It was my worst flight experience that I had ever encountered. The flight AK6315 departing on 8 Dec 08 1455hrs was delayed to 1530hrs and there was no announcement informing the passengers. We as passengers had to go and check with the staff at the counter. Upon checking with the staff, they said they had not gotten any confirmation on the delay when obviously it is already delayed as the time is already pass 1455hrs. As my connecting flight AK131 is at 1700hrs, I am afraid that I could not catch the flight back. Therefore I believe that communications could be made to the KL Airport to inform them of passengers connecting to the flight and request them to wait awhile for us as they claimed we would be reach KL airport at 1620hrs. Your staff told us that we have to inform the ground staff upon reaching KL airport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Upon reaching the KL airport, I ran to the check-in counter together with other passengers on board the same connecting flight. We had to run from counter to counter to do our check-in. The guy at the check-in counter told us to go to the gate immediately for boarding. As I had to wait for the check-in luggage to come out from the belt, I could not go to the gate immediately. Upon waiting for about 10mins, I had my luggage checked-in and the counter staff again asked us to go to the gate immediately for boarding. That counter staff made a remark after asking us to go to the gate saying, “SINGAPOREAN” I had to run with my elderly mum and aunt to the gate to find out that the flight is delayed for 30mins. Why couldn’t the staff at the counter inform us that the flight is delayed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I am extremely disappointed with the service that your staff had displayed and provided. What if my elderly mum and aunt is hurt while rushing for the plane which was delayed? What is wrong with Singaporean?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I demand an apology from your management for this issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-170169964679929670?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/170169964679929670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/170169964679929670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/12/lousy-air-asia-experience-please-pass.html' title='Lousy Air Asia Experience.. Please pass it on.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-30334758527758458</id><published>2008-11-10T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:43:36.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Today</title><content type='html'>Had my exam today for the accounting module. It was somehow okay and also somehow bad. I dunno how to say. There was this question which is my most confident topic and I thought I am able to score full marks for it. In the end, I had it wrong. Haiz... so disappointed with myself. Please pray for me that I would be able to pass my exams this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more paper to go and the end of exam for this trimester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be away from Singapore in December for two weekends. I am going to Penang and Desaru for holiday with friends and family. Yipee... Can't wait for it to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study for my last paper. Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-30334758527758458?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/30334758527758458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/30334758527758458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/11/exam-today.html' title='Exam Today'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-1621087462403573922</id><published>2008-10-19T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:19:12.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky week</title><content type='html'>hehe... its a lucky week for me. My first time tio beh pio 1st prize.. but IBET. Better then nothing. haha... This lady brings me luck. It was her date of birth that I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this lady? Read on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known her from liaising with her in work matters.  She is from my tenant's company and was doing accounts payable therefore I had to liaise with her. Then recently added her in friendster and then msn. Had been chatting with her through msn and sms. Its been two weeks that we were chatting everyday. Dunno if there is anything going on between us. She would sms me to check if i am going online. Then tell me things like she cut her fingers while cutting fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you readers feel that she is having something ? This Wednesday is her 21st birthday and I will be meeting her for a date. Keep you guys posted. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-1621087462403573922?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1621087462403573922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1621087462403573922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky-week.html' title='Lucky week'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-2092707684125138016</id><published>2008-10-12T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:40:55.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is Shifting again.</title><content type='html'>My school is going to shift again. This shift is really giving me a headache. I am so confused if I should change my job again due to the shift. The new location of the school is going to be quite far from Sentosa. It will be at jalan rajah somewhere near to balestier. Should i forgo my bonuses and shift to a office which is nearer to my school as I still have 1.5 years left to complete me studies. In such a dilemma. I had to decide it soon before the school starts to teach in the new premises. Anyway, I had sent in my application for the Ministry of Statistics - MSO position. Hopefully they will contact me soon. There is another opportunity for me from my ex-colleague. Its a well known company too. Still pondering if I should give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams will be in a months time. Need to start to do my revision le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-2092707684125138016?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2092707684125138016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2092707684125138016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-is-shifting-again.html' title='School is Shifting again.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-352222473793959859</id><published>2008-09-21T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:53:12.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last update my blog. I have been quite busy recently due to work. The work cannot be finished. I just simply cannot take the amount of work anymore. I really need a helper to assist me. I hope my boss will try to persuade management to allow a temp staff. Really bad lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yes.. my bro will be attached to penang in a months time for two years. One less person to quarell with me. hahaha... My dao sao is staying here and not going with him. Its gonna be a real test for the two of them. And my wait for a nephew/niece will be prolonged for two years. Haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesh.. F1 is coming to Singapore Next Week. 7 days left... can't wait for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-352222473793959859?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/352222473793959859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/352222473793959859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5487976608088289502</id><published>2008-09-01T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:04:25.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expensive week..</title><content type='html'>Had a damn expensive week last week.  Firstly, took a cab to work and cost me $26. Then Wednesday, bought sweater for $50 to wear it to Yong Liang's ROM. Then on Thursday, attended Yong Liang and Irene's ROM. So that was the biggest bomb of the week. Then after that, Saturday took a cab to work and lastly Sunday went to Comex to buy my mouse. What a weekend.. I going to save up on my meals now... Damn siong.. Hopefully those reading my blog knows what to do lah. hahaha... 28days more to 1st F1 night race. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to recover my losses this month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5487976608088289502?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5487976608088289502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5487976608088289502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/comex.html' title='Expensive week..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-2227637323110806162</id><published>2008-08-17T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:34:10.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Southern Ridges</title><content type='html'>Today went to the Singapore Southern Ridges with the people from Fo Tang. Very fun and interesting trip. Learnt many things and saw many interesting things. Such a fun day today. We met up early in the morning at 7.30am and took a train to Harbour Front and waited for close to 30mins for the rest to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are interested to go walk, you can start from Harbour Front MRT Station and exit at EXIT D. From there just follow the path and walk all the way. Here are some of the sceneries  of the walk. More photos will be uploaded in my facebook after I get the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgK-dCb6FI/AAAAAAAAACs/3uvOqSivQ84/s1600-h/DSC07439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgK-dCb6FI/AAAAAAAAACs/3uvOqSivQ84/s320/DSC07439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235446634881214546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                        View from Mt Faber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLltuXxuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/s9cIp_uK5Mc/s1600-h/DSC07440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLltuXxuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/s9cIp_uK5Mc/s320/DSC07440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447309375358690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henderson Waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLlxrZv8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/97O6YjIOj-Y/s1600-h/DSC07441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLlxrZv8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/97O6YjIOj-Y/s320/DSC07441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447310436646850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telok Blangah Hill Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLmIWQVrI/AAAAAAAAADE/m5Tl0C41fIQ/s1600-h/DSC07442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLmIWQVrI/AAAAAAAAADE/m5Tl0C41fIQ/s320/DSC07442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447316521965234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Telok Blangah Hill Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLmTNVFxI/AAAAAAAAADM/_zyRq829glw/s1600-h/DSC07443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLmTNVFxI/AAAAAAAAADM/_zyRq829glw/s320/DSC07443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447319437317906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hort Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLmyWafFI/AAAAAAAAADU/TY5OhvCrbiw/s1600-h/DSC07444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgLmyWafFI/AAAAAAAAADU/TY5OhvCrbiw/s320/DSC07444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447327796919378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hort Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-2227637323110806162?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2227637323110806162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2227637323110806162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapore-southern-ridges.html' title='Singapore Southern Ridges'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKgK-dCb6FI/AAAAAAAAACs/3uvOqSivQ84/s72-c/DSC07439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7268384726007838615</id><published>2008-08-15T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:44:52.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want watch Wall-E preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKRfPckO2jI/AAAAAAAAACk/cm7s-b_fFDk/s1600-h/2601879924_a0f201ffb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKRfPckO2jI/AAAAAAAAACk/cm7s-b_fFDk/s320/2601879924_a0f201ffb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234413385882196530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most romantic robot animation that really touches the human heart. It not only says about saving the earth and environment, it also talks about human feelings. This is a must watch Disney animation of the year. I really wish to get a pair of tickets to watch with her and get the opportunity to pop the magical question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7268384726007838615?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7268384726007838615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7268384726007838615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-watch-wall-e-preview.html' title='I want watch Wall-E preview'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/SKRfPckO2jI/AAAAAAAAACk/cm7s-b_fFDk/s72-c/2601879924_a0f201ffb3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3515710751980723609</id><published>2008-08-14T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:23:25.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Positive Things to Do Instead of Complain</title><content type='html'>Time flies and its going to be September real soon. So scary... time really flies so fast. Nothing much to blog but wanna share the below article with all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog surfing and come into this interesting post from http://albert-jee.blogspot.com/ therefore credits go to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Jon Gordon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the key principles of The No Complaining Rule is that we have a choice of how we invest our energy at home and at work. We can focus on the negative or the positive. We can focus on problems or use problems to create solutions. And we can focus on sharing positive energy or negative energy. It’s all about our intention, our focus and our habits. Bad habits create bad results and good habits create good results. And since one of the best ways to stop a bad habit is to replace it with a good habit, here are 5 positive things we can do each day instead of complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Practice Gratitude. Research shows that when we count three blessings a day, we get a measurable boost in happiness that uplifts and energizes us. It’s also physiologically impossible to be stressed and thankful at the same time. Two thoughts cannot occupy our mind at the same time. If you are focusing on gratitude, you can’t be negative. You can also energize and engage your coworkers by letting them know you are grateful for them and their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Praise Others. Instead of complaining about what others are doing wrong, start focusing on what they are doing right. Praise them and watch as they create more success as a result. Of course, point out their mistakes so they can learn and grow, but make sure you give three times as much praise as criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Focus on Success. Start a success journal. Each night before you go to bed, write down the one great thing about your day. The one great conversation, accomplishment, or win that you are most proud of. Focus on your success, and you’ll look forward to creating more success tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let Go. Focus on the things that you have the power to change, and let go of the things that are beyond your control. You’ll be amazed that when you stop trying to control everything, it all somehow works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pray and Meditate. Scientific research shows that these daily practices reduce stress; boost positive energy; and promote health, vitality, and longevity. When you are faced with the urge to complain or you are feeling stressed to the max, stop, be still, plug-in to the ultimate power, and recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article is an excerpt from Jon’s newest book. To learn more about The No Complaining Rule, author Jon Gordon, and to take advantage of a BONUS gift special, go to http://www.jongordon.com/ncr-bonus.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3515710751980723609?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3515710751980723609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3515710751980723609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-positive-things-to-do-instead-of.html' title='5 Positive Things to Do Instead of Complain'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7278037651321339379</id><published>2008-07-20T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:17:27.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is a mystery</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is present. This sentence is so so true. What ever happened yesterday cannot be changed and therefore we have to live on with it. We will never know what will happen tomorrow. Life is full of mysteries.. How I wish I know what will happen tomorrow so that I could change the way things going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very confused with the recent happenings in life. My dad is diagnosed with Alzheimer disease. The doctor said its the beginning stage and it cannot be cured. I really was in a lost when I heard this. Though it was much expected as the problem had already started one to two years back and only deteriorated recently. He is very forgetful and keeps forgetting things. This is a replica of my eldest uncle who suffered from the same scenario before his death. Hopefully the medical science advance and find a cure for this disease. I think this problem is an inheritance. I am afraid that this might happen to me in the future. This is so scary... That's why I wish we could change the way things are going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suspended from reservist due to some medical condition. You all must be thinking what medical condition it is.. Not to worry. Its just pain in my heel due to stressed tendon which will take about a year to recover on its own. Actually, I had wanted to go for my reservist but they had deferred me. Haiz.. therefore had to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back in office. My new supervisor has finally reported for work. At least I am not fighting the war alone now.  The task now is to clear the aging by 20 each month.  I believe after the finance charges are cleared, our aging will look nicer.  I hope the aging will be cleared by December which will determine whether I will stay on or move  on.  Also it all depends on  the $$ that they pay me.  Can't wait for September's pay increment. I am still waiting for that answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no progress in my hunt for a gf and therefore nothing to update about.  Now my aim is to study hard and faster get my degree and graduate and get a higher pay job and  then concentrate on getting a gf.  Hope to achieve that in 2years time. I am really taking too long to graduate. Argh... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7278037651321339379?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7278037651321339379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7278037651321339379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow-is-mystery.html' title='Tomorrow is a mystery'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7877582480936295236</id><published>2008-07-04T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:38:07.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sick!!</title><content type='html'>I feel that I am getting weak. My goodness. I became sick after watching the Euro Cup Final. Been a long time since I got a flu, cough and sore throat. The most disastrous illness that could stay for weeks. I must get well soon before my reservist on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. ya. I got my first bonus in my work life. Though it was a 2 months variable bonus, I was quite unhappy with management decision. Shall not say too much as its not safe to publish details. Just wondering if the performance was really so bad? Disappointment. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my bonus, I treated Yoby and Suz to dinner at 日本村。 After the dinner, we went for a show. "Wanted" The show was not so interesting though. Dozed off a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been pondering why it is so difficult to get the message across to people. Just dun understand. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7877582480936295236?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7877582480936295236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7877582480936295236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-sick.html' title='I am sick!!'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7322953989909101429</id><published>2008-06-20T03:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T04:00:44.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last updated. Let me update abit. Exam is over and I am now praying hard that I could pass my exam. In work, I am getting more stressed with work as more and more things are for me to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to attend meetings with different departments and to be shoot by them. I really hate the two person in the meeting. No names mentioned to protect myside. haha.. I was pissed off today during the meeting that when it was my time to feedback on my queries, they shoot me with question instead. Before I could speak up, they shot me. I think that person is stupid. He/She should try to understand the company's process before shooting me with such questions. Damn angry. haiz.. dissapointed with the leaders in the company. Today went to meeting with boss in the evening with suburbia bosses. I realise that they do not really that person whom I dislike too. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Suz, had left SDC, the place is so quiet. No one talking to me. So sad. How badly I miss the company of the gang. I miss the sweet old days when yoby, hai guan and suz are still around. Now office like so quiet. Only left shih-wen to talk to me. I do not like being lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7322953989909101429?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7322953989909101429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7322953989909101429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='PISSED'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5317487846965416394</id><published>2008-05-25T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:38:08.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please help the quake victims.</title><content type='html'>I am watching the channel 8 special charity program now. I am feeling very depressed watching the show. It is really so sad for those people in china now. Have you ever wondered what if one day this things happened upon us? How would we be able to handle it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all pray for the victims and hope that there will be more survivors. Lets help them in anyway we can. Be it monetary donation, moral support and whatsoever aid, try to help them as we do not know when will be our turn when we need help from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear readers, lets do our part to help the quake victims in anyway we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the victims of the quake rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5317487846965416394?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5317487846965416394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5317487846965416394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-help-quake-victims.html' title='Please help the quake victims.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7502178139682109922</id><published>2008-05-15T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:11:24.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work Work !!!</title><content type='html'>Work is piling up again.. I hate the way boss is working but just had to endure it. I am being recalled for reservist in july to august. I can't wait to go for it cos i want a break from office. Today i told boss about the reservist recall, she straight away say defer for me. WT_!!! I wanna go for my reservist.. i dun wanna defer anymore cos the more i defer the younger people I had to join for my reservist. Sianz lor.. I shall get my coordinator to reject my deferment if any. hahaha.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also for my reservist, I am in the command elements. Which means, I will be a IC of the troopers. It would be a great experience to expose myself to be leader. This is also the reason why I wanna go for the reservist. Its a rare chance to be in the command elements. I make sure I dun get deferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Wednesday, went for the show Iron Man with Suz and Bee Ching. The show was nice.. so heart warming... Then on friday, after work, went to meet up with Janet at Seng Kang to pass her some waste paper then at the same time went to look for the sick girl.. Bought her a bottle of ginseng chrysanthemum tea. Not that sick after all... I think recovered after resting the whole afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7502178139682109922?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7502178139682109922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7502178139682109922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/work-work-work.html' title='Work Work Work !!!'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3973462548459229641</id><published>2008-04-30T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:17:10.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live life without regrets</title><content type='html'>不要为了一棵树放弃整个森林。 外界还有很多的树等着你去发觉。 Let me translate to english. (Do not hold on to one tree and give up the whole forest. There are many other trees awaiting for you to discover.) I had made up my mind to live life without regrets. One should not hold on so long for one something which does not belong to them. I had decided to move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To like someone, you do not have to possess her. So long as she is happy, I will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to malacca tmr. Yuhoo.... Happy holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3973462548459229641?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3973462548459229641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3973462548459229641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/live-life-without-regrets.html' title='Live life without regrets'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3779595657277549557</id><published>2008-04-22T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:03:02.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL THE JOY YOU NEED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thomas Aquinas once said, "No one can live without joy." But many people&lt;br /&gt;try. And the reason is often simply because they don't know how to be&lt;br /&gt;happy!&lt;br /&gt;They are so intent on the three P's - power, prosperity and prestige - that&lt;br /&gt;they miss out on joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to imagine this picture. It is a photograph taken by Henri&lt;br /&gt;Cartier-Bresson, who pioneered modern photography as an art form during the&lt;br /&gt;early decades of the 20th Century. He became known for his photographs of&lt;br /&gt;apparent contradictions: pictures that left mysteries unexplained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his famous photographs was shot in a poor section of Spain in the&lt;br /&gt;1930s. The picture depicts a run-down alley surrounded by decaying walls,&lt;br /&gt;strewn with rubble randomly stacked in thick piles lying on the street, and&lt;br /&gt;riddled with bullet holes dotting gray walls. The setting alone evokes&lt;br /&gt;feelings of sadness and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then...the contradiction. Within the grim alley children are playing.&lt;br /&gt;They wear dirty and tattered clothes, as one might expect in such a&lt;br /&gt;setting, but like playing children everywhere, they laugh with carefree&lt;br /&gt;joy. In the foreground, a tiny boy on crutches hobbles away from two other&lt;br /&gt;boys, his face lit up with a broad grin. One boy is laughing so hard he has&lt;br /&gt;to hold his side. Others lean on the cracked walls, beaming with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to spot the contrast - and the point. Joy amidst the rubble of&lt;br /&gt;life. Laughter amongst life's ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot avoid pain, however hard we try. But we can avoid joy. We cannot&lt;br /&gt;escape hardship and trouble, but we can miss out on much of life's peace&lt;br /&gt;and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel as if you could use more joy, try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Spend time daily doing something you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;* Do those things that bring inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;* Learn to laugh heartily and frequently.&lt;br /&gt;* Cultivate an attitude of hope.&lt;br /&gt;* Fill each day with as much love as it can possibly hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll still have plenty of problems, but through it all, you'll find all&lt;br /&gt;you joy you will ever need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Goodier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3779595657277549557?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3779595657277549557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3779595657277549557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-joy-you-need.html' title='ALL THE JOY YOU NEED'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-2373235482400217016</id><published>2008-04-08T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:39:16.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞难耐</title><content type='html'>Looking at the title of the post might make you think that I am lonely... Yes.. I am going to be lonely in office soon. Hai Guan will be leaving next Monday and Suz is hoping the company will call her up tmr. Haix... I am going to be the last man standing. The last person to be employed by Pei Sei. Hohoho.... Speculation is going around that someone is going to come back and join AR. OMG.. if she is to join us, i will request to transfer man.. Though I had not worked with her, but i heard from everyone about her work style and pattern. This is terrible.. Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, update about my personal life. I think we are back on the track of good friends again. I know that chances would be slim or rather chances are near to zero, but I had not given up on her yet. I am also not narrowing myself to her only. I am keeping my options open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is an inspirational story i got from an email which I which to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R_uRI6zMrvI/AAAAAAAAACc/bqZUD6IaKmQ/s1600-h/inspiration+mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R_uRI6zMrvI/AAAAAAAAACc/bqZUD6IaKmQ/s320/inspiration+mail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186898978256236274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-2373235482400217016?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2373235482400217016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2373235482400217016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='寂寞难耐'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R_uRI6zMrvI/AAAAAAAAACc/bqZUD6IaKmQ/s72-c/inspiration+mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-2506166838081890802</id><published>2008-03-23T10:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:08:06.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XGIazMrtI/AAAAAAAAACM/--x_FGHG4I0/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XGIazMrtI/AAAAAAAAACM/--x_FGHG4I0/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180764794294939346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa D &amp;amp; D Preparing to go off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XFRazMrsI/AAAAAAAAACE/gTOWX2_itH4/s1600-h/CIMG9448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XFRazMrsI/AAAAAAAAACE/gTOWX2_itH4/s320/CIMG9448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180763849402134210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa D &amp;amp; D @ Meritus Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XDh6zMrrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NYbuY47N-8E/s1600-h/Sentosa.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XDh6zMrrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NYbuY47N-8E/s320/Sentosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180761933846720178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa D &amp;amp; D                                                                            Sentosa Office (Ex-Colleagues??)           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XDGazMrqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y2KqGt4eSc8/s1600-h/SANY0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XDGazMrqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y2KqGt4eSc8/s320/SANY0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180761461400317602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sentosa Flower Show&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XBlqzMrpI/AAAAAAAAABs/iTCPcdeC_28/s1600-h/SANY0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XBlqzMrpI/AAAAAAAAABs/iTCPcdeC_28/s320/SANY0834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180759799247974034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa Outing with Ex-Colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XH2KzMruI/AAAAAAAAACU/mzCKqcCjEPA/s1600-h/P1020269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XH2KzMruI/AAAAAAAAACU/mzCKqcCjEPA/s320/P1020269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180766679785582306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days in MediaCorp..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-2506166838081890802?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2506166838081890802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2506166838081890802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/03/photos.html' title='photos...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/R-XGIazMrtI/AAAAAAAAACM/--x_FGHG4I0/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8747551758015721218</id><published>2008-03-14T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T10:42:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long update.</title><content type='html'>Its been a month since I last update. Time really flies. School is reopening tmr. I really hate the school management. They had not been replying my emails. and also they had change the school location to such a ulu ulu place. Raeburn park... I had never heard of this place before. Damn.. although its near to my workplace but then the travelling time to reach home after class will be damn long.. arghh.. sianz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results for exam is out, I had passed my exams. Phew... one module down. We just had our annual D&amp;amp;D at meritus mandarin yesterday. It was a wild wild west night. All the staff was very sporty.. All dressed up appropriately except for some. Will post the photo up soon after i got them. The program lined up was so boring. The entertainment was singing.. so sianz. Never win lucky draw some more. Super sianz.. but the prizes was super great. Wasted never win any. The top prize was $5000 shopping voucher. Wah lao.. so much right.. I have to say the sponsors are really generous. they had many sponsors.. From hotels to construction company, different prizes were sponsored. Hope to win it next year if I am still around. hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8747551758015721218?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8747551758015721218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8747551758015721218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-update.html' title='Long update.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3081522468993324890</id><published>2008-02-17T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:20:36.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17.02.08 Rejection</title><content type='html'>Alright. Today I recieved her msg regarding the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her msg is as follows: wei dong i watched d video clip already wat i can say is thanks 4 d effort putted in :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply: Great tat u watched. Anyway, everything I wrote inside is from the bottom of my heart. Hope u could give ourselve a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reply: We will remain as friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Tats the end of the story. Its the 3rd rejection in my 23 years of life. I was totally disappointed with myself. I do not know what is so lousy about me. Why is it that every gals I like doesn't give me a chance? Pls advise me so I could change for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3081522468993324890?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3081522468993324890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3081522468993324890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/02/170208-rejection.html' title='17.02.08 Rejection'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7634294650469061423</id><published>2008-02-14T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:19:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day to all my readers. This year's valentine's day is quite quiet. Dun see people selling roses everywhere. Yoby received 24 white roses from her bf. It was sent to office lor.. So Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. now let me share with you what stupid actions I had did. She is having lessons today. So I told her to come by the study corner when she come back. I was there at the void deck studying and the two person behind me was so noisy so i shifted to the CC. Nice ambience with nice music. Too bad she came back too late cos when she arrived, the coffee ambassy has closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came down after her bath with a bottle of water on her hand. Thats weird. Is she expecting  a long conversation? I dunno. Also, I discovered something on her middle finger. Its quite shining and new. As she sat down, she asking what thing? So I passed to her the CD, then after tat she asked whats in the cd? I told her to watch the video on the lap top then. After that, she said, oh.. how you got the photos. (Referring to the school pics) Then i asked which one she dun have? Then her facial expression tells me that she felt something wrong. She started to say, I go back and watch. So we parted just like that. It was merely a minute or so. Haiyo.. so fast right. I was dumbfounded upon seeing her therefore I was lost for words. Damn useless... I went back after that. Then after that, i msg her asking if she finish watching? till now haven't reply. Anyway, I am fine. Just hope that she is not gonna avoid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, pls tell if she had finished the video? (u know who u r)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7634294650469061423?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7634294650469061423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7634294650469061423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8198848490355681511</id><published>2008-01-23T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:33:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>I am so bored this few days. I have got nothing much to blog but just feel like blogging. There might be no updates for these few weeks as exams are coming soon. But do stay tune for updates for CNY. Tata.. back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8198848490355681511?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8198848490355681511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8198848490355681511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/01/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7236256173506273908</id><published>2008-01-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:49:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>Oh... I am so confused with everything. Confused with work and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, brought mum to SGH for her columscopy test. After bringing her to the hospital I waited for Jessica aunt to arrive then i left for work. Then in the afternoon, received a msg from her saying mum is alright. Then i relieve abit. So she sent her to Ah Ngoh ah yee house to rest first. Then after work, went over to see her before I left for my movie show orgranised by Hitchoo. I waited for my da sao to arrive before I leave. While waiting, i chance upon the email mailer my aunt printed. Its a discount coupon for disney on ice. She came to my mind immediately. I am wondering if this is fated or what. Haha... Anyway, the hitchoo was such a dissapointment. Shan't say any more. But the show was nice. Le Grand Chef. Worth watching.  Thanks dino246 for the free movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went on MSN and told her abt the disney on ice thingy. Then she asked me where, when, who. Then after that she suddenly ask, you wanna go izzit? I was so surprised that she asked me. I replied stupidly. I dun mind going. She asked, what you mean? Then I said, I can go. How silly I am. Haiz... Gave such a stupid reply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7236256173506273908?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7236256173506273908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7236256173506273908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/01/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7784396927697885888</id><published>2008-01-13T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T19:39:55.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>The weather had been very wet these few days especially at 3pm - 6pm timing. The rain is so heavy that we can get splashed by the rain even when walking under the shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my sister in law's birthday. Went to suntec and a surprise dinner with her. I almost let the cat out of the bag in the afternoon. I did not know that my brother wanted to give her a surprise. Haha.. Fortunately, she was busy till she did not notice it. Haha... Then after dinner, we had a whole night of mahjong session. Hehe.. I lost to the most. So unlucky. But never pay up cos it was offset with the debts. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is bothering me now. My mind isn't functioning well. My buddy said he has something to tell me after his work. I do not know what it is going to be. I am so bothered by this. What is he going to tell me about? Argh.. dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just came back from Adidas warehouse sale. The sale wasn't so fascinating but I did still bought a jacket and a pair of shorts. I spent a total of $98. woot.. broke now le. Now I have a new jacket to bring to work which is lighter. yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7784396927697885888?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7784396927697885888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7784396927697885888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/01/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-6195511377726418860</id><published>2008-01-01T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:25:52.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>Alright, As I said I will review on my 2007 resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html"&gt;http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not being able to acheive 3 goals for 2007. I will acheive it this year then. I will strive hard to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2008 Goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pass all my modules.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get at least a Distinction&lt;br /&gt;3. Get my driving license&lt;br /&gt;4. Excel in my job&lt;br /&gt;5. Taking action and waste  no more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to write. Here's a few quotes for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each new year find you a better man.  ~Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in.  A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves. &lt;br /&gt;~Bill Vaughan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.  ~Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your troubles last as long as your New Year's resolutions.  ~Joey Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy New Year! Grant that IMay bring no tear to any eyeWhen this New Year in time shall endLet it be said I've played the friend,Have lived and loved and labored here,And made of it a happy year.~Edgar Guest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-6195511377726418860?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/6195511377726418860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/6195511377726418860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-432320299278184260</id><published>2007-12-31T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T08:32:03.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job, New Year</title><content type='html'>Time flies so fast. A year has pass and ended. Many things had started and ended in this year 2007. I had learnt many things this year. I would say this is a fruitful year. Made new friends through work, through school and through networking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say about my new job in sentosa. Its quite tiring travelling to sentosa everyday but at least there is company in the bus though not everyday. The work here is quite different from mediacorp. The customers they deal with are different. The environment here is also different. People are not so friendly as compared to mediacorp where AR &amp;amp; AP talk together. there is culture difference. Hopefully the culture could be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolution. Has my 2007 new year resolution being met? Not sure. I will review them later. My 2008 resolutions will be up later too. Gonna start work liao. 8.30am already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-432320299278184260?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/432320299278184260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/432320299278184260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-job-new-year.html' title='New Job, New Year'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-4951116004991378763</id><published>2007-12-25T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:44:22.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell MediaCorp &amp; Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all my readers. Have a wonderful holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my last day of work in MediaCorp Share Services Centre. I had to stay back to pass down my stuffs to people taking over my stuffs. Also, we had a christmas party celebration yesterday. I was quite pissed off with some colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She said she will be on leave during the christmas party celebration. So I assume that she will not bring the water canister to office so I did not tell her not to bring. Then she nag and nag and tell the whole world that I did not tell her not to bring. Cannot stand such a old HAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yesterday was the 15th of the lunar calendar, therefore she is eating vegetarian. I was kind and told her there is vegetarian bee hoon catered for vegetarian colleagues. So i asked her to come down and eat the bee hoon. Then she said she is not going down as she had lots of work to do. I was so angry when I saw her came down and eat the bee hoon. Pissed off by actions and words. I endured. When she came down, people told her that she can eat the eclair and kuehs, she answered back, inside got EGGS cannot eat. BUAY TAHAN sial.. Really feel like slapping her in the face. TAK BOLEH TAHAN. BLOODY BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of complaints. The party was fun. Great food and great gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank eric for accompanying me to amk. Thank you my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-4951116004991378763?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/4951116004991378763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/4951116004991378763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/12/farewell-mediacorp-merry-christmas.html' title='Farewell MediaCorp &amp; Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-4161556293249171467</id><published>2007-12-09T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:28:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Oritex. Time past very fast. Its been a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning to cook pancake to eat. My initial idea was to cook for her as breakfast as I had dissapointed her in my first attempt ages back. So I wanted to improve my cooking skills and keep up the promise that was set the other time. This time, I made the batter with the proper pancake flour (singlong brand) &lt; not nice dun buy. I cooked only a small portion and wasn't quite successful as the batter was too water. After cooking, I went to have my bath then come out the pancake only left a few pieces.. Hahahah.. my dad ate all up and only left a few pieces. Therefore, I did not brought it out for her. I will cook for you again the next time.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with her and went to orchard at 10.30am. Most of the shops are not opened yet too. Haha... But we went to those shops that are opened though. Our main objective was to go shop for mulyati's n jeann's present. She originally wanted to buy her a brotch for her scarf but I knew yati wanted a earphone so we went to buy her a sony earphone. After that, we walked around as she wanted to find a shoe to fit her dress which her sister bought for her. We walked around but could not a suitable shoe for her. I wanted to change my fossil watch battery so we went to pacific towers. After that, we took a bus back to AMK Hub. Continued shopping in AMK Hub. Haha.. We saw a jewellery which is suitable for jeann. Then we purchased that jewellery set for her. She also purchased a pair of shoe at mondo. Its really nice on her. Its my first time I saw her on heels. So beautiful. I wanna see her on her dress and the heels. I bet it would be more beautiful. After making the purchases, we made our way back home. i went back office to work and realise that the system was down. SO ANGRY therefore went back after doing some simple filing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson for the trimester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLosing again. I hate the closing in mediacorp. Its so scary. It will be the last one for this lifetime. Haha.. Yipee... Worked OT till 9.30pm. Can u believe it. Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-4161556293249171467?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/4161556293249171467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/4161556293249171467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-6618570139924985784</id><published>2007-11-27T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:22:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KPO pple.</title><content type='html'>OMG.. I really cannot take it. Rumours spread like wild fire. All these people are so big mouth. Simply dun understand why. they are so KPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastermind is the one who is sitting next to me. She is so terrible. Tell essay writer, then tell CS. Then CS also another one.. tell everyone at his side. Worst still.. this william(ex TV temp)  called and asked TV people who is going over there to join him. OMG... the world is so small right. Cos today Lily came over and asked me if i am going over there. Then suddenly Lai Ching also asked. OMG... this is so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just angry why does Lucy needs to tell so many people tat I am leaving? Though its a matter of time that they will know but its not right to tell them in such a discrete manner. So dissappointed.... Dunno what to write anymore. shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd saw her with another guy walking home. That guy is her poly friend. I discovered something too... He went disney magic show with her together with her sister. Anyway, her sister said i was thinking too much.. so I shall not think anymore. I shall work harder from now on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-6618570139924985784?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/6618570139924985784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/6618570139924985784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/11/kpo-pple.html' title='KPO pple.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3085212882494015699</id><published>2007-11-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:03:31.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tender my Resignation</title><content type='html'>After seeing so many people leaving the company, finally its my turn. I had tendered my resignation today. After two months of torture with MEPL, I finally could give back everything to her. (Great Essay Writer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next career path would be in Sentosa. Let's pray and hope that everything will be good and fine in Sentosa. I wish to stay on for long in the next job. Although for a hike of only $100, I do hope things would be better there. I would miss the companion here in MediaCorp but not the job here. The job sucks. I think the average had rised to 2 person resigning per month. Boss was asking why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today went down to Blk 512 to accompany buddy as he is feeling down after a rejection from his someone. After he shared his thoughts with me and i told him my views, my phone rang. Sarah called me and asked me regarding my resignation. After talking for about 30mins plus, I saw HER walking past. She was with another guy. I was so heart broken that I hung up the phone and looked at them walking to the stairs. I was saddened at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u send a girl home if you are not interested in her and not staying in the vicinity? I bet you wouldn't unless its very very late late at nitex. I am so curious who is he ? A guy with a fat tummy wearing a perverted spectacle. Oops. Sorry. No offence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3085212882494015699?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3085212882494015699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3085212882494015699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/11/tender-my-resignation.html' title='Tender my Resignation'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-1692083637672257858</id><published>2007-11-09T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:00:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Essay Written</title><content type='html'>Well Done. Today received a great essay i my office email. Bloody hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice that there are invoices, receipts, journals and etc that are already keyed into system but still kept in your workstation and not passed out for checking.&lt;br /&gt;Pls clear your things out at least at the end of everyday day for checking and not to hold at your trays for days. This will seriously hold up and affect the whole working process. You must give time to the checker as well and don’t expect the checker can straight away check your things and pass it back to you on the same day. Pls note that the turn around time for the invoice is 2 days and the receipt is 1 day. This includes the time for the checker to check and the time for you to sort out the invoices and credit notes for early payment rebates (receipts). Meaning by the end of the 2nd days, invoices, CMs / DMs must be sent out.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, pls do your filing promptly as well. I know that you all will be busy at every month end and beginning of the month for the closing, but pls NOT to hold your documents from filing. This will again seriously affect the others (when you are not around and people need to cover your duties) as well as yourself to fish out the documents to review or for CTC purpose.&lt;br /&gt;All these have been told and highlighted to you many many times but seems like no actions is being done. Pls take note and hope that we could see your prompt action over this issue. Thanks for your co-operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----End of email----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, Its not that I do not want to file. this F**KING working environment is so busy and S**KY. The people are also not helpful. Only know how to complain. I am so dissapointed with someone sending such emails when the person is away from office. Why does she have to send such emails when the person is away. I dun see a reason with that. I think it is silly. Do you think we got no greivances with your way of doing things? You are also taking such a long time to do your checking. Think of yourself before saying others. Pot calling the kettle black. I will submit my resignation letter when i go back to work on thursday or maybe friday. Good Bye MediaCorp. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-1692083637672257858?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1692083637672257858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1692083637672257858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-essay-written.html' title='Good Essay Written'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7496379254965159554</id><published>2007-11-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:36:59.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad &amp; Good Saturday.</title><content type='html'>Today, went for my driving lesson after stopping for one week. Its so sucky today. I was grounded by the instructor so many times. Think today he is having some menstral pain. haha... The feet is tiring stepping on the clutch without releasing and half clutch... I hate doing reversal. it sucks. What a bad lesson today. did many mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, met up with yuan pin and her to Azfa's house for Hari Raya. It was such a long time since we met up. So happy to get to see Azfa again. Memories... The last time I saw her was like before she join the airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired le.. going to slp... Update more after my exams. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7496379254965159554?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7496379254965159554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7496379254965159554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-good-saturday.html' title='Bad &amp; Good Saturday.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5569053774122044059</id><published>2007-10-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:50:34.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner</title><content type='html'>This morning traffic was terrible. I was stucked in the jam for 45 minutes. My goodness. Supposedly 15mins ride became 45mins journey. Terrible. After lunch today, bosses talked to me about my appraisal/confirmation. They asked me for feedbacks. I told them frankly about the job scope. Nothing was learnt. Therefore, I was saying, everything is just pluck in the figure and just tally and thats it. Will you really learn anything. I doubt so lor.. hopefully, I will be able to learn more things so that I can job hop easier with higher pay rise too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had dinner with her. Actually wanted to go hougang to eat the la mian. But she wanted to purchase something from NTUC so never had the chance to go for the la mian. I told her she will have to bring me there next time. haha. So we headed to have our dinner at broadway coffeeshop. Had an enjoyable dinner with her. Thanks again for the dinner... Nxt dinner will be on me. Okay.. After the dinner, we proceeded to NTUC to make her purchases. She needed some vegetables for her art lesson tmr. Those patterns and design kind of art which we do in primary school. haha... So interesting. wondering what is the outcome of the painting. She bought the green pepper, lotus roots. Couldn't find ladies finger so never buy that. She said I was dilly dally. I dun understand why. Haiyo. I was just asking if she is in a hurry cos she wanted to find the shortest queue. then she say i dilly dally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back home. While on the way home, she asked me why am I carrying a big bag with me. Then I told her its for her. So she keep asking me what is in there? I deny to answer and told her you will know after you go back and see. I told her its present for her from bkk. Sorry that I forget to offer to carry for you your stuffs... mind not functioning well.. I always help girls to carry their stuffs de.. dun believe can ask around therefore you must find a bf like me or let me be ur bf. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5569053774122044059?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5569053774122044059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5569053774122044059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/10/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-888421203895079187</id><published>2007-10-11T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:07:12.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Trip</title><content type='html'>Yuhoo.. I am back from bangkok. Great place to go.. Such a great place to shop. Shop till you drop. Seriously, this is the first time i shop without controlling. Its so fun. Everything seems expensive but is cheap when converted back to SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enjoyed myself but was worrying about work stuffs here and there. Haiz.. Luckily the bank recon could be easily tied today leaving only with Radio. I am still trying to solve the mystery of this Radio recon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about Bangkok. I love the weekend market. Its simply great place to shop. The next time I go, must prepare shopping list. The weekend market is a place which is about 6 football field(if i remember correctly) Its like our pasar malam but the place is damn stuffy and hot. After shopping at the weekend market, we went to platinum centre after the shopping @ the weekend market. Its another place with great shopping too. This shopping centre is like lucky plaza. So good to shop. Went to eat seafood for dinner at the famous seafood restaurant. Even the Japanese PM went there for his meal. Then after the meal went to night market to continue to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day, spent half a day at the grand palace. Very big place but most of the place no entry. After the palace, went for lunch @ Coca. Actually the food so so la. After Coca, we walked to to MBK. Many people said MBK nice place to shop. But i dun like it. Everything is expensive there. Walked back to the hotel after the shopping at MBK. It was a far walk. Had dinner at Baiyoke sky. International Buffet. Hoot.. Nice good food again. After the dinner, we went to the open air revolving tower to view the night scene of Bangkok. Nice scenary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day, took the free shuttle bus to Siam Centre. Shopping again. This shopping centre has many branded stuffs and also thailand's own brand. Their brand are very nice also. Very unique design. I like this pants from Keven. Its so nice. Love it but too ex therefore did not purchase it. Will purchase it next time i go. Went to massage at night. It was a very bad experience. Though I was shiok at first but became damn pain after tat. I will never go for Thai massage again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Day, nothing much. Went to eat BK. They have a pork burger. Though it was a little salty but its nice. Would never be able to find a fast food selling pork burger in Singapore. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-888421203895079187?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/888421203895079187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/888421203895079187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/10/bangkok-trip.html' title='Bangkok Trip'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-1615762545324430422</id><published>2007-10-04T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:10:27.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Up with work</title><content type='html'>ARGHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This week is so stressed up. DAMN THOSE STUPID CLIENTS and BU. I am really very stressed with work. I kept thinking if I should tender my resignation. I dun understand why I cannot cope with this freaking BU. It seriously is killing me. I had never felt so stressed before. Stressed till my head is aching every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sad with the situation in office. People are simply selfish. Now I see the whole picture. I understand what is backstabbing and the real two-headed snake. Look fine in front of us but cunning behind us. This had made me wanna quit my job. Fortunately, there are still friends around helping me giving me support. I really owe u all a big treat. Thank you so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, everyone could feel that I am very stress.. Indeed I was really. All because of the journals. Deadlines.. ARGHH !!! I'm going for break to bangkok soon. Hope everything will be fine after I come back from bangkok. I dun think I will buy anything back for those creatures. (snakes) But for sure, friends will definitely get presents from me. Alrite. Going to rest liao. gd nite everyone. Sweet dreams. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ya.. hope to see you soon. Heard from Yati you going malaysia on 13 Oct. Do beware and take extra precaution. Must becareful of your belongings.. Will bring back gifts for you from bangkok. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-1615762545324430422?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1615762545324430422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1615762545324430422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/10/stressed-up-with-work.html' title='Stressed Up with work'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-639676795398265309</id><published>2007-09-30T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T11:48:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bithday to Me</title><content type='html'>This year's birthday was not very happy but belated birthday was enjoyable. Contracdict?? I meant, on the actual day itself, it was not very good day as I have to study for my mid-semester test the next day. Though I was on leave, I had to wake up early too.. Went to help Yee Ling to move house. Then after that, went for my driving. My first time going onto gear 3 and on main roads. Ohh... so happening. Quite scary though. After driving went for lunch and study time till night followed by dinner with buddy. That was how i spent my wonderful birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if her sister did not remind her or trigger her, would she had msged me? Argh.. dun bother la. Suan le. Why bother over such small matters when there are bigger matters for you to worry about. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, I went to school for test. Hope I am able to pass my test. Pray hard... Then after test cum lesson, went to meet up with LSX gang. They include, Hui Ting, Hui San, Eadric, Roy, June, Rank, Benji, Zach, jOanne, Yun and Carol. We went to Settlers Cafe for a 2hr session of games cum dinner. Hoped you guys and gals had enjoyed yourself. I would like to thank everyone for your presents. Really love them. I will post the photos of the presents up when i get them. After settlers, we went to party world @ shenton way. We sang till 2.30am. I would said I really enjoyed myself yesterday. Thank you everyone once again for your company and gifts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the gifts, I would like to thank everyone for your birthday greetings thru verbal, SMS, MSN, Friendster comments and Email.. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-639676795398265309?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/639676795398265309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/639676795398265309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-bithday-to-me.html' title='Happy Bithday to Me'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3693361404787238875</id><published>2007-09-22T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:56:14.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday had my mid-semester test in the evening. The test was still okay. Hopefully, the results will be out soon. Think I am able to pass bah. After the test, met up with the gang for dinner at Tao's. Just opposite my school. Wahaha... its a 7-course dinner which costs abt $30+/pax. the food still not bad. The service I would say is good. Especially Gregory, the waiter at the restaurant. He is very friendly and chatty. I vote for his good service if there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise for Janet as well. It was her birthday on thursday. So we celebrated a belated for her. We bought a slice of cake for her which she wasn't aware of. Hope she enjoyed the day. After the dinner, we walked to mohamed sultan then walked to clarke quay. Then settled down at Liang Court McDonald. Coincidentally, Zhiwei, Jia Ming, Yong Tian and Hee Ling also came to the McDonald. So Qiao rite. We chatted till around 330am when Angeline is too tired to continue to talk. Haha.. Arrive home at 4am. And this girl made me worried. Asked her to msg me when she reach home but she did not. I msged her she also never reply. Then i really worried so I called her. She said she was about to msg me. I was relieve after tat confirmation and went to sleep. Photos will be up soon. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112912265882241058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS2nc-mCCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZgNT0fogTmE/s320/CIMG1402.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dish One(a) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112912794163218482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS3GM-mCDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rtgqT2tvwoU/s320/CIMG1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dish One(b)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112913292379424834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS3jM-mCEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k7uxVy5PvIM/s320/CIMG1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dish Two&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112913812070467666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS4Bc-mCFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/v-1Oa8a6gI4/s320/CIMG1412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dish Three&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112914490675300450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS4o8-mCGI/AAAAAAAAABE/OUwPUeJHhec/s320/CIMG1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dish Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112915083380787314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS5Lc-mCHI/AAAAAAAAABM/hSOaCoT00ZE/s320/CIMG1419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dish Five&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112915959554115714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS5-c-mCII/AAAAAAAAABU/4O9HtJfBYC0/s320/CIMG1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dish Six&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112916535079733394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS6f8-mCJI/AAAAAAAAABc/M_mTiOVMlOc/s320/CIMG1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dish Seven&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112918519354624162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS8Tc-mCKI/AAAAAAAAABk/hTpZDxDp71o/s320/CIMG1408.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Gang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3693361404787238875?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3693361404787238875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3693361404787238875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/gathering-2.html' title='Gathering 2'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RvS2nc-mCCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZgNT0fogTmE/s72-c/CIMG1402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-1751176766351381859</id><published>2007-09-15T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:27:02.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blur Friday</title><content type='html'>Continue from previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1. Movie Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up and had dinner before the show started. Then in the cinema, she told me that she had actually watched the show the day before. I was like quite shocked when she told me that. What could it mean? She really like the show, or she just wana watched it with me or she dun wanna break the promise. Dunno. Dun wanna think too much into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2. Mooncake Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I msged her and asked if she would be home around 9pm+. She said yes. Then I told her I will go over to give her the mooncake for her family to eat. She asked if I purposely went to buy it for her. I said no. Then she said dun want. really dun want. I insisted to give it to her sister and dad to eat. Then her sister replied me instead of her. So weird. Her sister then asked if the mooncake is suitable for vegetarian. I said yes. Then She asked if i purposely buy for her again. Alamak.. they really are sisters. cannot deny. So in the evening, i met her sister up and past to her the mooncake. Then she brought down a packet of buns. Her sister said SP ordered me to take one. So I just took one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----End of Story----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak. I was damn suay yesterday. In the morning, I wore a watch with no battery power. The watch had stopped. Damn it. So I am getting unlucky since morning. In the afternoon, nothing much happened. Work was fine till 6pm. I walked out of the office. After walking downhill, I realised I forgotten to wash my cup of tea and also left my hp charger in office. So i asked Sarah to get my charger for me. Things are getting worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was supposed to go to the HSBC Silver Screen night together with my office colleagues. It was a coporate event. Then because I missed my tuesday lesson so I went for the 2nd class which is on friday. But god damn it. There isn't any class this week for this module. It was my fault for not checking the timetable. So blur. Haiz.. worst thing is I went to purchase my dinner from Mcd. This made me more mad. So I decided to go for the HSBC silver screen night. It was held at powerhouse @ St James Powerhouse. I managed to sneaked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as you know, these events will always have a emcee and would play some games . I was standing in front of the dance floor where the emcee was standing there hosting. I was really suay. Before that, he was looking for people whose ic had the nos. 8 in it. Sarah and I both had so we stepped forward but was a little slow. Then after the no game, he is picking guys out to play games. I was standing so front that I was kena sabohed. Been pulled by him. Damn it. Then after that, two other guys was picked. Btw, emcee was daniel ong from 987fm. Then he asked what is the criteria for you to choose a girlfriend. I was the first one to be asked. I was stunned and slow in reaction. I did not answer so he moved to the next person. I was really slow in reaction. when he came back to me, i just anyhow said, good eyesight which was the criteria when he chose me. Argh.. So lost for words. Then a lady was choosen from the crowd. The lady was from beijing. Then after that we were asked to mix a cocktail drink for the lady. She said she like soft drinks. The other two guys mixed a orange vodka and cranberry with vodka while i mixed coke with tequila. We were asked to name our drinks. Again, I was lost for words. I came out with a lame name. Sweet Drink. The girl was asked to choose one drink from the three of us. The girl chose my drink as it was purely soft drink with a tinge of tequila. hahaha.. Wat a lame game. And in the end, we were given a gift. Its a pen. End of the lame game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event ended, Sarah and I left together and went to vivo to walk walk. And went to the outdoor there to sit and chit chat. We talked till 2am. hmm... talked alot and discussed alot about work, life, friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-1751176766351381859?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1751176766351381859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/1751176766351381859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/blur-friday.html' title='Blur Friday'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8521547139148667949</id><published>2007-09-12T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:11:55.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st driving lesson.</title><content type='html'>Today is my first time controlling a moving vehicle. Its so cool. Its quite fun but it really need a lot of hand leg coordination. Its so cool. The first lesson was really a waste of time. Firstly, met up at 730pm. Took 10mins to reach destination. Then another 20mins on playing with the gear in stationary mode. And finally, start the engine and step on the accelerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove around the area for about four to five rounds then stop le. Its quite hard to gauge if the car is too near to the kerb. Now I understand le. Its quite fun. Hopefully, I would get a hand of it in the next few lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I bought mooncake from Goodwood Park. I find tat Goodwood Park staffs are really blur. They had given me an additional box. They are really so blur. I had collected my box after my lunch. But at 5.30pm, recep called up and said I had not collected. So i went down to collect. Hahaha.. I was hestitating whether to tell them the truth. I was in an ethical dilema. In the end, i still collected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gave away the free mooncake to yp and sp. Long story. Lazy to type now. Going to sleep soon. I will update on the  movie and mooncake story tmr. Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8521547139148667949?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8521547139148667949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8521547139148667949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-driving-lesson.html' title='1st driving lesson.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5639836045354502290</id><published>2007-09-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:56:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprises</title><content type='html'>Definition of Surprise is as follow.&lt;br /&gt;sur·prise &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;to strike or occur to with a sudden feeling of wonder or astonishment, as through unexpectedness: Her beauty surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;to come upon or discover suddenly and unexpectedly: We surprised the children raiding the cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;to make an unexpected assault on (an unprepared army, fort, person, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;to elicit or bring out suddenly and without warning: to surprise the facts from the witness.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;to lead or bring unawares, as into doing something not intended: to surprise a witness into telling the truth. –noun&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;an act or instance of surprising or being surprised.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;something that surprises someone; a completely unexpected occurrence, appearance, or statement: His announcement was a surprise to all.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;an assault, as on an army or a fort, made without warning.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;a coming upon unexpectedly; detecting in the act; taking unawares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/surprise"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/surprise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would one be able to perform this act ? Hopefully my act tmr would be a surprise to her. More updates tmr. Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5639836045354502290?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5639836045354502290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5639836045354502290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/surprises.html' title='Surprises'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-9078852818972407668</id><published>2007-09-05T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:12:56.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna kill JANET YEO !!!</title><content type='html'>Janet Yeo, if you are reading this... you should feel apologetic. All because of you, my 1st lesson had become so memorable. Thanks ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is supposedly to be my first driving lesson. I had been looking forward to this day and all thanks to Janet Yeo, the day is gone. VANISHED. It all happened yesterday. Guys out there please listen carefully. Do not let your girl friends see your wallet. And if they do, make sure they return you everything inside. Janet Yeo took my PDL and did not return me. And because of this, my 1st lesson became empty. I am so angry. Heat boiling up inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next lesson, next Wednesday/Thursday. Hopefully, nothing goes wrong then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the instructor strike 4D and his mood was good. If not, sure kena chao by him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-9078852818972407668?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/9078852818972407668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/9078852818972407668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wanna-kill-janet-yeo.html' title='I wanna kill JANET YEO !!!'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3854954258371357695</id><published>2007-09-02T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T18:14:57.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. time files ah.. going to year end soon. Without knowing, I had been in MediaCorp for 4months. 4 Freaking months. Looking forward to Chua's return to office. 3 more weeks and she would be back. But wouldn't know how long more she would stay before she retire. I feel that they shouldn't ask her about her plans. Its like asking her to retire early so that Ken could replace her headcount if not he will have to leave after contract ends. My goodness.. Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, office is really getting more n more messy. Politics.. One temp staff couldn't take the stress from her superior and finally threw her letter. Wondering how long more the new girl would stay. Hahaha.... If I was her, I would had resigned long ago liao lor.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really people who are good actors and actresses. Simply just cannot stand the way they act. Hypocrites. Human beings are really weird creatures. Dun understand human's behaviour. One can be nice to you and talk bad behind you. There are so many such people around.. Therefore trust no one except yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with the gang from MediaCorp on friday after work. They are really nice people to be with. Nice and fun people. Also found out many things from them. Hahaha.. We shall have more of such outings after work.. Thanks Sarah for organising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I'm still waiting for your reply. Thats all for the week. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3854954258371357695?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3854954258371357695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3854954258371357695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/09/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-646639492197438487</id><published>2007-08-26T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:04:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I silly?</title><content type='html'>Last week was a easy week. Not much work at office. Nothing much to do as uncle tan did not gave me anything. Which means the following week, I am going to be dead. Seriously in trouble. Its the month end again. ARGH !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there is a new colleague in office. His name is Ken. He is a experienced accounts person but I think he is very weird for his age. Hmm... firstly. He is very enthu about artiste and stars. He is also very daring. On his first day, he already asking about all the studios and theatre and stuffs. I was so amazed that he asked about all these on his first day. Maybe he is a experienced worker and thats why he is so daring bah.. I did not asked about all these. It was Sarah who was curious and asked me along though I am curious too but I do not show it out. Sarah if you are reading.. I'm a MAN okie.. hahahahaha..... Insider joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a long day. Had intensive seminar at school and went to Yun's 21st birthday chalet. I was so tired but yet went to play mahjong with wei ling at my bro's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early afternoon, I met up with Su Mei and got her to pass a post card to her sister on my behalf. It was the ratatouliee post card. On the post card, it wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna watch this movie?&lt;br /&gt;Let's fix a date and watch it together ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply from her about the message was: Silly. I do not understand why I am silly. My god. Its really so hard please her. ARghhHH.. its a mental torture. Dear girl, How would you be touched? What do I need to do to touch you? Please help me.. God, please help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-646639492197438487?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/646639492197438487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/646639492197438487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/08/am-i-silly.html' title='Am I silly?'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-6862971454404606129</id><published>2007-08-19T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:39:18.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archiving in office.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a tiring day in office. Went to work in the morning at 8.30am. Sarah gave me lift to work. She stole her "kor kor" car. Worked till 6pm. So unflexible. Must untill 6pm zhun zhun then can go. So stupid.. arghh.. Was doing packing of old documents and send to dungeon(store) to keep for freaking 7 years before destroying. Some stupid law by dunno who. There is going to be another one in year end. my goodness. this is madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went to watch fireworks with Yee Ling at the Marina Bay Floating Platform. I managed to get two tickets from the 8-days lucky draw. Hehe.. I called Su Ping to attend with me but she wasn't free on that day. Then I asked jO then she say she not interested to RnB with crowds. So I thinking of who watched fireworks with me before. And Yee Ling and Yvonne came into picture. Haha.. so i decided to text her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, went to watch 881 with my family. It was damn hilarious. The show is very nice!!! Thumbs up for Royston . There is friendship, relationship, kinship and all the ships lah.. haha.. All hokkien show lovers must go watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-6862971454404606129?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/6862971454404606129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/6862971454404606129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/08/archiving-in-office.html' title='Archiving in office.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-2756265915647820581</id><published>2007-08-12T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T13:42:03.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying becomes Shopping</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, met up with jO for lunch. Thanks for the company. I actually asked su ping for lunch, but she did not reply me till after jO agreed to meet me. Anyway, she was meeting her dad for lunch so she did not meet me. Wanted to eat at the coffeeshop actually, but the troublesome food picker wanted to eat KFC so ended up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, my plan was to study at the library. The library was super packed when I went. It was a saturday and everyone is studying.. Think some uni are having exams. So I did stayed there and wanted to go to McDonalds to study.. But thinking that place would be noisy as well. So my second plan was to go to Bukit Merah library as I will be heading to my auntie house for dinner. I walked to AMK Hub to get to the train station. Walking past G2000, I saw the further reduction sale. I was tempted with the offer. I walked in without any holding back.. I picked up two pair of pants to try on. It was fitting and nice. After fitting them on, I looked around for shirts but the shirts dun have my size.. Therefore, I looked for pants again. Saw this grey pants and was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I was hestitating whether to get the grey or blue pants. Though the blue pants was easy to match with shirt, but it is boring. So I decided to add new colours to my wardrobe with a grey pants. Hmm.. this would give me reason to get new shirt to match my new pants. Hahahaa... In the end, i did not study as time was wasted on shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, something serious to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my face is very bad. Pimples popping up everywhere. Its a bad sign. There is going to be scar.. Any remedies ?? help !!! its getting bad. my goodness. Anyone have any effective pimple cream to introduce? I really need it. I want my face back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-2756265915647820581?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2756265915647820581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/2756265915647820581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/08/studying-becomes-shopping.html' title='Studying becomes Shopping'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-5824406841200065862</id><published>2007-08-10T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:22:07.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Month End Closing... 1st 5 working days of the month.</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. been busy the last week. It was the closing period. I beginning to hate month end closing which is actually the beginning of the month. Its really stressed up during this period. I hate it so much.. I was really pissed off with work. So forgive me for being so rude or fierce during these period. Its really tiring. I had been working OT everyday till 8 - 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working OT with no extra pay and with an empty stomach.. Who would be feeling great about it? I guess no one would. This was the reason why I felt like changing job last week. Plus some more someone asked if I want to go over to her office. It really tempted me but I guess it was due to my unhappiness during the closing that let me had such thinking. The feeling was so terrible. Every morning waking up early and sleeping late. So stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, at least its better le. Everything flowing back to normal. But still there is still a trauma of the closing in my mind. Argh... I hope everything would be back to normal just like when I just joined. It was so much peaceful. Pls pray hard for me that everything to go back to normal. If not I would have difficulty coping with my studies and tests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons had started and this means that I would have lesser time to spend with you, my dear. I would try to find time out for you, friends and family. Anyway, I am still waiting for your reply for my 2nd letter. Hope you could get back to me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-5824406841200065862?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5824406841200065862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/5824406841200065862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/08/updates.html' title='I Hate Month End Closing... 1st 5 working days of the month.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-82186385437935325</id><published>2007-07-28T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T00:20:40.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27.07.07</title><content type='html'>On the 27/07/07 , I met up with her for dinner. Though it was a short dinner but a happy and enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I went to amk hub together with Sarah(my office hour gf) haha.. She wanted to see how she looked like and she also wanted to buy dinner. We arrived at amk hub 30mins earlier then intended time. We went to minitoons to get for her the happy family. Eeyore and Tigger. But due to my finance situation, I only bought the Eeyore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone rang and she had arrived and is waiting for me outside the foodcourt. I paid for the Eeyore and went up to meet her up. I did not notice how she looked when she saw Sarah. But they introduced each other and shook hands. Sarah is very friendly girl. I told her Sarah is coming to ta bao for dinner. Su Ping asked Sarah to join us for dinner but she did not cos she knew how to zhuo ren ma. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked for a seat and settled down for dinner. We chatted while having our dinner. She mentioned about the letter that I sent to her. Her dad saw the letter and said your friend so rich ah $$ too much ah.. stay so near also post through mail. Haha.. I shared with her what happened to me last week and this week. In office and everything. I told her about me changing seat next to bosses. About my reservist. About work. Shared so much while having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back home. Walked home together. On the way home, I asked her to show me her ezlink card. She took it out obediently. Then I took out my gift for her. She was so delighted to see it. But she did not like the design of the card holder becos of the slots behind meant for the memory card. So I said next time no present for you liao le... Then she immediately changed her attitude and kept thanking me "Xie Xie Wei Dong". Kept repeating for i think more then 10 times. Not sure also. Haha.. Then I suggested to her, can put my photo in the slots mah. She said return the card holder to you. Haha... But anyway, she kept it into her bag and said go home then open. Hmm... i will give her the Eeyore bear the next time I meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end of the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally passed my final theory test today. 28.07.07. Yeah.. Next journey, practical lessons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-82186385437935325?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/82186385437935325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/82186385437935325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/07/270707.html' title='27.07.07'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8338752414586972457</id><published>2007-07-17T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T13:59:44.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness..</title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day for me. I would say its an unlucky day. First, printer down. Second, got shouted by a biatch for nothing. I am so ANGRY over this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Asst manager from AP, which is the other section of my department. I am from AR. She wanted this document from AR and it was done by me. So I looked for her. First of all, she told me to look for this BU A (business unit). I went to look for it and the document number given by her was definitely not for BU A. So I told her that its not possible as the document number had not reached so far. So she rechecked and then say its in BU B instead. She was so impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said this" I don't have the time to wait. I've lots of things to do." At this moment, my volcano almost erupt. Its like as if we dun have any things to do and our job is to help her find documents. DAmn it. That sentence really made an impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is going to shout at me again for the wrong infomation given.. I am not going to be kind to her either. So what she had a loud voice. My voice can be louder then hers. Alright.. back to work. Hope my second half of the day will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8338752414586972457?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8338752414586972457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8338752414586972457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/07/madness.html' title='Madness..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-384236253393265540</id><published>2007-06-30T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T08:28:11.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it means?</title><content type='html'>Time to update. Its been almost 4 weeks since i last updated. Work in office is getting along fine and familiarising the work flow. I have been in the office going to 2 months.  Already gt 2 colleagues resigned but both are not from my section. I love my section people alot. They are friendly and helpful. Next month, another one will be leaving. She is from my section. It will be so sad... She is the most cheerful person in our section. Because of her baby, she had to resign. 好伟大的妈妈。So if she resign, they will be considering to convert me and another contract staff to perm staff. Hurray!! hope they will convert us. Please pray for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to eat vegetarian buffet lunch at quality hotel. The food is nice and delicious. It was a treat from my 2 colleagues who got promoted recently. Both are from my section. Thank you so much for the lunch treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its since one month I had not met my dear girl. Yesterday, I met up with her for dinner and shopping for theresa's farewell gift. We went to marina square. It was such a enjoyable day. We had dinner at foodcourt. After dinner, we wasted no time and went to shop for the present. We were looking for the map of Marina Square around the Mall but it was hard to find. While finding, something cute happened. We walked past those bridal shops, one of the staff handed to her a brochure, another asked us to go into the shop to take a look while another staff approached us and asked if we are couple. Hahaha... it was so funny. Anyway, it wasn't the first time she encountered this but it was the first for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the presents, we walked around before going back. We took a bus back home. She slept in the bus ride while sharing her mp3 player with me. In the bus ride before she slept, she showed to me that she is using the pouch I made for her. I also discovered that she tied the little bear I gave her on V.Day to her handphone. Does this means anything or am I reading too much into it. Girls.. If you know the guys like you, would you use their gifts but dislike the guy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-384236253393265540?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/384236253393265540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/384236253393265540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-does-it-means.html' title='What does it means?'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3465424872710600787</id><published>2007-06-03T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:02:52.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to you my dear girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to you. I really hope that you like the birthday present that i gave to you. Sorry for not being able to pass to you personally. I was rushing with the present. The process of getting the present to her was so interesting. Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At around 7pm+ I knew I was not able to complete the present in time. So i msged her sister to check if she is with her outside. Indeed they are together. So I think they should not be home so early. Then around 9pm++, I msged her sister again to ask her to inform me when they reaching home. To my surprise, they are home already. Haha.. So i no choice, told her to inform me when she is slping. Then at around 10pm++ she is going to slp le.. So I no choice, but to send her a sms wishing her happy birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to complete the whole thing at 11pm+. Then I had no choice but to give to her sister the present instead. Then when i went up, her sister said: "Ni Hen Ke Ai leh..." Dunno what she meant. Anyway, hope she will be surprised when she sees the present tomorrow morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RmGiinlPBiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Rr1IYTdiAK4/s1600-h/DSC07289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071513371020297762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RmGiinlPBiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Rr1IYTdiAK4/s320/DSC07289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3465424872710600787?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3465424872710600787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3465424872710600787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-to-you-my-dear-girl.html' title='Happy Birthday to you my dear girl...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RmGiinlPBiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Rr1IYTdiAK4/s72-c/DSC07289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-4159600353737592738</id><published>2007-05-21T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:39:42.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me blog a little now. Last saturday night was so horrible. So scary.. Lets start from the morning. In the morning, went to mediacorp family carnival. There was nothing at all. Just went to drop in my lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the carnival, went to my facial appointment. The feeling was so painful when she was squeezing the pimples out. Everything was fine actually only for the squeezing part. I haTE tat part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the facial, went to meet up the heart broken gal. We went for dinner at clarke quay. After dinner, we went for some drinking session. We went to this pub opened by nancy's friend. The story begins. This heart broken gal was drunk. and she kept repeating the same old questions to me. I was so sian of repeating the answers. But i had to. After drinking for a few hours, we went back. I had to remain concious becos i had to send this little girl home. I took the taxi with a merlion therefore, i had to go back home and wash my jeans and bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGness.. luckily the merlion did not ate much for dinner. If  not the taxi would be flooded. Haha.. sorry uncle ah.. have to wash the taxi at 5am. Pity the next passenger who board the taxi. ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advise for girls out there. PLEASE DO NOT DRINK IF YOU DUN KNOW HOW TO DRINK. IF WANNA DRINK AND BE DRUNK, DRINK AT HOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-4159600353737592738?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/4159600353737592738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/4159600353737592738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-me-blog-little-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7768782340284660064</id><published>2007-05-15T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:23:05.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my blogger got error on page. Its been a long time that I had blog. I had changed my job from uoblife to mediacorp liao. The place rocks. Get to see stars everyday. Before I started work, went for a short trip to KL with my poly friends. Really enjoyed the trip and had a great shopping spree. I will update less often nowadays cos I am abit lazy to blog. Will try to update more regularly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7768782340284660064?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7768782340284660064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7768782340284660064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-my-blogger-got-error-on-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8548030891973809779</id><published>2007-04-17T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:42:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself and I Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Back in office today, I was so sleepy. Been dozing off quite a few times. I must not be dozing off tmr cos i need to finish up the things before my last day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the free ice cream at Ben &amp; Jerry. I must say the ice cream rocks. I went down to Cathay after work. Actually had second thoughts of nt going for it cos I was alone. Being alone was so pathetic. But I just walked towards Cathay in the end. I was so lonely.. but when i walked into the building, I saw a lady also enjoying her ice cream alone. So i plucked up the courage and queue up for my ice cream. Everyone in the queue is either a couple or with friends. This made me feel so lonely again. The queue is so long that from level 2 queue to level 3. Woot.. I was so lucky.. Cos the queue stopped about 10 people behind me. There was 6 flavours to choose from. Strawberry Cheesecake, Chocolate Fudge, Oat, cookies n cream, another two dunno what le. I chose Chocolate Fudge.. Cos chocolate makes one happy. Hehehe... I enjoyed eating my ice cream. Its such an enjoyment though I was alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054422730094608722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RiTqsYvzAVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H6GdXWnji94/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                    The end of Me, Myself and I Cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8548030891973809779?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8548030891973809779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8548030891973809779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-myself-and-i-cream.html' title='Me, Myself and I Cream'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u5lcsrD2y2A/RiTqsYvzAVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H6GdXWnji94/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3687854680745275454</id><published>2007-04-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:06:39.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Alright.. Let me update. First of all... I will be changing job in may. Its a new challenge for me again. I will be joining mediacorp on may 2. Hope its an interesting place to be without any irritating people around. I am looking forward for tat day to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else did I not update.. Oh ya.. I am going out of Singapore for the first time with my friends. So excited. I am looking forward to it too. I will be out of town from 28 - 30 April. Will be going to KL. There is so much to plan and research before booking the place. Coordination work is also very important. So sorry that there are communication problems. But lets make this trip a fun and enjoyable one. Okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole month seems very fast. Its so fast... Very fast exams will be here and need to study hard again.. :( Nothing much to update le. Gd nitez. Go slp liao. byex..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3687854680745275454?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3687854680745275454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3687854680745275454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/04/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8675429860347975705</id><published>2007-03-26T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:39:03.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates..</title><content type='html'>Alright.. new updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class had started and everyting is going fine for me. This time, there is no project for this module.. Yipee.. no more plagarism. Becos of plagarism.. I got zero for project.. I hated this system. Its so stupid. Especially this aussie lecturer. She simply S**KS. This time, I am determined to study hard for this module cos I do not wanna fail again.. I was so happy that I got my answers right for my tutorial. Hehe.. Its a sense of achievement. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently went back to MHA for an interview. The interview was so funny.. In the morning, went back HR to see see walk one round but many people still not in office yet... Expected it actually. Another suprise came along when I was waiting to go into the interview room. A pretty young girl came in and keep smiling at me. At first glance, she was familiar. Dunno who she was... Then think for awhile finally remembered who she is. She was Mr Lim's GF. KNS.. Snatch job opportunity with me.. hahahahaha.... Anyway, she look different from the other time when I saw her maybe because of he makeup bah..  I really hoped to get a perm job soon. I'm really so broke and owe lots of money to pple. Haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I finally discovered that her hp has the function of messaging. Go figure out yourself what this means. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8675429860347975705?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8675429860347975705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8675429860347975705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='Updates..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8643357432226913557</id><published>2007-03-18T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:10:04.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bodies</title><content type='html'>Simply dun understand why there are so many KPO pple around in the world. All these people just like to gossip around about people's problem. So what if they are going out together for a show.. Do you have to go around telling the whole office about it? Simply hate these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is I dun understand why good friends always need to know everything first. If they want to tell, they will tell de lor. Why must go ask them? Why do you need to be angry when you are not the first to know? Sometimes people just wanna keep in their heart cos they dun wanna tell anyone mah.. So why be angry when she never tell you? Why must be angry? Dun be angry over such a small trival matter. okie.. Please remain as friends forever. I really dun wish you to lose this friendship due to this courtship. Please bear this in mind.. You will be friends forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8643357432226913557?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8643357432226913557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8643357432226913557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/03/busy-bodies.html' title='Busy Bodies'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7342154268532392762</id><published>2007-03-14T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T07:23:00.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa's Musical Fountain Closure</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa's Musical fountain is closing on 26th March.. Do go catch its last show before it give way to the new IR. It is such a waste that the musical fountain is shifting. Wondering how the new location is like? Hope it is great place to be again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every old thing must give way for new things. Is that how the life cycle work? Why is it like this?? I really unhappy with this arrangement. I am a nostalgia person. I prefer the old then the new... But we still have to get use to the new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7342154268532392762?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7342154268532392762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7342154268532392762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/03/sentosas-musical-fountain-closure.html' title='Sentosa&apos;s Musical Fountain Closure'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-8973200593888807614</id><published>2007-03-09T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T12:14:19.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Oh man.. I was sick for two days.. The feeling is so bad. Waking up at 2am to vomit was really a terrible thing to do. The feeling was really bad. Everything in the stomach was vomitted and just felt empty. Going back to bed and couldn't sleep well with the backache was even worst. I was feeling so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sickness was so coincident. I was scheduled for an interview appointment yesterday. I did not wanted to tell the people in office I was going for an interview so I had actually planned to tell them I'm sick. But now, it really came true. Damn it.. Not only did I missed my interview, I think stupid people in office also dun believe me. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally weak yesterday. Cannot even walk properly. Slept for the whole day without any meal and food. Only had a little porridge at night. Guess what.. I vomitted out the porridge too. I really felt so terrible and bad. Headache, backache, empty stomach... Really felt like an old man... Terrible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion for this entry is: &lt;strong&gt;Don't plan to be sick when you are not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-8973200593888807614?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8973200593888807614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/8973200593888807614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/03/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-7157669476081000368</id><published>2007-03-06T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:45:31.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake...</title><content type='html'>Omg.. This morning before lunch my goodness... The office shaken. It was so scary.. I was looking my monitor very seriously searching for errors in my receipt voucher. Suddenly, the monitor seems to be shaking.. I thought I was swifting my chair but i looked and "NO" I didn't. Then the second thing came to my mind was the building that is tearing down nearby. I thought it was the knocking of the building that caused the tremor.. Then I immediately turn on the radio to listen for updates.. I msged yutin and ah zhi too. Yutin also felt it.. So I predict it is an earthquake. Feeling anxious, i keep switching channel of the radio hoping to hear the latest news. After awhile, it was reported. Earthquake in indonesia. Then I looked out of the window, people from the opposite building all assemble down. It was really a scene. Suddenly, cecil street become orchard road. Haha.. Why our office never come down assemble. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the deejay from the radio station was asking listeners, what did you first think of when you felt the tremor? My answer to the question was.. Is PSA affected as well? Cos that place is very near to indonesia. Second, I thought of if AMK is affected as well?  I am so bad right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-7157669476081000368?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7157669476081000368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/7157669476081000368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/03/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-3693143110180548012</id><published>2007-03-04T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T12:34:57.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility</title><content type='html'>Firstly, let me apologise for the messed up codes of my blog. I am trying to rectify it. Most probably will change my address.. So for the meanwhile endure with my blog. Sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is responsibility to you? Is it very important. To me responsibility is very important. Whatever is tasked to you, you should try to get it done. If you are not able to do it, then you should at least inform the person whom tasked you the job that you could not do it. Do you agree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my exams, I went back to office. Loads of work is waiting for me. I am rushing thru all the work and it is very tiring. I am going to be crazy soon. Too stressed up already.. I am doing the past work and yet things are still piling up. I guess its very tedious to take leave for so long... especially when it is near end of month.. Everything is so packed. I am hating it. Guess I had to endure for another 2 months. Time flies very quickly.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-3693143110180548012?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3693143110180548012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/3693143110180548012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/03/responsibility.html' title='Responsibility'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-117154156579977879</id><published>2007-02-15T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:12:45.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Orite.. Its a day after V day. This year's V day will be a memorable one for me. ALright let me tell you what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a normal working day. Went to work as usual in the morning. After work, I decided to get her gift. This was because of the people that I see in the streets. Almost everyone is carrying a gift on their hands, this made me wanna get her a gift. So I went out to AMK Hub after dinner to look for a gift. I really did not know what to get for her. Its very hard to get a gift for her. I had actually wanted to get her Cars VCD.. but I dunno if she had bought it and that was the china import. She dun like those. So I did not bought it. I walked for two rounds up n down AMK but still do not know what to get for her. I tried calling pple for advice. ANd Yati was at AMK Hub so i met up with her. She was with her friend. We walked AMK hub together and looked around for suitable gifts for her. I really do not know what to get for her. So I got her two donuts as breakfast for the next morning. We looked at hair clips and actually wanted to get it but was thinking it may not suit her leh.. and also never see her wear such clips before. So i did not get it in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing the donuts, Yati and friend went back home while I went to her blk to finish up on the card. Haha.. My sixth sense was telling me that she might walk past.. But it was not her.. Instead it was her sister. Her sister walked past with her bf. I hid the card immediately when i see her coming. Haha.. So after that incident, I was so careful about pple walking past. So i took caution whenever someone walk past. Finally, I finished the card. So i msged her asking her what time she will reach home, telling her I have got something for her. But she did not reply to my msg. So after awhile, I decided to msg her again. Then she replied me this time. She say she missed my msg and is in going to bed le.. So i responded tellin her that I will go up and give it to her. I went up to her house and gave her the two donuts together with the card. Did not stayed long. After I left, she msged me. Thanks ur donut n gd nite. Happy Valentine's Day. At this point, I do not know if she had opened up the card and read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she knows my feelings for her, and I'm still waiting for her reply.. Lets all wait for the results show. In the meantime, what do you think I should do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-117154156579977879?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/117154156579977879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/117154156579977879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-117104164798454297</id><published>2007-02-10T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:20:48.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry..</title><content type='html'>I was very angry today in office for what happened in the morning. Let me tell you what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stupid bitch in office is so irritating. I finally flare up. This morning, she asked if I had any problems doing the receipt voucher so far.. then I told her only left with one which is the GIRO which I do not know how to do. Then she said, teach u liao still dunno. Then she say again but in a very rushing manner and not detailed teaching. So I was confused with the instructions she taught, so i decided to try out with the past month voucher as there is already an answer for me to try. I tried and tried but could not get the answer. I was getting frustrated... Nerve getting onto me.. Therefore, I gave up and went for lunch. After lunch, came back and I decided to ask another colleague how to do. She pushed me to that bitch saying ask her to teach u la.. she is doing this account de.. then bitch said" I tot I taught you in the morning liao" I rebuked and said " You teach bu san bu shi, how to understand" Immediately, she say " ah.. I do it" Again.. I got angry as she said in the morning, you must learn how to do it.. cannot always I do it for you. So I said you want me to learn then u teach me properly la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that saga, they gossip with Leo asking my age.. Please lah.. If you wanna say i am childish.. Look at your own self before toking about others. If you are not childish, you wun go ask about my age. Not to mention you are a married woman acting like a bitch... OMG... you better go back to your hometown and learn some etiquette before coming to our country... Only know how to bitch around in office. Nothing good about you. I think I will resign after my exams.. I can't stand it any longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-117104164798454297?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/117104164798454297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/117104164798454297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/02/angry.html' title='Angry..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-117037264992245345</id><published>2007-02-02T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T07:30:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated.</title><content type='html'>My brother wedding is finally over. Yeah... It was really really a very tedious process to get married. Haha.. All the planning process is very complicated. Everything must be planned properly so that there would not be any crop up. I would say my brother planning was not done properly. I think he is too gan cheong lah. Haha.. And plus he is also sometimes stupid. Haha.. Too bad the photos will only be ready in two weeks time. But here is the preview of the photos. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/1600/308127/DSC07263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/320/557948/DSC07263.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about myself.. I am so confused with her actions towards me and the things that Jeann told me through SMS. First let me tell you what Jeann told me. She told me tat the guy whom buy food for her everyday is chasing her and he does go out with her to shopping and movies often. But I do not know the often is how long lah.. But I am at a disadvantage because he gets to see him everyday while I only get to see her when she argees to come out with me. Though I live near her, so what? I dun get to see her everyday. Duh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with her yesterday to purchase a farewell gift for jeann. I met her up after work at her home again. We decided to purchase pen for her. We went to taka to take a look. We were fast in choosing the pen as there was not much variety which I expected. After buying the pen,, we went for dinner at the foodcourt. It was the first time that I had shared food with her. We ordered two bowls of noodles and each of us took half half of it. It was a very huge portion.. Almost cannot finish it. During the meal, I found out that she does not eat many things. Does not eat this, does not eat that... quite a fussy little girl. Haha.. Then I also tried to dig out info on her lunch. Indeed what jeann told me was true. He buy food for her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When going back, she mentioned about my pancake again. She said that it was really not nice and then I say, next time you cook give me eat lor... She say " I dunno how to cook leh.. I thought that day you say you would cook for me again." Upon hearing that, I am confused again.. Haiz.. Complicated ritez ? I also dunno how lah. She also told me about something on me. She says I am frickle-minded. So I told her that I would change. Then in the bus journey, I told her that I would go get a book and write down the things that she doesn't like to eat and dun eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't get the hint. Would any friend write down what you say and note it down on a book?? I dun think so right. Anyway, that should be all. Woman...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-117037264992245345?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/117037264992245345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/117037264992245345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/02/complicated.html' title='Complicated.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116948817021955408</id><published>2007-01-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:49:30.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more week...</title><content type='html'>One more week to the BIG DAY of my brother.. Its so exciting and tiring... Had been packing the house for so long and still so many things. Really dunno how manz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ytd I went to meet her to borrow from her CDs. This time round, she msged me first instead. Asked me to msg her when i reach. But I would be late cos I was cooking some pan cakes for her for breakfast. Hmm.. I would like to thank my mummy for making the batter before going to work. hehe.. When i told her I would be late, she told me not to rush if not later I will smell cos I was going to my brother house to help. Then she suggested meeting me in the evening... I was already on the way, so I told her to come down in two minutes time. I actually wanted to get her juice too but had not enuff cash so did not have it. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took the CDs from her, I passed her the pancakes and she asked me wat is the ingredient? Who cooked? I told her, I cooked it then she was joked with me by tryin to puke.. haha... Then I told her to let me know how was it after eating.. But waiting for so long, no msg came in. So i tried asking her, and guess wat? She haven eat yet after like 10 - 20 minutes and i asked her msg me after eatin lo. So I do not know if she eat or not cos she did not msg me again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to brother house to helped him open door for the catering food cos they had a religious ceremony at the house. Recieving their god to the new house like tat lah... After the ceremony ended, together we cleaned up the house and do some tidying up and deco. So tiring.. Haiyo.. Getting married is so tiring process... Must really plan well before getting married. I feel they are so disorganised. Haha... Nvm. Tired le.. shall end here. update again.. Byez..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116948817021955408?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116948817021955408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116948817021955408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-more-week.html' title='one more week...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116871073053729937</id><published>2007-01-14T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:52:10.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>This is the first post for the year and it gonna be long. Alot to talk about. First my 2007 resolution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go for my advance theory test and practical&lt;br /&gt;2. Get to know her more&lt;br /&gt;3. Get at least one Distinction&lt;br /&gt;4. Pass all my modules&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a full time job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I shall update of the recent happenings. I am posted to KINS for my reservist unit which I got to know from mdm Poon. Sian ah.. I passed my exams and cleared them. The stupid fellow in my house is getting married soon. Yesh... i am going to have the room to myself.. finally.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot stand him. He kept asking me to do this and do that.. which he can also do it.. BUT INSISTED that I do it.. what kind of brother is this.. so stupid right.. Lets not talk about the stupid fellow. He is just so irritating.. Just quarelled with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about my new job. Think I had not mention much about it. The workload is getting heavier.. and more stress but its easy task lah.. I just dun like the people there. They are just typical woman who likes to gossip in office. Simply cannot stand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the better side of woman. hahaha... Last Wednesday, i met her up for dinner. We were supposedly to meet up at Bishan but ended up in Woodlands. I waited for her at Bishan till 7.30pm so I decided to call her to check up on her. Then she said she is not done with her things at yew tee and asked if I would like to meet her up at yew tee instead. Then she suggested causeway point and asked if I want to go yew tee again. I told her I would wait for her at causeway point instead then. She arrive at woodlands at 845pm. We had dinner and chatted quite alot during dinner. She is very blurr. She actually had asked her sister to cook her dinner at home. Then she said she will go back and eat again. I teased her saying, " tell your sister you are with me and she will not scold her" but she did not reply to that. After dinner, we went back home. During the journey, we had alot to talked about too. I dunno why but the day was a great day for me. It was then that I found out what she was doing in yew tee and she was alone. That was the reason why she asked me to meet her there. Then I told her back, "you never told me you were alone, if not I would had gone down." She shooted me back saying, "you never ask." I was dumbfolded and admitted defeat. Dun understand why girls just like to beat around the bush. Its not only her lor.. Most of the girls does that. Dunno why. haiz.. always expect guys to understand whats in their mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to attend her concert at grassroots. And this is the first time, I bought flowers for anyone. She is the first lady whom I bought flowers for. The flowers are costly.. Anyway, after her performance, I passed to her the flowers and she was shocked and dumbfolded for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very confused by her actions now. Dunno what to say lehx. SHe is making me so confused and messy. What you guys reading this think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116871073053729937?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116871073053729937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116871073053729937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116703527035739213</id><published>2006-12-25T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T16:27:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas..</title><content type='html'>It was a great christmas this year. Enjoyed myself with my friends. Thank you everyone that made this christmas a great one. I had to thank all for the presents that they had given to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, met up with my poly classmates and we had a gift exchange. It was a fun day. We met up for ktv at kster in the afternoon. Went to holland V after KTV session. Met up with the rest who did not went for the KTV session. It was fun day with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I cooked agar agar for the pot luck party at suryanto's place. It was another day of fun and joy. The party was suppose to start at 7pm but everyone arrive only at close to 8pm. So we started our pot luck dinner. Let me list the food that we brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bee Hoon&lt;br /&gt;2. Curry Chicken&lt;br /&gt;3. Chicken Chop&lt;br /&gt;4. Prata&lt;br /&gt;5. Vegetarian mock meat with vegetable&lt;br /&gt;6. Kuek Kosui&lt;br /&gt;7. Agar Agar&lt;br /&gt;8. Brownie&lt;br /&gt;9. White Wine&lt;br /&gt;10. Tidbits&lt;br /&gt;11. Log Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hungry ?? ahaha.. we had our dinner and done some catching up as we had not met many friends for a long long time. After dinner, we played games. We played Win, Lose, or Draw followed by BINGO. The drawing game was fun. Haha.. Forfeit was given to the losing team. They had to eat this cruel mixture or leftover food and sing us a song. hahaha... it is so funny. Time passes very fast. As some people need to leave early, we conducted the gift exchange. Those who left behind continued to play game. Before the clock struck 12, we counted down and cheers with the white wine to the christmas followed by the log cake. Shortly, we left the room for Mcdonald at AMK Park. There, we chit chatted till ard 3plus and left for home. What a wonderfun christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though at times, I would be thinking of her, wondering why she did not attend our party. But it may be a blessing in disguise that she did not attend cos she may feel neglected. Anyway, I am pondering whether to give her the pressie today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos for your viewing pleaure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v409/blurry-doorbell/MOV00005.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116703527035739213?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116703527035739213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116703527035739213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116681168958458446</id><published>2006-12-23T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T02:41:29.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry X'mas</title><content type='html'>Ho Ho Ho... Merry x'mas.. Christmas is nearing.. I am so happy.. Its the season of giving. I wish all my readers a Merry Christmas and a Happy new year. On wednesday, went to bugis with von n greg to shop for christmas pressie. But my main objective was go to art friends. I purchased some art n craft thingy again. Next, went to the diamond tree to take photos. I really love this tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/1600/732510/DSC07204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/320/375536/DSC07204.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, went to meet up jO n kengey at PS for my 2nd round of shopping. Managed to get the gift for the gift exchange. Still lacking of one more gift. OMG.. I am going to crack my head real hard. jO n kengey gave me a present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/1600/373479/DSC07209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/320/691518/DSC07209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/1600/806635/DSC00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2321/110/320/80932/DSC00005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in office, I also got loads of present from my colleagues. Its so cool. First time, i get so much x'mas present in a day. hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116681168958458446?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116681168958458446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116681168958458446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry X&apos;mas'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116559980417102340</id><published>2006-12-09T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T01:43:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss HOME.</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. had worked for three weeks in the freaking company. I am so bored there. Its only 3 weeks and I hated the environment. It sucks totally. People there are not so friendly and out going. But they are helpful lah.. Sometimes, I really do not understand their way of teaching. Its just not teaching. Its just instructing. I am like a puppet. I know I am a freaking temp, but at least teach me truefully lah... then I can do things faster mah.. Like tat how to do things faster. You tell me lah.. One must understand how a thing work before he can do things fast mah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like say a swimmer. If he had not learn how to swim properly, how do u expect him to swim fast. He will drown eventually. Some people just take a long time to learn and doesn't mean they are not good. They require so much from me when they are paying so little to me. Wah lao.. bth sia.. I really wonder if I can survive for 6months. If i can leave within 3months, maybe I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I really miss HOME. Home Affairs. The place is really cosy and nice to be in although we are doing sai gang. I kinda regret man... never appreciate the place while working there. Human are just so cheap. Always never appreciate the kindness n greatness until they lost it. Even the aunties like Karen Yee at HOME are friendlier than the ladies now. They are simplier DAO. Haix... dun even ask me out for lunch when I am alone. HAiz.. utterly dissapointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is round the corner... I am thinking of doing something this christmas. I think I will follow Wendy's suggestion. Send some chocolate to her office as a surprise. If there is better suggestions, let me know by leaving a tag on my tagboard. Yeah.. hope to hear from you all... time 2 slp. Gd nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my first nite using and blogging with my new lappie. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116559980417102340?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116559980417102340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116559980417102340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-miss-home.html' title='I miss HOME.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116383168733794239</id><published>2006-11-18T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:34:47.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple n Pear Story</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. one more exam to go before next semester starts. I hope to score well for the next paper but I simply do not know how to start revision. The textbook is so difficult to understand. Its worst then strat mark textbook. OMG.. I am going to die. Haiz.. I will just anyhow POMP in the exam again le lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Got some updates to share. Hehe.. the other day, I was studying at her void deck and I needed a dictionary to check on some difficult words. I called my buddy but he wasn't at home. Therefore, I msged her to ask if i could borrow from her a dictionary. She replied me at 10pm when she reached home. Then she brought down the dictionary after her bath. Apart from the dictionary that she brought down, she came along with a pear on her hand. I was too stressed out at that time so did not talked to her but just thanked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was done with the dictionary and msged her telling her I could return her le. I thought she was not at home, so I asked her to get it from me when she came home. But i was wrong. She was at home becaused she skipped her orchestra practice. She came down to collect her dictionary. This time round, she came down with a packet of apple and pear cut into small bit sizes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you do such a thing to anyone else? I am thinking too much again le lah. Someone please slap me awake..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116383168733794239?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116383168733794239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116383168733794239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/11/apple-n-pear-story.html' title='Apple n Pear Story'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116356135677495351</id><published>2006-11-15T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:29:16.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's new path</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have ORDed from the Police Force. It had been a great 2 years and 2 months serving my national service. Seen many new things, learnt new things, made many new friends, made new buddies and many more. I had enjoyed it to the fullest. Thank you all whom had given me the above attributes. I am gonna miss them. Though sometimes, its frustrating there but its the fond memories that will be missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a new path, a new journey of my life. Life is short so we must make full use of it. We do not know when will god take us to paradise and meet him. Today, I just recieved a terrible news. One of my ex-colleague from bossini just passed away in his sleep. Life is so ironical. He is only 25. God bless him. He is so young and his life journey had ended. Therefore, I always tell myself, we do not know when our life will end. Always strive for the things we want fast. Move fast and get it fast. My new journey has just started and I will make sure I strive for my target fast. I had already used someone as my target. By earning the same amount as him/her at that age. She/He is my life target. In another 8 years, I make sure i could achieve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116356135677495351?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116356135677495351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116356135677495351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/11/lifes-new-path.html' title='Life&apos;s new path'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116234718041429757</id><published>2006-11-01T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:23:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Interview</title><content type='html'>This is the second interview of the year. I feel that the outcome of this interview is negative. It was not Philo who gave me the negative comments, instead it was SD. He kept persuading me to go for a career instead of a job. What he meant was, he was trying to psycho me to go for an accounting job and start a career then, instead of go for a irrelevant job... I told him that I was not competent in that field yet and would wish to gain more knowledge before going for accounting job. He has a high level of persuasion skill. Hahaha.. he spent almost 10 mins telling me about his family, telling me his past experience and even stories of regrets to psycho me to go for a relevant job. I was almost been psycho-ed by him. But I also have a high endurance and therefore pushed him away with all those persuasions. Hahahah.. I really hoped i did not fare badly in his interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, I went to meet hui ling for a show. We watch Oh in Ohio. Its terrible. Terrible show but funny. I also had a terrible dinner. Horrible, go look at the picture and guess wat it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/blurry-doorbell/DSC07159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/blurry-doorbell/DSC07159.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/blurry-doorbell/DSC07158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/blurry-doorbell/DSC07158.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am having a bad toothache. I am going to the dentist soon. Its killing me. I am so afraid to go dentist. So scare of the pain. Aghh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116234718041429757?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116234718041429757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116234718041429757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/11/2nd-interview.html' title='2nd Interview'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-116197071296559169</id><published>2006-10-28T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:38:33.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>Well, I shall update a little. Days seems to be ending very fast, time tickling even faster. With a blink of my eyes, I am gonna ORD soon. Which means i will be slacking at home doing nothing.. Omg.. help me please.. I do not know what to do.. I am looking for jobs. I do not know to look for wat type of jobs. Currently, I am looking at admin related jobs, accounts assistant and even IT jobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am being told to go for an interview on Monday at 10am. I really hope I could get into this job, but I know my chances of getting into it is quite slim. I guess its pretty slim. But I am not going to give up. I try to give my best into the interview. I will go prepare for it. Though my competitor is my friend, I will not give in to him.. Hehe... Do anyone of you have any lobang for jobs? Pls let me know. I really need one. I had applied for a few posts in vog, but no replies as yet. The status keeps on stating IN PROCESS. So how do I know if its really in process. Sometimes, I really hate it. Just let us know if we are not selected for the job instead of giving us a false hope thinking that I do still stand a chance. Ridiculous... Haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss MHA for sure... really really love the place so much.. wondering if there is any other vacancy for MSO other than IAD. The people in MHA are all so friendly and nice. Even though you do not know them, they will give you a smile. Thats how nice the people are in MHA. Though, i do not know how the private sector works, I guess its alot more different bah. Its hard to adapt to a different culture which you are so used to for close to two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a flu n block nose now.. gotta go slp le.. see ya in my next post. Maybe will update on my interview. See ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-116197071296559169?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116197071296559169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/116197071296559169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115979910593988636</id><published>2006-10-02T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:25:05.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>I would like to thanks everyone for their best wishes and greetings. It was a memorable birthday for me. I shall not say much about it cos its too much to say. Hehe.. :p Anwyay, thanks everyone for their time and effort and money. I enjoyed myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. wishy washy is really a hassle to me. Its a personality of me which cannot be just erased overnight. I tried to get rid of it before but it just come back to me just like a boomerang. Its very funny. Maybe I'm born with it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115979910593988636?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115979910593988636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115979910593988636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115910808954243867</id><published>2006-09-24T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:28:09.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMF Over.</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah.. IMF is finally over. It had been a great time in the IMF duties. Great friends I made. They are real great people. Fun people to be with. Enjoy the times we had together. Miss you guys and your jokes. Thanks to all for the help rendered. Hope we could have reservist again together. Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awarded with 5 1/2 days off for the IMF duties. Its shiok man.. After calculating with Mdm Poon, I had 22days of leave and off. Which means I will be away from office from 16 October. Hmm.. Dun miss me ah.. hahaha.. Haiz.. need to find job le. Sianz... Dunno what kind of jobs to look for. if you guys had any recommendations, please let me know. Or if your company is hiring, please let me know. I am willing to learn and take up this opportunity to join your company. I hate to go for interview. Its so stressful to go interview. Sianz lehx.. Must dress up swee swee, then put on tie and also answer all those questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss this nice place with all the nice people around. Its so nice. I miss the working environment, miss the people who are so nice to me. Shall not say le.. I will cry if I say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my birthday is coming soon le.. yeah.. but I am so sad. No one dated me instead I dated them. Where got such things one.. Your birthday, you find pple to go out with you. Should be pple find you mah.. Anyway.. its alright. Just hope there will be miracle next week. Hope pple would ask me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115910808954243867?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115910808954243867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115910808954243867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/09/imf-over.html' title='IMF Over.'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115807802184967708</id><published>2006-09-12T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:20:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been three weeks I last update my blog. Let me update a little. Three weeks... oh man.. which means I had not seen someone for three weeks. hahaha.. Recently many things had happened. So dissapointed that I could not go to JB the other day. All thanks to the IMF/world bank meeting. If not for the meeting, I could have gone in to JB. Haiz... maybe everythings fated bah.. Please organise another trip soon so I can go. Hee Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I am still thinking over what had happened it office the other day. I still feel that I am right although it may sound harsh. It is manners that you ask someone for permission before eating or taking his/her things. Its sort of rude to take people's things without asking. Do you agree? I repeat again, it is manners. Such ill-mannered child should think over their actions and repent. One person's manners is brought up by the teachings when young. Its the up bringing of the child. Every child's up bringing will determine what kind of adult he/she will become. If you had taught your kids manners well, they would grow up well mannered. Imagine you are a Mcdonalds having a meal. Then this young punk comes in and took away your seat which is occupied by your friend who is at the counter ordering food. Do you feel that he is rude or he is just ignorant? Is opening your mouth to ask a question so difficult? Wonder what has happened to the mannerism of the humans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got another story to tell. Wonder if this is a case of ignorant or deligence? It happened during duty yesterday. This fellow remove his belt together with his weapon and left in the room unattended. He went to the next room and took a cup of drink. What will happen if he goes back and find his weapon missing. Do you think that this is ignorant or deligence? Just wondering why are some people so irresponsible over their actions. Terrible people. Luckily nothing had gone missing, if not he will get everyone into deep shit. Why are there such irresponsible people around? Should we just kill all the irresponsible people. Haiz... terrible creatures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!!! gnissim reh yrev yldab. woh I hisw I nac ees reh rmt. ziah.... znais... das...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115807802184967708?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115807802184967708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115807802184967708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-three-weeks-i-last-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115605685515597646</id><published>2006-08-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T14:54:15.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure is the mother to success</title><content type='html'>Never update for quite a long time le... Hmm.. let me update a little for the week. Life in office had been very busy. Its been a long time I had not play game in office already. How I wish September is coming. cos by then Ivan Yeo's Exec will be in and hopefully I wun be so busy by then. This little boy in office is also making me so frustrated. Haiz... I really want to ORD soon. I cannot stand him anymore le lah. He is somehow irritating me with this and that little small things in office. Pek Cek ah... I really wish to ORD faster. By September, I will start to clear leave and off I go. I will not bother about office anymore. Hopefully Theresa will get the job and I will eat with her for lunch and yl can eat with the girls. Hehe.. See so nicely planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started and into the third week already. Projects are starting and everything is moving fast. I am also starting my personal project. I had bought the papers from spotlight yesterday. I will start doing it on monday and make sure it is done by September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been thinking recently about all the things that happened in the past. I have been such a failure.  Nothing seems to had succeeded. I think that something that had not been right in me. I feel tat its the confidence level of me. I am lacking the confidence in me. I am too timid towards the one everytime. I must be more daring bah. Maybe thats why I am such a failure bah. Okie. Watever. This is me. dun care le lah. Dun wish to talk about it le. Just hope for the best to happen in future bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115605685515597646?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115605685515597646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115605685515597646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/08/failure-is-mother-to-success.html' title='Failure is the mother to success'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115497238962386042</id><published>2006-08-08T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T01:39:50.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Monday...</title><content type='html'>Today was a extremely great day for. It was a normal working day and there is basically nothing to do back in office today. Except setting up the meeting room in the late afternoon. Sorry for leaving early and not helping with the keeping of the laptop. I owe you one. I was basically in library for about 1/2 the day. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet her up after work. Meet her orchard MRT station and we went to Takashimaya to shop for her friend birthday present. She wanted to get him a tee shirt or polo tee shirt. As we were walking towards takashimaya, she told me she had quitted her job in Roma's Kitchen. Haha.. finally... now she will start work in PSA together with Jeann as a receptionist. She described to me her friend in a very funny way. Haha.. she is so cute. After browsing around for a polo tee, she decided on one. But I was the one who helped her decide on the colour. I chose khaki colour cos it is easier to match. Then after that, we walked to cineleisure for the show. I told her cos M1 got free tickets (but its not free actually, its redeem using my sunperks points) thats why give them watch as I had to meet my friends. After she met up with yati, I parted and went to meet up with zach and roy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner and discussion on the LSX 4th aniversary thingy.. I was being arrowed by blizzard. Haha.. But its fine, I want to make it a happy thing for the LSX members. I make sure its gonna be fun. We finally decided on BBQ instead of a Day event at Sentosa becos of the many factors involved. So we went to search for a AXS machine to book the pits. Finally there is some movement, something done instead of waiting for him / her here n there. Hope its gonna be a success. Not long after that, the girls had finished their show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl called me and I went over to meet them at taka foodcourt while three of them continue discussion at coffeebean. When I reached taka, they were at cold storage buying cheezel cos the food court got no halal food so they decided to go back AMK for dinner. Went back to AMK and got another situation again. Haiz.. The coffeeshop's muslim store closed already. Alamak... So therefore, we only drink. Then after the drink, yuan pin met up with us. We went over to 7-11 to get instant cup noodle. And guess what now, there is no vegetarian instant cup noodle. Alamak.. So I came up with the idea of getting the vegetarian food from the coffeeshop and then yati will get the instant noodle. So YP and I went back to the coffeeshop and now guess what again. The vegetarian shop is closed. ALAMAK.. so hilarious. I quickly went to the other coffeshop with vegetarian food down the corner and finally managed to get her food. So dramatic. We walked back quickly to the void deck as I believe she was hungry. While they are having their late dinner, we had a chat. We chatted alot of stuffs. She just remained quiet and was very shy. her usual self lah.. Always shy towards group. We chatted till around 11pm+ and headed back home after that. Hehe.. I was so happy to be with her today. I am going to go watch lake house with her next monday. hehe.. Okie.. This week is a fast week cos there is going to be one holiday and one weekend camp so my week will end fast. hehe.. Enjoyed myself today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115497238962386042?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115497238962386042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115497238962386042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/08/great-monday.html' title='Great Monday...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115450909626516932</id><published>2006-08-02T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:58:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everythings wrong..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I am feeling so not okay recently. I think I need to brush up on my english. I really think my english sucks. Its attrocious. Looks like I need to read up more often rather than slacking around. I was tasked with the job of writing a submission for the fitness framework thingy. I copied from here and there and got the paper done. I was utterly annoyed. I send it to him and he return me a mail and 95% was changed. Whar is the point of me doing it? Oh my god.. I am complaining.. Why am i so full of complains? Haix... I need to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115450909626516932?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115450909626516932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115450909626516932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/08/everythings-wrong.html' title='Everythings wrong..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115387702091409389</id><published>2006-07-26T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:23:40.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Month</title><content type='html'>Oh.. its the start of the 7th lunar month. There is two 7th lunar month this year. Its gonna be very smoky and hazy.. Oh my... Sometimes I really wonder? whats in her mind manz.. Maybe I think too much liao lah.. Nevermind. Its just something in my mind that I want to write it out. Maybe I would feel better after writing it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are girls always so stubborn? Always never listen to our advise. I am so annoyed by this stubborn girl. This stubborn girl is none other than the sick girl mentioned below. She is sick and does not want to go see the doctor. Nevermind. Still want to eat all those fried stuffs, potato chips... OMGness... Girls.. Really raise white flag. So big liao still dunno how to take care of own health. If my future gf is like tat, I think we sure quarell over it. Girls are more matured in their thinking but not their behaviour. This is proven by the above scenario. Haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after sending home the sick girl from office, I was walklin along the pavement. When I was about to cross over the other pavement, I almost stepped onto joss sticks poked onto the edge of the pavement. Its so dangerous. Then I immediately though of sending a msg to her. So I sent her a sms asking her to be careful of the joss sticks while walking on pavements for this month. Knowing her pattern, she is so blur sure will careless de lor. I did not expect a reply from her as she never reply to such msges that I sent to her. The last time I send her this kinda of msg was asking her to drink more water as weather is very warm. She did not reply so I never expect any reply. She surprised me with a reply msg coming in a few seconds after I sent out the msg. I was delighted to see her msg. her reply was short but sweet. "o Ok..thanks u too b careful :p " First time I felt this kinda warmth from her msg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115387702091409389?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115387702091409389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115387702091409389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/07/7th-month.html' title='7th Month'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115366905169407391</id><published>2006-07-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:37:31.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Memories</title><content type='html'>I was back at my alma mater for the last speech day and also this would be the 2nd last time that I would return back to school. I think after the school is being tear down, I will not go back anymore. Cos there is no more memories for me. I really feel the good old days were back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around the school and to the most memorable places that we often hang out. Went to the secondary 1 - 4 classrooms to take a look. Then to the history room, AVA room, NPCC room, NPCC open table area, conference room, umbrella tables, and many many more places. How I wish that our classmates were around one more time going to classes after morning assembly and NPCC squadmates doing drills together at the parade square. Those were the days.. I missed the days. How I wish the clock could be turned back. Really missed the days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had suggested to Suryanto to organise a gathering for all ex-peircian to go back before the school tears down. I am also suggesting to theresa that we could get all our squadmates back to peirce for a night stay after the campfire. It would be good. The good old days would be restored back. Yipee... Can't wait for that day to come back. That day would be the greatest memories for us all. If you had missed some features of peirce, go visit my friendster. http://www.friendster.com/2624473&lt;br /&gt;I have all the photos that i took from the archive room. check it out now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115366905169407391?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115366905169407391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115366905169407391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-old-memories.html' title='Good Old Memories'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115267152586545852</id><published>2006-07-12T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T10:32:05.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FLUNK..</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I am very sad that I flunk two modules. Accounting and Finance. I really cannot believe it that I failed two modules. Its something I really studied hard for and ended up getting a F. What is this man. Its such a dissapointment. Totally dissapointed. Its really impossible that I can fail two. If I fail one I still can take it. But I failed two... Wat the fu*k... Its totally unbelievable. I am really sad. Really sad... I hope that I can get sub paper for my finance and pass it. If not I would have to study all over again. FU*k right .. I am losing my mind now. Totally cannot take it. Okie.. I feel like changing major but I want accountin. ARgh... very bothered. Very Vexed. Life Sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must there be always up and downs in life? Why cannot have only Ups in life ?You tell me why... Ah.... I hate myself. Why didn't I study harder. Why didn't I strive harder.. Why did I forget everything when I step into the exam room. I just hate myself.. Feel like going to somewhere to screm my head off... ARGH.................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115267152586545852?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115267152586545852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115267152586545852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-flunk.html' title='I FLUNK..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115173860828388976</id><published>2006-07-01T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T15:23:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not free !!!</title><content type='html'>Recently, i have been a little unlucky in love. I had not been able to date her out. she had been busy with work. Haiz.. I am really lousy.. Why? Is there any way to let her know that I really really wosh to be with her? Sincerity will touch one's heart. I think this sentence is not true. Had she been touched by all the actions that I had done for her? I know I am lousy in expressing myself. I really do not know how to express my feelings for her. &lt;br /&gt;I know she like to watch the cartoon movies. I tried to asked her out for the movie but she had not been free for it. Every time I wanted to date her, definitely something will arise. But I believe its true. She wun lie. I do not know really how to make her more appreciative of the things tat I had done. She said she lost her CD, I tried all means and I manage to find it for her. I had not done so much for any other girls. I really dunno what else I can do for her? I am going to complete the diary that I did halfway for her. I will complete it and give it to you on the day when we come out. which I do not know when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things had not been good not only for me... hmm... I dunno whether its appropriate to ask? But I think its out of concern bah.. If you are reading my blog, you should know who I am referring to. How are things between you two? I realised that u both are in bad terms ah? Had not been going together for lunch and also had not been talking to him too. Do take care... if you need help,dun hestitate to find me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115173860828388976?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115173860828388976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115173860828388976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/07/not-free.html' title='Not free !!!'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115116962323286789</id><published>2006-06-24T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:20:23.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>十三么</title><content type='html'>Been sick since tuesday... I had a very terrible and bad week. Finally its been a day when I am able to walk out properly.. Its the cough, flu, sore throat virus that caused me to have headache one wednesday, thursday and friday. I had taken three MCs for this week. Can you believe it ? This is the best record ever.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is finally the day out. Its a weekend and hopefully a start for a new me. Recovering from my silly illness. Hope it recover by tonight. Today, went to huikeng's place to play MJ again. This time, I won the three of them. Yeah.... Its such a beautiful game. I love today's game. haha.. This is also the first time I am on a 十三么. Thanks to Raymond and his "west wind" haha... My first time in my mahjong games. Yuhoo... its so amazing. I am left with 4 cards to complete. I did not believe it with my own eyes too.. Haha.. After that, I kept winning about 4 times of "5 dai" Which ended up in me winning $57 in total. hahahaha... SONG BO!!!! I learnt something today. Being late will bring good luck plus dun go to play mahjong without money. If not will lose even more. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time for my own yin yue ri ji. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we agreed to watch cars together on this thursday evening after work. I felt sick on tuesday, and i expect myself to recover by thursday. But I did not. On Wednesday, I had a very bad headache and I stayed at home to rest and sleep. I switched on my handphone and msged chee wee and lucas that i am not going to work. Never did I expect to recieve her msg. I was surprised. The msg read, Good morning Wei Dong sorry to tell u tmr i got meeting in e evening so won't b able 2 watch e movie already sorry. &lt;br /&gt;I replied something like this, Okie, Nvm, its alright. Anyway i am not feeling well. I am sick. Msg Sent. Expecting a reply of concern from her but there wasn't any. such a dissapointment. Even if its normal friend, tell you he is sick, you will also reply. Do take care. but there is not a single reply from her. I tot I could have magical medicine but there wasn't. Haiz.. It made me even worst. made me really more sick. maybe that is why I am down again on friday. I really dunno what to say. I really wonder what is she thinking. I really tired sometimes. Everytime, when you all ask if I am going to give up on her. I really felt but did not want to as I really dun want to lose even before striking. Its like a football match. If you never go for the ball, do not expect the ball to roll to you. If you have the ball, do not expect to hold it for long if you dun dribble it well. Even if you managed to dribble it pass defenders, you must manage to score. &lt;br /&gt;You must chase for the girl, and do not expect the girl to come to you. If you had the girl, do not expect to hold on to you with showing her around. If you managed to show her around, you must win her heart. So isn't it tough for a one man to play a eleven man game... Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115116962323286789?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115116962323286789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115116962323286789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='十三么'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-115026739784244577</id><published>2006-06-14T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:43:17.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear...</title><content type='html'>I am having a strong fear that I might not be able to make to it for the previous two papers that I had taken. If I were to fail, then I would have to repeat the modules. Oh GOD .. I do not wish to have a transcript that has REDS on it.. I am very afraid. I must work hard for the last paper.. At least let me have one paper that I can have confident after the exams. Anyway, I am quite glad exams are coming to an end. I had not been resting well and missed my friends. Had not been going out with them for like one whole month. It bad.. Haiz.. I really wish to go out with them. Whether watch soccer or for a movie or even a sit down coffee session. I really wish to come out for a breather. I am getting sick. After my exams on Saturday, I will be going out for fun... I am going to relieve myself. YEah !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-115026739784244577?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115026739784244577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/115026739784244577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/06/fear.html' title='Fear...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114961081004824032</id><published>2006-06-06T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:20:10.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Study Study</title><content type='html'>Okie.. This week is my study week. Hmm.. very tired.. Looking like a zombie right now. so tired. Three modules and I am still struggling. luckily my three modules are all different dates. heng ah.. Am going back to office to study tmr. Cos I can't find any other place to study. I can't study at home cos I will end up MSNing.. Foruming.. Surfing... haiz.. no self discipline. Terrible right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went back to ngee ann to study again. Saw my  FYP lecturer again. Always go back see him there de lehx.. Then always ask the same things. haha.. I shall try to shun away from him next time. Haha.. Met up jO for lunch before her test. After lunch, went to the library to study. At the library, I thought the highest level would be quiet. But its not what i thought it would be. It turned out to be noisy. There is this one group of people toking like no one's business. irritated. I put on my radio receiever and ignore them. then suddenly, one lady in front of me went up to them told them to keep quiet. I admire her.. POWER... Then shortly after they left. PEACE.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I was doing a powerpoint presentation on the song a shoulder to cry on. I tot of giving it to her on her bdae as a gift but I could not finish it on time. I actually did one liao. But its the song and the words document separated. Then ah zhi say do powerpoint better.. so he tried to a prototype for me. I went back home and tried it to figure it out. Managed to figure it out and went on to do it. Couldn't finish it cos its already 1am when i figure it out. So tired... I think its going to be a effort wasted cos I am not going to give it to her already. Its too late to give her after my exams. Cos maybe by then, she would have gotten over it and by giving her this, would remind her of the sad events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114961081004824032?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114961081004824032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114961081004824032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/06/study-study-study.html' title='Study Study Study'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114846537696102110</id><published>2006-05-24T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:09:36.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Sad...</title><content type='html'>Oh this is so depressing. Have you all ever wonder why is it so unfair? Why do everything have a lifespan? I hate it this way.. Its so depressing.. one after another.. Although I am smiling, laughing, joking and playing around but inside me I am very sad. I always think what happens when someone leave us? Where will they go to? Its very sad. Till now, although my grandma have left for close to three years, I am stil thinking of her whenever I go to my aunt house. I would even dream of her in my dream. Imagine, she is grandma only.. I dunno what will happen if its sommeone closer. I think I will definitely not able to take it. I am so sad for her and her family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know to console her when i see her later. I myself could not take it that its so sudden, how could she and her family. But I will be there to help you no matter what happen. I am more than willing to lend you a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on. I will be good to cry it out rather than putting it in your heart. You have to be strong. Your sister and dad still needs you. You still have us friends out there to support you. Just let us know if you need any help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things are all coming towards me.. I failed my mid semester test for my accounting and finance module. I am going to die... I have to study hard for the coming exams le.. No more playing a fool. I still need to finish up my marketing project which is left hanging... I promise myself I will strive for a credit for both finance n accounting module. Its a vow I made to myself. Trust me.. I will do it. If you guys see me feeling stress... pls dun bother me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114846537696102110?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114846537696102110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114846537696102110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/05/sad-sad.html' title='Sad Sad...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114743107225128208</id><published>2006-05-12T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T18:51:12.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Alright.. Her mother is out of hospital liao.. Hmm.. hope she is getting better bah... This was really very drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I msged her asking for her mum's ward and bed no. as her mum is in the hospital for quite long. I was surprised that she actually gave me her ward and bed no. cos the other time last year, she did not want to gave me. So i told her I would go down and visit on Wednesday as I was having lessons on monday and tuesday. So bo pian... So on Wednesday, I went to get some fruits for her mum to go visit her after work. So after work, I msged her to ask her what time she going so can meet her and go up together. Guess what.... She replied me and told me that her mum is discharged in the morning.. Haha... I dunno is happy or what. haha.. I was happy that her mum is discharge in fact. But in my heart dissappointed as she did not tell me earlier. But I dun blame her cos she might be too busy and stress lah.. Hope you take care of yourself... Dun stress too much. Also wish her mum get well soon too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114743107225128208?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114743107225128208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114743107225128208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114697265431274295</id><published>2006-05-07T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:30:54.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First General Elections</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first time I went for a general election. Kinda excited. Hmm.. Its quite a interesting thing. HEhe... Went at around 12pm with my parents. First we had to queue up, then upon reaching.. Proceed to the table, then they check your name.. after that next table. This person will tear out the voting slip. Before handing the slip over, he would shout out my name and serial number. Then he also wrote the serial number on the slip. I dunno why it is necessary to write the number on the slip. Isn't it suppose to be a secret. Haha.. I doubt so. Anyway.. after getting the slip, went to the corner to cross the party to vote for... Lighting or hammer.. Haha... Hmm.. then finish crossing liao, put into the box and leave. Its just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, yuan pin msged me to tell me that xian jun's grandma just passed away. OMG.. I was like OH... No... Then the first thing I did was inform everybody. As it is always my job. haha... class monitor mah... :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, I went to SLS with yati to buy laptop for her sister. Hmm.. We went from level 6 - 4.. And walked for a quite long. There was this sales girl whom we saw at one of the shop. I was looking at the brochures and then suddenly the girl came up to me and say.. Are you from peirce? I was shocked.. Hmm.. who are you? you from peirce also mehz ? haha.. They asked me if I was 20 this year. I said 22. Then she said she also from peirce. I asked which year is she from. She then say 2000 sec1. Hmm 1987 batch.. I was like WOW... Am i really that famous in school ? Or was I so handsome ? hahahahahahaha..... Self console. I was like argh... dunno lah. Anyway I helped yati to choose a lappie. Its Acer. 1998 with three years warranty. Duo core processor too. hmm... Hope its a good one. I also very gian to buy one after looking at all the cheap prices. Hmm.. must save up to get a laptop. Anyone willing to sponser me? haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114697265431274295?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114697265431274295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114697265431274295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-general-elections_07.html' title='First General Elections'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114697265190261719</id><published>2006-05-07T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:30:51.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First General Elections</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first time I went for a general election. Kinda excited. Hmm.. Its quite a interesting thing. HEhe... Went at around 12pm with my parents. First we had to queue up, then upon reaching.. Proceed to the table, then they check your name.. after that next table. This person will tear out the voting slip. Before handing the slip over, he would shout out my name and serial number. Then he also wrote the serial number on the slip. I dunno why it is necessary to write the number on the slip. Isn't it suppose to be a secret. Haha.. I doubt so. Anyway.. after getting the slip, went to the corner to cross the party to vote for... Lighting or hammer.. Haha... Hmm.. then finish crossing liao, put into the box and leave. Its just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, yuan pin msged me to tell me that xian jun's grandma just passed away. OMG.. I was like OH... No... Then the first thing I did was inform everybody. As it is always my job. haha... class monitor mah... :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, I went to SLS with yati to buy laptop for her sister. Hmm.. We went from level 6 - 4.. And walked for a quite long. There was this sales girl whom we saw at one of the shop. I was looking at the brochures and then suddenly the girl came up to me and say.. Are you from peirce? I was shocked.. Hmm.. who are you? you from peirce also mehz ? haha.. They asked me if I was 20 this year. I said 22. Then she said she also from peirce. I asked which year is she from. She then say 2000 sec1. Hmm 1987 batch.. I was like WOW... Am i really that famous in school ? Or was I so handsome ? hahahahahahaha..... Self console. I was like argh... dunno lah. Anyway I helped yati to choose a lappie. Its Acer. 1998 with three years warranty. Duo core processor too. hmm... Hope its a good one. I also very gian to buy one after looking at all the cheap prices. Hmm.. must save up to get a laptop. Anyone willing to sponser me? haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114697265190261719?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114697265190261719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114697265190261719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-general-elections.html' title='First General Elections'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114607056769291029</id><published>2006-04-27T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:56:07.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take care girl..</title><content type='html'>Firstly, Ms Foh if you are reading it right now.. I can tell you your wish came true. I can stay back with you liao lor.. CAN HELP YOU DO FILING... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... girl do take care of yourself dun tire yourself too much. Must take care of yourself too. I will be there for you if you need help. Please let me know if you need help... Dun worry too much... Your mum will be alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Happy Birthday Yee Ling.. Not getting any younger.. so dun so choosy liao.. haha... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a drama at S11 AMK (the one next to jubilee) just now.. Everything goes like this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is two old man drinking beer together. Then suddenly, old man no.1 stood up and wack two beer bottle together and the bottle break. Bits of glasses flew to the table next to it. There was this AH BENG at the table. I think the bits of glasses kena his GF. AH BENG angry stood up and scold old man no.1. They started shooting vulgarities at each other.. Old man no.2 buay lun.. stood up and shoot back at AH BENG.. Quarell till very jialat.. All people in the surrounding SIAM AH..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH BENG initiated a fight. Old Man no.2 picked up a bottle and break the bottle and wanted to fight with him. Then all the S11 staff came up and stop him. AH BENG still quarelling with him. Suddenly, Old man no.2 threw a bottle at him but never kena. AH BENG then picked up a chair and threw towards him and ran away.. Old man no.2 picked up a bottle can chase. When the old man no.2 came back, overheard him say he threw the bottle at him but never kena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So drama ritez... But sorry I do not have peekture to show. But its real... just sharing with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn interesting lor.. haha... what would you do if you are there.. run away or go up and tell them to stop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114607056769291029?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114607056769291029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114607056769291029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/04/take-care-girl.html' title='Take care girl..'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114584818064453247</id><published>2006-04-24T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T11:09:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner on Thursday...</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. alright.. I am going to meet her for dinner this comimng thursday. I Am so delighted or rather surprised that she would reply me with another date. The scenario is like this. I msged her last Wednesday... Asking her for dinner on the nitez itself.. As usual she did not reply me. Later in the night, she msged me and asked if i can make it on thursday instead.. I was surprised that she would give me a date. Anyway, I dunno what she is thinking lah.. I do not want to put in too much hope first lah.. It could be false hope in the end. So do not be too happy first. But I will put in effort. I am thinking where to go for dinner.. Hmm.. I am also thinking of bringing her to a movie show after that. But the timing of the shows does not match our timing. So if cannot get to watch ice age2, maybe we shall watch the new cartoon movie The Wild.. I will try to get the tickets b4 hand.. One thing that strucks me is what conversation can we chat about? Haiz... shun qi zhi ran bah... Wish me luck.. :) hopefully, it would be a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114584818064453247?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114584818064453247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114584818064453247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/04/dinner-on-thursday.html' title='Dinner on Thursday...'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114519467383779383</id><published>2006-04-16T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:37:54.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Tmr is the date for the the damn difficult test. Sianzation. I hope I can pass it. Just pass it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now saw Sherrie for the first time at AMK jubilee.. She was with andrew and two other girls. Hmm.. she is prettier than in photos. I mean it. Anyway nice seeing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114519467383779383?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114519467383779383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114519467383779383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/04/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114458225992499166</id><published>2006-04-09T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:31:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa outing</title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa with my NS friends. Actually its half of my friends and half of raymond's colleague. haha.. It was a great day out.. Had so much fun. We went to palawan beach and becos there is no proper toilet so went decided to go to Siloso beach. We settled down at a spot. None of us brought with us any ball. So we approached the guys at the other side as they have with them two balls. We played soccer for awhile and then proceeded to the sea.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pure coincidence. In the morning, when we were at Seah Im food centre, there is this two girls that walked passed us and our first reaction was "WOW... chio bu" haha.. then in sentosa at siloso beach, they were at the place that we settled down. Its so coincident.. hahaha.. They had a volley ball with them Hmm.. haha... After soaking in the sea, we came up and played volley ball. We borrowed the ball from the two girls to play. After playing for awhile, they decided to join us for the game. I dunno how to play volleyball.. till now my hand is so painful. haha.. the girls are pretty.. After the game, we had a rest, went to soak in the sea and after that decided to go back.. Then when going back time, we managed to get to see them at bus stop again. Haha.. They had went off earlier then us but we managed to get to see them again. haha.. its really pure coincidence lor.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff of the two girls. When we were at siloso, I was tinking of the times when we first went to sentosa together. We were at siloso beach too.. I really missed the time when we were there 2gether. I really hoped we can go there again 2gether. If i was not wrong, that was the time when I started to call you dear playfully. hahaha.. Those were the days when we were being happy together. haiz... I really miss those days. Girl, will you please dun avoid me?? agree to a date with me soon... I really hope to watch Ice Age2 with you cos I know you want to catch that show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114458225992499166?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114458225992499166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114458225992499166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/04/sentosa-outing.html' title='sentosa outing'/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114433540017446026</id><published>2006-04-06T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:56:40.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. been busy this few weeks. Hmm.. work work work. yesterday went out to relax and enjoy together with yee ling, yongzhi and raymond. Its was really great night out with them. We drove to old airport hawker centre to have dinner. The food centre had changed. The good food like lost like tat lehx. haha. After the dinner, we drove to mount faber. The scenary at night is not bad.. Its pretty nice.. I like the scenes... how I wish i could bring a girl there next time. Hmm.. its very interesting up there. This is the first time I see people making out in cars. hahaha.... We drove into this car park and there was a couple in this kangroo kinda car... Our headlight shone onto their car and the guy came up and take a look at us and cover the lights.. hahaha... Its really so funnny... After the mount faber expedition, we proceeded to the next hot spot.. Labrador Park. haha... Theres not so many people.. haha... Then after that, we proceeded to west coast park.. haha.. its like a parks exploration expedition. After the parks, we went to lim chu kang. Tengah Airbase. The road is a very long road which is very good for speeding .. hahaha.. Then we went to HTA. After HTA, we went to woodlands to have a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great chat and discussions over funny topics that you would never tot of. haha.. I learnt many things too.. ahaha.. After that, it was home sweet home. When I reached home, I couldn't sleep so I watch the soccer match between Arsenal and Juventus which was telecasted on Ch5. It was an interesting and exciting match.. Very strong defense for Arsenal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114433540017446026?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114433540017446026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114433540017446026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516120.post-114334978270423278</id><published>2006-03-26T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:09:42.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no update.. 1st.. Happy belated birthday Mr Alvin Tang.. haha.. Next time dun be so blur cock lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. its again been a long time i had last updated. Hmm.. been busy recently. Now that i am taking three modules and i am going to have 3 lessons in a week. Its so tiring when right now only 2 lessons has started. Okie.. Hope i cam manage. I haben do my tutorial yet. shit... I am going to do it tmr. Gotta go office early tmr. Hmm.. lets talk about ytd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went back to MSL early in the morning for the achievement day. Before arriving at school, i saw shuai quan at CWP. Chatted with him while he is waiting for vincent. Arrived in school and everything ended at ard 1030am. The school had a new vice principal. She is damn young I think. The most i give her is 35. Young right... After receiving the momento from the principal up on stage, we went down for the reception. The food was worst then SFI.. hahaha.. I shall not complain abt SFI next time. Okie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after the thing ended. When i reached home, my dad told me tat my brother is sick and at the clinic. Asked me to go down and help him. Haiz.. so ma fan. hahaha... I then went down after getting changed. Its the same problem again. Giddiness. Doctor say must go for medical checkup. cos he is having the same problem too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night went to bugis to meet up with jeann for her birthday celebration. We went to Roma's Delight at Shaw towers. Hmm. the food is not bad lah.. i love the soup. Then after the dinner, we went to bishan for a drink and dessert. We went to coffee bean and it was crowded so we settled down at cafe cartel instead. Shortly, Su Ping joined us after her performance. She told us her performance is not good. She said she blew out of tune. Dun be dismay.. its a experience after all. Like what your teacher said. Hmm...many things bothered me at cafe cartel. It was horrible. the service was terrible. They changed the self service to 10% service charge. Argh.... i was so disturbed by their service. We ordered only 5items and they took doneky years for the items to arrive. I was so angry I asked the staff if the order was ready. They checked and came back with ONE item. Then I flare up again after 10mins like tat. I asked them if the order is ready, I want to cancel it. Even if its ready, I want to cancel it. So the order was cancelled. The waitress came back with a slice of cheesecake. I told her I did not order it. She said it was complimentary. Then I took it lor. After awhile another girl came and said sorry that she had forgotten about my order. ARghhh.. i was WTF !!!!! you forgotten my order. Damn it. Forget it then. It will be my last time going to BISHAN CAFE CARTEL.. Friends out there, I encourage you all to boy cott cafe cartel untill they change their service back to self service. Okie.. ANOTHER THING... PLAIN WATER NO MORE ALSO NEED TO REFILL ON OUR OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing bothered me is her. We were all taking photos with each other. and then the group asked her to have a photo taken with me. she rejected without hesitation. then they asked me I want to take with her i said no also. Then she went to take with zhirong.... I was like so dissapointed. Okie.. After much "force" by group, we took a photo with a huge gap in between each other like got a person sitting in the middle also lor. I was like so sad.... Then when going home time, she was like nothing happened. Do girls always do tat??? I really dunno what to do... haix..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6516120-114334978270423278?l=blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114334978270423278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6516120/posts/default/114334978270423278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurry-doorbell.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-time-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Sotong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
