<?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-14058999</id><updated>2011-12-02T02:09:02.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life, My Story, My Thoughts &amp; Memories</title><subtitle type='html'>Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.

My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.

The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.

I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.

The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in this blog of memories.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1958782673428479086</id><published>2010-10-07T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:30:49.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was just not long ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The text below was typed, just a week plus before we break... And i thought maybe it was real. Then again, I "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monday, September 13, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you could make the effort, i will do it too together.How am i supposed to be okay about everything where i cared so much.what if you appear in front of me, and i break downbut this what if will never come.Although a part of me wish it will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Sign Off @ 3:55 PM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Many songs brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the YOG song last night.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the word just to thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see love all around.&lt;br /&gt;Cos reality it doesnt appear.I hate chinese new year, val's day, YOG , world cup , anniversarys , birthdays.I hate exams during this period. I hate transitions.I hate the fact that a compromisation cant be reached,&lt;br /&gt;And i hate to face the fact that the love isint as strong for him to tide this through together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Sign Off @ 3:19 PM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey hi! my blog of one year old! Pile of dust here. Am so sorry tt you were being neglected for so long. Let me clean you now.I wonder who still reads my blog after attempts of entering without reading any new posts.Blogs will always be my form of shoutout whenever you cant get the message across directly or hates to post on facebook or twitter where there are humongous herds of people stomping everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Sign Off @ 2:41 PM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should have realised that all was still lies when the side bar was...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The-Lady's Other Half&lt;br /&gt;M****n C**n J****i(mYvIn)Die Hard PerfectionistWhinning comes with getting off the bed early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said her twitter has humongous people herding... Now she is like twitting her love life unbashedly... Talk about being fickle. Lol. Ok, I'm whining. That's not good. Haha. Positive! All negative energy, people fuck off from my life!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1958782673428479086?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1958782673428479086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1958782673428479086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1958782673428479086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1958782673428479086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-was-just-not-long-ago.html' title='It was just not long ago....'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-8306471927561451059</id><published>2010-10-07T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:31:31.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary &amp; Glad</title><content type='html'>I didn't know young girls nowadays can be so scheming, so scary. I believe she had it all planned out from the day she cried, begged, and threaten, just to make me stay. Her friends' numbers which she had given me were all deleted. And within a week after we broke, she got a new guy. Which all points out that my friends were right. I was being made used of. I was angry, but now I find it pretty scary. One at such a age can plan for revenge. Can just use herself like this and still lie about being it with such a straight face. Can just go after guys again and again just not to be alone. Who would let a opportunity to be with a girl who throws herself at you slip pass? Guys have nothing to lose anyway. It's just trying one more girl. I guess she has to love herself the most to do all these things. Cause maybe she enjoys trying different boys too? And to think she used to say other girls are sluts, keep changing bfs and bedding them etc. The ironies of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the photos, i do feel a sense of loss(t). Those smiles that i see, were they real or fake? I would never know. At least what I lost was only money and time. Time i can't take it back anymore, it's history and lessons were learnt. I guess I was happy too. Money, I can earn it back. I'm just glad that she only know of 1 account of mine. And glad I wasn't foolish enough to get her the LV bag that she want. Guess withholding some stuff were in my favour. Glad that it's only 7 months and not 7 years, glad that there are other people to take over being that sucker for her and in return use her. Time to focus and climb higher in my career now. Glad you are happy with your new toy. Guess we will never see each other again. Bye, Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-8306471927561451059?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8306471927561451059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=8306471927561451059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8306471927561451059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8306471927561451059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/scary-glad.html' title='Scary &amp; Glad'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4073936529813087356</id><published>2010-10-05T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:05:16.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies... all lies...</title><content type='html'>There is so much things i want to say, and I guess this is the only venue to let it out. Cause no one ever reads this anymore and I can say whatever I want here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't any love at all. Don't say it's love, when you can let it go like it never happen before. I guess it was just a fling, filled with lies. We had our happy times, and you said you moved on, so I guess it's time for me to move on too. I have to focus on my career now. Cause if I continue to mourn over the loss, end of the day, the one losing out will be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is his name Lucius? I guess I'm right, but i'll never ask. All the best to you. To your so called love. Cause I foresee this will be the same as the previous, previous, previous relationship, till you grow up and stop being so selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4073936529813087356?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4073936529813087356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4073936529813087356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4073936529813087356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4073936529813087356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2010/10/lies-all-lies.html' title='Lies... all lies...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6066023202078506668</id><published>2009-04-12T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:50:10.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collecting dust....</title><content type='html'>Wa, two months since I've last blog.... it's soooo long that it's collecting dust. Exams are coming soon and everybody is panicky as this sem is not that easy at all. I wonder if anybody still read this blog or not? Lolx. Damn lazy to update la. From what I see, only abang came into this site last month. Guess I'll update time to time when I feel like it ba. :) Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6066023202078506668?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6066023202078506668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6066023202078506668&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6066023202078506668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6066023202078506668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2009/04/collecting-dust.html' title='Collecting dust....'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-9198856683836773590</id><published>2009-01-04T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:42:58.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year &amp; Happy Birthday Mama!</title><content type='html'>It's 2009 and it's been a long time since I've blog. It's my mama's birthday on the 3rd of Jan, so happy belated birthday! Discovered that her actual birthday is 4th of Jan. Lolx. Cause in the older times, people only remember their birthdays by the lunar calendar. Then, their birthcert birthday is not accurate at all, so... I just discovered that mama's birthday is on the 4th of Jan and papa's birthday is actually 12 July instead of the 22 Nov recorded in his IC. How cool is that? Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back YL! Make good of your short stay here before flying back ar. Mel is coming back for good too le. So fast, all the girls finish studying le. Most already start work le, happy contributing to gahmen ar. Lolx. Congrats to Gab! (You know why la huh). Oh, bought a new phone le, and sis bought a robot for papa. According to her, it can vacuum and clean the house on it's own. How cool is that? Will try it out tomorrow. Let you guys know the result again. If I bother to come and type la. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;New year, more resolutions!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-9198856683836773590?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/9198856683836773590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=9198856683836773590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/9198856683836773590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/9198856683836773590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-happy-birthday-mama.html' title='Happy New Year &amp; Happy Birthday Mama!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7565165044023124645</id><published>2008-12-02T02:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:37:41.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two losses and a fun filled trip.</title><content type='html'>Updates updates... been a long time since I've blog le... so time for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us observe one minute of silence first... for my pet hamster Lumpy. Lumpy was a good companion. She had accompanied for one year. I first gotten her as my friend wanted to help a girl (whether out of goodwill or ulterior motive that I don't know). He couldn't take care of it and ask me to do it. So me being a animal lover, decided to help him. Though Lumpy is often grouchy and loves to bite people, she never fail to amaze me with her stupidity. Once out of her cage, she wouldn't mind people holding her and squeezing her. Lumpy was discovered dead by my mum. I wasn't around for her final moments. Why she died, I'm not too sure too. Maybe I wasn't a very good owner? Anyway, I buried Lumpy just in front of my house. May she rest in peace. I had photos, but I can't upload it as I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my handphone! Argh... this is the first time I lost my handphone. Damn sad one lehz. It was due to my own carelessness ba. I dropped it on the bus trip to Malacca. Haiz. Damn sad de wor. So sorry if you tried to call or sms but I never reply. I was still asking my colleague should I get a new phone before the trip. Now ji tao is forced to get one. Sianz. All my contacts and videos lost. My messages also all lost le. Gone are all the memories and words said for the past two years. Damn sianz la. Will be getting a new phone soon. New phone new beginning i guess. Any suggestions? Oh, a girl called my shop when I was away. Mama thought I had a new gf. Is it any of you? She say the girl spoke in english. My mama say, next time, wanna find me, pls speak in Mandarin. Lolx. Cause we are 华人. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a two day one night Malacca trip with my agency. It was fully paid which includes meal, accomodation and transport. Phew weet. Shiok ar. I just needed to bring some cash for my own purchase only. They are saying next year go down under lehz. Wa! Steady la. Lolx. Cause the hotel they stay is 5 star one lehz. So if go down under, sure shiok like siao. Lolx. Bath in a big bath tub, bubble bath lehz... damn shiok. Too bad no girl with me. Lolx. Went for massage with my boss aka cousin though. Very shiok and cheap ar. 2 hours for 78 ringgit. Super cheap right. No special one la. U see the price you know already. Got special where got sooo cheap one. Lolx. Nevertheless, I was in need of a massage and it was my first time having a full body massage by other people. Now I also learn the techniques le, so next time you guys wanna massage can look for me. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had authentic Perenakan dishes too, like the Ch 8 9pm show. Lolx. Had a very nice bak kut teh too. Go there is eat and relax only. We also did our agency Chirstmas gift exchange there. I got a new berms. Yay. It was really a good experience for me as it opened my eyes to the kind of no need bother about how much you have just spend life. Really shiok. Time to work hard! Erm, that's it i guess, next time then upload pictures and reveal what phone I bought ba. Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7565165044023124645?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7565165044023124645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7565165044023124645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7565165044023124645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7565165044023124645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-losses-and-fun-filled-trip.html' title='Two losses and a fun filled trip.'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3094021332756748746</id><published>2008-11-14T01:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:36:56.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果没有你</title><content type='html'>Exams are over, had my dosage of 《超級星光大道第四季》. I think it's really very nice. Must go singing lessons to improve my singing le. Lolx. I WANNA JOIN THE COMPETITION! Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard a very good song there. Last 2 episodes were duets. Very good. I like. I especially love to listen to the 和音. Very nice. Must listen to the song below and you'll know what I mean. The bottom one is the original singer - Karen Mok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Society is like my daily rountine too le. Haiz. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing fat.VERY.Jiat lat.Die. Now wearing my office wear, I think my pants are like bursting. 2 options here. Either I buy/make some new pants, or I slim down. Haiz, time to spend money to buy new pants le. Sianz. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wanna exercise with me? Cycling or sea sports? Contact me at 94769328(9-Grow-Fat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm serious here. If you wanna exercise, look for me :) You guys know my number right? Just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20081107 吳德宏+梁文音 - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;如果沒有你&lt;/span&gt; 《超級星光大道第四季》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/abvQqgOxmko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/abvQqgOxmko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果没有你/莫文蔚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9KSw3Kcqf9s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9KSw3Kcqf9s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Still praying... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3094021332756748746?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3094021332756748746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3094021332756748746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3094021332756748746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3094021332756748746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey.html' title='如果没有你'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4633765772798702716</id><published>2008-11-09T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:20:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying hard...</title><content type='html'>Exams are over. It's going to be the end of the year soon, and soon, a new year commence! It's the second year that i type about all these le. Time really flies. Soon, YL will be back, Mel will graduate and Jo will get a job. Vey fast. Really very fast. Time and tide, they wait for no man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me be with my friends next sem. Let me at least pass all the mods. *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute kitten i saw on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzqcKAI6pro&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzqcKAI6pro&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4633765772798702716?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4633765772798702716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4633765772798702716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4633765772798702716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4633765772798702716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/11/praying-hard.html' title='Praying hard...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-9083419291220281169</id><published>2008-11-05T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:04:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不凡的爱</title><content type='html'>Taking a break for a while. The 9pm show really quite nice lehz. I recommend all to watch. Lolx. It is a very teary show. It's been a long time since Mediacorp has such a teary show. Though they say Zoe Tay is a passe, I think that she acted rather well in this show. Chen Han Wei also acted quite well too. Well, for more info on AIDs, you can take a look at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIDS#Symptoms"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIDS#Symptoms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, World's AIDs Day is on the 1 Dec, and&lt;br /&gt;I also realised that the Presidents of US don't have sons. Ok, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不凡的爱 Theme Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VX7YKHouyNc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VX7YKHouyNc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa, Mama &amp; Da Jie in Beijing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SRGmyMcYK9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iSpSo7WkxM8/s1600-h/DSC04334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SRGmyMcYK9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iSpSo7WkxM8/s400/DSC04334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265172820636740562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-9083419291220281169?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/9083419291220281169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=9083419291220281169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/9083419291220281169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/9083419291220281169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='不凡的爱'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SRGmyMcYK9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iSpSo7WkxM8/s72-c/DSC04334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7635735981169711328</id><published>2008-11-05T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:53:50.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama - The 44th US President</title><content type='html'>The 44th US president was elected today. He is a African American, the first of his people to be nominated and elected as the president. For more info (FMI) on his life and campaigns, pls refer to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barack_Obama"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barack_Obama&lt;/a&gt; (May not be totally accurate. People don't realise that wiki is not totally accurate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that as I grow older, I become more and more aware of the current events happening around us. I'm quite sure that when I was younger, George Bush and Bill Clinton also have after election speeches. However, I do not have any impression of it. Today, I'm pretty sure I'll remember Barack Obama's speech. You literally can see the hope in his supporters' eyes, standing there, looking up at him. Hopefully, with a new hope, things would get better for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are emerging powers coming up, but we still cannot deny the fact that US is still the current 'leader' for the world. Look at how the Wall Street sneezes, the world's index catches a cold. Look at how their media is influencing our younger generation today. How young girls use to be so shy and sing "When I was just a little girl, I ask my mother what would I be?", to the girls now demanding, "When I grow up, I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies" Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the win today is just a challenge set for the future. Let's see how he will being about the change. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope is around as long as we live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7635735981169711328?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7635735981169711328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7635735981169711328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7635735981169711328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7635735981169711328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/11/barack-obama-44th-us-president.html' title='Barack Obama - The 44th US President'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4093895112805141313</id><published>2008-11-04T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:42:09.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 down 1 to go...</title><content type='html'>Ti Gong Po Pi !!! Let me clear all and can be with my friends for the next sem.&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying to whatever god that is available to take my request. Lolx. Please help help ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9pm show is not bad. Just watched a bit today. About AIDs. Rui En really slim down a lot a lot. I think she looks a bit like ZL lehz. LOLx. And I realise Rui En quite pretty. No no, it doesn't mean ZL is quite pretty. LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this show is very good. Makes people get aware of this disease. Do you know, 1 person is diagnosed with HIV everyday, that means, there are new 365 people with HIV walking beside you and me every year. I guess it's becoming more and more common as homosexuals are being more and more liberal. Teenagers also have sex at a younger age due to western culture and they don't really know their sex education well. People don't really practice safe sex nowadays. That's very wrong too. I mean, the best is abstinence or having 1 sex partner, but if people really wanna do it, they should also practice safe sex. I think both parties have to be responsible. I know of girls who are like totally not bothered. I think it's not very good la. It doesn't matter whether you have only one sex partner or not. If the other party has other sex partner, you may also be affected. That's really very suay and sad lehz, I think. And I saw a program on CNA about teenage pregnancies. It's really sad. It's like all these problems are very real and worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in the show, the guy got AIDs dunno from where la, then now he very worried his family will also get it. I think it's really very frightening. I do know of people with this virus. It's really not easy for everybody. Then the girls pregnant at like 15, 16. Wa. Really cham. Cause no support from parents, guy don't take responsibilities, etc. Ok, I'm like jumping here and there. Lolx. Just a after thought while watching this show. &lt;strong&gt;Main point:&lt;/strong&gt; Rui En really become prettier le. LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying... after exams, start work! And of course, will play la. Lolx. Eat with SIM people, with pri school &amp;amp; with Nic they all. Lolx. Continue my fat fat quest. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Study hard, for our occupation is student :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4093895112805141313?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4093895112805141313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4093895112805141313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4093895112805141313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4093895112805141313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-down-1-to-go.html' title='3 down 1 to go...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-8754090552083119324</id><published>2008-10-25T02:01:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T06:15:21.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 down 3 to go...</title><content type='html'>Exams are like NOW. Really damn jiat lat... So fast a term over again le. So never update, also lazy to blog lehz. Not really in the mood la. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, updates ar... Starting from today then backdate... Erm, I bought a keyboard protector! Damn happy cause it looks very nice and can protect my keyboard. Ok, this sounds childish. Lolx. Hey, I'm a reasily contented guy. Cause was talking to Gab that night on MSN when my 'L' key came off. Really damn chiu la. Was trying all means and ways to fix it. I realise that without 'L', a *ot of things cannot type. *ike my favourite *o*x and *ike sco*ding Gab *anpa and sm*j and *oads and *oads *a. Ok, you shou*d get the point a*ready. *o*x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that incident, was thinking of buying a mouse when I decided to buy this keyboard protector instead. Mouse very the expensive lehz. Kudos to Marcus, who lent me his spare mouse. He told me he used it for 5 years le, and it's still working perfectly fine. So I guess more expensive mouse really worth it ba. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a mouse, I can play Pet Society. It's a stupid game on Facebook. It's stupidly cute though, lolx. If you wanna try, tell me, I invite you k. I trying to see whether really got the 'invite' medal or not. Haha. Oh, I just saw. The invite medals have been removed due to Facebooks policy. Lolx... Nvm le... Omg, the people overseas are like crazy over it. They got like discussion forums etc. Damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veron, the dinner mentioned at the previous post was super impromptu event la. Lolx. Not never jio you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went Azil's house for late Hari Raya makan. As like two years before, the food was FANTASTIC. Thank you Azil for having us at your place ya. It was Sedap. Went to IKEA (Tampines) with Alex after that superb drunch to get my comforter cover changed. The story goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned before, my 小婶 gave me a comforter. It was without the cover though. 所谓送佛送到西,being very kind, she went to IKEA to buy the cover for me when their family went over for the meatballs there. I was touched by that gesture man. I got great kinship :). Alas, her kind intention was not meant to be. The comforter cover that she bought was too small and so I had to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around as it was both of our first time at IKEA Tampines. It was damn HUGE. Really very spacious and big. The foodmall which is famous for their meatballs is also damn big. Very family orientated too. They got this special trolleys for you to put your trays. It can carry like 3 trays per trolley. Good for families with loads of monsters. Lolx. I tried the meatballs. It was not bad. Not very fantastic though. Different from other balls I guess. I loved IKEA's vanilla ice cream though. Their vanilla ice cream doesn't taste like the vanilla ice cream outside. Theirs is damn &lt;em&gt;kao kao &lt;/em&gt;(thick) one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With getting a comforter in mind, I went and look around for the best one to match my room colour which was light pink, lolx. After much difficulty of asking around (cause they call it sheet cover, whilst I call it comforter cover), I managed to find the section. The designs and price range was not much. I was rather disappointed lehz. Even worst for my comforter as it was King size. Even less designs are available in King size. Some more hor, comforters are expensive, their cover is even worst! It's damn damn ex. King size is like $80+ - $100+. Just for the cover and some pillow cases lehz. Wa piang oei. Due to budget constraint and colour to match my room, I decided to hack care and got a ... ... flowery design. LOLx. Alex keep laughing la. I was telling him no girls come my room sleep what. I any design also ok one. Easy on my wallet can le, cause still must top up around $30+. He said, maybe the girls come your room will laugh their ass off. Lolx. Really damn flowery la. Now I feel like a &lt;em&gt;hua hua gong zi&lt;/em&gt;. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa mama went overseas (Beijing) for five days. Had the car to myself. Wooohooo. It was study period though. Lolx. Had some late night studying la. Went West Coast for the first time in my life. Lolx. Was home alone. Thought that it was like a bit back to my life when I was staying alone at Lor Chuan last time. Haha. A bit lonely lehz. Lolx. Gald that they are having fn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was brought to this super duper nice Hong Kong Dim Sum cafe. Their egg tart is superb man. I LOVE it. I then brought Gab to try it, but that day their standard a bit drop. A bit cold still very nice right? Lolx. I LOVE EGGTARTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had KTV with the SIM guys. They sing damn funny songs. Those old school when-i-young-the-coffeeshop opposite play Hokkien songs. Pictures and video... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super nice &lt;em&gt;Mee Sua&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;em&gt;Hua Teng&lt;/em&gt;. Treated by colleague. Ex lehz. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOFfrzmt7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/lEquGwIPQ3E/s1600-h/10-10-08_1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261195569080481714" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOFfrzmt7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/lEquGwIPQ3E/s400/10-10-08_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQN_t5ieFnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/85yiBNvUF_4/s1600-h/12-10-08_064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261189216215111282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQN_t5ieFnI/AAAAAAAAAFo/85yiBNvUF_4/s400/12-10-08_064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may look ordinary on the outside, (ok, my hp camera &lt;em&gt;chiu&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOT6eQ0mqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q2csZO9hoHI/s1600-h/14-10-08_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261211422464187042" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOT6eQ0mqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q2csZO9hoHI/s400/14-10-08_0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it packs a punch inside. (lip-smacking man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOSVsS-aZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kne5oCmzqNI/s1600-h/14-10-08_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261209691064527250" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOSVsS-aZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kne5oCmzqNI/s400/14-10-08_0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin's EOS. Very &lt;em&gt;swee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOSBLtSihI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xXzncEiQFRQ/s1600-h/14-10-08_0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261209338719144466" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOSBLtSihI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xXzncEiQFRQ/s400/14-10-08_0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily singing. Lolx. (They don't look happy la, but ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOQwmxHWoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/p7YaYMYrnwA/s1600-h/15-10-08_2357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261207954413542018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOQwmxHWoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/p7YaYMYrnwA/s400/15-10-08_2357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meatballs that people are willing to travel so far for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOLnHT1--I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NdhFCdrg5G4/s1600-h/19-10-08_1942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261202293792308194" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOLnHT1--I/AAAAAAAAAGI/NdhFCdrg5G4/s400/19-10-08_1942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souvenirs my parents brought back. Weird hor. Lolx. The Julie biscuit is from Singapore la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOU6NJd6jI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wRY88SiJpao/s1600-h/19-10-08_2348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261212517381564978" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOU6NJd6jI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wRY88SiJpao/s400/19-10-08_2348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comforter cover. Yucks. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOH-5JW1gI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gkn97DXt_30/s1600-h/19-10-08_2346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261198304260576770" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOH-5JW1gI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gkn97DXt_30/s400/19-10-08_2346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the flowers are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOHU7KGqJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MqChTe485VE/s1600-h/19-10-08_2347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261197583246076050" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOHU7KGqJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MqChTe485VE/s400/19-10-08_2347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers singing happily... Funny. Really. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bKa-LT85LoM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bKa-LT85LoM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-8754090552083119324?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8754090552083119324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=8754090552083119324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8754090552083119324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8754090552083119324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-down-3-to-go.html' title='1 down 3 to go...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SQOFfrzmt7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/lEquGwIPQ3E/s72-c/10-10-08_1512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7429578780134510360</id><published>2008-10-10T00:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:03:01.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth...</title><content type='html'>My study break had officially started. Time to hit the books and prepare for my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7pm Ch 8 show got a super pretty girl. She acts as Shan Shan. The 插曲 of the show is also very nice. I was looking for it when I stumbled into a website dedicated to the super pretty girl, and boy, she is really very super duper doping PRETTY. The website is &lt;a href="http://www.stella.com.my/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=12&amp;amp;Itemid=26"&gt;http://www.stella.com.my/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=12&amp;amp;Itemid=26&lt;/a&gt;. What are you waiting for? Go see, quick quick. Lolx. Lady luck with me, I managed to find the lyrics of the 插曲 in the website too. It's now playing. The lyrics are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;终于了解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你离开的那一天 我抽了第一根香烟&lt;br /&gt;看着烟圈飞上天 模糊之间我依然看得见&lt;br /&gt;我们曾经有过欢乐的画面&lt;br /&gt;还有贴在房间里的照片&lt;br /&gt;我想这次分开让我获益不浅&lt;br /&gt;我终于了解&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你不止在刹那之间&lt;br /&gt;你的好我现在才发现&lt;br /&gt;才知道是不可以欠缺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你在一句算了吧完结&lt;br /&gt;承诺已不再是永远&lt;br /&gt;我的心像似破碎的镜片&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我的不知觉 让我对你忽略&lt;br /&gt;我真的很想和你走到永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week...&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;Went for an appt followed with an inpromptu dinner with the pri gang. We really like... eat a lot. Now Ms ZL start work le, cannot stay till too late. Stay till too late the rest will also complain tired, say what old le all these things. Lolx. Really THAT old mehz?&lt;br /&gt;The only pics I have with me, anyhow make a collage. Lolx. JO! PICTURES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5lcAlu7rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q-WRe6B45uk/s1600-h/hk+cafe+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255249347056955058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5lcAlu7rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q-WRe6B45uk/s400/hk+cafe+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that drink by the way, was PEANUT BUTTER SHAKE! How sinful it was man... bless my soul. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol &amp;amp; her &lt;em&gt;chiu-ed&lt;/em&gt; HP (act sad and cute at the same time. Result: Looks like the 鸡仔 in car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5uiAe_e2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ECAaH9KAqn4/s1600-h/07-10-08_1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255259345712544610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5uiAe_e2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ECAaH9KAqn4/s400/07-10-08_1231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;Went into JB for a while. Had Kim Gary for lunch, bought cheap cheap stuff and had tea over there. Really cheap lehz. Their gel cheaper, wet tissue cheaper, food cheaper, drinks cheaper, condoms also cheaper. Wah seh, next time go in don't only pump petrol k guys. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Mee w 鸳鸯 (HKers fav)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5uPOa1dbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3jWX3jQ8hTo/s1600-h/08-10-08_1214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255259023035692466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5uPOa1dbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3jWX3jQ8hTo/s400/08-10-08_1214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow Shop with a cute shop assistant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5uD8XLF2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j2qrUhMdG3U/s1600-h/08-10-08_1332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255258829209933666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5uD8XLF2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j2qrUhMdG3U/s400/08-10-08_1332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoils from Truly Asia. Cheap ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5tqQHU3eI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ql5CK77XJW4/s1600-h/10-10-08_0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255258387835575778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5tqQHU3eI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ql5CK77XJW4/s400/10-10-08_0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;My legs are very very smooth now. Lolx. Cause we went to let the fishes feed on our legs. It was damn ticklish. A bit like leg massager vibrating on your leg. It was rather fun though. It's quite cheap too. Definitely a must try I think. There was this pond with bigger fish. The feeling was totally different man. Your can feel the fishes "eating" you up. Lolx. Seeing the fishes swim in and out of my hairy legs was akin to seeing them weaving to and fro the seaweeds. Lolx. very cute. Description of the leg fish spa session: 爽!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the fishes and my hairy legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5tjXCfHHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P6dSrkx4840/s1600-h/09-10-08_1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255258269435239538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5tjXCfHHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P6dSrkx4840/s400/09-10-08_1705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have smooth hairy legs. &lt;em&gt;Swee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't think it's over till it's really over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7429578780134510360?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7429578780134510360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7429578780134510360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7429578780134510360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7429578780134510360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/10/smooth.html' title='Smooth...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SO5lcAlu7rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q-WRe6B45uk/s72-c/hk+cafe+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5859673071905857638</id><published>2008-10-07T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:59:12.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrels!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm in the office now. Was looking out of the windows when I saw not 1, not 2 but &lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;squirrels bounding up and down the BIG tree rooted outside my office building. They are damn cute! With bushy tails and all. I thought Singapore don't have this kind of creatures anymore. Lolx. 没想到it's just right outside my office. Thought of the favourite books I used to read - The Faraway Tree Series by Enid Blyton. It's a kiddish trilogy. Consisting of titles such as The Enchanted Wood, The Magic Faraway Tree and The Folk Of The Faraway Tree. For info: &lt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Faraway_Tree_(series)"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Faraway_Tree_(series)&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the story, there is this squirrel that is in charge of collecting the cushions from the children when they slide down the slide Moonface built. It was red in colour though, unlike the grayish one I saw. Cool right, red squirrel lehz. How funky is that. Since I was at wiki, decided to wiki it, and found out that, there are red squirrels! Lolx. It's not only in fairytales that I thought it was. For info:&lt; &lt;for href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_squirrels"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_squirrels"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_squirrels&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;for href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SOsRwrGfEEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GYJ4rccY5l8/s1600-h/red+squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254312918159134786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SOsRwrGfEEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GYJ4rccY5l8/s400/red+squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, cute right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, after the war,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SOsYq4bbr2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/1QqzPomww1c/s1600-h/pb_all1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254320515238834018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SOsYq4bbr2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/1QqzPomww1c/s400/pb_all1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;你不愛我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;習慣被拒絕的人會先拒絕&lt;br /&gt;這一次至少是我先說離別&lt;br /&gt;有一些痛楚看不見淚水&lt;br /&gt;有一種防衛叫做我無所謂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要讓你快樂原是我的心願&lt;br /&gt;可是你從不在意我的傷悲&lt;br /&gt;丟給我一些喜悅的碎屑&lt;br /&gt;卻帶走我一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不愛我 是我捨不得&lt;br /&gt;是我不配 為你再狼狽&lt;br /&gt;你不愛我 你真的不愛我&lt;br /&gt;盡力而為 我拼命給也是浪費&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不愛我 是我捨不得&lt;br /&gt;是我不配 和命運作對&lt;br /&gt;你不愛我 你真的不愛我&lt;br /&gt;一直以為我是後衛 原來只是那後備&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seize NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5859673071905857638?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5859673071905857638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5859673071905857638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5859673071905857638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5859673071905857638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/10/squirrels.html' title='Squirrels!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SOsRwrGfEEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GYJ4rccY5l8/s72-c/red+squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3721899273008055634</id><published>2008-10-05T06:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T06:55:21.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED AGAIN</title><content type='html'>This post will contain LOADS of vulgarities. Don't read it if you cannot take it. I'm super pissed off, by the same reason again. Why? BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My footwear got stolen AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno who is doing this to me, or whether it is the same person who stole my leather shoes or not. Whatever the case, the person must really be desperate to steal people's worn shoes or slippers. This time, my slippers got stolen. &lt;em&gt;Wa lan&lt;/em&gt; eh, my slippers like how cheap ($3.90) only, also not very nice. Don't tell me the person who is stealing my shoes like the smell of my feet? He/She can come fucking come lick my feet if he/she wants. The person is really a 敢你拿布超级白法哥. Oh, must translate for my abang. It means, the person, I repeat is A &lt;em&gt;KAN NI NA BU CHAO CHEE BYE&lt;/em&gt; FUCKER. He can get knocked down by a fucking car or what fuck and lose his/her legs so that he/she no need go and be bothered about the problem of not having footwear. I am going to use our favourite army curse which is curse his/her father mother die for not teaching the person STEALING IS FUCKING WRONG. If you think I'm very mean to say all these, so be it. I'm never a good guy anyway. Try getting your shoes and slippers stolen and you will feel it man. Imagine you are all ready to go out and discover to your horror you must go barefoot. WHAT THE FUCK! I hope your &lt;em&gt;lan jiao&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;chee bye&lt;/em&gt; will fucking rot too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, I retract the curse on your parents, cause it's not their fault for not teaching you. It is your fucking problem that you steal. If you ask why didn't I put my shoes in the house after the first time, I DID. It's only the slippers that are outside. Who the FUCK IN THE RIGHT MIND WOULD STEAL SLIPPERS??? Leather shoes, I understand. SLIPPERS? FUCK YOU! I hope you trip and fall to death wearing my already weathered slippers. I seriously thinking of putting those fucking strong glue on my next pair of slippers as bait to let the person who steal my slippers have slippers glued on their hands. Do you think it will work? Lolx. Like rat traps like that. The thief better go &lt;em&gt;HOR GAO GAN&lt;/em&gt;. Wa, I feel a lot better. Lolx. Ok, if you are really very poor and no choice, then give you la. U PRIDELESS POOR. Poor must also have pride what. It doesn't justify stealing. You better don't let me catch you. I'm gonna fucking beat you up if I see you stealing our things again. Perhaps, I should think of traps to catch this fucker. ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will greet this day with a forgiving spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3721899273008055634?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3721899273008055634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3721899273008055634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3721899273008055634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3721899273008055634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/10/pissed-again.html' title='PISSED AGAIN'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7509321519939940863</id><published>2008-10-04T05:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:52:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Exams are like looming near like the thunder clouds around my HDB estate. Gonna study study study, if not, sure die. &lt;em&gt;Ti gong po pi &lt;/em&gt;also hard already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri to my Muslim friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Paya Lebar Muslim Market to gai gai with the pri gang last week. Dunno why Ms ZL suddenly wanted to go there, but since it was such a spontaneous and unusual request, we found it rather interesting. Lolx. Shan't say much about it, can read our journey @ &lt;a href="http://jofishsayscarpediem.wordpress.com/2008/09/29/ramadan-is-here-so-its-off-to-geylang-serai/"&gt;http://jofishsayscarpediem.wordpress.com/2008/09/29/ramadan-is-here-so-its-off-to-geylang-serai/&lt;/a&gt; by Jo. Lolx. Where are the photos Jo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a paintball session with SIM people. It was tiring, quite expensive but nevertheless exhilarating. Photos will be up as soon as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicate this 'now playing' song to ZN, lol. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Success is a choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7509321519939940863?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7509321519939940863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7509321519939940863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7509321519939940863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7509321519939940863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1896082797917171065</id><published>2008-09-23T01:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:02:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk Madness</title><content type='html'>The para-olympics price money is damn unfair. 10% of the normal olympics??!! What the .... Was discussing this issue with Nic. He brought up some very good points. These sportsmen/women, they conquered against the odds of their own disabilities, compete in the competition giving their best shot again. In what way is their effort less then the Olympics player? Is their effort 90% less like the price money? Another point is that these para-olympians, their need of the money should be greater isn't it? Why give them so much less? Yes, sports is for the pride, honour, glory, fame, etc, except money. Sometimes, we must be realistic too la, money is also needed ma. Why give them less right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then the financial scare that people are currently having, there is also the 奶problem. This problem has escalated to become a worldwide issue. Isn't it fascinating how China food industry can affect the whole world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, 3 products are officially off the shelves in Singapore, but uncertainty is still affecting the grocery list. Singaporeans, generally take the "if gahmen never announce, it is safe" attitude for nearly everything, except their own money. Gahmen said AIA issue, not a problem. What do you see? Scores of people outside AIA's office. Gahmen says, these 3 products are no good, don't buy, off the shelves. People ok. The rest of the diary products should be safe, cause gahmen never say not good ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, call me a paranoiac, but I am avoiding diary products and related products at all cost. If gahmen is really that good, they should have already detected the melamine before China did. If gahmen really vigilant, the 白兔糖should already be off the shelves last year like what the Philippines did. It's damn sad la, I just realised that diary products and co. are like a lot lehz. Got milk, chocolates, yogurt, ice cream, cheese, baked rice, pizza, sweets, yada yada &amp;amp; my favourite &lt;em&gt;TEH ping&lt;/em&gt;. Now can only drink &lt;em&gt;teh-o ping&lt;/em&gt; le. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to hit the books for tomorrow's major test and join my papa in eating the Cadbury milk chocolate.Till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a farce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1896082797917171065?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1896082797917171065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1896082797917171065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1896082797917171065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1896082797917171065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/milk-madness.html' title='Milk Madness'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5571175738913955318</id><published>2008-09-21T02:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:08:55.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elva!!!</title><content type='html'>Went for Elva's mini concert or rather, like an introduction to her new album. I was conned there as my friend told me that she had no company. Turned out that there was other group of common friends around. Lolx. Made me missed my chance of watching movie with a new friend la. Lolx. It was a good experience though, cause I have never been to a concert before. Went there knowing only one of her songs - 最熟悉的陌生人. She was late for 30min but when she appeared, the crowd went wild. There were like 怪咖 there too lehz. Like got little kids and old aunties and uncles. They got listen to Elva's songs one mehz? I thought the main reason was cause this mini concert was free ba. Elva is really very pretty and hot. Damn, to top it up, she had a damn good voice. Her 'live' singing is not bad at all. Unlike F.I.R or some other singers whose 'live' singing is not that good. Her voice 有感动到我, especially when she sang the only one song I knew. Lolx. She got damn cute ears too. Lolx. Take a look at the videos below, will upload the rest as youtube is currently down. Sad to say, the quality of the videos aren't good at all, due to my lousy phone. You can hear her voice though. She is HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yuleguan.com/50226711/elva_1087-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.yuleguan.com/50226711/elva_1087-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes933 DJs Introducing Elva plus a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_Uh3jTbgbk"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_Uh3jTbgbk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冲动 by Elva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VReCMBNfnDA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VReCMBNfnDA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Fans. Got a guy fan damn steady (Read: Gay-ish). He can like dance the dance of Elva's new album. He win liao lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W48q5sfxG_M"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W48q5sfxG_M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最熟悉的陌生人 by Elva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zcY-hfTajac"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zcY-hfTajac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;类似爱情 by Elva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8KRbsmErJY"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h8KRbsmErJY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5571175738913955318?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5571175738913955318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5571175738913955318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5571175738913955318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5571175738913955318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/elva.html' title='Elva!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4337976559543546373</id><published>2008-09-19T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:22:27.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Was walking home with Marcus, and he said, "If a person wants you in his/her life, the person will contact you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't agree more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4337976559543546373?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4337976559543546373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4337976559543546373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4337976559543546373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4337976559543546373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5038811397419706432</id><published>2008-09-17T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:15:04.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiat Lat</title><content type='html'>The economies are in a turmoil. How will things turn out? Pretty sure that's what investors are thinking. Someone once said, "A recession is when the economy is on a downturn, a depression is when you are in it." AIG is also affected by it, and they need to come up with 75 billion by wednesday, if not bankruptcy will be filed. Singaporeans are damn worried about their AIA policies. Quite a number went to queue and surrender the policies. Though a competitor, this incident has also put other insurers into a rough patch as consumers are now sceptical about this instrument. The immediate implication? Makes my job a more difficult lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really old le. Forgot to mention in the previous previous post, but got kids call me uncle again. :( When I brought my nephew to the playground, the kids clamoured around me and ask, "Uncle, can give us some candles please?" Enough said. Botox, here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a little cat behind my house. Wanted to keep it when it suddenly disappeared. Sad. It looks like the cat in the video below though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/muLIPWjks_M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/muLIPWjks_M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5038811397419706432?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5038811397419706432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5038811397419706432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5038811397419706432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5038811397419706432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/jiat-lat.html' title='Jiat Lat'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5772146825318391826</id><published>2008-09-15T03:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T04:02:30.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha</title><content type='html'>Did 2 posts at one go again. Studying for today's test now. Damn shag. Found something interesting. Veron, you do read my blog right? Ask your boyfriend aka KL to see the picture below. Still say he dunno who the 'who' is. He went for the gathering la! My memory never fail me ok. He still say he didn't go for this gathering that's why he dunno the 'who' is who. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I want the photo when we took during P6 graduation lehz. I lost mine lehz. Damn sad. Mine was the only one that got all of our classmates signature. Quite a feat back then k. Lolx. Who has the photo? Scan and give me a hardcopy and softcopy lehz. Lolx. Then we can compare then and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVIDENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1shXyy8QI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X25aip1EtwY/s1600-h/Pri+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245968461535047938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1shXyy8QI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X25aip1EtwY/s400/Pri+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1scHX5eTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/BMjZ0qKSSew/s1600-h/Pri+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, point proven. Back to my studying. Till then... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's a bitch, so just fuck it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5772146825318391826?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5772146825318391826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5772146825318391826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5772146825318391826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5772146825318391826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha.html' title='Haha'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1shXyy8QI/AAAAAAAAAEg/X25aip1EtwY/s72-c/Pri+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7361291095729990200</id><published>2008-09-14T02:57:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T04:05:07.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED</title><content type='html'>First of all.... 中秋节快乐!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn PISSED. Why? Allow me to rant and grumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my leather shoes got stolen!!! It's my working shoes la. It was Friday. I was going to meet my client. Just as I was about to leave my house, I discovered that my shoes got STOLEN! Come on la, where got people steal shoes one?!!? It's damn off la. You not scared you get foot rot mehz? You cb! HDB really damn jiat lat. Got people steal shoes one lehz. Where is your pride man? Where is your integrity? Not I discriminating people who live in HDB, but this kind of thing never ever happened when I was staying in Lor Chuan. I was super duper pissed off to the max man. Luckily I still had spare leather shoes and I could leave my house. Had to go and buy a new one that very day. Damn sianz. Partly is my mama's fault too. Everytime I leave my shoes inside the house, she'll throw it out. Now that she knows that this kind of thing do happen, she allow me to put my shoes inside the house already. I really think it's damn pathetic lehz. Must steal shoes that people wear before. Hope the person put it to good use la. I forgive you, though I'm pretty pissed. I guess you must be really desperate to steal shoes la. You heng I no foot rot ar. If not u &lt;em&gt;hong gan&lt;/em&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, as they say, 祸不单行. I was going to drive when I discovered that my car key no battery. Siao liao. It's intelligent car. How to start the car without the smart key sia. Luckily there is a spare key for me. If not, chiu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it's my haircut again. Lolx. The auntie last time still not bad one lehz. This time cut till damn jiat lat. Guess that's what you get for saving money. 8 bucks only, what to expect right. Anyway, I also ugly le. So any hair also can la. Lolx. Cause there's a saying, no matter how bad the hair is, it will grow back. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday actually got a client to meet, but last min got &lt;em&gt;pang seh&lt;/em&gt;. Good job. Lolx. Thus, I decided to spend the day studying for my test on Mon. Met the pri gang at night. It was a congratulatory dinner for JS and his wife. Lolx. Ended up he treated us. We will treat you back one ar. Went for ice cream and KTV after that. The KTV damn damn cheap. $18 ++ for an hour. Share between so many of us, like what JS say, the damage was negligent. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun met client again. My client's child&lt;em&gt; man yue. &lt;/em&gt;A very cute girl. Reminds me of my own niece. Lolx. I really love babies lehz. Who willing to bear one with me? Lolx. Went to dinner at Er Jie's house. My niece has grown a bit bigger and brought my nephew down to play with lanterns. Damn cute la. He celebrated his 2nd birthday on the 13th of Sept. So fast 2 yrs old le. Now can walk and run and start to talk le. Very very cuteee.... Then see him play with those kids at the playground, very funny. Got a secondary school girl took a picture of him, and heard her friends say you wanna blog ar. Lolx. Now youngsters really damn high tech le man. I stun sia. Went for a drink with Colin after that. Once again, YOU are the MAN la. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!!! (Jo, I know you read this, SEND THE PICS!!! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1mhtAxIwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1mivHQ-d-wU/s1600-h/03-09-08_1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245961870161027842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1mhtAxIwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1mivHQ-d-wU/s320/03-09-08_1514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1mIV-FJ7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/LQBqsyspDro/s1600-h/04-09-08_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245961434479011762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1mIV-FJ7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/LQBqsyspDro/s320/04-09-08_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my new office. There damn shady when night falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1lfwBoVkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/E-U7rMxSHkw/s1600-h/09-09-08_2206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245960737098585666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1lfwBoVkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/E-U7rMxSHkw/s320/09-09-08_2206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super BIG biscuit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1kdZN-2cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nq0yNKFfPHk/s1600-h/12-09-08_2331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245959597105011138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1kdZN-2cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nq0yNKFfPHk/s320/12-09-08_2331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very yummy hor fun from Thai Express. A must try I think. Tom Yam Hor Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1i7zk24SI/AAAAAAAAADw/AYXsqZnCxcU/s1600-h/13-09-08_2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245957920553099554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1i7zk24SI/AAAAAAAAADw/AYXsqZnCxcU/s320/13-09-08_2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two look alikes (though they deny la). Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1g_uUMZHI/AAAAAAAAADo/gOEcN5YmiOY/s1600-h/13-09-08_2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245955788837250162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1g_uUMZHI/AAAAAAAAADo/gOEcN5YmiOY/s320/13-09-08_2220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My client's baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1fFUI_RbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rA0UKzPwflk/s1600-h/14-09-08_1837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953685866890674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1fFUI_RbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rA0UKzPwflk/s320/14-09-08_1837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nephew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1e16diUHI/AAAAAAAAADI/YGLfl8dpleo/s1600-h/14-09-08_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953421275713650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1e16diUHI/AAAAAAAAADI/YGLfl8dpleo/s320/14-09-08_1949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the xiao zhu zhu. He damn fascinated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1ejh1GrHI/AAAAAAAAADA/fvx2Mw4qPO0/s1600-h/14-09-08_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953105426033778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1ejh1GrHI/AAAAAAAAADA/fvx2Mw4qPO0/s320/14-09-08_1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah gong with his two grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1gts4JXtI/AAAAAAAAADg/69SiDJzr_pY/s1600-h/14-09-08_2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245955479213530834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1gts4JXtI/AAAAAAAAADg/69SiDJzr_pY/s320/14-09-08_2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1gXVPoAiI/AAAAAAAAADY/nPb5ULu_rMc/s1600-h/14-09-08_1955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245955094912434722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1gXVPoAiI/AAAAAAAAADY/nPb5ULu_rMc/s320/14-09-08_1955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah gong ah ma together! My mum smiling like a little gal. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1eXkjvN0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/yxgVE2rTf6Y/s1600-h/14-09-08_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245952900000069442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1eXkjvN0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/yxgVE2rTf6Y/s320/14-09-08_1959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My turn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1duoCcD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/qEI_437dETs/s1600-h/14-09-08_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245952196559507378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1duoCcD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/qEI_437dETs/s320/14-09-08_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing wiht lanterns @ the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1dWxSt-tI/AAAAAAAAACo/hSDQmbKgbE4/s1600-h/14-09-08_2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245951786726849234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1dWxSt-tI/AAAAAAAAACo/hSDQmbKgbE4/s320/14-09-08_2101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;富士山下 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;song dedicated to new found friend :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;攔路雨偏似雪花 飲泣的你凍嗎&lt;br /&gt;這風褸我給你磨到有襟花&lt;br /&gt;連調了職也不怕 怎麼始終牽掛&lt;br /&gt;苦心選中今天想車你回家&lt;br /&gt;原諒我不再送花 傷口應要結疤&lt;br /&gt;花辦鋪滿心裡墳場才害怕&lt;br /&gt;如若你非我不嫁 彼此終必火化&lt;br /&gt;一生一世等一天需要代價&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰都只得那雙手 靠擁抱亦難任你擁有&lt;br /&gt;要擁有必先懂失去怎接受&lt;br /&gt;曾沿著雪路浪遊 為何為好事淚流&lt;br /&gt;誰能憑愛意要富士山私有&lt;br /&gt;何不把悲哀感覺 假設是來自你虛構&lt;br /&gt;試管裡找不到它染污眼眸&lt;br /&gt;前塵硬化像石頭 隨緣地拋下便逃走&lt;br /&gt;我絕不罕有 往街裡繞過一周&lt;br /&gt;我便化烏有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情人節不要說穿 只敢撫你髮端&lt;br /&gt;這種姿態可會令你更心酸&lt;br /&gt;留在汽車裡取暖 應該怎麼規勸&lt;br /&gt;怎麼可以將手腕忍痛劃損&lt;br /&gt;人活到幾歲算短 失戀只有更短&lt;br /&gt;歸家需要幾里路誰能預算&lt;br /&gt;忘掉我跟你恩怨 櫻花開了幾轉&lt;br /&gt;東京之旅一早比一世遙遠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你還嫌不夠&lt;br /&gt;我把這陳年風褸&lt;br /&gt;送贈你解咒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of all pains, the greatest pain is to love, and love in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7361291095729990200?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7361291095729990200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7361291095729990200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7361291095729990200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7361291095729990200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/pissed.html' title='PISSED'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SM1mhtAxIwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1mivHQ-d-wU/s72-c/03-09-08_1514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7688729912576394543</id><published>2008-09-11T02:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:45:05.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power!!!</title><content type='html'>Must watch!!! All these also very nice. Wa, if only we can see such power ads in Singapore. ZY, got one commercial got Daow lehz. Lolx. If only I have the true love like the Grandpa Chew advert, I would also do what he do. Lolx. Or marry the girl like the other advert. If only I have la, cause I don't have ma. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this damn cool artwork at Raffles City today. Forgotten the name of the artwork and the artist already, but its damn nice. The artist uses lots of colours to draw it. Yet, when you stand behind the red and blue filters provided, you can see two different pictures from the same painting. It's really damn cool and nice. If you pass by there next time, go take a look at it. I saw it today after meeting a client. Really super nice de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been about studying and working recently. Papa and Mama going Beijing next month to settle some stuff and tour around. Da Jie going too. Should I go? I wanna go lehz, but the week after that is my exams le. Very&lt;em&gt; Mao Dun&lt;/em&gt; now. Was thinking don't go also better cause my dad and mum can like have honeymoon la. Aiya, dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some cold calls (that means call people you don't know) and called a girl of same age. Smsed her some business related stuff after the call failed. Sekali the sms become like chit chat and we chit chatted from 7pm till 1am sia. Lolx. I think very interesting lehz. Like dunno dunno can still talk and crack jokes.&lt;em&gt; Machiam&lt;/em&gt; like sms pal (evolved form of pen pal) like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a very sad thing happened. I was playing this arcade machine that they have at the neighbourhood econ minimart while waiting for the coffeeshop opposite to prepare my food that I &lt;em&gt;da bao&lt;/em&gt; (One of my fav pasttime now). Then this primary school boy come and challenge me la. He was not bad, but still got beaten by me twice. Lolx. Then it was about time to go to collect my food and go home eat le. So I asked him to take over me and let him play my game la. He like hesitated a bit, and after much cajoling, he decided to take over me. Before I left, he had this very grateful look (I think he damn sad cause he wasted $1 trying to beat me and had no money left le) and using a very grateful tone, he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"谢谢, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA................................................&lt;br /&gt;I become uncle le lehz. Like he can say gor gor what, or like just 谢谢. Why add that uncle????!!!Ok la, I didn't shave, didn't comb hair, wore super ultimate lok kok, BUT UNCLE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm old le, gotta admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ll-bDmK3EA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ll-bDmK3EA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOuHaTt2XUw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOuHaTt2XUw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rU44zfNxg20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rU44zfNxg20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWUtywfwsMw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWUtywfwsMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ2EKswyTao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ2EKswyTao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time just passes by, whether you like it or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7688729912576394543?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7688729912576394543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7688729912576394543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7688729912576394543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7688729912576394543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/power.html' title='Power!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6071266079389246827</id><published>2008-09-06T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T02:13:22.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outstanding!!!</title><content type='html'>You must watch all these man. They are the BEST!!! Won't spoil it. Just watch and you shall see. All my 鸡皮疙瘩 come out from different emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z11hKmukUO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z11hKmukUO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkoRDFjBh44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkoRDFjBh44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UvYb4BLIAQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UvYb4BLIAQw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nojWJ6-XmeQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nojWJ6-XmeQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRiYkwtBK34&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRiYkwtBK34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, silence is the quieter way to lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6071266079389246827?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6071266079389246827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6071266079389246827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6071266079389246827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6071266079389246827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/outstanding.html' title='Outstanding!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6798449599048673241</id><published>2008-09-03T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T03:25:03.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>Life is a story. In the story, there are different chapters. Within these chapters, are stories that make up the one whole story. Some chapters are long, whilst others are short. Some chapters will overlap with the others while some end as abruptly as they start. My chapter ended long ago in slrb. Only tonight, did the chapter ended in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how easy it is to remove someone out of your life though the technology now can provide instant communication. Letters used to written, phone numbers used to be recorded on books and remembered. Now, everything can be saved into your gadgets. If you delete a number that you cannot remember, there is no way of contacting the person anymore. Cause you cannot call the person. Plus you also cannot have the person's email, friendster and facebook. Of course, there are people that can remove others out of their life though they have all of the above recorded with them. They just simply do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Nineteen Minutes &amp;amp; The Tenth Circles by Jodi. Two good books I think. So far, the books I'd read by her are quite well written. They are rather thought provoking too. Made me realised that these things are happening in our life too. An excerpt from Vanishing Acts :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So what if you lived in New Hampshire, instead of Arizona? What's important is where you'll be living five years from now. So what if you had some lemon tree growing in your backyard? I'd rather know if you want to plant one in your garden now. So what if you have some crazy fear of spiders? That's what hypnosis is for.' He reaches out and pulls on one of my braids. 'If you don't want someone to change your life for you again, Dee, you've got to change it yourself.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, everything comes clear. It's like having someone walk up to a chalky window that you've been trying to see through for days, and wiping it clean. Some people have a detailed history, others don't. There are plenty of adopted children who grow up without knowing an ounce of information about their birth parents; there are criminals who walk out of jail and become pillars of the community. At any moment, a person can start over. And that's not half a life, but simply a real one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also a terrifying prospect: that the relationships we use as cornerstones of our personalities are not given by default but are a choice; that it's all right to feel closer to a friend than we do to a parent; that someone who's betrayed us in the past might be the same person with whom we build a future. I lean back against the wall of the car, dizzy. 'You make it sound so easy'&lt;br /&gt;'And you make it more complicated than it has to be,' Fitz counters. 'Bottom line: Do you love your father?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes' I say quickly.&lt;br /&gt;'Do you love your mother?'&lt;br /&gt;'He wouldn't let me.'&lt;br /&gt;Fitz shakes his head. 'Delia,' he corrects. 'He couldn't &lt;em&gt;stop&lt;/em&gt; you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;珊瑚海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男:海平面远方开始阴霾&lt;br /&gt;悲伤要怎么平静纯白&lt;br /&gt;我的脸上始终挟带&lt;br /&gt;一抹浅浅的无奈&lt;br /&gt;女:你用唇语说你要离开&lt;br /&gt;男:心不在&lt;br /&gt;男女:那难过无声慢了下来&lt;br /&gt;男女:汹涌潮水你听明白&lt;br /&gt;不是浪而是泪海&lt;br /&gt;男:转身离开分手说不出来 女:你有话说不出来&lt;br /&gt;男女:海鸟跟鱼相爱只是一场意外&lt;br /&gt;男女:我们的爱差异一直存在&lt;br /&gt;女:回不来&lt;br /&gt;男:风中尘埃竟累积成伤害女:等待竟累积成伤害&lt;br /&gt;男女:转身离开分手说不出来&lt;br /&gt;男女:蔚蓝的珊瑚海错过瞬间苍白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男:当初彼此不够成熟坦白 女:你有我的不够成熟坦白&lt;br /&gt;女:不应该&lt;br /&gt;男女:热情不再笑容勉强不来&lt;br /&gt;男女:爱深埋珊瑚海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男:毁坏的沙雕如何重来&lt;br /&gt;有裂痕的爱怎么重盖&lt;br /&gt;只是一切结束太快&lt;br /&gt;你说你无法释怀&lt;br /&gt;女:贝壳里隐藏什么期待&lt;br /&gt;男:等花儿开&lt;br /&gt;男女:我们也已经无心再猜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女男:脸上海风咸咸的爱&lt;br /&gt;尝不出还有未来&lt;br /&gt;男:转身离开分手说不出来女:你有话说不出来&lt;br /&gt;男女:海鸟跟鱼相爱只是一场意外&lt;br /&gt;男女:我们的爱差异一直存在&lt;br /&gt;女:回不来&lt;br /&gt;男:风中尘埃竟累积成伤害女:等待竟累积成伤害&lt;br /&gt;男女:转身离开分手说不出来&lt;br /&gt;男女:蔚蓝的珊瑚海错过瞬间苍白&lt;br /&gt;男:当初彼此不够成熟坦白女:你有我的不够成熟坦白&lt;br /&gt;女:不应该&lt;br /&gt;男:热情不在笑容勉强不来女:你的笑容勉强不来&lt;br /&gt;男女:爱深埋珊瑚海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing is easier than self-deceit, for what each man wishes that he also believes to be true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6798449599048673241?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6798449599048673241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6798449599048673241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6798449599048673241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6798449599048673241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/every-story-has-beginning.html' title='The End'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-752761495137595527</id><published>2008-09-01T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:09:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comex</title><content type='html'>Comex this time round was damn shag. I dunno why, but every night after the show, my whole body felt damn weak. The waist till leg all wasted. My throat dry, voice raspy and eyes bleary. Go home totally knocked out. It's healthy in a way though, cause I drink lots of water, have meals on time and it's sort of like an exercise. I can also enjoy looking at pretty girls walking around. Lolx. Got quite a lot of cute or pretty ones lehz. Or maybe they really know how to make up. Lolx. Saw quite a few friends again and even sold a camera to one. This time round sales was not as good as the last few shows I did I think. No matter what, it's finally over man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies to Jo for not being able to make it to her convo. It's such a pity cause so far, I haven't attended any of the pri school gang convo. Why huh? Why they all haven't graduate? Who call you all go overseas and study? Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodi's Vanishing Act is not bad at all. Her books are pretty enjoyable I think. Read it if you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go furniture shopping. If not, I don't think I can ever unpack my stuff man. Who knows how to design a room? Anybody who wanna try their ideas? I can be the guinea pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes two people to make a lie work. The person who tells it and the one who believes it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-752761495137595527?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/752761495137595527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=752761495137595527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/752761495137595527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/752761495137595527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/09/comex.html' title='Comex'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4492447819723713283</id><published>2008-08-29T01:50:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:24:22.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er Jie, Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my er jie birthday. So Happy Birthday Er Jie!!! Hope you have a blissful family life and may you be healthy. Many happy returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Jen's birthday too. Happy 21st Birthday!!! May all your dreams and wishes come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to JS!!! You are the first of our pri school gang to get married! Lolx. Wedding dinner in two years time right. I'll be saving up for it. No worries. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed the font size as ZL complain my font size too small. It's not la, but me thinks she 老花眼了. Poor thing. So young only. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates for the past week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Aug - 2pm was the last day to relinquish our ownership of the house. As hell lots of my stuff are still in my room, I started to pack on the 24 Aug night, after the Olympics closing ceremony. Lolx. Packed overnight also cannot finish ar. Only cleared the floor section (took 6 hrs ar, cause must clean off the termites ma). Went back to office the next morning immediately as our office is also shifting - to Orange Grove Road. As I still had 5 cupboards to clear, I had no choice but to ask my friends to help me. So I asked my steady close friends, Jo &amp;amp; ZL. I was damn surprised that they agreed lehz. I think they were damn surprised that they agreed too. Lolx. Frankie was right. Packing is not hard. It's either you are too lazy, or you don't throw things away. Regrettably, I'm of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after office, I picked the both of them up and we headed to my house. It was 1pm when we started. They were damn super duper horrified upon reaching my house, and even more so upon reaching my room. They regretted coming and thought that my room wasn't fit for human accomodation, and the air was so foul that they kept complaining. Lolx. Their reactions really damn funny. They were damn curious about the termites also. Very cute right? They agreed that my room was big too. Haiz, now small small only. Sad. Jo started to throw everything away. I was damn scared. So I quickly picked up those that I wanted, and it was a lot. Luckily I had their help, and we managed to finish by 3pm. Took 2 hrs only. That is because they wanted to throw everything and I wanted to save everything. If they weren't there, I think I would have look through every single stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing and moving is really damn tiring. Imagine this. To reach my house, you must climb 5 flights of stairs, plus 2 more flight of stairs to my room. And I moved alone. So I can at most carry 2 boxes (most of the time only 1 box). That day, I climbed like almost 20 times (1 time = up and down the 7 flight of stairs). Super shag man. Treated the girls to jap food which they really eat till they 爽. Lolx. Never consider my pocket. Even bought famous &lt;em&gt;tau sa pia&lt;/em&gt; for them and their family lehz. I never ill-treat you all right? Lolx. I'm really grateful for their help and would like to take this opportunity to thank them again. THANK YOU!!! That's what friends are for right? Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat dinner with Jo, Gab, KL &amp;amp; Veron at ZL house the next day. Bought too much food le, but it should be considered a success la. ZL damn bad. Told her mum about my room and auntie told me off a bit ar. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected client's policies for review and met HP for dinner. Was there to lend a listening ear to her. Consider your options first before making a decision ya. Don't be hasty ya. For haste leads to regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at Comex... Olympus this time. Anybody wanna buy a waterproof camera? Come look for me. Lolx. Ok, photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special option I saw at the bowling's alley vending machine. Unique right. Like you dunno what to choose then got random button one. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb5PSxhftI/AAAAAAAAACg/GczVmOiBQj8/s1600-h/18-08-08_2256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239649257625059026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb5PSxhftI/AAAAAAAAACg/GczVmOiBQj8/s320/18-08-08_2256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackfruit sprouts growing after we ate the jackfruit. Papa is planting it and hopefully in 2 yrs time, we can have free jackfruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb5EWid1KI/AAAAAAAAACY/Y4qPCisD4DY/s1600-h/23-08-08_2336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239649069657085090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb5EWid1KI/AAAAAAAAACY/Y4qPCisD4DY/s320/23-08-08_2336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhong Hua Sec being torn down for renovation too. View from my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb4dM2bR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/ObJYTdMXnE8/s1600-h/25-08-08_0722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239648397041551186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb4dM2bR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/ObJYTdMXnE8/s320/25-08-08_0722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room before clearing 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb41e0eQ2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/xoEOBQxAZDQ/s1600-h/06-07-08_1745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239648814182056802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb41e0eQ2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/xoEOBQxAZDQ/s320/06-07-08_1745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room before clearing 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb4mSL02lI/AAAAAAAAACI/t0o42jyfHt4/s1600-h/06-07-08_1746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239648553092307538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb4mSL02lI/AAAAAAAAACI/t0o42jyfHt4/s320/06-07-08_1746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room after clearing 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb3ryrEJOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JYmCa9wd7kk/s1600-h/25-08-08_151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239647548200985826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb3ryrEJOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JYmCa9wd7kk/s320/25-08-08_151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room after clearing 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb3ZqAcsaI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3plnPj8d_I/s1600-h/25-08-08_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239647236637110690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb3ZqAcsaI/AAAAAAAAABw/-3plnPj8d_I/s320/25-08-08_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo - Unwilling to smile for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb2iRCAckI/AAAAAAAAABo/MxQvGLkwNXU/s1600-h/25-08-08_1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239646285039956546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb2iRCAckI/AAAAAAAAABo/MxQvGLkwNXU/s320/25-08-08_1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contented and satisfied ZL. Happy cause got free dinner. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb2KJ-gq9I/AAAAAAAAABg/-DP3Ps3cfAA/s1600-h/25-08-08_1922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239645870829382610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb2KJ-gq9I/AAAAAAAAABg/-DP3Ps3cfAA/s320/25-08-08_1922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav hand made &lt;em&gt;chee cheong fun&lt;/em&gt; @ Hougang Plaza - Supper after Comex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb1qkeENhI/AAAAAAAAABY/ystaASKXUUM/s1600-h/28-08-08_2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239645328185243154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb1qkeENhI/AAAAAAAAABY/ystaASKXUUM/s320/28-08-08_2326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does.&lt;/em&gt;&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/14058999-4492447819723713283?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4492447819723713283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4492447819723713283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4492447819723713283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4492447819723713283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/er-jie-happy-birthday.html' title='Er Jie, Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SLb5PSxhftI/AAAAAAAAACg/GczVmOiBQj8/s72-c/18-08-08_2256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4926348520233530296</id><published>2008-08-23T18:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:21:19.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isla Fisher</title><content type='html'>SHE IS SO PRETTY!!! (to me that is) Ok, not exactly super pretty pretty but her smile is dazzling. Really. It's that kind when she smile at you, all your troubles will be washed away. You just wanna smile back at her that kind. Swee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Daze is rather funny. A little thought provoking too, in terms of love and marriage. Haven't finished it but makes me wanna go find the DVD instead of streaming. For those who has better internet connection at home. Watch it if you haven't. (cause not shown in theatres le)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Daze:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XMTYxNjQ2ODQ=.html?full=true#åœºæ™¯_1"&gt;http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XMTYxNjQ2ODQ=.html?full=true#åœºæ™¯_1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on hindsight, Jo and ZL said the show will be quite slapstick and stupid cause of the actor. I didn't really believe them. After watching it, I guess they are partially right. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 posts at one go again. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;好难好难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(春)你终于做了决定&lt;br /&gt;从此走出我世界&lt;br /&gt;所谓的新开始&lt;br /&gt;结束了我这段挣扎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(j)我忍不住流眼泪&lt;br /&gt;咬着牙装作一切无所谓&lt;br /&gt;就算我心里也为你滴血&lt;br /&gt;却只能撑着我对你的冷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(春)爱得好难(j)你是真的走了吗&lt;br /&gt;(春)爱得好重(j)其实我也不想走&lt;br /&gt;(春)爱得好浓(j)我们如何走完这段路&lt;br /&gt;可是我一点也不后悔呀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(春)爱你真的好难好难&lt;br /&gt;(j)爱你真的好难好难&lt;br /&gt;(春)爱情不该就是两颗相爱的心&lt;br /&gt;(j)爱情不该就是两颗相爱的心&lt;br /&gt;(春)只要我们真心的紧紧靠在一起&lt;br /&gt;(j)只要我们真心的紧紧&lt;br /&gt;(合)又何必在乎那些蜚短流长&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(春)爱你爱得好难好难&lt;br /&gt;(j)爱你爱得好难好难&lt;br /&gt;(春)我是真的明白你对爱的执着&lt;br /&gt;(j)爱你&lt;br /&gt;(春)我真的不能看你为我受了伤&lt;br /&gt;(j)看你为我受了伤&lt;br /&gt;(合)不忍心你再为我受尽了苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live is either daring, or is nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4926348520233530296?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4926348520233530296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4926348520233530296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4926348520233530296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4926348520233530296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/isla-fisher.html' title='Isla Fisher'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4954764695666327049</id><published>2008-08-23T12:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:05:11.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>欲哭无泪</title><content type='html'>There are two reasons to the title of this post. Damn low now... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reason is that I had a super weird dream yesterday. In fact, it was so weird yet so real that it made me woke up automatically and just in time to go to school for my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second reason is the main reason. Damn sianz one. I was walking home with Marcus and Jason and I had $64 in my back pocket. We decided to go &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt; and upon reaching the coffeeshop, I checked my back pocket and found that I had only $60 left. $4 had mysteriously disappeared!!! I damn sianz. So we &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt; and I had $52.20 left and I put it into my back pocket again. We talked cocked for a while and after that walked home. Upon reaching the void deck, I wanted to buy something so I reached for my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my HORROR, I found that I only had $0.20 left!!!!!! I was super low. This time, $52 had vanished into thin air. I couldn't possibly retraced the route we took as it was rather long. Most prob some lucky bastard had already picked the money up le. Another reason was that it was raining super heavily. How to find??? Haiz. I really cannot fathom the 5W and 1H of this mystery of the missing money. This berms has served me well and I always put money into my back pocket as I don't carry a wallet, and never one time has money been disappearing from it. There is no hole in it or what also. Now, the money is gone.missing.disappeared.poof.vanished.no more. : ..( $%^^$%#&amp;amp;(*!(*)$ !#$% $56 lehz. Total $56 gone lehz. Not saved, not spent, not paid, not gambled away. Just gone. @_@ (gong face). Why me? Why I so suay? Why I so stupid? Is it retribution because I play too much with the coffeeshop cat (Ok, maybe to the point of disturbing it?) Now I cannot sleep. Damn low. Low low low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who picked my money. Spend it wisely k. Enjoy yourselves with it. Don't thank your luck or God or whatever. Thank me, this bloody stupid fool who dropped his money. Oh, you're welcome. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAR (After Accident Review):&lt;br /&gt;I will put all my money in my front pockets next time.I won't carry so much money around.I will make sure this is the last time I drop my money (for the record, this is the 2nd time).I will change berms if all else fails.I will take note when I carry my laptop bag next time. My deduction is that when I cross sling my laptop bag, the side &lt;em&gt;bua&lt;/em&gt; against my back pocket and push the money out. So next time I will only side sling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! Haiz... Shag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note... Convo photos!!! (Ok, I'm not happy. Still damn sianz)&lt;br /&gt;Huiping's Convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gpJ8YieI/AAAAAAAAABA/FQRmyq8Mz1o/s1600-h/US+with+HP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948201861843426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gpJ8YieI/AAAAAAAAABA/FQRmyq8Mz1o/s320/US+with+HP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy's Convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gwlNTJDI/AAAAAAAAABI/y-7KUZnElH8/s1600-h/US+with+Cindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948329439634482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gwlNTJDI/AAAAAAAAABI/y-7KUZnElH8/s320/US+with+Cindy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas's Convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gZnj6QgI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3kNM9JKaqbM/s1600-h/Mas+convo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947934934352386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gZnj6QgI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3kNM9JKaqbM/s320/Mas+convo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gHI4CETI/AAAAAAAAAAo/K9EcDrfys3Q/s1600-h/Saf+Convo"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947617459605810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gHI4CETI/AAAAAAAAAAo/K9EcDrfys3Q/s320/Saf+Convo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saf's Convo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gM1fCYvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/329lBfqsZcQ/s1600-h/saf+%26+me"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947715333710578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gM1fCYvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/329lBfqsZcQ/s320/saf+%26+me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One man's joy is another man's sorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4954764695666327049?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4954764695666327049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4954764695666327049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4954764695666327049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4954764695666327049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-are-two-reasons-to-title-of-this.html' title='欲哭无泪'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09813449812621810853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1Wzc6E41I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B9leQtTVt7s/S220/mimi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-cVL1TAkWGk/SK1gpJ8YieI/AAAAAAAAABA/FQRmyq8Mz1o/s72-c/US+with+HP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1092061297027819013</id><published>2008-08-16T19:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:58:55.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLYMPICS!!!</title><content type='html'>Olympics is rather&lt;em&gt; kelong&lt;/em&gt; I think. How can China win the Korean archer when all along the Korean was performing very well. Ok, China performed well too, but Korean&lt;em&gt; machiam&lt;/em&gt; like let go during the finals. Boxing was also the same. The Russian did not even attempt to hit the Chinese. He only used his left hand and just go into the defensive mode when the Chinese was not even attacking. Tennis too. Ok, you may say that the opponents cracked under the pressure of home ground, they did not perform to their full capabilities, etc. I am but a cynic. I believe that sports that you can gamble must be &lt;em&gt;kelong &lt;/em&gt;one. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Olympics is like this, but I must say that it really shows the steely determination, the perseverance, the raw emotions of the near misses for their medal quest. Kudos to the Korean table tennis player who played the last set against Feng (Singapore). She was super determined but end of the day, she still lost. Singapore is heading to a Olympic Silver or GOLD. WOooohooo... Now they no need play also can get a Silver. Lolx. The pride, the glory and the money the govt will give. A lot lehz. Lolx. Go Singapore go. Be sure to catch it tomorrow on TV at 7.30pm. Root for them!!! I discover that I like fencing too. Lolx. It's damn exciting. China vs Ukraine was super duper exciting man. China lost by one point in the end. Damn suay for them. Makes me wanna learn fencing. Anybody wanna learn with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do you ever wonder what does the Olympic symbol really means? Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five rings represent the five continents. They are interlaced to show the universality of Olympism and the meeting of the athletes of the whole world during the Olympic Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Olympic flag, the rings appear on a white background. This flag translates the idea of the universality of the Olympic Movement. At least one of the colours of the rings, including the white background, can be found on the flag of every nation in the world. But watch out! It is wrong, therefore, to believe that each of the colours corresponds to a certain continent. The colors represent the colors found in the flags of the nations that compete in the Olympic Games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These five rings stand for passion, faith, victory, work ethic and sportsmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw 曾诗梅 in the school library today. I think it's her la. She damn pretty. Wanted to ask to take a photo with her but shy. Lolx. Some random pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a heated discussion after dinner at AMK's 香港街珍记.&lt;br /&gt;Their 三捞河粉 &amp;amp; 虾酱鸡 very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRYqGXHMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6Zrx8QmylOY/s1600-h/10-08-08_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235101838412815554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRYqGXHMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6Zrx8QmylOY/s320/10-08-08_2048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRSy-KGbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/27J3tPK2bQ8/s1600-h/10-08-08_2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235101737715112370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRSy-KGbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/27J3tPK2bQ8/s320/10-08-08_2049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayner's stylo hairstyle. Lolx. He plan to keep the back, centre and front long, then the sides shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRIdNCaVI/AAAAAAAAAco/DHV0EJfSQ_A/s1600-h/13-08-08_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235101560073251154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRIdNCaVI/AAAAAAAAAco/DHV0EJfSQ_A/s320/13-08-08_1547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new neighbourhood Hougang Mall. People snatching the cheap VCDs &amp;amp; DVDs. Ok, A LOT of people. Hougang Mall has really changed a lot since the last time I have been here. I mean really walked around and see see. It has been 2 years le I think. Now everytime I walk home, it's like walking to YL's home like that. Like I going to visit him like that. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRCAt20NI/AAAAAAAAAcg/4UcErOC-Vzo/s1600-h/14-08-08_2118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235101449347059922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRCAt20NI/AAAAAAAAAcg/4UcErOC-Vzo/s320/14-08-08_2118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New dessert sold at HM. It's pudding ice cream. Thought it looks good so now harm trying. Not damn ex too. It doesn't taste as good as it looks though. In fact, I think don't even bother trying it. It sucks. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbQ5-9ojKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/saFVM-r-Wg0/s1600-h/14-08-08_2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235101311437409442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbQ5-9ojKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/saFVM-r-Wg0/s320/14-08-08_2125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1092061297027819013?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1092061297027819013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1092061297027819013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1092061297027819013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1092061297027819013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='OLYMPICS!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKbRYqGXHMI/AAAAAAAAAc4/6Zrx8QmylOY/s72-c/10-08-08_2048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7370950237829255840</id><published>2008-08-13T03:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T04:32:14.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Make A YUMMY Oreo Milkshake</title><content type='html'>Did 2 posts together. Rare occasion that I can get connected. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Olympics is seriously addictive. It makes me want to get my fat ass moving. Lolx. Anybody game for basketball? Beach Volleyball (I never try before.)? Table tennis? Badminton? Lolx. Looking at all these sports makes me wanna go there and compete for the pride and glory too. Watching volleyball, I thought of Mel and her love for it. Lolx. She's our national youth team player ok. Ha. I got such a li hai friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, had a gathering with the pri school people on Mon. Ate TPY's Pontian noodles. One of my fav wanton noodles. They wanted to eat Crystal Jade, luckily I stopped them in time. Lolx. YL called and we chatted like he was here. Dude, study hard ya. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZL asked me a damn funny question. She said her ah ma asked I got new girlfriend ar. LOLX. I was damn stunned. ZL also found it rather funny. Turned out that it was that time when I was fetching a girl home and at the same time fetching Zl's family. Ok de la, fetch people home only ma. Not girlfriend la, dunno even if counted as friend or not. Actually, I think older generation is like that la. Mama saw two photos of a girl (different girls la) and me. Then we pose with our heads put together la. Then straight away she asked, "这两个你的新女朋友啊?" I was like saying no. What makes you say that? Then she say, "靠得那么近." I shot back, last time she and papa must be like that too. Then she say, "以前的人要在一起才会这样." I was like laughing la, telling her, nowadays, everybody takes photos like this. And girls are all anyhow one what. Lolx. Ok, girls don't get angry. It's just my view k. Lolx. Gimme PHOTOS of the gathering ar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests coming up. Having one later this afternoon. Studying for it now. It's really harder and harder le. Or is my puny brain getting lousier le. Like what Jo said on her blog, as we get older, our brains seem to not function as well. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa bought a blender. He wanted to blend his apples into juices, then discovered that it's rather troublesome. Then he like not enthu already. So I decided to put the blender into good use. I used to do this at my ex's house too. Now since I've got the equipment, I decided to do it again, that is my fav - MILKSHAKE. For starters, I decided to do Oreo Milkshake. So here's how it is done... watch and learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The machine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHjMnU1u-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jcYMFg0Gzpg/s"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233714047835552738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHjMnU1u-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jcYMFg0Gzpg/s320/07-08-08_2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ingredients: 1 cup of ice, 1/4 cup of milk, 3 pieces of Oreo &amp;amp; 2 scoops of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHiOY-iqVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/_MQ302C5P9M/s1600-h/07-08-08_2247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233712978832042322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHiOY-iqVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/_MQ302C5P9M/s320/07-08-08_2247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dump it all in and blend. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHhoOMC1qI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9Sc9d8CenBs/s1600-h/07-08-08_2257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233712323100858018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHhoOMC1qI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9Sc9d8CenBs/s320/07-08-08_2257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And viola... The Big O (my milkshake name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHhapTXW_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/jTfVIQFrlwk/s1600-h/07-08-08_2307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233712089861151730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHhapTXW_I/AAAAAAAAAb4/jTfVIQFrlwk/s320/07-08-08_2307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, don't laugh ar. I know it does not look very very nice but it tasted very very nice ok. It's my first attempt ma. So it turned out a bit more watery. I can do perfect milkshake now ok. Lolx. No need buy outside le. The ingredients were bought that day when I bought that Mochi ice cream and chewy junior. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Don't fear. Cause they are just false emotions appearing real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7370950237829255840?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7370950237829255840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7370950237829255840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7370950237829255840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7370950237829255840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-make-yummy-oreo-milkshake.html' title='How To Make A YUMMY Oreo Milkshake'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKHjMnU1u-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jcYMFg0Gzpg/s72-c/07-08-08_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1904611659368586569</id><published>2008-08-08T22:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:36:31.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>北京欢迎你</title><content type='html'>Purposely post this first so I can get the "lucky" date up. Lolx. It's Olympics opening ceremony and I watched it at home. Damn nice lehz. National Day cannot be compared with it, different level man. This week highlights were: Edwin's Birthday, going office nearly every morning for courses. Papa bought a blender and I had did a hospital visiting and shopped on my own at Bugis. Lolx. Nothing much la. Post this first while I can tapped on the internet again. These few days connection has been very unstable. Sometimes ok, sometimes not.    :p&lt;br /&gt;Time to get my own le. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a birthday celebration for Edwin on Monday. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;On the way there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgiJg1JxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ThnhNVjQKIU/s1600-h/04-08-08_1722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233640750510843666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgiJg1JxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ThnhNVjQKIU/s320/04-08-08_1722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ban &amp;amp; Edwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgO-OetII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/R4AFAdMk08k/s1600-h/04-08-08_1941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233640421063570562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgO-OetII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/R4AFAdMk08k/s320/04-08-08_1941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribs that I craved (but damn gelat [is this how u spell it?])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgHrX_15I/AAAAAAAAAbI/QxXBNtfboc4/s1600-h/04-08-08_1904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233640295744133010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgHrX_15I/AAAAAAAAAbI/QxXBNtfboc4/s320/04-08-08_1904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirated Olympic Dolls that I saw near my shop. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGf56bQFwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LiEKvW0h1GY/s1600-h/06-08-08_2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233640059266144002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGf56bQFwI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LiEKvW0h1GY/s320/06-08-08_2108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my auntie at Raffles Hospital. There damn nice la, but I'm pretty sure it's not cheap too. She fell down and fractured her leg. She's my maternal side auntie and actually, we don't really see them unless it's Chinese New Year. So my auntie was also quite stunned that I visited her. Lolx. It was rather awkward at first but I guess I just asked questions and listened. I find it a pity that we are not close to the relatives of the maternal side. Actually, our paternal side relatives are also not that close too. In a sense that it is only the older generation that are communicating and meeting up. The second generation like us are not really talking to one another at all. I guess it's due to the age difference. Which is why I always envy my friends who are close with their cousins, can go drinking or talk cock or just go out with them, etc. I think damn fun lehz. I pretty ok with my uncles though. Hope my nephew will be ok with me next time too, that is if his mum (my 2nd sis) allows me to go near him . Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then shopped at Bugis for a while. Dunno why but I got the sudden craving. So I shopped for... ... food. Lolx. I bought a super nice chewy junior and a very special (&amp;amp; ex) mochi ice cream. I've been aiming it since I last saw it. Logic had always stop me from buying that small piece of thing for its price though. This time round, Desire got better of me and I bought it. Lolx. So this is how my purchases look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chewy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCUICZSpKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ys_xmb849EI/s1600-h/06-08-08_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345632807330978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCUICZSpKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ys_xmb849EI/s320/06-08-08_2123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it's a big packet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCT_oEa42I/AAAAAAAAAaw/_-wC6khzOLY/s1600-h/06-08-08_2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345488301515618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCT_oEa42I/AAAAAAAAAaw/_-wC6khzOLY/s320/06-08-08_2121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it contains only this DAMN small round thing (with dry ice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCT2F6ji9I/AAAAAAAAAao/HlAkviDIKIo/s1600-h/06-08-08_2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345324514511826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCT2F6ji9I/AAAAAAAAAao/HlAkviDIKIo/s320/06-08-08_2149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round and cute and YUMMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCTmyQG3JI/AAAAAAAAAag/1N7p1jdTvxY/s1600-h/06-08-08_2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233345061538159762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKCTmyQG3JI/AAAAAAAAAag/1N7p1jdTvxY/s320/06-08-08_2150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;蓝天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽醒忽睡,&lt;br /&gt;我又挣扎了一夜.&lt;br /&gt;窗外透进,&lt;br /&gt;几丝光线,&lt;br /&gt;空荡的房间,&lt;br /&gt;留著你的照片.&lt;br /&gt;幸福的感觉,&lt;br /&gt;索然无味.&lt;br /&gt;无心唱歌,&lt;br /&gt;却又拨断琴弦.&lt;br /&gt;所有的事,&lt;br /&gt;留给明天.&lt;br /&gt;感情的善变,&lt;br /&gt;挖空心思遮掩.&lt;br /&gt;谁能用真心,&lt;br /&gt;说抱歉.&lt;br /&gt;我陷在爱里面,&lt;br /&gt;渐渐疲惫的脸.&lt;br /&gt;彷佛是退不出,&lt;br /&gt;又走不进你的世界.&lt;br /&gt;我陷在爱里面,&lt;br /&gt;是谁停住时间.&lt;br /&gt;越过了重重的心墙,&lt;br /&gt;有一整片蓝天.&lt;br /&gt;就陷在爱里面,&lt;br /&gt;一张无辜的脸.&lt;br /&gt;彷佛是退不出,&lt;br /&gt;又走不进你的世界.&lt;br /&gt;我陷在爱里面,&lt;br /&gt;谁停住了时间.&lt;br /&gt;越过了重重的心墙,&lt;br /&gt;有一整片蓝天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go from nowhere to now here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1904611659368586569?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1904611659368586569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1904611659368586569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1904611659368586569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1904611659368586569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='北京欢迎你'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGgiJg1JxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ThnhNVjQKIU/s72-c/04-08-08_1722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3344884111123189389</id><published>2008-08-07T01:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:15:52.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need my own connection</title><content type='html'>It's getting harder to get connected to the internet when I'm at home nowadays. I've been typing a post for the days before and after this post but type halfway then keep getting dc. Quite a few things to update and will try my best to post them when the connection is more stable. Watched the match between Brazil &amp;amp; Belgium today. The ref was kayu to the max. Think purposely sent all the better Belgium players out so next match against China they may have a chance to lose. Lolx. Super kelong la. Watch till pui blood. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's these two quite fun game on facebook. It's test your brain and the other is to form words. The form words one I very interested cause recently I watched a very good program on TV Mobile called Spell Cast (also shown on Ch 5 i think). It's a gameshow for primary students for them to compete in spelling. Damn interesting. Keeps me occupied on the long journey and improve my own vocab. Some words are like damn hard. I'm pretty sure adults also can't spell it. And the amazing thing is... the primary school students can. Lolx. Then another thing that amaze me today is also due to primary school students. I saw two (should be primary school) malay girls smoking at the void deck near my house. I damn stunned. Some more they smoke reds. Wa. Damn fierce. Primary school lehz. Primary school I spend money on UFO catcher i already scared my mama will take cane and chase me already. And they fucking smoking. Haiz. What is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How you do anything is how you do everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3344884111123189389?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3344884111123189389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3344884111123189389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3344884111123189389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3344884111123189389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-my-own-connection.html' title='I need my own connection'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3750663486860598454</id><published>2008-08-04T00:06:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T03:08:17.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue post</title><content type='html'>Went k-ing with ZY after school on friday. This time she never sing so many thai songs le. Instead, I had to put up with those pirated mtv of the english songs she sang. So to prove she can sing other languages too, I put up her chinese and english songs. Lolx. I also buay hiao bai, decided to put up videos of my own singing. LOLx. Not nice don't blame me. You clicked on it willingly. I didn't force you to. Lolx. Sup with her then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开始懂了 - ZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nL_FxMRJbl8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nL_FxMRJbl8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours Of The Wind - ZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCZ0Uq0MdrY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCZ0Uq0MdrY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心如刀割- by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/URF6LN50OXE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/URF6LN50OXE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定要幸福 - by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7cTxByIkoU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7cTxByIkoU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa cooked a lot a lot of dishes on Sunday and once again, my relatives came over to have dinner with us. It was a hearty affair and I'm glad that my parents are happy. Had fruits after dinner and I took out the old photos that we packed from the old house to show them. They started to reminisce about the past and I guess they had fun in their own way. Anyway, here are some photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa preparing the fruits for the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhc9LoTuI/AAAAAAAAAbw/l9yz6NW8Jwg/s1600-h/03-08-08_2145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233641760812977890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhc9LoTuI/AAAAAAAAAbw/l9yz6NW8Jwg/s320/03-08-08_2145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Mm, 小婶 &amp;amp; mama looking at the old photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhWilPIhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rzzhBNGiPyc/s1600-h/03-08-08_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233641650593407506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhWilPIhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rzzhBNGiPyc/s320/03-08-08_2143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing after dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhOc_89UI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZEpqW5Dlga8/s1600-h/03-08-08_2146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233641511655896386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhOc_89UI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZEpqW5Dlga8/s320/03-08-08_2146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama when she was 18 (i think). Looks damn like my da jie. Next time I post my da jie photo. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJtMOSGMCXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/w5upHM1LmoY/s1600-h/03-08-08_2236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231859200380635506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJtMOSGMCXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/w5upHM1LmoY/s320/03-08-08_2236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ang Family. Can you spot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJs4FoIv7LI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/VKsI46ofksw/s1600-h/06-08-08_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231837061445577906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJs4FoIv7LI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/VKsI46ofksw/s320/06-08-08_0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I show you... ... Still dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJs3xhrC4vI/AAAAAAAAAaI/fYLf-mkq388/s1600-h/03-08-08_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231836716112995058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJs3xhrC4vI/AAAAAAAAAaI/fYLf-mkq388/s320/03-08-08_2215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJs3afFPiHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/56eeueqDWBE/s1600-h/03-08-08_2214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231836320280578162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJs3afFPiHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/56eeueqDWBE/s320/03-08-08_2214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be damn damn fat. So now I still not so fat. Lolx. I'm consoling myself la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's no failure, only early attempts at success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3750663486860598454?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3750663486860598454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3750663486860598454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3750663486860598454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3750663486860598454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-overdue-post.html' title='Long overdue post'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SKGhc9LoTuI/AAAAAAAAAbw/l9yz6NW8Jwg/s72-c/03-08-08_2145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-8309114777328928987</id><published>2008-08-01T01:24:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:46:50.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>钱不够用2</title><content type='html'>Tues - Attended Prudential's Forward Surge at Expo. The event was like WOW. The whole of Singapore's Prudential financial advisers were there. Damn cool la. Really a lot of people. It was people mountain people sea. Took some photos with Winnie, Shushen &amp;amp; Carol during our break as we were outside when we saw this unmanned buggy car. Lolx. Too &lt;em&gt;bo liao&lt;/em&gt; le. Oh, the theme for that event was sports wear la. I was thinking, wa, if I wear my sports wear (army singlet plus army shorts), really cannot make it la. As I needed to go to office in the morning, I decided to wear my office wear lo. These 3 girls then asked me why I didn't wear my sports attire. They were waiting for me to wear sports wear to laugh at me la. Mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISHil0VmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/A-yO4uVFx54/s1600-h/me+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229262038084376162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISHil0VmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/A-yO4uVFx54/s320/me+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIRz1Q8xNI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9fb1qpMhM4U/s1600-h/winnie+%26+gang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229261699499738322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIRz1Q8xNI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9fb1qpMhM4U/s320/winnie+%26+gang.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event (saw my secondary school friend, Jianming, working as an adviser too), I rushed back to my old home as the &lt;em&gt;Karang Guni&lt;/em&gt; came yesterday and I wanted to survey the damage done. Thanks to papa, the essentials were brought back to my new house on Mon, but I still had to go back to take a look at what happened to the old house. And these scenes greeted me when I reached:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISjZcqaNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/VUhL8pqevBM/s1600-h/29-07-08_1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229262516666394834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISjZcqaNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/VUhL8pqevBM/s320/29-07-08_1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJITwTsachI/AAAAAAAAAZg/CRaZmX8W9dE/s1600-h/29-07-08_1953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229263837971771922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJITwTsachI/AAAAAAAAAZg/CRaZmX8W9dE/s320/29-07-08_1953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you might not get it. Put it simply, all the metals (grills, handles, etc) that can be removed from my old house... were ALL REMOVED. Papa was complaining. All the metals for a meagre 120 bucks. I agree. They/He took nearly all the metal in the house!!! Now, when I go back to clear my stuff, I must be extra careful. One wrong step, and I may fall from my own stairs. Shag man. Packed Lumpy and a few other more valuable stuff and left the house. Upset that the house that practically grew old with me is dilapidated now.&lt;br /&gt;What it used to be like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJITmkHh4DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/isDxvYiACxs/s1600-h/06-07-08_1738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229263670581780530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJITmkHh4DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/isDxvYiACxs/s320/06-07-08_1738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISwt1EiOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZJbC0n0YSYA/s1600-h/29-07-08_1951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229262745475778786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISwt1EiOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZJbC0n0YSYA/s320/29-07-08_1951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed - Rested at home the whole day cause true to my understanding of my own body, I fell sick. This was a damn &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I was awoken by the noisy Monfort punks. They were fucking noisy. The noise level was urging me to take a pail of water and just splash it at them. It didn't help that it was 1 plus pm. Ok ok, I shouldn't be sleeping at 1pm, but hey. I slept at 6am and I AM SICK. So I got up on the wrong side of the bed cursing and swearing. It used to be Zhong Hua's national anthem waking me up. Now it's Monfort. Oh, and while those young punks were KB-ing around. I heard two of them shouting these: “用力一点。”“不要在那里。”&lt;br /&gt;It sounded damn wrong la. Lolx. Ok ok, I'm thinking too much, but trust me, their tone was damn weird when they said these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to clean the house a bit, washed all my office wear so that I could hang them to dry instead of using the dryer and clean Lumpy's cage as it's been eons since I had last cleaned it. I was hanging my clothes at the corridor when the second &lt;em&gt;suay &lt;/em&gt;thing happened. The metal gate of my house suddenly swung shut, effectively LOCKING ME OUT. Once again, my good friends "Chao", "Bye" and "Chee" came to my mind. I was in a super 狼狈 situation. I was sweating like fuck, due to the hard work, and wearing only a BOXER. Yes, only a boxer. No shirt, shorts nothing. I fucking didn't bring my keys and mobile phone with me. I was &lt;em&gt;hong gan&lt;/em&gt;-ded man. I tried all the grills of my house and discovered that they were actually ALL LOCKED. I had to borrow a chair from my neighbour (Didn't help that she is a old &lt;em&gt;cai&lt;/em&gt;) to do that man. Lol. I called mama, got scolded and she suggested that I should go to my 小叔's shop which is near our house. So, I did a SUPER stunt. I walked around my neighbourhood with only a boxer. Didn't help that it was Monfort's 放学 timing and that parents were coming to pick their kids. All eyes were on me man. I felt very sianz...... Reached my uncle's shop and he wasn't in. Luckily his wife managed to get him and lucky for me, the key was kept in the shop. So you think all well ends well... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching home, I decided to clean Lumpy's cage. I will put her in a water bath before I clean her&lt;br /&gt;cage. It may seem cruel but I think good for her lehz. Lolx. As I was cleaning the cage, I had this sudden weird feeling. So I turned back and looked into the pail of water. Guess what? Lumpy was sinking!!! I was damn stunned. It was the first time she did such a stunt. I wanted to take my hand phone to take a picture of it. It was in that split second that I realised that hamsters cannot make themselves sink or play scuba diving. So I quickly rushed over, dived my hand in and grabbed her out of the water. I poked her stomach to force the water out like how the cartoons always show it, but no water came out lehz. Guess she was just drowning when I saw it. I was damn scared she would die la. &lt;em&gt;Heng&lt;/em&gt; she's ok now le, if not I'll never forgive myself. Guess next time I'll just use a smaller pool of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs - Went school and caught 钱不够用2 with Nic, Frankie, LY &amp;amp; ZJ at PS. It's been a long time since I went to GV to watch movie le. Still think GV popcorn is the best, but tickets more ex then Cathay lehz. Ate at this Aji Tei. Their food not bad lehz. Not very ex for jap food also. This show is super duper nice. Yilong, too bad you cannot watch it, or you will definitely LOVE it man. They &lt;em&gt;ji tao &lt;/em&gt;shoot govt la. Lolx. Poked fun at the ERP, pointed out the realities of life. It is hilarious and touching at the same time. No joke. One of Jack Neo's best film for now. This is a must watch if you are a true blue Singaporean. I especially thought that the way they portray the well-to-do girl as &lt;em&gt;ang moh pai&lt;/em&gt;, having no love for the elders and materialistic very well. It's exactly what youngsters nowadays are. The issue of taking care of parents is also very real. I must admit, I teared at some scenes (Nic and Frankie also teared, lolx). Really a good film I feel. Straits Times gave it 2 stars out of 5 cause they are &lt;em&gt;gah-men&lt;/em&gt; owned. So, ignore the review and watch it if you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo wanted me to post some pictures of my new room. So here you are... but damn messy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIRkk7uP2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/lPvuqA9vtco/s1600-h/31-07-08_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229261437417701218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIRkk7uP2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/lPvuqA9vtco/s320/31-07-08_1844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi-yi-shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJINE1A9X0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/w2S2Xt6yGBM/s1600-h/img_moneynoenough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229256493932306242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJINE1A9X0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/w2S2Xt6yGBM/s320/img_moneynoenough.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MUST WATCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIXtNovR8I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/MbtbUZKJIqA/s1600-h/01-08-08_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229268182852650946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIXtNovR8I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/MbtbUZKJIqA/s320/01-08-08_0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room. Exact replica of my old house. As everything just take and put here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIXoSbgt5I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Om_2yG3n4Hk/s1600-h/01-08-08_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229268098240001938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIXoSbgt5I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Om_2yG3n4Hk/s320/01-08-08_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room. Also anyhow anyhow one. No table, no shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIXSzBiA4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/yNn7CTA7-p8/s1600-h/01-08-08_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229267729032283010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJIXSzBiA4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/yNn7CTA7-p8/s320/01-08-08_0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxes to be unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;原諒我 - 蕭敬騰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;請不要分了以後還記得親吻過的承諾&lt;br /&gt;妳的永久,已不屬於我&lt;br /&gt;默默低頭那時我很多話哽在喉嚨&lt;br /&gt;妳的笑妳的快樂&lt;br /&gt;或許我愛太多想太多&lt;br /&gt;我能感受&lt;br /&gt;他比我適合&lt;br /&gt;愛放了手&lt;br /&gt;我偽裝冷漠&lt;br /&gt;逼妳先說分手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請原諒我&lt;br /&gt;原諒我不成熟&lt;br /&gt;不愛妳是藉口&lt;br /&gt;好讓妳離開我&lt;br /&gt;請原諒我&lt;br /&gt;好想自私將妳佔有&lt;br /&gt;妳的寂寞就給我承受　&lt;br /&gt;換妳過更好的生活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛過恨過哭過也笑過&lt;br /&gt;親吻過妳的脆弱&lt;br /&gt;其實我比誰都要懦弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原諒我&lt;br /&gt;必須假裝愛錯&lt;br /&gt;別讓時間逗留&lt;br /&gt;我怕說不出口&lt;br /&gt;原諒我&lt;br /&gt;沒有解釋太多&lt;br /&gt;心痛&lt;br /&gt;別無所求&lt;br /&gt;徹底忘了我&lt;br /&gt;愛原來有舍得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我難過&lt;br /&gt;我才懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Reduce the greed, then reduce the need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-8309114777328928987?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8309114777328928987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=8309114777328928987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8309114777328928987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8309114777328928987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/08/2.html' title='钱不够用2'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SJISHil0VmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/A-yO4uVFx54/s72-c/me+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7341165772600234538</id><published>2008-07-29T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:29:19.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky!!!</title><content type='html'>And here I am in my new house. This is the first night I'm sleeping here. No choice le la. Papa going to cut off the utilities over at Lor Chuan and he asked the &lt;em&gt;Karang Guni &lt;/em&gt;come and take whatever he can. Heard he saw off our staircase to take the metal. Damn fierce. Haiz. My stuff still haven't really pack la, but he brought back all my essentials over to hougang le. So no choice lo. Got to stay here le. Now, my room is full of boxes. I wanna clear it! Anybody wants to help? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream of sleeping on my own queen size bed and having a comforter is fulfilled, thanks to my parents and my 小婶. Thanks a lot!!! The colours don't really match though. Lolx. Who cares anyway. I LOVE MY NEIGHBOURS!!! Be it at Lor Chuan or here, I can smooch. Lolx. I know not very right la. Until I get my own connection, they serve as a temporary solution. Damn &lt;em&gt;heng&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had badminton session just now. Damn shag. Sports for life man. Had a talk with Frankie and Leon. It's been a long time since I've gotten into this kind of in depth conversation le. I guess it's good to have it once in a while. Gives you things to ponder upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting sick le. Sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If You Didn't Love Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If every drop of water disappeared from the land&lt;br /&gt;And every drop of ocean suddenly turned to sand&lt;br /&gt;That would all be nothing&lt;br /&gt;Compared to what I'd feel&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I woke up and couldn't hear a sound&lt;br /&gt;And all that I could see was darkness all around&lt;br /&gt;That would all be nothing&lt;br /&gt;Compared to what I'd feel&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have the world and all that money could buy&lt;br /&gt;And I could travel far beyond the moon and the day&lt;br /&gt;If they gave me golden wings,&lt;br /&gt;well I still couldn't fly&lt;br /&gt;without you, nothing would matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I walk beside each other day after day&lt;br /&gt;But there's so much inside me, I never get to say&lt;br /&gt;My life would be so empty&lt;br /&gt;with nothing left to feel&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14058999-7341165772600234538?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7341165772600234538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7341165772600234538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7341165772600234538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7341165772600234538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/lucky.html' title='Lucky!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7188543218463266723</id><published>2008-07-26T19:24:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:23:21.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convocation</title><content type='html'>Thurs - Played soccer after school, then joined Ben, Terence, Reuben, Leonard and his friend for prawning at night. They caught a super big prawn. Not bad for their first time. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri - Went back office and then ran some errands as I had the car till 9pm. Bought Lumpy's bedding as it's been eons since I had last cleaned her cage. Then went with Nic to Novena to have lunch as he had an appt there. The normally ulu pan pan Velocity was filled with cars at 2pm in the afternoon and they even had the special ops van on standby. We were puzzling about this (Nic guessed Mas Selamat)when Nic suddenly burst out, "It's the Guinness 9 Ball Asean Pool Competition (something like that la)" Turned out that he was right and we watched the pros played. They are really WOW. One cue clear all, superb placing and damn cool. Lolx. Nic saw his idol and we took photos of him (mine not clear la). Had lunch then he went for his appt, while I went to Cindy, Mas and Saf's convocation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This convocation made me realise what a tiring yet happy event it is. I had to shuttle to and fro between the two places my friends' convocation were held. One was at 1st storey while the other was at the third. It's been a long time since I smiled that much in the short period of time for photo taking. Saw friends everywhere. Saw pretty girls everywhere too. MEL, guess who i saw? Guess before the answer is revealed below. The fresh graduates reminded me of recruits passing out. Lolx. Happy for this moment. Embracing the other part of their life soon. Which they will realise is much harder then the study life. Lol. Some may enjoy this new life more, while others will try to revive their carefree life in one way or another. Weekends will be looked forward to. Congrats and happy working guys!!! Mas, Saf and Cindy, photos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with YF,Cindy, Justin, BS and Alan to Marina Square for dinner. The traffic was BAD. Damn damn bad. Sat till our asses rot. Me driving was worst. Si bei jiat lat ar. Went to YoTei, (is it spelt like this?) a jap restaurant. I didn't eat but judging from what BS said and how the food looked, I don't think it's nice la. Lolx. Papa cooked and since I had to return the car, might as well save the money and go back shop to eat. Was walking to draw money when this pretty girl stopped me. She was doing a roadshow and I seeing her from Prudential, chatted with her. She gave me her namecard la. Think I'll call her. LOLX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove in circles before I made it back to shop. I really must learn how to drive in town area man. :) K.O when I reached home. Cause didn't sleep from the time I went school and played soccer till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was slack day. No wonder they say opposites attract. When two people with too much pride come together, they will surely clash. Cause none of them are willing to put down the pride. The only way is just don't have contact. Was talking to a friend when I came to a conclusion that other then chatting and sending file, MSN is like a tool to know the other party existence. People can play 'games' with it. The easiest way? Just delete lo. Then you need not be annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsXZWyHpiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0BzsdEL8q08/s1600-h/25-07-08_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227297516873557538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsXZWyHpiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0BzsdEL8q08/s320/25-07-08_0332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super BIG prawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SItQ2MB2qhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yXVMk3IDQtk/s1600-h/29-07-07_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227360684365752850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SItQ2MB2qhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yXVMk3IDQtk/s320/29-07-07_0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsXRpjTeDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/O71goaaY2QM/s1600-h/25-07-08_1326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227297384472737842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsXRpjTeDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/O71goaaY2QM/s320/25-07-08_1326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute dog I saw at the pet shop. The fur too long so covered the other eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsW-8wVSgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/HALxATBXCq8/s1600-h/25-07-08_1327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227297063210142210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsW-8wVSgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/HALxATBXCq8/s320/25-07-08_1327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at his friend having a haircut, wondering what hair style should he get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsUPs8BY6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/nm1PvkqLo7I/s1600-h/25-07-08_1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227294052487095202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsUPs8BY6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/nm1PvkqLo7I/s320/25-07-08_1321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lassie with the 'where's my master' eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsUANhV26I/AAAAAAAAAXw/0Q0ngTVLFVU/s1600-h/25-07-08_1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227293786355653538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsUANhV26I/AAAAAAAAAXw/0Q0ngTVLFVU/s320/25-07-08_1424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsM-WlFEaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8PNgRB7g0E4/s1600-h/25-07-08_1440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227286057846116770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsM-WlFEaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8PNgRB7g0E4/s320/25-07-08_1440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic's idol (i forgot his name) doing a spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIuNOUZy4cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Dqp9spy6WE4/s1600-h/convo+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227427069628178882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIuNOUZy4cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Dqp9spy6WE4/s320/convo+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIKAI!!! Weiling was there too mel. I fat fat le... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my point of 残而不废。Damn cool. Watch it. Be inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tNn6qOrXkYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tNn6qOrXkYM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To not have the problem, just eradicate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7188543218463266723?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7188543218463266723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7188543218463266723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7188543218463266723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7188543218463266723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/convocation.html' title='Convocation'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIsXZWyHpiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0BzsdEL8q08/s72-c/25-07-08_0332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-780842906812376601</id><published>2008-07-24T02:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:23:19.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the days</title><content type='html'>These few days have been pretty bad. I can't sleep early and can't wake up at all. Like there's a force stopping me to wake up. It's damn bad. Think the only way is not to sleep at all. Trying to quit all the vices too. Lolx. Wish me luck. Oh, there's this quite fun game at S'pore Pools though. It requires you to scratch and see whether you win or not, hence the name Scratch n Win. Lolx. Very fun lehz. Hahaha. Nic and I keep playing together. I can feel the $60,000 coming... come on... Lolx. Went to Nic to AMK Hub. We saw a basker there. His singing was quite good. Reminded me of Chen Wei Lian when he baskers. Take a look at the video lo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang &lt;em&gt;jio&lt;/em&gt; me to eat durian. Surprising lehz. Lolx. So we met up and had durian together lo. It's been quite long since I last saw him and he is still as dark as ever. Lolx. The durian we had, in my opinion, was pretty lousy. Lolx. Bang, don't angry ar. For the price we paid, it was pretty ok though. I very contradictory right. Bought durian for my parents and kana scolded by them. Say they only eat good stuff, don't like those in styrofoam boxes. Sianz. I remember my dad used to but those very good durian and eat already damn shiok. Your whole body got the durian smell la. The burp &lt;em&gt;lagi&lt;/em&gt; power. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made Of Honor was not bad. That situation does happen to most people doesn't it? You and the other party are best friends, then when you realise that you like the other party, they are either attached or reject you or reject you and ask you to fuck off from their lives. Lolx. I think quite a common thing right? Happy endings are a pretty rare find. I'm a pessismist, aren't I? Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QT is having her convo this morning. As expected, she didn't invite me. Lolx. My other JC friends did ask though. I congratulated her through msn le. I don't think I'll be invited to her wedding next time too. Break already really cannot be friends mehz? Not as if we break till damn &lt;em&gt;jiat lat&lt;/em&gt; or what what (If I never remember wrongly la). Is it most couples break already cannot be friends? Or her current boyfriend not confident enough? Can't be what. He very rich one lehz. Lolx. Anyway, I think I go also weird la. I also cannot go, cause need to go office in the morning. So why am I typing all these? Lolx. Think I really nothing to type le. Or perhaps it's because I do want this blog to be as truthful as can be. So when I look back, I can smile and say, "Ah, those were the days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8c4KzisI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fIhteCgiCIE/s1600-h/23-07-08_2106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226282728142637762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8c4KzisI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fIhteCgiCIE/s320/23-07-08_2106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang with the durians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8TG6XWRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/o47sifX5T3k/s1600-h/23-07-08_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226282560301521170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8TG6XWRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/o47sifX5T3k/s320/23-07-08_2107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8LcFpG5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/m9abcwzxHsU/s1600-h/22-07-08_1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226282428547013522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8LcFpG5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/m9abcwzxHsU/s320/22-07-08_1821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon Purchase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8EJSI8vI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z8x-FJcFwDA/s1600-h/24-07-08_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226282303240073970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8EJSI8vI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z8x-FJcFwDA/s320/24-07-08_0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You win when you lap time is lower then the record time. Win the amount beside it. I WON!!!&lt;br /&gt;5 bucks. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMK Hub Basker - Right Here Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ANnelzA5Lk"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4ANnelzA5Lk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;人能残,却不能废.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-780842906812376601?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/780842906812376601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=780842906812376601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/780842906812376601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/780842906812376601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/those-were-days.html' title='Those were the days'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SId8c4KzisI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fIhteCgiCIE/s72-c/23-07-08_2106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6011528930488498832</id><published>2008-07-23T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:25:20.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely, maybe.</title><content type='html'>The Dark Knight is damn worth the ticket price. Lolx. 2 1/2 hrs show for 6 bucks? It's like wow. The story line wasn't bad, effects ok and the characters were well developed. Overall, a good show. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Maybe is damn nice too. Damn. The girl (Isla Fisher) is HOT!!! I love her smile man, and her voice is super sexy too, damn sultry. Lolx. Who knows what other movies she acted in?? I thought the storyline was pretty good. I mean, I'd experienced that kind of love life the guy did man. So I thought it was not too far fetched unlike other movies. He was lucky to have a happy ending though. As quoted from the show, we were like cats &amp;amp; dogs, oil &amp;amp; water, sandpaper &amp;amp; bare ass or Lennon &amp;amp; McCartney. Lolx. It was all a joke. A bad joke. I wonder if I'll ever get to tell my love life to my kids. Lolx. I had asked mama before for hers. And as expected, she didn't want to say.   :(  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, mama said something very 哭笑不得 tonight. She said the reason why I wanna stay at my old house alone is so that I can 胡搞. Then she continued with a damn power one. She asked me did I do with my neighbour's maid? Said later they want money then come and approach me, blah blah blah. WTF right...LOLX. I really blur. If want I also go Geylang can choose what. Lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't bother at all. Not one bit. In fact, I shouldn't even be inititating contact. It's real dumb of me. In fact, it'll be the last time. Well, I do hope it is, that's what I always tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;爱恨难&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;天可不可能变亮&lt;br /&gt;虽然已习惯无止境的黑暗&lt;br /&gt;明天我只凭想像&lt;br /&gt;轻轻触摸你幸福微笑脸庞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使命运早已向我摊牌&lt;br /&gt;我还是要对她耍赖&lt;br /&gt;愿意光先走被取代&lt;br /&gt;换一点未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是爱你也难恨你也难&lt;br /&gt;割舍的勉强&lt;br /&gt;过境千帆也许遗忘&lt;br /&gt;我背上的悲伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱你够难想像更难&lt;br /&gt;永远有遗憾&lt;br /&gt;辛苦是谁的泪在逃&lt;br /&gt;当是好梦终于做完&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天没有可能再亮&lt;br /&gt;渐渐已习惯这黑色着绝望&lt;br /&gt;明天我不用期盼&lt;br /&gt;轻轻抱住我过你的温暖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使命运早已向我摊牌&lt;br /&gt;我还是要对她耍赖&lt;br /&gt;愿意光先走被取代&lt;br /&gt;换一点未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The human heart has hidden treasures&lt;br /&gt;In secret kept, in silence sealed.&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;Whose charm were broken if revealed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6011528930488498832?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6011528930488498832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6011528930488498832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6011528930488498832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6011528930488498832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/definitely-maybe.html' title='Definitely, maybe.'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4875703884424155433</id><published>2008-07-21T01:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T05:25:34.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saf's Engagement &amp; Thai Songs</title><content type='html'>Well, as I've said, went for Safiah's engagement. Saw friends that I was once close with yet have not seen for ages. It was nice catching up with them and remembering that happy and slack days of my first 3 months of JC. We were naive then as we thought that if we continue to be enrolled in SR, everybody will be in the same class. Turned out that nearly everybody was assigned to diffferent classes. Those were the days man. It was a different experience for me as this is the first time I've been to a engagement party. The place was packed with her relatives and friends, and everybody was happy for her. She looked blissful too. Guess this is the power of love. :) Once again, CONGRATS!!! I look forward to your wedding ceremony ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained heavily and kudos to Khairul sending ZY &amp;amp; me to the MRT, we managed to get to our next destination without getting wet. It's been a long time since we last had our KTV session, so we decided to whack all the songs this time round. It used to be us fighting to see who get to sing the chinese songs we want and have fun singing duets. This time round, all she sang was THAI SONGS!!! Not only did she not sing chinese songs, she also forgot all the duets that we used to k. Wa, she really can go become thai gal le. Lolx. This time round, the fun was me laughing at the cheesy thai mtv, doing voice over (got clip too. :p) and noticing that actually, some chinese songs are from thai songs. One good example is the song that our homegrown singer, Chen Wei Lian, sang. The song is my background song now - 爱恨难. For a thai version by ZY, please scroll down and watch the clip. LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;Had porridge at a supposedly famous stall at Chinatown after all the singing. I think overrated la, but then again, their business was damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is family and house moving day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to MF, I've learned how to use Flickr. Lolx. She also helped me do Safiah's collage. Thanks. I'm really not artistically incline la. Just see the difference in the collage that we did. Haiz. Sad. On a happy note, she agreed to help me do whatever collage I want in the future. Haha, I have a personal photo collager now. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIOgaCXUXWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nEyvM9OQssg/s1600-h/us+%26+saf+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225196361851624802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIOgaCXUXWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nEyvM9OQssg/s400/us+%26+saf+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2685864663_eceb557a9c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 466px" height="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3128/2686679650_69a30ec226.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;退后 by ZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/poaI-4661jY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/poaI-4661jY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai version of 爱恨难&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-ULS3JchVI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-ULS3JchVI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Behind great man are greater friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4875703884424155433?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4875703884424155433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4875703884424155433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4875703884424155433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4875703884424155433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/safs-engagement-thai-songs.html' title='Saf&apos;s Engagement &amp; Thai Songs'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIOgaCXUXWI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nEyvM9OQssg/s72-c/us+%26+saf+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-8504975617120439502</id><published>2008-07-19T05:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:49:38.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Durians &amp; Prawns</title><content type='html'>Well, the title pretty much sums up what's up for thursday &amp;amp; friday. Had supper with Nic, ZJ &amp;amp; Frankie after mj. Nic had a sudden craving for durian and being the 'onz ones', we head to a durian stall at Geylang after having the famous &lt;em&gt;ba chor&lt;/em&gt; mee at Aljunied. They eat a bit bit only then say buay &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; already. Made me finish the rest (but I shiok la, lolx). Only 8 bucks/kg. Ok ma. 猫山王 some more k. &lt;em&gt;Ho liao&lt;/em&gt;. Damn 爽.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was resting at home on Fri, when Ruiling&lt;em&gt; jio&lt;/em&gt; me go prawning with her Benni. Lolx. Once again, I was the escort for another couple. Eh ruix, bring single girls who don't mind having a fat and ugly boyfriend next time round la. Lolx. Luckily Nic joined after his temple stuff and I had company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Saf's engagement party later, then k with ZY. CONGRATULATIONS. It's like wow. First few of my friends to be married. One by one, my friends will all be getting married. The idea of attending my friends' wedding pretty facinates me. It's like another stage of their life. Cool right. It also means we are getting older and moving nearer towards adulthood. No longer are we the young punks who would only worry about school work and where to go after school to play. Lolx. I wonder whether I will ever get married or not. I think not. Think I'll just die after my parents move on in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read finish 'Dear John' by Nicholas Sparks. I think it's the best story among all his novels. It's not very very good, but the storyline, think I can sort of relate to it. Lolx. It's also one of the few novels that he had written that has a sad ending. Please read it if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Hui Ping &amp;amp; Wei Xiong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIESSWtDj_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/H7WsrlutzYs/s1600-h/18-07-08_0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224477149267988466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIESSWtDj_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/H7WsrlutzYs/s320/18-07-08_0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIER1_XDXYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NVziglyo7L0/s1600-h/18-07-08_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224476661965348226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIER1_XDXYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NVziglyo7L0/s320/18-07-08_0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He die die also don't wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIEQ4keKbNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WiJEPwS_Lhw/s1600-h/18-07-08_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224475606775393490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIEQ4keKbNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/WiJEPwS_Lhw/s320/18-07-08_0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Love Durians!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do we even exist?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-8504975617120439502?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8504975617120439502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=8504975617120439502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8504975617120439502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8504975617120439502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/durians-prawns.html' title='Durians &amp; Prawns'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SIESSWtDj_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/H7WsrlutzYs/s72-c/18-07-08_0202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1507841787118446014</id><published>2008-07-17T05:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:28:39.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And on a full moon night...</title><content type='html'>Hellboy 2 was normal. Movies nowadays are really not that fantastic anymore. Or is it just me? Saw this sign in Cine's candy shop. Kinky ar?&lt;br /&gt;JL, it was a stroke of bad luck, but I'm pretty apologetic too. So, don't blame me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5qN7DKAlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/diXSAUUgFHo/s1600-h/14-07-08_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223729405218128466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5qN7DKAlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/diXSAUUgFHo/s320/14-07-08_1850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought things couldn't get any weirder, I took this cab where the uncle damn &lt;em&gt;zhai&lt;/em&gt;. Use one hand to change gear and control the stearing wheel. A 140km/h cab that I once took before pales in comparison with this kind of car control. And I thought I would only see this stunt in M'sia or Thai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5pYCKj-XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TH3t6ToFjfs/s1600-h/15-07-08_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223728479415302514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5pYCKj-XI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/TH3t6ToFjfs/s320/15-07-08_1853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw another stunt. See for it yourself. Cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5ovQIdKGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/zz8hd_HMG30/s1600-h/16-07-08_1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223727778789927010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5ovQIdKGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/zz8hd_HMG30/s320/16-07-08_1357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love to look at clouds too. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5oASA0EeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/QB-jisAizQk/s1600-h/16-07-08_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223726971840893410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5oASA0EeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/QB-jisAizQk/s320/16-07-08_1915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawns cooked using electronic grill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5mgmcVizI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hLHGb03WwQE/s1600-h/17-07-08_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223725328057600818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5mgmcVizI/AAAAAAAAAV4/hLHGb03WwQE/s320/17-07-08_0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty random post. Just plain lazy. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;叶子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;叶子是不会飞翔的翅膀&lt;br /&gt;翅膀是落在天上的叶子&lt;br /&gt;天堂原来应该不是妄想&lt;br /&gt;只是我早已经遗忘&lt;br /&gt;当初怎么开始飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;孤单是一个人的狂欢&lt;br /&gt;狂欢是一群人的孤单&lt;br /&gt;爱情原来的开始是陪伴&lt;br /&gt;但我也渐渐地遗忘&lt;br /&gt;当时是怎样有人陪伴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一个人吃饭旅行(到处)走走停停&lt;br /&gt;也一个人看书写信自己对话谈心&lt;br /&gt;只是心又飘到了哪里&lt;br /&gt;就连自己看也看不清&lt;br /&gt;我想我不仅仅是失去你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Remember, cause we live to create the future, and to relish in the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1507841787118446014?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1507841787118446014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1507841787118446014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1507841787118446014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1507841787118446014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-on-full-moon-night.html' title='And on a full moon night...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SH5qN7DKAlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/diXSAUUgFHo/s72-c/14-07-08_1850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3545800137196309688</id><published>2008-07-13T23:38:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:36:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Birthday Celebrations...</title><content type='html'>Been rather depress recently, dunno why. Lolx. Was it a mistake to initiate contact? I dunno man. Just don't continue I guess. Anyway, rather lazy to type. Will let the pictures do most of the talking. Events that happened these past few days (from 10/07/08):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp7Oz1zIaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Qk2XRNTAVtE/s1600-h/img_redcliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222622212253753762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp7Oz1zIaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Qk2XRNTAVtE/s320/img_redcliff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it's a two part show. I don't think it's that good too. Miss out lots of historic events. Still so draggy when they miss out lots of main points. They censored the scene of Ling Zhi Ling making out with Liang Chao Wei. Sucks. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp5q5WkOqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FNtjTJfScHM/s1600-h/11-07-08_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222620495746448034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp5q5WkOqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FNtjTJfScHM/s320/11-07-08_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went drinking with Nic &amp;amp; Frankie after that. Due to no suitable venue, we did it at the prawn pond. Brought out my Chivas and we drank and catch prawns. Think Frankie also like to catch le. Everytime Nic &amp;amp; I came back from the toilet, he caught 1. Lolx. Drank till the wee hours and Nic and I took a bus (with full of students) to have breakfast at our 'homeground'. We felt damn awkward as we had the alohol + BBQ taste. Should have just taken a cab. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp5gi925_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/2yiksjYUikE/s1600-h/11-07-08_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222620317938542578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp5gi925_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/2yiksjYUikE/s320/11-07-08_0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after rounds of drinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp5YW_CnZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_hvJk65fekY/s1600-h/11-07-08_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222620177283325330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp5YW_CnZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/_hvJk65fekY/s320/11-07-08_0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get him to take a pic with the prawn he caught in this pose. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see. ZL is back!!! Lolx. YL, can see? So my pri school friends had a post birthday celebration with me cum welcome ZL back at the steamboat (Yes, steamboat again...) eatery at where? AMK!!! Faintz. Turn out the one they wanna try is the one I always go with Nic. Lolx. What to do, it's the company that is more impt right? They bought a cake for me. That's sweet. Thanks guys. Went to Liquid Kitchen @ Gardens after that. Only have one photo. The rest wait till Veron send(She always never send one.Lolx). Will update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp485sLWeI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rqlfT_-Zpok/s1600-h/11-07-08_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222619705563109858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp485sLWeI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rqlfT_-Zpok/s320/11-07-08_2048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZL with a lollipop. Haha. It's NOT. IT'S a condom. Cool right. She gave it to me as souvenir there. Thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then woke up late on Sat. Just in time as Jason ask me to go prawning again. Lolx. Had my dinner there and Jason left one hour before I was finished with my timing. What to do? Prawn alone lo. Lonely hor. Skewered, washed, bbq-ed and ate all 16 prawns that I caught alone. Sad right. So I played with the prawns and ogle at the pretty girls there. Ah liang then called me and came to talk cock with me while waiting for his date. Lolx. The results of a lousy hp camera &amp;amp; a bored and lonely man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3xL8NgMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/K4kyn-FKst4/s1600-h/12-07-08_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222618404792139970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3xL8NgMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/K4kyn-FKst4/s320/12-07-08_2126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their fried hor fun is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3p0w4R6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/0PIxQr8dWsU/s1600-h/12-07-08_2222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222618278311511970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3p0w4R6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/0PIxQr8dWsU/s320/12-07-08_2222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How a bigger than your normal prawn look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3eUgtJLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/O2N-ZuneVA0/s1600-h/13-07-08_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222618080675177650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3eUgtJLI/AAAAAAAAAUg/O2N-ZuneVA0/s320/13-07-08_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smallest vs The Biggest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3V1QkZiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/axOGYnHIvYM/s1600-h/13-07-08_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222617934847043106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3V1QkZiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/axOGYnHIvYM/s320/13-07-08_0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a good bath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3MQMI7MI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D6lVifWGYTc/s1600-h/13-07-08_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222617770277530818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp3MQMI7MI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/D6lVifWGYTc/s320/13-07-08_0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dry youself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp27PVtiaI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8r6T3SQkC7g/s1600-h/13-07-08_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222617477991467426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp27PVtiaI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8r6T3SQkC7g/s320/13-07-08_0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are ready to present yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHqCCgINq1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/WiEz2y2Vpt4/s1600-h/13-07-08_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222629697385245522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHqCCgINq1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/WiEz2y2Vpt4/s320/13-07-08_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you eat a prawn. This is BIG prawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHqB8mLSTSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-xEkrvlxxY8/s1600-h/13-07-08_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222629595929529634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHqB8mLSTSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-xEkrvlxxY8/s320/13-07-08_0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Da. Notice how the shell is nicely taken out. Notice the yellowish thing on the prawn meat? That's the BEST man. It's the 虾膏. Sedap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp2yyDD06I/AAAAAAAAAUA/XArvtnJwNyk/s1600-h/13-07-08_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222617332689654690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp2yyDD06I/AAAAAAAAAUA/XArvtnJwNyk/s320/13-07-08_0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sick picture ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad invited my relatives to come see my new house and treated them dinner at the coffeshop we always eat when we are at my 五叔's shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHpc-zoD31I/AAAAAAAAATo/t-9-EcyrpO0/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222588951969390418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHpc-zoD31I/AAAAAAAAATo/t-9-EcyrpO0/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two tables of relatives. The table behind is also ours. Lolx. Remind me of when I was young, we used to have 3 or more tables. I had 5 to 6 tables when I was 5. Lolx. Those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHqDZY8B5ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/34AlDgGn-k0/s1600-h/dinner+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHqDZY8B5ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/34AlDgGn-k0/s400/dinner+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222631190103713170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder sis. They say we look alike since young, cause we take after my mama I guess. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family's the Best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3545800137196309688?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3545800137196309688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3545800137196309688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3545800137196309688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3545800137196309688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-birthday-celebrations.html' title='Post Birthday Celebrations...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHp7Oz1zIaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Qk2XRNTAVtE/s72-c/img_redcliff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-71793234521186859</id><published>2008-07-10T04:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:31:10.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how the day went...</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I would like to thank my friends who did sms, call or personally wish me a Happy Birthday. :) Really touched that you guys remembered. Special thanks to my office who celebrated the July babies birthday together, YL who took the effort to call from Down Under (a brother is really a brother, this 17 yrs of friendship hasn't failed me yet). Damn &lt;em&gt;zhai&lt;/em&gt;. Also special thanks to my SIM friends who had dinner with me and Nic &amp;amp; ZJ who talked cock with me after that over a couple of beers. And thanks Jo and those who can make it in advance for organising a dinner on Fri for me. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was office celebration for the July babies. It's a tradition for us to celebrate the birthdays of those born in the month every month. There will always be a lot of food and superb cheese or ice cream or chocolate cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHUls7cSJZI/AAAAAAAAATI/Asg1KCPE-CU/s1600-h/09-07-08_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221120796806751634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHUls7cSJZI/AAAAAAAAATI/Asg1KCPE-CU/s320/09-07-08_1046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and the guys decided to have dinner together as a celebration for my birthday. Nic wanted Cartel but due to poor response, we went back to the hotpot restaurant opened by Terence Chao. As usual, food and service were up to the standard. And guess what... we saw the boss. Lolx. The last time they went Dragon Gate to celebrate Nic birthday, they saw Felicia Chin and took photos with her. This time I more gay. I saw Terence. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221126683591993218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHUrDlbQZ4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/eAX8NFpyY7Y/s400/Steamboat+Labelled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, had a couple of beers at the coffeeshop near my AMK neighbourhood. Nic, ZJ &amp;amp; me talked cock and reminisced about our childhood at this wonderful neighbourhood. Spoke about the different shops and the rumours surrounding it. Where can you find such a great neighbourhood that people do look out for one another and know each other? One good example: I was underage and went to the Singapore pools near my shop to bet on soccer. I successfully placed my bet and was feeling smug about it when the next day, my mum apprehended me. She asked me why did I bet on soccer and scolded me. I was damn shocked. How did she know that I bet on soccer? Turned out that the auntie who collects bets at the Singapore pool counter is a customer of my dad's shop. Damn sianz right. She also &lt;em&gt;zhai&lt;/em&gt; la. Know I underage still let me buy. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drinking, had supper and went to Nic house to grab some movies that he d/l. Thanks man, no need pay right. He also introduced me to the Korean culture (= &lt;em&gt;chio bus&lt;/em&gt;). Lolx. There's also this funny gameshow which he showed me. Those interested can ask me. The girl he showed me is super duper hot man. Her dance is also not bad. I think girls who can dance damn sexy lehz. Lolx. This basically sums up my birthday. Not much, but hey, spending time with family and friends is always the best way to pass a day. For this human connections need to be nurtured and substained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHUrYkrPOEI/AAAAAAAAATY/R-BMl5zEc1c/s1600-h/09-07-08_2119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221127044167841858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHUrYkrPOEI/AAAAAAAAATY/R-BMl5zEc1c/s320/09-07-08_2119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY good old brother. Lolx. YL, see, not lying to you ar. I AM DAMN FAT LE.DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT HOT HOT. Sexy dance too. Chae Yeon - Two of us. Abang, your fav korean lehz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9stg87yJoYU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9stg87yJoYU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-71793234521186859?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/71793234521186859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=71793234521186859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/71793234521186859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/71793234521186859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-how-day-went.html' title='This is how the day went...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHUls7cSJZI/AAAAAAAAATI/Asg1KCPE-CU/s72-c/09-07-08_1046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1513845588743747893</id><published>2008-07-09T02:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T02:59:42.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>祝我生日快乐</title><content type='html'>Wa, I did 2 posts at a go. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually for this post, I already know what songs to put in and roughly what to type like since 1/2 a year ago? I already had the concept in my head already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!!! Lolx. Yup. It's been like this every year cause my family don't celebrate birthdays. Anyway, I also think it's not really a big deal la. Birthday means IPPT window open only and you have experience what you should have as the previous year age. Lol. Anyway, I really do think that during our birthday, we should like thank our parents for like bringing us up till now? Like it's their credit that we are well taken care of or we are in this world. Some may argue that it is not THEIR choice that they were brought into this world, but hey, why be so calculative and petty? Be thankful that you were not brought into this world living in a slum or have some disease or whatsoever. Anyway, I always believe everybody is in this world for a reason, for others. We are like all inter-connected. It's like what the book "5 People You Meet In Heaven" says. The concept quite cool lehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday also means that it's time to experience the things that the age will bring about. Experience it, relish in it and do not regret it. For one can only experience what one can during the age itself. If you have regrets in the later part of your life, or say that you wish that you were younger, it can only mean that you never really enjoyed the age that you were in. For we can never turn back time, (not now anyway, maybe in the future?) and you are what age you are in now. A concept from 'Tuesday With Morrie'. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama wanted to buy a cake just now. Say we can cut together. I was rather surprised la. Think she wanna use the cake to lure me to the new house to sleep. Lol. In the end, I told her not to waste money la. It's not that I do not want to go to the new house to sleep. It's just that I'm rather attached to this house (be it empty), this place is nearer to my work place, here got internet and I'm too lazy to really pack. My parents are not happy that I'm sleeping here alone. They think that after they leave me here alone, I'll PARTYyyyyyyyy. My mama think I'll bring girl home to sleep or go out till late night then come back to the house to sleep. Aiyo, where got girl want me? Then she also said this just now. 不要跟你的当兵的朋友去嫖妓啊. 不要以为去庆祝什么生日啊.要用安全套啊,不要等下中艾滋病. Wa &lt;em&gt;piang&lt;/em&gt;, again lehz. Lolx, but I know she loves me la. And from here, you can infer that my parents are those old school kind one. Believe only army friends can teach you the wrong things. For the record, I think my uni friends more &lt;em&gt;hiong&lt;/em&gt;. Lolx. So, here I am alone, typing this post downstairs. This is so as upstairs cannot connect properly to the network lehz. I really wanna thank the person who 'allow' me to smooch this network. It's labelled Motorola lehz, same as my mobile phone. Haha. Anyway, cause downstairs is like empty, I have to create a makeshift place at the area where the network can be best received. Damn pathetic. It's time to subscribe to the net in my new house if there cannot smooch. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year this time I was in thailand. Lolx. I was definitely fitter and in company of two quite pretty girls. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 yrs le. 2 yrs ago this day, I experienced both the up and downs in life. One moment we were celebrating happily, next moment everything phew, changed. Well, I guess that's life. Learn to catch what is thrown to you. Though we've like discussed it before, but implementing it is like totally different. *shrugs* what to do? When someone's heart and feelings changed, it's gone. I've learnt this quite a few times le. So I guess in this area, nothing can be worst le. Unless the one I'm with suddenly die or lose memory of you la. That's the worst worst case. Lolx. Like "At First Sight" or "The Notebook". These kind damn WAH one lehz. Like really heart wrenching one. Can make you cry more than 真情,大长今,one litre of tears put together. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to get a new handphone(old one starting to hang &amp; can't take pictures with decent colours), a digi cam(you see my pics you know it's due to a lack of a proper camera), a mp3 player(think I'm the only bugger who carries a discman around nowadays), new fragrance(my 21st gift, Hugo Sensation finishing le) and internet connection(duh). So, what do you want to sponsor? Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOqJcWotMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CPRqs6RwirE/s1600-h/09-07-08_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220703472259216578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOqJcWotMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CPRqs6RwirE/s320/09-07-08_0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the box at the top right hand corner? Yes, that's my 'desk'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOtOnpH5QI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZkYmIYrOfSw/s1600-h/06-07-08_1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOtOnpH5QI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZkYmIYrOfSw/s320/06-07-08_1734.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220706859723777282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2 super duper apt songs man. Lolx. Thought of these 2 songs to put 1/2 a year ago. How &lt;em&gt;zhai&lt;/em&gt; is that right? :) Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;祝我生日快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道伤心不能改变什么&lt;br /&gt;那么让我诚实一点&lt;br /&gt;诚实难免有不能控制的宣泄&lt;br /&gt;只有关上了门不必理谁&lt;br /&gt;一个人坐在空的包厢里面&lt;br /&gt;手机让它休息一夜&lt;br /&gt;那上千个切掉回忆的画面&lt;br /&gt;眼泪不能流过十二点&lt;br /&gt;生日快乐&lt;br /&gt;我对自己说&lt;br /&gt;蜡烛点了&lt;br /&gt;寂寞亮了&lt;br /&gt;生日快乐&lt;br /&gt;泪也融了&lt;br /&gt;我要谢谢你给的你拿走的一切&lt;br /&gt;还爱你带一点恨&lt;br /&gt;还要时间&lt;br /&gt;才能平衡&lt;br /&gt;热恋伤痕&lt;br /&gt;画面重生&lt;br /&gt;祝我生日快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;忘不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翻开一本旧日记&lt;br /&gt;记载着一段旧恋情&lt;br /&gt;每段都那么的甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;往事历历在这里&lt;br /&gt;曾看过多少的风雨&lt;br /&gt;曾说过要到哪里去&lt;br /&gt;曾做过觉得傻的事&lt;br /&gt;爱过在这城市里昨晚下了一场雨&lt;br /&gt;让我忽然梦里见到你&lt;br /&gt;躲在某个地方哭泣&lt;br /&gt;好想紧紧抱着你&lt;br /&gt;有一次从朋友口中听到你消息&lt;br /&gt;我的心都在发抖&lt;br /&gt;你是否孤身一人(can't be)&lt;br /&gt;我不停追问&lt;br /&gt;分手两年后我还是想着你&lt;br /&gt;多久没有见过你&lt;br /&gt;现在你住在哪里&lt;br /&gt;只怕有一天我们都会老去&lt;br /&gt;只想留一点回忆&lt;br /&gt;能够让我们依靠我在一个咖啡店&lt;br /&gt;透过玻璃窗往外望&lt;br /&gt;你的人影无所不在&lt;br /&gt;无心无魂的想你&lt;br /&gt;为什么人总要等到失去才珍惜&lt;br /&gt;我来不及想告诉你&lt;br /&gt;要永远不分离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just catch what life has thrown to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1513845588743747893?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1513845588743747893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1513845588743747893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1513845588743747893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1513845588743747893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_1868.html' title='祝我生日快乐'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOqJcWotMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CPRqs6RwirE/s72-c/09-07-08_0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5472306066225435264</id><published>2008-07-08T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:22:35.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suay suay suay</title><content type='html'>It's a triple suay day today. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First suay, was doing canvassing at Heeren's this morning and couldn't get a lot of people to do the survey lehz. Damn suay. Like normally it's ok one lehz. This morning was especially disappointing. The reaction of people when they see a surveyor is damn funny. Some are damn rude too. Like they totally ignore you? So guys, next time at least smile and say you are busy or rushing somewhere etc la. Lol. Don't just ignore ma. Not good right. If the person still hound you, then you give him your best 'go fuck off, I told you I'm not free right' look la. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things they do when they see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) They start to avoid eye contact with you. Cause most people don't dare to face what they fear. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) They start to suddenly have something to do, e.g fiddle with hp, play with nails, talk to the friend beside them (worst is some alone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) They become turbo boosted. Lolx. Speed walkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You become invisible to them. They cannot hear you when you talk to them, and will not reply you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) They become crabs. LOL. Yes, crabs. Not typo error. They start to walk sideways. No joke. They like slant away from you like you are some disease like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that pretty sums up how majority behave. Minority, they treat you with respect, reply or reject you courteously. Thank you those who did that to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second suay. I thought I could just like disappear away forever. Last week I didn't even&lt;em&gt; tio&lt;/em&gt; once. How come this week first day straight away&lt;em&gt; tio&lt;/em&gt; lehz. Haiz... It's also not my choice. No need straight away put your head down right? I'll try my best to avoid k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third suay. Took my IPPT today. Surprisingly, I passed all my static stations and did pretty ok. Did them with Zi Qi, my bmt mate. Was pretty hopeful cause I need to pass my running then can pass IPPT and be $100 richer le. Went for the 2.4km run with high hopes. First round was ok, then the start of the second round, whole body machiam cramp like that. Wa, the pain was excruciating man. Really buay tahan ar. So in the end, guess what. I failed. Lol. I already sort of know I'll fail la. 但是,希望在人间what. Lol. This proves that your body must be conditioned over the days. Not one time &lt;em&gt;pia&lt;/em&gt; them all. I feel 5kg lighter now though. Lolx. Will work hard during RT and regain my fitness and physique. Speaking of fitness, I vividly remember what my sec school teacher once said. The definition of fitness is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;' You wake up early in the morning, send your kids and wife to work. After that, still can be fresh and work hard during the office hours. Finishing, you can stay focus on the road and move through the peak hour crowd to fetch them home. Then you still have the patience to settle your kids homework and clean the house. With that, your wife will then be pleased and you two can have hot steamy sex. And while you are damn shag out, if a fire broke out, you still can have the energy to bring your whole family down the 15 storey HDB flat. ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, what the fuck right? I think it's rather true though. Lolx. That's a real FIT man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOfy1aeKjI/AAAAAAAAASw/b-jY9t0ZcZ0/s1600-h/09-07-08_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220692088732920370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOfy1aeKjI/AAAAAAAAASw/b-jY9t0ZcZ0/s320/09-07-08_0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tiny piece of paper sentenced me to give gahmen 4 hours each of my weekday and weekend. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best way to sum up this post is this hokkien 'rhyme' KL once said to me during the EURO season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lang si lang sia&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Le si sia lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(People is lion dance = prosperous/lucky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I'm a shitty luck person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hopefully in 18 hours' time, which is the actual time of my birth, my luck will be turned around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WILL STRIKE 4D TOMORROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For when you believe it will, it will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5472306066225435264?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5472306066225435264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5472306066225435264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5472306066225435264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5472306066225435264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_3602.html' title='Suay suay suay'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHOfy1aeKjI/AAAAAAAAASw/b-jY9t0ZcZ0/s72-c/09-07-08_0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7986397116188694109</id><published>2008-07-08T04:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T04:42:57.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New House, Old Furniture</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night (07/07/08)[Mon] was the official first sleep in at the new house for my papa and mama. Why only the two of them? It's because I'm alone over at my old house cause my stuff haven't moved over yet. Basically, their stuff also haven't really move over yet, but they like don't really have much stuff too. They only need the utensils and the electronic stuff. Shifted the heavy stuff yesterday afternoon. It's really not easy la. Though I never really like helped the movers move the main furniture, but moving the not-so-heavy ones I already &lt;em&gt;heh heh chuan&lt;/em&gt; already. The flight of stairs is really a killer man. It's a wonder those movers (3 ah peks some more) can move everything. I was like damn impressed. I think it has to do with the generation thingy. Like the older generation they are like more tough and all? Like they can endure more ba. It's even harder then carry gas la (which i carry before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch break over at hougang coffeeshop after moving the first round and saw YL's dad and mum. Damn 巧。Talked for a while with them. It's like YL is like our common topic ar. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school after that. Realised that lessons now are really tougher and it's not that easy to understand anymore. How to miss lessons like that. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new house is like a parallel import of the old one. My papa shifted nearly everything. Guess they like used them for 23 yrs (Yes, this Lor Chuan house is bought when I was born. :&gt;) and is nostalgic about the things. It's amazing how the furniture can last so long. Guess it's quality wood and the craftmanship is good de. It's like fitting everything into a tiny flat la. So now the new house like a bit cluttered. My room don't have shelves or anything how to move. Haiz. I also wanna move soon, at least no need go pass S'goon North to go anywhere. Damn leh chey. Lol. Oh, play MJ at Leon's place also must go there. Haha. Next time come my new house play la. Lolx. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping alone in the house is quite intimidating. Cause like downstairs is like empty le. Everything is gone le. I even had to buy mineral water in case I wanna drink water. No tv, washing machine, dryer, tables and chairs le. Only my room is really furnished. Ok, with lots of rubbish on the floor too. Lolx. Guess dustmites, termites and bugs will be my bunk mate. Oh, and lumpy (my hamster). She like going to die le. Cause I haven't like fed her for ages. Cause no food le ma. Better go get her food tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to take IPPT tomorrow le. Die le la. Hope can pass if not RT liao. Though I'm already prepared for RT, still the feeling sucks la. Hopefully it can train my fitness back till the good old army days and I can become slimmer. Lolx. Damn not proactive in my keeping fit right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a stupid thing yesterday. Did it in a moment of folly. It's like have you ever do something you know what the result will be yet you still go ahead and do it? It's like futile? Though they always say you never try you never know. It's a sign of weakness I guess. Must be STRONG. Lolx. Anyway, it's been rectified, so *shrugs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, need.to.sleep. Night. Photos next post ba. Jo also haven't sent me the send off photos. JO!!! Pls... meow... Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new house, a new birth(day), a new beginning. Positive. Lolx.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7986397116188694109?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7986397116188694109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7986397116188694109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7986397116188694109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7986397116188694109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-house-old-furniture.html' title='New House, Old Furniture'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-2459589990324404580</id><published>2008-07-06T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:46:22.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Actually...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHDlicczbTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Il9frlyqrbw/s1600-h/love+actually.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219924348037721394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHDlicczbTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Il9frlyqrbw/s320/love+actually.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;does not exist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the last supper with YL, KL, Veron, Gab, Jo &amp;amp; KC before YL leave us on Sat (5 Jul 08). Watched Ironman that we imported over from the roadtrip last time. Seriously, beside asking for the quality of the movie next time, you better ask if the subtitles are done by the Ah Bengs over there or done by someone decent. Wa, the subtitles were like damn damn &lt;em&gt;chui &lt;/em&gt;la. Lolx. And I thought my english was bad. I thought the show was average. Not especially fantastic. Guess the only plus point was the graphics, which we couldn't really enjoy due to the lousy quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nic sold me some movies that he d/l and the quality is like a lot better then the DVDs. One of the shows which I have watched is Love Actually. Yes, it's an old show but I didn't watch it the last time when it came out. So, yup. The show was qute funny in a way and it was better. It showed how love is actually all around. I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this show did bring out something - that is the airport is actually a place full of emotions. And for Singapore Airport, it's like the extremes emotions are like just one level away from each other. If you strive on negative energy and feeling emo, just go to the Departure Gate. There, you will see people crying, eyes brimming with tears, 'i'll miss you' hugs given out and the face all screwed up (due to trying to put a brave front yet going to break down kind). That was what happened when we sent YL off to Down Under. Study hard ar bro. Hope you like the gift that we wrote. Do take care ya. We'll all miss you like how we miss the rest that are still overseas. I can already foresee the gatherings lessening already. Lolx. Intro some &lt;em&gt;ang moh chio bu(s)&lt;/em&gt; to Gab &amp;amp; me ar. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One level down, will be the place where people will be waiting expectantly, excitedly, nervously for their love ones to come back to their side. Guess what, me and YL experience both within like these 2 weeks? Welcoming Jo and sending him. Lolx. Anyway, the way they flim these emotions in the show Love Actually was damn good. Like you can see that it's real and not act out one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after sending YL, we went to T3 to take a look and it reminded me of VivoCity lehz. Ate Popeyes and went to Thomson for ice-cream. It was closed when we reached and we had to find another place. Went to this cafe where you can bring your pets to eat with you too. The drinks wasn't very nice, but guess what? YL, the cafe is actually opened by one of our teachers in TCHS. Jason Wong. Dunno you remember or not but Gab and I certainly did. Damn 巧la. I just saw him like 2 weeks ago when I was meeting a client, but didn't approach him la. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHD1VG_wIqI/AAAAAAAAASY/NErMqrNc24E/s1600-h/06-07-08_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219941711126471330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHD1VG_wIqI/AAAAAAAAASY/NErMqrNc24E/s320/06-07-08_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of dogs in the cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHD1_k-ySZI/AAAAAAAAASo/hpcr2HLYTkc/s1600-h/02-07-08_1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219942440729987474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHD1_k-ySZI/AAAAAAAAASo/hpcr2HLYTkc/s320/02-07-08_1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Newest Snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHD15DB0crI/AAAAAAAAASg/ASVccC9nTJ0/s1600-h/02-07-08_1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219942328536691378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHD15DB0crI/AAAAAAAAASg/ASVccC9nTJ0/s320/02-07-08_1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo Float &amp;amp; Derik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For we will always be around if you need us. That's what friends are for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-2459589990324404580?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/2459589990324404580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=2459589990324404580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2459589990324404580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2459589990324404580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-actually.html' title='Love Actually...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SHDlicczbTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Il9frlyqrbw/s72-c/love+actually.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-2541051812973197005</id><published>2008-07-04T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T04:46:13.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER SIZE ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG34ZVGIJ6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ELEPQtxL63I/s1600-h/Super+size+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219100657235535778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG34ZVGIJ6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ELEPQtxL63I/s320/Super+size+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a damn good show i think. Everybody should watch it and watch it as young as they can for them to understand the harm that fastfood is doing to their body. If you are eating fastfood and reading this post right now, THROW IT AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be thankful that our little country offers a variety of food that is more than enough to satisfy our palate. In this way, our people would not be as easily addicted to fastfood as the Americans. Or maybe it's due to our ability to eat all different animal parts? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should also be thankful that there is PE in our primary - pre tertiary education. TAF programs are also available. Those that we used to think its a chore, it's actually forcing us to work our fat ass. IPPT for the guys after they ORD also make sure that they keep fit. Speaking of which, I'm keeping fat. IPPT sure fail le la. RT, here I comeeeee... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good point to note (from the movie) is that we are spending more on slim care and fast cures for illness and weight gain. What should be done is to spend more on the well-being and health care of the individual. We should take preventive measures instead of curative ones. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really cannot stop eating fastfood, at least don't eat it so often and pls do not upsize. You can get addicted to fastfood. Yes, it's like drugs. Akin to cigarettes, drugs, booze and computer. Lolx. People do get addicted to computer you know. Like they keep using and must use it everyday for MSN, games, facebook, etc. I think it's pretty stupid though. Give me books anytime. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence saying all these, I hereby proclaim that I would not eat any fastfood, except MOS Burger. Lolx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you wanna watch the show cause your curiosity is piqued by this post of mine, here's the link...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=20"&gt;http://movie6.net/movie-/?p=20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be fit or be fat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-2541051812973197005?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/2541051812973197005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=2541051812973197005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2541051812973197005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2541051812973197005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-size-me.html' title='SUPER SIZE ME'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG34ZVGIJ6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ELEPQtxL63I/s72-c/Super+size+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3176903085745431103</id><published>2008-07-04T05:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T17:43:27.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's raining damn damn heavily now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My insomnia is like... back? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;爱错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;北风毫不留情&lt;br /&gt;把叶子吹落&lt;br /&gt;脆弱的它他选择的逃脱&lt;br /&gt;叶子失去消息&lt;br /&gt;风才感觉寂寞&lt;br /&gt;整个冬天&lt;br /&gt;北风的痛没人能说&lt;br /&gt;我从来没想过&lt;br /&gt;我会这样做&lt;br /&gt;从来没爱过&lt;br /&gt;所以爱错&lt;br /&gt;我从哪里起飞&lt;br /&gt;从哪里降落&lt;br /&gt;多少不能原谅的错却不能从来过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翻开回忆角落&lt;br /&gt;完美的生活&lt;br /&gt;以为幸福都可以掌握&lt;br /&gt;仔细回味当初那个故事背后&lt;br /&gt;喔原来是我&lt;br /&gt;犯下从没真的爱错&lt;br /&gt;在这伤了你的世界&lt;br /&gt;喔...找不会那些感觉&lt;br /&gt;其实我不想到别&lt;br /&gt;那些过去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我从来没想过&lt;br /&gt;我会这样做&lt;br /&gt;从来没爱过(从来没有爱过那么认的)&lt;br /&gt;我从那里起飞&lt;br /&gt;从那里降落(降落)&lt;br /&gt;多少不能原谅的错却不能从&lt;br /&gt;从来没想过&lt;br /&gt;我会这样做&lt;br /&gt;从来没爱过(爱过)&lt;br /&gt;所以爱错(所以爱错)&lt;br /&gt;从那里起飞(爱错爱错爱错baby)&lt;br /&gt;从那里降落&lt;br /&gt;多少不能原谅的错&lt;br /&gt;请你原谅我的爱错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends will keep you sane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love could fill your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lover can warm your bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But lonely is the soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without a mate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3176903085745431103?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3176903085745431103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3176903085745431103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3176903085745431103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3176903085745431103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainy.html' title='Rainy Dawn'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4109911462130496152</id><published>2008-07-03T04:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:47:37.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days and Goodbye YL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGv5iGABGgI/AAAAAAAAARw/ektu07nR4x4/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218538957360404994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGv5iGABGgI/AAAAAAAAARw/ektu07nR4x4/s320/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice? By Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KTV with YL, Gab, Jo &amp;amp; KL last night. They charged like around $10 per person (CHEAP!!!) and it's inclusive of free flow of drinks, wet tissue and a bowl of... sharksfin soup. YES, sharksfin soup... those pirated one la. Wah lau, $10 give you a bowl of real sharksfin? If it is really so, confirm the place is for money laundering one (though we already suspect it's for this use right now). Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the prawning pictures from Jo &amp;amp; YL. Due to KL having a bit of sore throat and my interest for KTV has waned, KL showed me his creative and skills using my laptop. Damn good la. I also wanna learn. Had quite a good laugh over what he created (Kudos to Gab making that face). They tried to teach me to do a proper collage too and due to me not being artistic enough, the collage I had created was not very nice (verdict by KL). Sang for quite a while, they always sing the &lt;em&gt;si beh gei yan&lt;/em&gt; songs and oldies. Lolx. There is a video of an example of such songs. Had supper at The Prata House after that. Shag. Gotta rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGvxpiCVtQI/AAAAAAAAARI/1eIjAM4LAg4/s1600-h/happy+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218530289052398850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGvxpiCVtQI/AAAAAAAAARI/1eIjAM4LAg4/s320/happy+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest sweet sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGvxxxqlEVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5hS96PJznRo/s1600-h/happy+together+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218530430686662994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGvxxxqlEVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5hS96PJznRo/s320/happy+together+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From another angle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGvyhYN_kgI/AAAAAAAAARY/2cN8soNHAGE/s1600-h/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218531248489599490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGvyhYN_kgI/AAAAAAAAARY/2cN8soNHAGE/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Original&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the 2 pictures above this pic are taken from here. KL edited and make Jo &amp;amp; Gab to be couple couple(Cause Gab give this kind of face so we decided to 整him. KL did it using Paint (I don't have photoshop, anybody can lend me install?) and I think it's quite &lt;em&gt;zhai&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Machiam&lt;/em&gt; like real sia. Technology is pretty scary huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG8mMQ63uXI/AAAAAAAAASA/hMVrZ-W4Z20/s1600-h/KTV+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219432485287868786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG8mMQ63uXI/AAAAAAAAASA/hMVrZ-W4Z20/s400/KTV+Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice? I did it myself lehz. This is done after the prawn one below. Which one nicer? Or both sucks? I know I do need improvement la. Like some people they can really like make the colours just look right on each other. I can't. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG8m2QXGTzI/AAAAAAAAASI/0jny-g_buNM/s1600-h/prawn+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219433206692335410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SG8m2QXGTzI/AAAAAAAAASI/0jny-g_buNM/s400/prawn+new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawning the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos are also taken for these two days' outing. The first video is KL singing the prawn version of 两只老虎. The other is a dance that's extinct and has managed to resurfaced due to our two &lt;em&gt;yandao&lt;/em&gt; dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4XbbmkXWx8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4XbbmkXWx8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsBtXABHoas&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsBtXABHoas&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4109911462130496152?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4109911462130496152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4109911462130496152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4109911462130496152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4109911462130496152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-more-days-and-goodbye-yl.html' title='3 more days and Goodbye YL...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGv5iGABGgI/AAAAAAAAARw/ektu07nR4x4/s72-c/IMG_1222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4592581133905005858</id><published>2008-07-02T05:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:11:43.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And They Say Like Father, Like Son</title><content type='html'>I've decided to like blog anything and everything I feel or think and recapitulate my past over here. In case I &lt;em&gt;tio&lt;/em&gt; Alzheimer's disease in the future (optimistic huh). So if you don't know my past, must tune in ar. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for school again... While the rest are still like having their holis, doing their exchange or intern overseas or locally, looking for jobs for their future, I'm studying already. OK, it IS the 1st day, but hey, I'm determine to work hard for this last year ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's July. YL flying and ZL, KY coming back. Mel, when are you coming back? It's been a long time since everybody gathered together le. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met client after school today and went for a prawning session again. This time I was the 头头. Introduced my pri clique to enjoy the art of prawning and I'm glad they rather like it. If not sure kana &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt; by them one. The session was concluded with them (they eat full full, nothing to do) correcting my command of english and giving me phonics lesson. So, do pardon (and correct) me if I use any incorrect grammar or vocab on my blog. Learning is an ongoing process you see. What the heck. It's MY blog after all right? Don't read my posts if you find my english an eyesore la. Lol. Due to YL heading for down under like really soon, we are taking the chance to meet up if possible. Yilong, you also 舍不得us right? Hehehe... Anyway, photos will be up next time ba. The photos are not sent to us yet. Jo &amp;amp; YL, you guys better send ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I'm going to blog today is the realisation that parents really do pass down their traits to us. You may disagree or whatsoever, but this is just my own realisation. I discovered that I've the 'think the worst case scenario' (somebody once told me I have this *shrugs*) trait from my mum. When I tell her I go to my friend's house, say... late night, this conversation will more often than not prop out. The conversation is carried out in Mandarin and [...] means alternate answer and reply that are being exchanged. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mama's speech is in this colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Where are you going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friend's house la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Girl or guy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guy la." [Girl la] &lt;ok,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Go there for what?" ["You got gf mehz?"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Play lo" ["Don't have la"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"要死喔, 不要跟我乱乱玩hor. 不要吸毒还是跟我搞同性恋hor. 不可以玩男孩子hor. 等下艾滋病你就知道." ["要死喔, 不要跟我乱乱搞hor. 你会不会用套? 不要等下搞到艾滋病回来hor. 不可以叫鸡知道吗? 等下你的bird bird/ &lt;em&gt;gu gu jiao&lt;/em&gt; 烂掉hor.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I listen till here, I'll either burst out laughing or give the -_-" face. Sometimes, when I'm in the mood, I'll play along and say 我是gay. Anything that I say she can like think of the worst case scenario. More often than not, it'll be her cautioning me about AIDs etc. Sometimes, I dunno whether my family is really traditional chinese or traditional yet liberal chinese family. Like my sisters got married they also don't really care whether got dinner or not. They also say IF i get married, no need 摆酒. I wonder if they are really ok with it, or saying it cause they wanna give us more options (I think it's the latter though). And now where got people use bird bird or &lt;em&gt;gu gu jiao one&lt;/em&gt;? LOLX. Oh, that's not the main point ar. Main point is the 'Can think far far and think of the worst' trait I've inherited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next traits are '&lt;em&gt;bochap&lt;/em&gt;', 'keep rubbish' and 'anyhow put things' trait. I think them as 'as long as it's convenient and not hurting anybody', 'keeping things that I find value in' and 'I know where it is' traits though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I were sort of packing the living room last Sunday. I found loads of treasures man (see pictures below). Time really really flies, doesn't it? Anyway, we were packing and papa sort of like threw everything out onto the balcony. I thought he was just going to place them there temporarily. He told me that he were going to leave the unwanted things there instead. I was like wtf... what if it rains, I asked. He replied simply that since they are going to tear down the house, might as well. Why bother throwing it? I was like wow. So now my balcony is a dumpster le. Lolx. Then mama came down. When she saw that papa went upstairs for a while, she started to scrounge for stuff that she thinks can be kept. Loads of it went back into the living room. Some more she always take le then anyhow put. When I was young, she often confiscate my handheld games and forgot where she kept them. I had to like search for it myself. Lolx. When I saw her like that, it suddenly hit me that I also like to keep things and anyhow put(that's why my room is in a mess). Seeing this scene also reminded me of what happened the last time my ex and my sis helped to pack my room. They were like throwing everything away, while I was sitting beside the rubbish pile saying, "This one can keep what. Why you throw this?" They were both quite fed up man. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my house now is like being emptied of its stuff bit by bit and I feel kinda sad seeing the things I grew up with disappearing. My neighbours are also like disappearing one by one. Most of them have moved out le. It'll be our turn soon le. Haiz... OK... Pictures!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGqf-0hQIrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/94kVeqOIUws/s1600-h/31-05-08_2153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218159019860959922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGqf-0hQIrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/94kVeqOIUws/s320/31-05-08_2153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this pic lehz. For previous post which I said my SIM friends and I go watch S-League.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq1tbpQhOI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Jn4EF-OhE8U/s1600-h/29-06-08_1743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218182910381688034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq1tbpQhOI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Jn4EF-OhE8U/s320/29-06-08_1743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad clearing out stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq2FqWe56I/AAAAAAAAAPw/hYVjBnJ0bdM/s1600-h/29-06-08_1757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218183326646331298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq2FqWe56I/AAAAAAAAAPw/hYVjBnJ0bdM/s320/29-06-08_1757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All thrown at the balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq2_vn-fGI/AAAAAAAAAQA/pyJwL5jS7tw/s1600-h/29-06-08_1738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218184324494294114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq2_vn-fGI/AAAAAAAAAQA/pyJwL5jS7tw/s320/29-06-08_1738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anybody want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq3PZqWLPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hOCUg84j460/s1600-h/29-06-08_1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218184593476562162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq3PZqWLPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hOCUg84j460/s320/29-06-08_1740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not blue, but cassette tapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq3mfNhzPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_iwI_oW8KyU/s1600-h/29-06-08_1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218184990103293170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq3mfNhzPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_iwI_oW8KyU/s320/29-06-08_1739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or video tapes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq343fCODI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KUSBG8Iiepw/s1600-h/02-07-08_0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218185305856817202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq343fCODI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KUSBG8Iiepw/s320/02-07-08_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a LD, not BIG CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq4L7L6ZxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wLDjyD5GSiA/s1600-h/29-06-08_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218185633267869458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq4L7L6ZxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wLDjyD5GSiA/s320/29-06-08_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We used to have this phone. My birth year phone book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq4hF1i1GI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-EoReaTuMds/s1600-h/29-06-08_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218185996904092770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq4hF1i1GI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-EoReaTuMds/s320/29-06-08_1814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then &amp;amp; Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq4sb4-BvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/__0QVQ9Ue2M/s1600-h/29-06-08_1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218186191802599154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq4sb4-BvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/__0QVQ9Ue2M/s320/29-06-08_1834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photo album as wedding gift for my parents with damn old school photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq5B-nI0FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_ang3ujYLVs/s1600-h/29-06-08_1742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218186561900302418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq5B-nI0FI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_ang3ujYLVs/s320/29-06-08_1742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; how can it be complete without the cute me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Damn damn funny right? My cute photo. Lolx. Reminds me of 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a poem:&lt;br /&gt;大头大头, 下雨不愁. 你有雨伞,我有大头.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq6a8ZVhfI/AAAAAAAAARA/hGE23fSKNps/s1600-h/me+eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218188090313901554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGq6a8ZVhfI/AAAAAAAAARA/hGE23fSKNps/s320/me+eat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4592581133905005858?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4592581133905005858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4592581133905005858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4592581133905005858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4592581133905005858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-they-say-like-father-like-son.html' title='And They Say Like Father, Like Son'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGqf-0hQIrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/94kVeqOIUws/s72-c/31-05-08_2153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5183645153122042755</id><published>2008-07-01T04:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T05:27:29.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Good Luck Chuck is HILARIOUS. Lolx. Had a good laugh. It isn't the show that I thought it was though. There is this one movie that the guy have super bad/good luck and the girl have super good/bad luck and they kissed accidentally and the luck transferred. Anybody know what is the title to that movie? Apparently it isn't Good Luck Chuck, or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw quite a few previews of the movies coming up. Realise that the movies that GV is showing are quite different from what Cathay is offering. Clever hor. Like that no need you want to watch must go both cinemas. There's like 3 movies that are quite interesting lehz. They are...&lt;br /&gt;Can watch online--&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlN3-blx5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/57C2-ZBLv8A/s1600-h/img_weddingdaze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217787267332294546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlN3-blx5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/57C2-ZBLv8A/s320/img_weddingdaze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlNkS_URdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/V-nbX_bl7Ko/s1600-h/img_boygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217786929253467602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlNkS_URdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/V-nbX_bl7Ko/s320/img_boygirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like Hot Chick? &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlNtU8_azI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RF4bOrZqV5c/s1600-h/img_walle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217787084399405874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlNtU8_azI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RF4bOrZqV5c/s320/img_walle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ka-wa-ii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wanna watch with me? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added a Mr Brown playlist by the side. Those who are interested can go hear hear. Quite funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;How Can You Mend A Broken Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of younger days&lt;br /&gt;When living for my life&lt;br /&gt;Was everything a man could want to do&lt;br /&gt;I could never see tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But I was never told about the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can you mend a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;How can you stop the rain from falling down?&lt;br /&gt;How can you stop the sun from shining?&lt;br /&gt;What makes the world go round?&lt;br /&gt;How can you mend a this broken man?&lt;br /&gt;How can a loser ever win?&lt;br /&gt;Please help me mend my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And let me live again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel the breeze&lt;br /&gt;That rustles through the trees&lt;br /&gt;And misty memories of days gone by&lt;br /&gt;We could never see tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;No one said a word about the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back, babe&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me (you will always be)&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on....)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bleeding Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed off from love&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need the pain&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice was enough&lt;br /&gt;And it was all in vain&lt;br /&gt;Time starts to pass&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you're frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something happened&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time with you&lt;br /&gt;My heart melts into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Found something true&lt;br /&gt;And everyone's looking around&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear&lt;br /&gt;But they talk so loud&lt;br /&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears&lt;br /&gt;Try to fill me with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know that the goal&lt;br /&gt;Is to keep me from falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's greater&lt;br /&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace&lt;br /&gt;And in this world of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;Yet everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;And it's draining all of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;I'll be wearing these scars&lt;br /&gt;For everyone to see&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love Hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;The one that finds the truth&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;The monster lies appete&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a fate&lt;br /&gt;With covered eyes I'm wandering in that place&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is it a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends to memories&lt;br /&gt;I want to chime in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fettered and abused&lt;br /&gt;Standing naked and accused&lt;br /&gt;Till' I surface, and stronger next time around&lt;br /&gt;I only want the truth&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;I'll never lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is it a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;Neither would a million tears, I know because I've cried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5183645153122042755?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5183645153122042755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5183645153122042755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5183645153122042755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5183645153122042755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGlN3-blx5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/57C2-ZBLv8A/s72-c/img_weddingdaze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-8842008917170909416</id><published>2008-06-28T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T03:45:09.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In short...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Spain 0 - 0 Italy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lateness is a SIN and I need to be forgiven. Freedom must be fought for. I'm afraid I'll be caught up with other stuff though. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had appts &amp;amp; did servicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Satisfied my cravings for &lt;em&gt;Boon Tong Kee hor fun&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; tried their roasted chicken with YT. Still prefer their &lt;em&gt;bai zhan ji&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jo is BACK!!! For good? Yes? No? Doesn't matter... for now, she's back. Lolx. So as expected, the follow up activity for supper was... ... TAU HUAY. She commented that &lt;em&gt;Yong He's &lt;/em&gt;(Geylang) standard dropped. I didn't knew that they had shifted till that day we went too. &lt;em&gt;Yong He&lt;/em&gt;, your super duper fan say your standard drop lehz. Better go improve ar. If not we go eat Rochor &lt;em&gt;Tau Huay&lt;/em&gt; ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk0AtTqmvI/AAAAAAAAANw/oI2vjrbAqgw/s1600-h/26-06-08_0130+(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217758830052154098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk0AtTqmvI/AAAAAAAAANw/oI2vjrbAqgw/s320/26-06-08_0130+(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate finished &lt;em&gt;tau huay&lt;/em&gt; plus a lot still go eat &lt;em&gt;He Ji Bao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Steamboat at &lt;em&gt;Chao Guo Hui's&lt;/em&gt; restaurant with Nic, ZJ &amp;amp; Marc. The soup base was not bad, brothy with herbal taste. Ingredients are like served to you and rather fresh. There are also like fried stuff to go along. Service was good that day and the settings are comfortable for a steamboat dinner. So, what are you waiting for? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk09saogFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lqNSL4_GYSQ/s1600-h/25-06-08_2139(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217759877784961106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk09saogFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lqNSL4_GYSQ/s320/25-06-08_2139(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny Slogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGkvM2V1dbI/AAAAAAAAANY/fAXtpjrVM2s/s1600-h/25-06-08_2020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217753541077464498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGkvM2V1dbI/AAAAAAAAANY/fAXtpjrVM2s/s320/25-06-08_2020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beef is Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGkvbrqbRPI/AAAAAAAAANg/0rXr22AYhyw/s1600-h/25-06-08_1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217753795909076210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGkvbrqbRPI/AAAAAAAAANg/0rXr22AYhyw/s320/25-06-08_1930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk1oNafXQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZccL2QuOeZc/s1600-h/25-06-08_2019(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217760608197238018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk1oNafXQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZccL2QuOeZc/s320/25-06-08_2019(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Germany 3-2 was like WOW. I didn't expect my predictions to be so &lt;em&gt;zhun&lt;/em&gt;. Odds 1: 26. Get it? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zohan was CRAP. Like seriously. I seldom find slapstick movies crappy, but Zohan was way over. Lol. Oh, I remembered. There was this other show (can't remember lehz) which I also found it crappy. That was worst then Zohan, so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Spain 3-0. I love substitution. 1:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kungfu Panda is damn Positive. Lolx. Suit my mantra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been reading lots of Nicholas Sparks book. There is a sequel to The Notebook!!! It's The Wedding. Think I'm becoming girl girl le. Lolx. After reading, I realised that I have to improve the way I communicate with my parents and I wanna know more of my parents love story. Haha. So last night, when my parents and I were having dinper, I asked my mama for her love story. How papa woo her, was he her first boyfriend, etc. I told her that I wanted to know more before they pass away. Last time when I'm so straightforward, she'll surely &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt; me and say things like, "你死了,我们都还没死!". This time, it was different. I could have sworn I saw her smiling secretly and blushing as she relishes in the past of her courtship. I was like wow. I didn't know that there's this side of my parents (Due to my family being traditional and affections are not shown outright). Or maybe, I inferred too much or read too much love stories le. Lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;One way or another, our lives are all interconnected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-8842008917170909416?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8842008917170909416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=8842008917170909416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8842008917170909416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8842008917170909416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-short.html' title='In short...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGk0AtTqmvI/AAAAAAAAANw/oI2vjrbAqgw/s72-c/26-06-08_0130+(edit).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-168432280048114289</id><published>2008-06-27T17:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:35:32.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you wanna buy a car...</title><content type='html'>There are several things to consider if you want to own a car in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there's the cost of the car itself. This includes the road tax and COE of the car which is a Singaporean burden. Lolx. The cost must be within your budgeted expenses for comfortable living. The car should work for you and not you for the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the ever rising oil prices, parking fees and maintanence fees. To drive a car, these are the cannot &lt;em&gt;siam&lt;/em&gt; costs to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the ERP charges. It used to be made applicable to ease the traffic, but now it can be seen anywhere. Like breeding cockroaches. How can one expect to ease the traffic when one needs to drive to get to a destination say... to work? And the timing they set the charges at are like going to work and off work timing. Needless to say, it's just a way of getting extra revenue from people who drive. It's a pity Singaporeans are not daring enough. If in protest of this ERP gantries, those who drive dare to go on strike by not going to work, think how big an impact will that be. All those who drive don't go anywhere. They just stay at home and don't let their kids go to school also. Wa... the effect sure enough one lo. Lolx. For this ERP matter, a song has been made for it. I've pasted the imeem and lyrics for it. Darn funny. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/s-nsKYcrd3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/s-nsKYcrd3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/YYuqMTz/music/x2sacC-l/mr_brown_show_team_2_fast_2_count_erp_drift/"&gt;2 Fast 2 Count - ERP Drift - Mr Brown show Team&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know,&lt;br /&gt;How they live in Ang Mo Kio&lt;br /&gt;Go to city many gantry&lt;br /&gt;Can’t afford your speed too low&lt;br /&gt;Fast and furious! (Kena!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;Slow is dangerous (Aiyah!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know,&lt;br /&gt;How they live in Toa Payoh&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;em&gt;lah tolong&lt;/em&gt;, only Lorong&lt;br /&gt;Not Expressway also &lt;em&gt;tio&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Fast and furious! (&lt;em&gt;Kena&lt;/em&gt;!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;Spread like virius! (&lt;em&gt;Aiyah&lt;/em&gt;!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many taxes danglin&lt;br /&gt;ERP now is randomin&lt;br /&gt;Keep your speed ‘bove 45&lt;br /&gt;Or everybody Cashcard won’t survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suka suka&lt;/em&gt; ERP on&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy gantry can born&lt;br /&gt;16 new ways to &lt;em&gt;gope&lt;/em&gt; your &lt;em&gt;lui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See already want to &lt;em&gt;pui&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gahmen&lt;/em&gt; say take MRT&lt;br /&gt;Cos car is only luxury&lt;br /&gt;Build the road for &lt;em&gt;Fellari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal car will up lorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ji Pa Ban&lt;/em&gt; (uh!), &lt;em&gt;Ichiban&lt;/em&gt; (uh)&lt;br /&gt;No million dollars you &lt;em&gt;Lan Lan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTE is the place to be&lt;br /&gt;Singapore road for VIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know,&lt;br /&gt;How they live in Ang Mo Kio&lt;br /&gt;Reach work early, at 5.30&lt;br /&gt;Spend three hours drink &lt;em&gt;teh-o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t be &lt;em&gt;seraious&lt;/em&gt;! (&lt;em&gt;wah lau&lt;/em&gt;!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;Live like vampires (ouch!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know,&lt;br /&gt;Where the gantry never grow&lt;br /&gt;Where the lorry Never worry&lt;br /&gt;Travel freely where you go&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Bukom! (Don’t have!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Tekong (Huat ah!) (beep! beep! beep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thoughts lead on to purposes; purposes go forth in action; actions form habits; habits decide character; and character fixes our destiny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-168432280048114289?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/168432280048114289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=168432280048114289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/168432280048114289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/168432280048114289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-you-wanna-buy-car.html' title='If you wanna buy a car...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-2963350267513239764</id><published>2008-06-25T01:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T03:26:02.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGFHah-SiDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DH-4T5qTTHE/s1600-h/06-06-08_1757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215528364593547314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGFHah-SiDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DH-4T5qTTHE/s320/06-06-08_1757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic. I dunno why, but it invokes an awareness of life in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGFHS-UnCqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/N8kdms8B_C4/s1600-h/24-06-08_2231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215528234764405410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGFHS-UnCqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/N8kdms8B_C4/s320/24-06-08_2231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that the colour has become lighter? Kudos to Mama who kept complaining to Papa and in the end, he painted over with white so now the whole room is like light pink. I still think dark pink pretty cool lehz. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest addition to my room. I guess I'll only keep the one on the floor. Didn't intend for the bed frame in my room. The mattress is without the mattress cover la, that's why this colour ma. Papa wouldn't buy me a queen size bed with comforter. Say too expensive le. Sad. Guess must earn more money to get it myself le. They say no point to buy cause next time I get married then the bed will be changed. Haiz. What they don't understand is that if no big comfy bed, how to get married? How to bring different girls back to stay over? Haiz... From the likes and sounds of it, I guess I'll be expected to stay with them when I get married, but why don't they believe me when I said I won't get married and will be a monk in the future. Don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, WELCOME BACK FOR GOOD JO!!!!!! This is the land of CHEAP &amp;amp; GOOD TAU HUAY!!! Lolx. We'll have a prawn catching gathering soon k. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can tell me where to download movies? Lolx. I wanna re-watch The Notebook. I had just finished reading the book. Discovered that it differs from the movie by a fair bit, if I never remember wrongly la. Anyway, the plot is simple yet beautiful, that it brought tears to my eyes when I read it. Few books and shows can invoke such emotions from me (for i profess to be a cold-blooded creature), but this book managed to do it. Moving on to the sequel of this book called The Wedding. Been reading Nicholas Sparks book and discovered that the have this thing, it's all like small town love (The Notebook, The Choice, True Believer, At First Sight), got a girl meet guy or guy meet girl, most of the girls already got a boyfriend(The Notebook, The Choice), most of the girls come to a fateful end. For the record, I don't think that going between a couple is romantic la. If the guy or gal is not simultaneously with both, I think still ok la. As in, haiz... hard to explain. Lol. Personally, I feel that Nicholas Spark himself is a 3rd party. Lolx. That's why all the books like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another reason why his books are so nice is that all these won't happen in reality. Why are his books turn movies so popular? E.g. Message in a Bottle, The Notebook, A Walk to Remember. Cause of the fateful endings, and the fact that this kind of love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt; anywhere in this world anymore. 'How can it be?' you may argue. Nevermind, let us look at the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at The Notebook, which girl NOW, in this era will REMEMBER her FIRST love FOURTEEN years ago for the summer (1 - 4 mind you), go back and find him just as she was about to be married. Break off with her LAWYER boyfriend of FOUR years, NEVER HAD SEX with the guys she dated in between but lost her virginity to her first boyfriend (Noah in this case), and end up being with him, when his future is not stable at all, and all he does is to enjoy the nature and read poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which girl will? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put simply, zero, zilch, &lt;em&gt;ko-song&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; ling&lt;/em&gt;. Get it? That's the reason it's called a fiction book. The reason that people simply love it, cause humans always go after what they cannot get. The reason why it brought tears to my eyes. For as quoted from At First Sight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A part of me die when she's gone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-2963350267513239764?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/2963350267513239764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=2963350267513239764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2963350267513239764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2963350267513239764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SGFHah-SiDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DH-4T5qTTHE/s72-c/06-06-08_1757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4967844433499855817</id><published>2008-06-24T00:16:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:36:53.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For they speak more than words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life is about how you look at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_bQOEmflI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4sAop2gYDvY/s1600-h/Sunset+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215127965220109906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_bQOEmflI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4sAop2gYDvY/s320/Sunset+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sunset @ Thai Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_cIiesiPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rsyYxsgxEmE/s1600-h/Sunset+frm+Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215128932770941170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_cIiesiPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rsyYxsgxEmE/s320/Sunset+frm+Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sunset from my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_d0-qwxTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A9SjU-qMiAQ/s1600-h/06-06-08_1905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215130795763615026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_d0-qwxTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A9SjU-qMiAQ/s320/06-06-08_1905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sunset from car's side mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_gO1Gl3zI/AAAAAAAAALA/tAWwSx9rV20/s1600-h/17-09-07_1905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215133438895841074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_gO1Gl3zI/AAAAAAAAALA/tAWwSx9rV20/s320/17-09-07_1905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sunset from my office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sometimes when it screws up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_fA0_K2FI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fRC6L9yIN88/s1600-h/16-05-08_1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215132098834913362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_fA0_K2FI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fRC6L9yIN88/s320/16-05-08_1514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My new room (Before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_fSi4Gp1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/459Qafd10a0/s1600-h/06-06-08_2224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215132403211085650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_fSi4Gp1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/459Qafd10a0/s320/06-06-08_2224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My new room (After) :o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forget the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_kZImCwQI/AAAAAAAAALI/by4V-2QBfGc/s1600-h/07-03-08_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215138013973233922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_kZImCwQI/AAAAAAAAALI/by4V-2QBfGc/s320/07-03-08_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_kqIlFxRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VxL2hGE0T_Y/s1600-h/27-07-07_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215138306027013394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_kqIlFxRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VxL2hGE0T_Y/s320/27-07-07_1848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;amp; have faith in what the future holds for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_lk0hxA2I/AAAAAAAAALY/mmT7Lex62Vk/s1600-h/04-05-08_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215139314256642914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_lk0hxA2I/AAAAAAAAALY/mmT7Lex62Vk/s320/04-05-08_1954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My lovely niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_l0yY7SSI/AAAAAAAAALg/f2SCu8BroCc/s1600-h/06-06-08_1752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215139588560603426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_l0yY7SSI/AAAAAAAAALg/f2SCu8BroCc/s320/06-06-08_1752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Her brother all grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In the meantime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_p-lBxjoI/AAAAAAAAALo/xAjI9e6HiMs/s1600-h/19-05-08_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215144154819038850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_p-lBxjoI/AAAAAAAAALo/xAjI9e6HiMs/s320/19-05-08_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One of the girls that my mum 'found' to make sure I don't become a monk -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_rgQv_IRI/AAAAAAAAALw/SAY371Gz9iM/s1600-h/21-02-08_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215145833002901778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_rgQv_IRI/AAAAAAAAALw/SAY371Gz9iM/s320/21-02-08_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brutus look alike!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grin &amp;amp; make the best out of the situation in your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_sclZmPFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WGSiof-S_Dk/s1600-h/08-09-07_2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215146869338291282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_sclZmPFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WGSiof-S_Dk/s320/08-09-07_2205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Primary Clique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_r_FKUo6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/gFy8ozy5LEw/s1600-h/04-09-07_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215146362468082594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_r_FKUo6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/gFy8ozy5LEw/s320/04-09-07_2122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;God-niece and nephews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the lack of pictures for entries long long before, I decided to one time &lt;em&gt;thump&lt;/em&gt; these few. Lolx. Quite fun lehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I destroyed the last method of knowing. I didn't know what prompted me to do it, but I guess it doesn't really make any difference or matters anymore. Life still has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the video of a rather huge crocodile being disturbed by the keeper's stick. Pretty cool, that is if you are on the other side of the wall. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3433cf11b6dcd0c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3433cf11b6dcd0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331689622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A9B612A10D059C90DF6C7A838156F94A28EA7F3.78A5527B764FA1C92DB83A8A881B25987285F2E6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3433cf11b6dcd0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpRnBb9Ib8fjqLEnPcyl8uPHLVz0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3433cf11b6dcd0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331689622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A9B612A10D059C90DF6C7A838156F94A28EA7F3.78A5527B764FA1C92DB83A8A881B25987285F2E6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3433cf11b6dcd0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpRnBb9Ib8fjqLEnPcyl8uPHLVz0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until you value yourself, you will not value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4967844433499855817?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f3433cf11b6dcd0c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4967844433499855817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4967844433499855817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4967844433499855817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4967844433499855817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-they-speak-more-then-words.html' title='For they speak more than words...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SF_bQOEmflI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4sAop2gYDvY/s72-c/Sunset+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5390075260660508462</id><published>2008-06-21T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T18:55:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of You &amp; I</title><content type='html'>Posted a post that was long overdue (15/06/08). Due to  me having no time and being lazy. Veronica, photos of the road trip pls. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to JC class gathering now... been a long time since we had one. The gals are all graduates already and are joining Singapore's labour force to contribute to the economy le. Another batch of graduates to pay income tax le. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason jio me go Double O, but I don't feel like going lehz. Jason, don't angry if I never go ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have a laptop, it's easier for me to do computer related stuff. The trade off is that my time spent on reading has decreased by a lot. Time to hit the books again. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan, recuperate well ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather random post cause going out le. Chow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask, and you shall be given&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5390075260660508462?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5390075260660508462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5390075260660508462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5390075260660508462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5390075260660508462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-you-i.html' title='Of You &amp; I'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7933959523633017744</id><published>2008-06-20T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T03:06:44.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories are all I have...</title><content type='html'>I'm like having sleeping disorder. Damn jiat lat. Met up with quite a few people that I've not met recently: Zhao Yuan, Colin, the auntie beside our shop, Jason and they all said the same thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You grow fatter le hor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die.Ippt to be taken.Training not done.Fat fat no girls want le.Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wanna go eat &lt;em&gt;Boon Tong Kee&lt;/em&gt;. Damn &lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;hor fun&lt;/em&gt;. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guys ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I BOUGHT A LAPTOP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;相思无用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜深人静&lt;br /&gt;寂寞来袭&lt;br /&gt;以我孤独的身体&lt;br /&gt;挡不住渴望你的心&lt;br /&gt;谈何容易&lt;br /&gt;从此分离&lt;br /&gt;赤裸裸沸腾的思绪&lt;br /&gt;一盏灯亮到天明&lt;br /&gt;相思无用喔 相思无用&lt;br /&gt;对我是一种太昂贵的痛&lt;br /&gt;我一腔真情意&lt;br /&gt;总要有个人愿意懂&lt;br /&gt;相思无用喔相思无用&lt;br /&gt;难为我自己却恨不能重逢&lt;br /&gt;你走的无影踪&lt;br /&gt;我每个念头都落空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;绝口不提爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛忍住呼吸&lt;br /&gt;暂时要和世界脱离&lt;br /&gt;就快要学会不再想你&lt;br /&gt;却听见不断跳动的心&lt;br /&gt;我允许了你&lt;br /&gt;让爱的自由还给你&lt;br /&gt;我允许了自己&lt;br /&gt;承受这悲伤到天明&lt;br /&gt;我不愿放弃却要故意默默允许&lt;br /&gt;我答应自己爱你的心绝口不提&lt;br /&gt;总是以为终究化作云淡风轻&lt;br /&gt;爱你到底&lt;br /&gt;痛了自己&lt;br /&gt;我不愿放弃却要故意默默允许&lt;br /&gt;我答应自己爱你的心绝口不提&lt;br /&gt;所有结局在这夜里都已成形&lt;br /&gt;爱到了底痛的是我的真心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live like you are about to die - Tuesday with Morrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7933959523633017744?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7933959523633017744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7933959523633017744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7933959523633017744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7933959523633017744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/memories-are-all-i-have.html' title='Memories are all I have...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3973666566801216740</id><published>2008-06-15T01:29:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T18:45:14.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to Truly Asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to YL leaving for down under soon and we always wanting to do a road trip together, we decided to head over to our neighbour for a getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mission:&lt;/strong&gt; To eat cheap food till you can feel it coming out from your mouth. To &lt;em&gt;nua&lt;/em&gt; the day away spending weaker currency (for me, it includes buying gum and enjoying less tax on some purchase). To buy pirated DVDs to watch and most importantly... to enjoy each other company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Execution Date:&lt;/strong&gt; 10/06/08 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parties Involved:&lt;/strong&gt; Yilong (the driver cum transport provider cum tour guide), Gab (the v-com cum plate cleaner), Kun Lei ＆Veron (the couple to balance the strong yang energy) and me (the smuggler)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rendezvous Point:&lt;/strong&gt; YL's void deck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 9.30am, i was awakened by my mobile phone. Sleepily, I discerned the phone call to be from KL. I shot up right away. We were supposed to be at the rendezvous point by now. I was like thinking, "Die liao la, sure kana &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt; by them one." Luckily I never confirm my attendance with them. To my surprise, when I picked up the phone call, KL asked me instead whether am i going or not and should they wait for me or not. I was rather reluctant to go as I was super tired as last night we three plus Feimeng watched Euro at YL's house. It's becoming a everyday event already. Lolx. You can see one laptop in the living room and the desktop in YL's room at the same webpage, and we four becoming 'mathematicians'. Anyway, I was hesitating when KL said, "Don't &lt;em&gt;ah gua&lt;/em&gt; la. Veron and me postponed our tuition for this trip lehz." His power statement held my tongue and I meekly followed them. Lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picking me up, we headed towards Woodlands checkpoint to change our S$ to RM$. The queue was not very long and soon we were on our way to our first checkpoint of the day - Kapala &lt;em&gt;Bak Ku Teh&lt;/em&gt;. It was raining making it a rather difficult drive. Kudos to our skilful driver who had not much sleep too. It took around 1 hour to reach our destination - Kota Tinggi. By then, it was around 1 plus pm le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As recommended by our tour guide, our &lt;em&gt;bak ku teh&lt;/em&gt; lunch is really different from what is offered here in Singapore. The soup is full flavoured with assorted piggie parts. Yum yum. Their &lt;em&gt;zhu du tang&lt;/em&gt; is also very nice. Peppery yet carrying a bit of herbal taste. Reminds me of my childhood days where papa would cook the &lt;em&gt;zhu du tang&lt;/em&gt; this way. Nowadays he seldom prepare this soup as it's very tedious. The cleaning of the piggie stomach alone to get rid of the strong taste is tiring enough. I used to see how he do it. Must used lots of lime and dunno what things and scrub it like washing clothes liddat. So we had our fill and after chit chatting with the lady boss, we decided to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up is Desaru. Not to the beach but around that area i think. We stopped by a fruit farm where you can like buy fresh fruits and souvenirs. I think it is rather commercialised though. They showed pictures of TCS actors coming to their site to film to boost their crediblity too. Other then fruits, they also carry honey and even have a bee hive for you to see how it looks like from the inside. Damn cool lehz. Lol. I thought they should conduct tours around the plantation and let kids or visitors know how their fruit trees look like. We saw a durian tree and a lime/orange tree. Quite cute lehz. Lolx. Oh. I had a shit at the fruit farm. The point is, MacDonald's serviette is really very useful. It is thick enough to clean the toilet bowl's cover and protect your arse. Lolx. So do remember to carry some with you when you go to M'sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With some time to spare before our seafood dinner, we decided to tour the crocodile farm near the restaurant we are going to eat. At first glance, it was like damn &lt;em&gt;lok cock&lt;/em&gt; and lousy. There was no visitors and the whole place was like in a wreck. Since it cost only RM8, we decided to give it a try and see what the tour is about. The keeper with limited English vocab showed us two small crocodiles inside a basin and allowed us to take pictures with it on our heads and shoulders and us holding it. It was quite fun lehz. The scales were hard and the skin like a snake like that. Lolx. Very nice to poke. Then he showed us some croc eggs. Then we thought that's it. I was like thinking... Knn, waste of money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, turned out that it was not all. The crocs he showed us were babies. He then took us to bigger pails and showed us three longer crocs. One of them was damn ferocious la. I asked whether can eat the meat here and he said no. Ta halal (I found out later that Muslims can't eat amphibians.). Then he told us that there are 1000+ crocs in the farm. We were like... &lt;em&gt;bo ko leng&lt;/em&gt;. Lolx. Then he ushered us along, to the pond behind us. There was like along a few crocs, and i was commenting that he &lt;em&gt;hao xiao&lt;/em&gt; us one la. Then with a long long stick and some weird sounds from him, he managed to get the crocs close enough and whack it to let it show us its might. It was like Steve Irwin Malay version la. Long story short, we then moved on and the crocs were like getting bigger and bigger, fiercer and fiercer la. Got a 135 yrs old croc la. Damn cool. I bribed him with some stuff and at the end of the tour, each of us got a croc tooth each. He say can make into a pendant. Cool right. Lolx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verdict: The RM8 was worth the one and half hour tour. Longer then expected too. Lolx. &lt;em&gt;Machiam&lt;/em&gt; like discovery channel k. So what are you waiting for? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFqPTumFLFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iFrseRvecig/s1600-h/10-06-08_1542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213637087722810450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFqPTumFLFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iFrseRvecig/s320/10-06-08_1542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFqPsdr7H-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/CjznpHXFv_w/s1600-h/10-06-08_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213637512680644578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFqPsdr7H-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/CjznpHXFv_w/s320/10-06-08_1623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short (damn lazy to type), we head down to the seafood restaurant with our stomachs rumbling, went to the jetty there and mused ourselves with the villagers trying to catch one fish (yes, 1 big fish), then head on to JB City Square and bought local products + pirated DVDs + eat the cakes of Secret Receipe. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Passing the customs was scary, cause it's the first time I smuggle goods into Singapore. Ecerybody heaved a sigh of relief when we pass by successfully. Lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singapore was raining damn heavily when we came back. Courtesy to our Long Ge, we managed to arrive safely at our doorsteps, resting our weary body yet happy soul. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFzbM1K1xgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4IWqSCYtxLQ/s1600-h/10-06-08_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214283482065651202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFzbM1K1xgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4IWqSCYtxLQ/s320/10-06-08_1701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from the jetty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once you learn how to die, you learn to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3973666566801216740?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3973666566801216740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3973666566801216740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3973666566801216740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3973666566801216740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/road-trip-to-truly-asia.html' title='Road Trip to Truly Asia'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SFqPTumFLFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iFrseRvecig/s72-c/10-06-08_1542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-574430769262393085</id><published>2008-06-13T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:55:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is friday the 13th. Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;Friday the 13th = suay.&lt;br /&gt;YL, KL, Gab, always say Guang Feng = Jeff = suay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(-) + (-) = +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huat Ar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The referees for Euro matches SUCK BIG TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euro is really &lt;strong&gt;damn unhealthy&lt;/strong&gt;. It taints your soul, harms your health, overwork your brain, is bad for your heart, robs you of your sleep and most importantly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;burns a hole in your pocket. : ... (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gambling is BAD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-574430769262393085?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/574430769262393085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=574430769262393085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/574430769262393085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/574430769262393085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-2008.html' title='Euro 2008'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5406520513940119176</id><published>2008-06-11T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T03:45:09.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Jie, Happy Birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many happy returns!!! Take good care of your health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time does not change us. It just unfolds us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5406520513940119176?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5406520513940119176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5406520513940119176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5406520513940119176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5406520513940119176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/da-jie-happy-birthday.html' title='Da Jie, Happy Birthday!!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7976233222964123310</id><published>2008-06-09T18:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T17:36:23.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; It's The Last Goodnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Edited my 3rd &amp;amp; 4th June entries. Spot the diff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started re-reading Narnia all over again. Reading it again, I realised that the first book - The Magician Nephew is really very christian based. If this was made into a movie, I think the graphic would be damn cool. E.g animals breaking out from the ground, travelling through the worlds. Given the technology today, I'm sure they can film it. Wonder if they will make it into a movie. It should be the first instalment lehz. Nicholas Spark's books can also be all made into movies. True believer is not bad too. Maybe they only choose those with more twist for movies. Then they should like make The Choice into a movie ma. Lolx. I'm rather into books nowadays. Guess it's because of the lack of technology at home. Started playing the first generation Gameboy too. LOL. Can't believe it worked. If I take it out on the train to play, it'll surely be damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited my niece on Friday. She's damn small la, but my nephew used to be damn small too. Lolx. Now he can like pronounce words already. Was I like that last time. I always remember that I can talk right after birth. Lolx. Mj with Derik, Marcus &amp;amp; Leon. Had supper with Derik and Marcus and talked to them a lot more. Had fun as it's rather seldom that we talked like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went PRAWNING again. Lolx. It's damn fun la. Addictive but damn expensive. Haiz. Jason and his gf &lt;em&gt;jio&lt;/em&gt; me so I must go ma. Jason &lt;em&gt;jio&lt;/em&gt; lehz. Later he say I don't give face, very &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt;. Lolx. Saw people bringing their own food there and together with the fresh, jumping cute prawn ah gong, ah ma, daddy, mummy, brothers &amp;amp; little sister skewered, they bbq over there. I think damn idea lehz. Like you only need to bring extra food only. Can buy drinks and ice cold beer there. Speaking of which, I had a bottle to myself when I was catching the prawns. Cause jason and his baby lovey dovey beside me ma. See already must get myself a bottle for the mood la. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to YL house to watch Euro after that. It's been a long time le. Reminds me of the days of World Cup when you can bet whether the yellow cards are over or under. Where you have to watch till the wee hours of the morning. Damn unhealthy. He bought air vaccuum beef over from dunno where. It smelled like dog food and tasted like one. Lolx. I never eat dog food before k. K la, it tasted like beef. Damn cool la. Got the pictures but cannot load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with ah hang &lt;em&gt;jie jie&lt;/em&gt; and my uncles on Sun. Went to this Little Rabbit seafood restaurant. Not bad lehz. Turn out the little rabbit brand is the manufacturer of the canned bird nest our shop used to sell. Damn childhood stuff la. After that went to her house to take a look. It's small and cosy. I think very nice lehz. When my parents move on in life, I'll try to get one apartment like this too ba. Cause I'll be living alone ma, then can like make it into a bachelor pad. A plus and minus point is that it is near Joo Chiat and Geylang area. I guess it's a plus point ba, cause it'll be easier to satisfy myself also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SE0YKA9xNFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZUJ8nhdPgfo/s1600-h/prawn+collage+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SE-ccldHHTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/16nIE9Ql1U8/s1600-h/prawn+collage+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210555308795436338" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" height="361" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SE-ccldHHTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/16nIE9Ql1U8/s320/prawn+collage+3.JPG" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pictures Of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the clock up on the wall&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of us all&lt;br /&gt;This is the first sound of a new born child before he starts to crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the war that's never won&lt;br /&gt;This is the soldier and his gun&lt;br /&gt;This is the mother waiting by the phone praying for her son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of me&lt;br /&gt;Hung up on your wall for the world to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of me&lt;br /&gt;Remind us all of what we used to be&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Wo-oah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a drug that cures it all&lt;br /&gt;Blocked by the governmental wall&lt;br /&gt;We are the scientists inside the lab just waiting for the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This earthquake weather has got me shaking&lt;br /&gt;Inside I'm high up and dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confess to me me&lt;br /&gt;Every secret moment&lt;br /&gt;Every stolen promise you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confess to me&lt;br /&gt;All that lies between us&lt;br /&gt;All that lies between you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the boxers in the ring&lt;br /&gt;We are the bells that never sing&lt;br /&gt;There is a title we can't win no matter how hard we must swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of me&lt;br /&gt;Remind us all of what we could have been&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;We could have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Return To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my voice is silence to your ears&lt;br /&gt;I know I said some things you didn't deserve to hear&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, God I miss you, why do I miss you?&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake at night kicking at the sheets&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I try they never cover my feet&lt;br /&gt;I need you, God I need you, why do I?&lt;br /&gt;I finally gathered up the strength&lt;br /&gt;To get through my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;(Just to let me down)&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;(Just to let me down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call me on the phone to try to see if I'm at home&lt;br /&gt;You play with my emotions; give me some kind of hope&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, God I miss you, why do I?&lt;br /&gt;I finally gathered up the strength&lt;br /&gt;To get through these lonely, lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got me desperate and confused&lt;br /&gt;And my confidence is thrown&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be miserable with you&lt;br /&gt;Than ever be alone&lt;br /&gt;You're free, of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up&lt;br /&gt;(Just to let me down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will change the way I talk&lt;br /&gt;I will change the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I will change the way I walk&lt;br /&gt;Until nothing left is real&lt;br /&gt;I will change the way I call your name&lt;br /&gt;I will change the way I eat&lt;br /&gt;I will change the way I touch you&lt;br /&gt;When you're lying there asleep&lt;br /&gt;Because I miss you&lt;br /&gt;God I miss you, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Return to me&lt;br /&gt;Return to me&lt;br /&gt;I will change everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing somebody is only when it's mutual. When it's one sided, it's known as thinking of someone and being foolish. - Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7976233222964123310?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7976233222964123310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7976233222964123310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7976233222964123310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7976233222964123310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-i-talked-to-god.html' title='&amp; It&apos;s The Last Goodnight'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SE-ccldHHTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/16nIE9Ql1U8/s72-c/prawn+collage+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-797891537653680863</id><published>2008-06-04T01:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:33:22.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like that...</title><content type='html'>Met up with the guys from 7-11, Zay and Eric. Zay brought his gf along, you did it bro. Lolx. Had dinner and watch Narnia 2. It was damn nice. I dunno why Leon thinks it's boring and fell asleep 3 times through the show. I mean, how can it be? Lolx. The scenery and effects were not bad what. I really really love the scenery there. Must go one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that lots of movies are made like from storybooks. Harry Potter, P.S I love you, Narnia, Lord of the Rings, Notebook, etc... One main reason is because there are like fans of the books readily available to watch the movie. The other reason is that the movies can be like made into a series like trilogy or more. I think they should like make Jodi's books into movies too, or maybe Robert Jordan's Dragon Reborn series. If they film Dragon Reborn series, they can like make 12 movies la. Damn &lt;em&gt;ho tan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised also that I'm pretty random. Like after I publish a post, I'll feel that I have new stuffs to add. Therefore, I've made changes to the 03 June 2008 post (&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;&lt;/ span&gt;haven't make, next time&lt;/span&gt; ok done!). Guess this will be a frequent thing. I have written down the places that I want to visit from the Neil Humphrey's book, any takers? Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toa Payoh Blk 53 (The Queen visited this block)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cycle around Sentosa &amp;amp; try the luge (still got or not ar?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mt Faber Summit. Bus 409&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kent Ridge Park Bus 143: Reflections @ Bukit Chandra + Kent Ridge Canopy Walk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Folkestone Road for the buildings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;West Coast Park (Yes, I have not been there)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haw Par Villa (still open or not?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kusu Island (secret....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be continued... gotta meet client... :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The future depends on what we do in the present - Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-797891537653680863?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/797891537653680863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=797891537653680863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/797891537653680863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/797891537653680863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-like-that.html' title='Just like that...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7798406123307161288</id><published>2008-06-03T18:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:20:17.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind...</title><content type='html'>Updates updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri (30/05): Met my clients for meals then went prawning at night. Prawning is seriously fun and addictive. The exhilaration of catching a big prawn is WOW. The taste of the prawn freshly bbq is damn &lt;em&gt;shuang&lt;/em&gt; too. Really damn fun. Anybody wanna go and try? We can go together. Lolx. The downside of it is that it's quite ex. :( Anyway, it's a good way to be alone too. Lolx. With beer and such.... photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SEUlJvjH4aI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yLCIgcjWJys/s1600-h/prawn+collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207609393436680610" style="WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SEUlJvjH4aI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yLCIgcjWJys/s320/prawn+collage.JPG" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID THIS COLLAGE MYSELF!!! Ok, you may think it's no big fuck, but I'm damn proud of myself. Lolx. Finally, I know how to do a collage. Self taught k. Not bad hor. Lolx. :p Who can teach me how to put words just beside the photo instead of below it? On hind sight, the collage is not as clear as those i see before. Why huh? CAN ANYBODY OUT THERE TEACH ME HOW TO DO A PROPER ONE? Thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat(31/5): Had a MJ session with my brothers. We went to watch S-League afterwards. It was not bad la, Korea Super Reds vs Sengkang (3-0). Must do a bit of charity = Singapore pools then can increase the excitement of match watching. Abang, you should go watch it since you love koreans so much. Afterwards we went to bowl at OCC. Wah, got a lot of pretty bowlers lehz. they bowl as pretty as how they look. Lolx. End the day with supper at a kopitiam with nice food. I finally remember who I went to that coffee shop before le. It was Edmund. Sucker.... made me wonder the whole night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon(01/06): Met client = Ruiling, followed by national pride. Ruiling and Ben commented that my room is very big. Though it's very messy, it has the potential to become a very nice room. I agree lehz. That's not much time for it though, cause we are moving soon already. It's quite sad actually. Like all along, I had been living in a very nice room and I didn't like cherish it or furnish it to make it nicer. Now that I'm moving to a room that is smaller by 2 times in a flat, then i realise that my room is actually very BIG. Haiz... worst thing is... that time i posted that my dad wanted to paint the house pink. Ok, it's not actually pink but &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;, and it's a lot whiter. This is not the main point. The MAIN point is, i told him i wanted to paint my room of the colour of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;light orange&lt;/span&gt;? Then he asked if don't have what I want. I told him peach. Ok, he don't understand english, so i said&lt;em&gt; tao&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Tao&lt;/em&gt; is peach what. correct? The fruit ma, correct? WRONG!!! You are fucking wrong. In terms of colour, peach is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;peach&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Tao&lt;/em&gt; is&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, wow. It is same same yet different. Therefore, when I was happily sleeping, my mum came and complained to me and ask why is my room like &lt;em&gt;ang ku kueh&lt;/em&gt;? She see already also headache. I was like huh? Why lehz? So I went to take a look that day and viola, I &lt;em&gt;machiam&lt;/em&gt; like stepped into a princess room ready to be decorated with hello kitty stuff all over. My room was freaking &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. I was like :O Due to laziness on my part, i decided that I'll have a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink room&lt;/span&gt;. Next time can also &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;&lt;/ span&gt;lure more&lt;/span&gt; amaze girls who come into my room ma. Like a guy living in a hello kitty world? Or maybe they will also get a headache? Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is the everybody must at least go once in their lifetime experience *drumroll*... ... To experience a 'live' Singapore vs other country soccer match. Went with YL, his sis, F.M, Gab, KL &amp;amp; YT. The experience was good, score was super disappointing though. 7-3. How to get thrash like this. Aiyo... very jiat lat... The players really have no sense of pride. Kana thrashed le still like &lt;em&gt;bochap&lt;/em&gt;. Played with no sense of urgency plus lousy defence = thrashing like this lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading books by Jodi Picoult and Neil Humphrey. Jodi's book of Keeping Faith is rather nice. Anybody read it? I wanna like discuss the ending lehz. A bit blur. Lolx. Then there are places in the book that Neil mentioned of Singapore that I also wanna go and explore. A lot of places actually. Anybody game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is working day... going to meet client now le... bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To start what you are doing, always see the end result in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7798406123307161288?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7798406123307161288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7798406123307161288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7798406123307161288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7798406123307161288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/06/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the wind...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/SEUlJvjH4aI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yLCIgcjWJys/s72-c/prawn+collage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3091858463519488482</id><published>2008-05-29T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:12:26.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Square Room!!!</title><content type='html'>Met up with Log O last night again after the previous day. This time, Isaac, Colin and Ryan joined Azil and I to meet up with Log O. He treated us to Kushinbo just like the old days. Had plenty of food and nearly burst my pants eating them. Joked and talked with Log O. Things are really different when you leave the army and meet up with your superiors of the past. We can now joke around and talk cock more freely (though in the past we also don't really care). Lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was a rare chance for the Operation Square Room people to gather once again, we decided to carry out the operation once again. When I asked them to meet Log O for dinner, this operation was already in the agenda. So straight after dinner, the operation was carried out. Ryan drove us in his Lancer to the rendezvous point and we got our stuff all ready - to have a &lt;em&gt;fucking crazy time&lt;/em&gt;. It's been like months or years since I've went Zouk for the mambo night. During the army days, we used to book out on wednesday nights to go for mambo jumbo, stay till the place closes, go eat prata, sleep at the playground and take the no-midnight surcharge cab to return the next morning on the first fast craft into Tekong. Those were the days man. It was all clean fun la. Just us guys going down to drink, laugh at each other and enjoy the music and the funny hand movements. Several shit (literal) things happened last time and this time we vowed not to let it happen again. We poked fun at one of us (due to privacy, cannot say who la... as the person was so drunk last time that he shat on his pants LOLX) and told him he better not let history repeat himself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering, Operation Square Room commenced. Long Island tea, beers were handed out as we talked cock, drank, swaying to the music. Saw quite a few people I know and even saw my cousin. Isaac, the officer left first, abandoning the operation to us sergeants. Played 'I never', danced, a fight broke out, a drunk girl grab me to dance with her, somebody got lucky while me and the other were damn bored. Lolx. Sitting at the bar drinking my beer, I had this feeling of being around so many people with the loud music, yet felt so alone. Looking around, all the girls were like really anyhow one la. Nowadays girls are really rather loose ya, or is it all along it's been like this but I'm missing out on it. Think I'm getting old le, or am I the one too conservative? Lolx. We went to take the breath analysis test and only I was sober and fit enough to drive. So drove them and myself home before letting Ryan drive himself home. Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Square Room successfully executed!!! It'll be activated again next time guys!!! Thanks Ryan for the ride man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you don't change your beliefs, your life will be like this forever. Is that good news?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3091858463519488482?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3091858463519488482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3091858463519488482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3091858463519488482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3091858463519488482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/05/operation-square-room.html' title='Operation Square Room!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6717749623673534758</id><published>2008-05-28T15:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:01:19.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything has changed...</title><content type='html'>Lolx. I didn't know my primary school friends do read my blog. Hello Mel!!! Jo!!! ZL!!! Lolx...&lt;br /&gt;Cause we have this chain mail thingy and one of my friends commented I &lt;em&gt;chong chu jiang hu&lt;/em&gt; le... Yesh.. I'm back... didn't have time to use the com for the past month... cause as you all know, I don't have computer or internet connection at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not picked up THE demerit good for 5 days le. Lolx... Mel, Jo, ZL, proud of me right. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to quit gambling too. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life nowadays is like working, meeting clients and new people, reading books, watching hong kong serials and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PAINTING&lt;/span&gt; my new house. As those who know me knows, I'm moving soon. My house since birth is en bloc-ed :( ... my parents got a new house in hougang. YL, we are NEIGHBOURS. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Since young, my dream was to live in a HDB estate. Now, though we are really going to live in a HDB estate, I don't really feel very happy lehz. Maybe I do love to live in a private estate after all. Lolx. Like I really hate the hassle of moving things and packing. My room is currently in a terrible mess. Dustmites, termites are like my bunk mate la. Anybody who want to earn a quick buck? Can come and help me pack? Price negotiable. My dad, to save $10,000 on the painting (my sister found the lobang, anybody got cheaper one) decided to undertake this project himself. I'm like forced to paint the house with him. I think it's a good thing la, like dad-son bonding? It's rather tiring though. And no matter how we paint, it won't be even. I have a feeling that the new house will look super weird. Lolx. Like the colour combination and work will suck. On hindside, it'll be a house painted by our own hands. :) and it will be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am playing with those memories again&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought time had set me free&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts of you keep taunting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, a feeling I never outgrew&lt;br /&gt;Though each and every part of me has tried&lt;br /&gt;Only you can fill that space inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres no sense pretending&lt;br /&gt;My heart its not mending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just cant go on without&lt;br /&gt;{Go on without&lt;br /&gt;Its just no good without you}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own Ive tried to make the best of it alone&lt;br /&gt;Ive done everything I can to ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;But only you can stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant live without you&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Funny how just when you think life can't possibly get any worse it suddenly does."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6717749623673534758?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6717749623673534758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6717749623673534758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6717749623673534758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6717749623673534758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-everything-has-changed.html' title='When everything has changed...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3571860030382017916</id><published>2008-05-26T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:16:39.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lost a friend, whom I don't even know can be counted as a friend or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One less person from my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s the friends you can call up at four a.m. that matter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3571860030382017916?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3571860030382017916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3571860030382017916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3571860030382017916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3571860030382017916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-501964564410177310</id><published>2008-05-22T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:10:04.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Been exactly a month since I've last blog... so, updates for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened for last month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) EXAMS!!! (&lt;em&gt;Ti gong po pi ar....&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a new niece... Her name is Pei Xuan, new addition to the family. Went to the hospital for the first time to see a newborn baby. I could feel the aura when I stepped into the maternity level. The aura of miracle of life. Lolx. Could see those cute little babies in their cots. Went into the ward and saw my sister with my niece by the side. Damn small and cute. Then her elder brother came and he is like one year old, but he can like walk and start to talk le. Life is really miraculous isn't it? Just a year ago, he was like his sister. Now, he can like talk and walk. I was once this cute too. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Actually, I said i'll continue, but I don't know what else to write le... Cause life's been pretty mundane. If i can think of any, I'll continue here ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why am I afraid to lose you when you're not even mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-501964564410177310?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/501964564410177310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=501964564410177310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/501964564410177310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/501964564410177310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3787869248192875730</id><published>2008-05-22T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:00:55.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...</title><content type='html'>Headache, feverish, coughing plus runny nose... i've been sick quite a few times recently... think i'm getting old...   :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes goodbye is a painful way to say I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3787869248192875730?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3787869248192875730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3787869248192875730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3787869248192875730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3787869248192875730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick.html' title='Sick...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-845896418985890489</id><published>2008-04-22T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:13:51.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞那么多</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do you sometimes feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;lost even when you know where you are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Having family and friends there yet knowing they cannot help? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Scrolling down your handphone list to ask someone out or to chat yet can't find anybody? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Look at all the happy faces and cannot remember how it feels like to be happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Looking at the night scene and feel just so helpless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I always do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Heaven Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;From the time I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;Till I close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She's everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;She's all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though she's so far away,&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps getting stronger everyday&lt;br /&gt;And even now she's gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, where do I start&lt;br /&gt;'Coz it's breakin' my heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my love will come back someday&lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way&lt;br /&gt;But only heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is hope &amp;amp; pray&lt;br /&gt;'Coz heaven knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;That if you really love her,&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta set her free&lt;br /&gt;And if she returns in time&lt;br /&gt;I'll know she's mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me, where do I start&lt;br /&gt;'Coz it's breakin' my heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;'Coz heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;Why I live in despair&lt;br /&gt;'Coz wide awake or dreamin',&lt;br /&gt;I know she's never there&lt;br /&gt;And all the time I act so brave,&lt;br /&gt;I'm shakin' inside&lt;br /&gt;Why does it hurt me so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows... heaven knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;寂寞那么多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天色开始朦胧　呼吸慢慢沉重&lt;br /&gt;曾经深情的承诺　像吹过的风&lt;br /&gt;说什么天长地久　只是敷衍带过&lt;br /&gt;心中的痛 眼泪溶入漆黑的夜与昼&lt;br /&gt;分开　我们都选择了不会痛&lt;br /&gt;而从今以后　冰冷的手&lt;br /&gt;再也找不到你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么寂寞总是那么多&lt;br /&gt;总习惯独自温习你遗留的伤痛&lt;br /&gt;我不想再关上心随从我&lt;br /&gt;彼此都隔着一层膜&lt;br /&gt;静静的擦肩而过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空旷房间里头&lt;br /&gt;只残留着和焦虑的虚伪温柔&lt;br /&gt;放开所有 拥抱这自由 让一切从头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么寂寞总是那么多&lt;br /&gt;在孤单眼里　抱着你留下的伤口&lt;br /&gt;我不想再关上心随从我&lt;br /&gt;是你那失落的梦　静静的随风飘落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是你那失落的梦　静静的擦肩而过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are the obstacle of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-845896418985890489?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/845896418985890489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=845896418985890489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/845896418985890489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/845896418985890489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_22.html' title='寂寞那么多'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-2410108460456200295</id><published>2008-04-22T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:40:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Exams are like TOMORROW... I'm soooo dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep like till it's 6am? Very bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read P.S I love you and watched A Walk To Remember. One word...... Beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;The love between the characters are so strong that it's no wonder that they are fictional. I found A Walk To Remember a bit rushed though, like they never really developed and show how the characters fall in love? P.S I love you book is very nice... after exams will watch the show. Hope it wouldn't disappoint me. All these, only happens in the fictitious world. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;难道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说著下雨了&lt;br /&gt;我忽然明了&lt;br /&gt;说好的明天我们一去不逃&lt;br /&gt;你说分手好吗&lt;br /&gt;我说好吧&lt;br /&gt;沉默那么痛呀&lt;br /&gt;雨点越来越大&lt;br /&gt;你想一想&lt;br /&gt;解释我生命中与你完美的笑&lt;br /&gt;说好的明天我们最后去不到&lt;br /&gt;解释我生命中用你最美的笑&lt;br /&gt;难道你还没看到&lt;br /&gt;整个天慢慢灰了&lt;br /&gt;你说的我总做到&lt;br /&gt;就除了把你给忘掉&lt;br /&gt;难道你还没听到&lt;br /&gt;我的心慢慢碎了&lt;br /&gt;连电话我都删掉&lt;br /&gt;可是你的笑怎么清除掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘也忘不掉&lt;br /&gt;忘也忘不掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;所以只能说声对不起&lt;br /&gt;任何藉口都没有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;已来不及好好去珍惜&lt;br /&gt;后悔很多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不该让你无辜流下失措的泪&lt;br /&gt;心碎认识你陌生的世界&lt;br /&gt;空气中回荡的笑语早已经断绝&lt;br /&gt;多想能在和你梦里爱多一次&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很沉重看你走着每一步&lt;br /&gt;它应该是幸福的路&lt;br /&gt;狠心推开你&lt;br /&gt;像你离得无反顾 (是挽不回的错误)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你身上(心上)纹着我给你的笑&lt;br /&gt;对我绝美的惩罚&lt;br /&gt;想问已无法&lt;br /&gt;原来曾经拥有过&lt;br /&gt;还比失去痛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;对你的挚爱从不曾改变&lt;br /&gt;要你快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;好想对你说却来不及&lt;br /&gt;后悔已太多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我身上永远烙着你的笑&lt;br /&gt;那么绝美的惩罚&lt;br /&gt;想问我无法&lt;br /&gt;原来曾经拥有过&lt;br /&gt;还比失去痛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is not rude, is not selfish, and does not become angry easily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love does not remember wrongs done against it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is not happy with evil, but is happy with truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love never fails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-2410108460456200295?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/2410108460456200295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=2410108460456200295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2410108460456200295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2410108460456200295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/dead.html' title='Dead...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6939915914914336613</id><published>2008-04-09T19:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:20:49.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(A) or (B)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Which of the options will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;(a) Be with the love of your life and earn an amount of $2000-$3000/mth.&lt;br /&gt;(b) Have unlimited wealth but wouldn't be with the true love of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the topic of discussion during coffee before school with my friend cum Prudential brother (lolx) aka &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Frankie&lt;/span&gt;. How did we come to this topic? I've forgotten. What's fun (I thought so) was the conversation we had (in a mixture of English &amp;amp; Mandarin)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll choose option a anytime", I said.&lt;br /&gt;Frankie gave me that incredulous look.&lt;br /&gt;"Why lehz? Ok de ma." I shot a weak rebuttal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Give me option b anytime man. You damn cai4* lehz. Only cai4* will choose this option."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Wouldn't you want to be with the love of your life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Without money, you cannot do a lot of things. True love end of the day may also run away with others. If I cannot be with my true love, I'll also make sure she suffers." *evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha... what can you do? Your true love already run away with others le."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"I'll pay a murderer (mai4 xiong1) to kill her boyfriend. Everytime she gets a new one, I'll KILL one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wa. Then you'll get caught lehz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Come on la. YOU have UNLIMITED WEALTH lehz. You can do WHATEVER you like. If the judge wanna sentence me, I'll get someone to kill the judge."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lolx. Then you'll be killing everybody. Lolx. You'll be very lonely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Come on la. With unlimited wealth, you scared you cannot get anything?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm.... True...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;em&gt;cai is gal in hokkien&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking it through, give me option B ANYTIME.... LOLX.... There's no true love in this world. All gals are the same la. Lolx. Gillian (TWINS) already like that le.... LOLX... With unlimited wealth, I can even help those in poverty. I can even set up funds for people to do research. Then I'll go and do farming on my own. Lolx. On this subject, Frankie let me know some fun facts plus research on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/2008/03/05/richest-people-billionaires-billionaires08-cx_lk_0305billie_land.html"&gt;http://www.forbes.com/2008/03/05/richest-people-billionaires-billionaires08-cx_lk_0305billie_land.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you know that: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 of the top ten forbes list are Indians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The richest man is Warren Buffett (pic), followed by Carlos Slim Helu then Bill Gates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_y2cWgl3YI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MSnq1uCZB5s/s1600-h/C0R3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187221469018840450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_y2cWgl3YI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MSnq1uCZB5s/s320/C0R3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The youngest self made billionaire is a Harvard Uni dropout. He is FUCKING THE SAME AGE AS ME!!! What am I studying for man? Lolx. You should know who he is, cause most of you, in fact 99.9% (those that never use, pls go back to Jupiter) are using his application for what he wanted to do for his uni only.... He is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_zCVGgl3aI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cldDOYcQDV4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187234538604322210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_zCVGgl3aI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cldDOYcQDV4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK Founder - Mark Zuckerberg. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_y2yWgl3ZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IogxPmCEuwM/s1600-h/youngest_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187221846975962514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_y2yWgl3ZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IogxPmCEuwM/s320/youngest_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;--- This guy is not the Facebook founder. Just in case you blur cocks think he is. Lolx. This guy is your typical ah tiong you see in school. He looks sort of like that "Yatta" guy (dunno his name la) you see in HEROES right? He is a chinese not a japanese though he really looks like that "Yatta" guy. Ok, put him in t-shirt and shorts and I'm sure you fucking will look down on him thinking he is some san1 ba1 lao4. Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FUCK YOU UNDERSTAND!!!! He is Peng Xiaofeng (ok la, his name and my name is 1/3 similar. We got feng. Feng people are successful. Lolx). One of the FORBES List k. Age 33, 2.5 billion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pls wake up your idea. Never NEVER judge a book by its cover, or a person by his/her looks.&lt;br /&gt;So you better not laugh at my looks k. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No man who enjoys life is a failure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6939915914914336613?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6939915914914336613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6939915914914336613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6939915914914336613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6939915914914336613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/or-b.html' title='(A) or (B)'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R_y2cWgl3YI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MSnq1uCZB5s/s72-c/C0R3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1329187117689582145</id><published>2008-04-07T06:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:17:22.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Project &amp; Locked Door</title><content type='html'>Reading the title of this entry, one will surely question the link between these two separate things (if you didn't, then don't carry on reading _!_).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, let's carry on. Lolx. Pardon my &lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt; temper. It has been a long day... in fact 2 long days... FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!! Our project is done. Apologies to my group mates who had to sleep so &lt;em&gt;early&lt;/em&gt; due to my procrastination. Please accept my apologies. Next sem think no one will group with me le.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the computer for a continuous of 15 hrs is no fun at all. It's fucking unhealthy I tell you. Even as I'm typing this entry now, my head is throbbing, eye cocked, feeling queasy, and bladder fucking bursting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the link between project v locked door, there are two things one must understand.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the basic layout of my office... allow me to describe it for you. My office is situated outside a corridor where people build expressways inside their bodies (read: smoking... dumb ass). There is this wonderful door that separates us from the main building, where the rest of the office, lifts and shops are situated at, ar not forgetting the washrooms.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, &lt;em&gt;Lin Bei&lt;/em&gt; is a damn low tech guy. My uni friends used to describe me as live in condo, got swimming pool, but no internet, no computer (it's damn no link la, dunno why they describe like that also). YES, don't huh.... in case you didn't know, I have no computer and internet connection at home. Life still goes on, doesn't it. Just that it's harder... That is why I always fully utilised my school, office and friends' house resources (for those who are already pitying me and wanna sponsor 01x laptop for me, feel free to contact me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you understand these two fundamentals, the rest simply falls into place doesn't it? NO? Dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 5.30am in the morning. I was doing my project frantically when nature called. I walked out to the corridor, and with great aniticipation, turned the handle that separated me from the pleasure of letting water out of your body. And I discovered that IT WAS FUCKING LOCKED!!!!! Immediately, I thought of my 2 favourite friends 'Chee' &amp;amp; 'Bye'. Ok, make it 3, I thought of ' Chao' too. I banged, kicked, punched, pulled and even said 'Open Sesame'. Nothing fucking worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did it imply? Loads of things my friend... First &amp;amp; foremost, I can't fucking PEE. Do you know that by suppressing your urge to pee you are harming your bladder, kidney and your bird bird. It fucking increases your chance of appearing in National TV where they ask you to ask people to call 1900-112-6868 cause you need their help. Do you know how painful is that??? So next time people, just pee it. Secondly, I can't fucking go home!!! The lift is located beyond that door. I'll have to fucking fly down from 10 stories if I wanna go home My secretary doesn't appear at the office only till 8am (I have lessons at 10am, applause pls). Before 8am if I see anyone I think I'll fucking just go straight and see your lord (if you are ang moh pie) or go to hell and repent my sins (for cheena pie). Analysing all these, plus the fact that it was just half an hour ago (5 am) that I went to the loo, I don't understand who would come up to the 10th floor to just fucking lock the door. The more I thought about it, the more goosebumps shot out of me. It was so bad that i really wanted to pee, and I shhh shhh at the corridor, drowning the stupid ants that woke up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you don't really think I peed at the corridor, did you? _!_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do not resist the call of nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1329187117689582145?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1329187117689582145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1329187117689582145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1329187117689582145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1329187117689582145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-project-locked-door.html' title='Of Project &amp; Locked Door'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-42179770624211360</id><published>2008-04-06T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:18:58.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind my eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Behind Blue Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;To be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;Behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To be hated&lt;br /&gt;To be fated&lt;br /&gt;To telling only lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They arent as empty&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;My love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Thats never free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To feel these feelings&lt;br /&gt;Like I do&lt;br /&gt;And I blame you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one bites back as hard&lt;br /&gt;On their anger&lt;br /&gt;None of my pain and woe&lt;br /&gt;Can show through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They arent as empty&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;My love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Thats never free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my fist clenches, crack it open&lt;br /&gt;Before I use it and lose my cool&lt;br /&gt;When I smile, tell me some bad news&lt;br /&gt;Before I laugh and act like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I swallow anything evil&lt;br /&gt;Put your finger down my throat&lt;br /&gt;If I shiver, please give me a blanket&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm, let me wear your coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;To be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;To be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;Behind blue eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan your work for the day, and work your plan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-42179770624211360?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/42179770624211360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=42179770624211360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/42179770624211360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/42179770624211360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/behind-my-eyes.html' title='Behind my eyes...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-6194128585977294526</id><published>2008-04-05T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:24:13.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>后来,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;后来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;后来, 我总算学会了如何去爱.&lt;br /&gt;可惜你早已远去,&lt;br /&gt;消失在人海.&lt;br /&gt;后来, 终于在眼泪中明白,&lt;br /&gt;有些人一旦错过就不再.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;栀子花, 白花瓣,&lt;br /&gt;落在我蓝色百褶裙上.&lt;br /&gt;爱你, 你轻声说.&lt;br /&gt;我低下头闻见一阵芬芳.&lt;br /&gt;那个永恒的夜晚,&lt;br /&gt;十七岁仲夏,&lt;br /&gt;你吻我的那个夜晚,&lt;br /&gt;让我往后的时光,&lt;br /&gt;每当有感叹,&lt;br /&gt;总想起当天的星光.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候的爱情,&lt;br /&gt;为什么就能那样简单?&lt;br /&gt;而又是为什么人年少时,&lt;br /&gt;一定要让深爱的人受伤.&lt;br /&gt;在这相似的深夜里,&lt;br /&gt;你是否一样,&lt;br /&gt;也在静静追悔感伤.&lt;br /&gt;如果当时我们能不那么倔强,&lt;br /&gt;现在也不那么遗憾.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你都如何回忆我,&lt;br /&gt;带着笑或是很沉默.&lt;br /&gt;这些年来有没有人能让你不寂寞.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;永远不会再重来,&lt;br /&gt;有一个男孩爱着那个女孩. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;认错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;是我放弃了你&lt;br /&gt;只为一个没有理由的决定&lt;br /&gt;以为这次我可以&lt;br /&gt;承受你离我而去&lt;br /&gt;不必让你伤心&lt;br /&gt;却刺痛自己&lt;br /&gt;一个人走在傍晚七点的台北city&lt;br /&gt;等着心痛就像黑夜一样的来临&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i hate myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又整夜追逐梦中的你&lt;br /&gt;而明天只剩哭泣的心&lt;br /&gt;怎么才能让我告诉你我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;教彼此都在孤独里忍住伤心&lt;br /&gt;我又怎么告诉你我还爱你&lt;br /&gt;是我自己错误的决定&lt;br /&gt;我要告诉你我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;输了你赢了世界又如何&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朦胧之间, 仿佛我又看见你的脸&lt;br /&gt;依然带着淡淡忧愁的双眼忽隐忽现&lt;br /&gt;就当全是一场梦, 不必掩饰我的错&lt;br /&gt;无奈的哭笑不必找牵强的理由&lt;br /&gt;就让她日日夜夜刺痛我胸口&lt;br /&gt;让我眼神没有焦点&lt;br /&gt;泪水模糊我的视线&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;输了你, 赢了世界又如何&lt;br /&gt;你曾渴望的梦我想我永远不会懂&lt;br /&gt;我失去你赢了一切却依然如此冷清&lt;br /&gt;有谁又能让我倾心除了你 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;你我之间难道没有剩下一点点&lt;br /&gt;一点曾经刻苦铭心的眷恋让你挂念&lt;br /&gt;我只能说如今我已无处可躲&lt;br /&gt;当我默默黯然回首&lt;br /&gt;当我看尽潮起潮落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I seriously need to discipline myself. I tend to digress in no matter what I do. It's not good. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The law project is really HARD.... I respect those who study law. One case law is enough to make me go 'wtf' for like 100x. Imagine them going through the whole lot. Damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Discipline, together with hard work, determination &amp;amp; conviction, is the road to success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-6194128585977294526?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/6194128585977294526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=6194128585977294526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6194128585977294526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/6194128585977294526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_05.html' title='后来,'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4418513134416059616</id><published>2008-04-02T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:05:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Changing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I discovered that you can erase away the dirt on your cashcard chip if it cannot be read by the machines. Isn't it amazing how we are learning new things everyday? What's even more amazing is that something so complicated can be solved in such a simple way. Sometimes, I wish life was simpler, without all the complications and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee that in our generation, we'll live to see that a hundred bucks will be equal to a dollar today. Just like how the older generation saw how a dollar of the past being equal to five or ten bucks today? I believe in just a few months' time, a plate of chicken rice will be at least $3 everywhere in Singapore. Due to basic commodities shortage plus inflation. Brings me to the point that life is just like a business cycle, with peaks and troughs. Things are changing at such a rapid pace, if you cannot keep up with it, out you go. Humans too, are changing so fast that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It sorts of scares me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The video below is not for the faint-hearted, kids, people with heart conditions/high or low blood pressure/diabetics, people who get shock easily or pregnant ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rating: R21 (Some gay contents/Nudity/Queasy Scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;It's your choice to watch it or not... Do not blame me for any after effects...Remember, it's your monitor that you are hitting. Not his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WxCk4TM8GBc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WxCk4TM8GBc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rating: NC16 (Vulgarities) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m266DV93tak&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m266DV93tak&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case cannot watch here, go to this link (it's a must watch, serious) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m266DV93tak&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;- Abraham Lincoln&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4418513134416059616?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4418513134416059616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4418513134416059616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4418513134416059616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4418513134416059616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/04/ever-changing.html' title='Ever Changing...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4546066105612707836</id><published>2008-03-30T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:01:22.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have this sudden craving for &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;&lt;/ span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or Loa&lt;/em&gt; (Oyster Omelette)&lt;/span&gt; after the re-run of 转角遇到爱 on SCV. Plus craving for.... &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;&lt;/ span&gt;Aijisen Ramen&lt;/span&gt;, Boon Tong Kee &lt;em&gt;Hor Fun, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;&lt;/ span&gt;Changi V Wanton Mee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;&lt;/ span&gt;roast duck&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I hope I'm not pregnant. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Test to be taken, project to be handed then... exams... (with work in the meantime) COMING SOON... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;die... x_x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Apologies to Jason, Ah Liang &amp;amp; Leslie for not turning up on Sat... My bad. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;心如刀割&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的天是灰色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的心是蓝色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;触摸着你的心&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;竟是透明的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的悠然自得&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我却束手无策&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的心痛竟是你的快乐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;其实我不想对你恋恋不舍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;但什么让我辗转反侧&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;不觉我说着说着天就亮了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的唇角尝到一种苦涩&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我是真的为你哭了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你是真的随他走了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就在这一刻全世界伤心角色&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;又多了我一个我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是真的为你爱了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你是真的跟他走了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;能给的我全都给了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我都舍得&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;除了让你知道&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我心如刀割&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What Hurts The Most&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That don't bother me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that's not what gets me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was being so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What could have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm doin' It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still Harder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's what I was trying to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooohhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cherish the things you have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14058999-4546066105612707836?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4546066105612707836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4546066105612707836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4546066105612707836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4546066105612707836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/hungry.html' title='Hungry...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5594619335788048793</id><published>2008-03-29T16:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:17:23.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For there will come a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R-4U9Wgl3XI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-kTCdHr-deM/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183103265396874610" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R-4SFmgl3AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/71PIClLIjtE/s320/image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love others, like how you love yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5594619335788048793?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5594619335788048793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5594619335788048793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5594619335788048793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5594619335788048793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_29.html' title='For there will come a time...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R-4U9Wgl3XI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-kTCdHr-deM/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-9127277544432211849</id><published>2008-03-28T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:32:04.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;旧爱还是最美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;半夜看cable 的...旧电影寂寞好深&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;像看自己从前...从前的幸福和愚蠢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;电影里主角...回头的泪痕那泪痕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;忽然好想旧情人的...柔软双唇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;人一辈子常常只有...只有一次缘份&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;错过就再也遇不到...那么好的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;於是心里不时飘浮暖暖那个吻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;从此能付出的情爱也不完整 oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不自禁找寻很像她的情人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;但是没有谁有像她的灵魂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;旧爱还是最美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;美的东西往往太早枯萎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;后悔时的泪水又特别让人觉得无力疲惫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;旧爱还是最美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;有时分手不是谁负了谁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;两个对的人却在错的时候爱了一回&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sorry... I am really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我又一次把你气哭在陌生街头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;爱你...我当然爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;自从第一眼到现在什至没人敢预测的将来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;请你相信不是我不愿意改变我自已&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;而是一再努力又一再放弃那个软弱的自已&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;其实我恨透了我自已没有认输的勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;让你受尽了不安和委屈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你是我这一生这一生最最最害怕去伤害到的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;也是我这一生这一生唯一能让我安定下来的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;虽然我并没有并没有并没有一身温纯的灵魂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;但是我很愿意很愿意做那个永远照顾你的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我的爱人请听我有颗不善言语的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;只能够看着你远处的背影&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I grow to understand life less and less,I learn to love it more and more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-9127277544432211849?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/9127277544432211849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=9127277544432211849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/9127277544432211849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/9127277544432211849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_28.html' title='-'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5242860086875391616</id><published>2008-03-24T05:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:25:57.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For those in love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I do not believe in love, cause I do not think there are true love in this world. Nobody would be so fucking stupid like that Li Ann in The Leap Years, but here are some poems for those in love. Must pay some fee to me if you use these ar. Lolx.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I miss you when I know everything is over? Why do I read the letters you wrote and still feel for them? Why do I still look at the pictures &amp;amp; miss the days we had?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Change my blog's song format. Now it's playlist style, so can listen to ALL (ok, nearly all. Some too darn old le) the music that I've once posted the lyrics before (according to my posts too). Very suitable for those who wanna emo at home or those who study and listen to music at the same time. See, I so 贴心&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;:) enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love you more than words could ever say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I feel it growing in my heart each and everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All this love I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Has never felt so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You give me something no one has ever given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Something you cannot see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love so strong, and so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It makes me think of only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This wonderful feeling you have given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;makes me want to be with you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want to be in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To feel your warm embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It makes me feel so safe from harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love to touch your face and look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To feel your warm hands within mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As our fingers gently entwined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Your kisses so soft and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Makes me crave a thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wonder how your heart keeps a steady beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because mine just soar like I'm having fits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love the way you let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How much you love me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love how much you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The love you've shown to me is beyond compare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I simply love the way you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That compliments your sexy style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For these my eyes are kept on you all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate to see you mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hate to see you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They just make me feel so very bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate to see you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To always have to wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What you feel, I too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's because our love so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm so sorry I sometimes do the things I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That always make you feel blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sorry if I hurt you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's because my anger is often hard to control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love you wholeheartedly, so don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cause you're the only one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You and I, and everyone else can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love you with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So much so that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No one can ever, ever make us part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Oath To YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you are sad... I will dry your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you are scared... I will comfort your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you are confused... I will help you cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And when you are lost... and can't see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I shall be your beacon... shining ever so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is my oath... I pledge till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life is my college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5242860086875391616?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5242860086875391616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5242860086875391616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5242860086875391616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5242860086875391616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-those-in-love.html' title='For those in love....'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1739475104326439387</id><published>2008-03-22T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:00:22.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It costs nothing, but creates much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It enriches those who receive, without impoverishing those who give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It happens in a flash and the memory of it sometimes lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;None are so rich they can get along without it, and none so poor but are richer for its benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It creates happiness in the home, fosters good will in a business, and is the countersign of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It is rest to the weary, daylight to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and Nature's best antidote for trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is no earthly good to anybody till it is given away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And if it isn't given to you, why not leave one of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For nobody needs a &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; so much as those who have none left to give!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Remember that when life's path is steep, keep your mind even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1739475104326439387?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1739475104326439387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1739475104326439387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1739475104326439387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1739475104326439387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-8785523975229397845</id><published>2008-03-22T18:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:00:03.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only life is a VCR player...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I found 3 fucking good songs (read: emo). Can't believe I only get to know them now. They are really damn damn damn good (to me la). Perhaps it's because I feel for them. Do not sing them when you all go ktv with me. Cause I wanna sing these. Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Happy Birthday Megha!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I discovered that I'm damn random. Friends tell me and I just realised. It's not really good. Anyway, who will win Taiwan election today? My guess is Ma Ying Jiu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mama can't wait for me to be hitched. Seriously... I thought she was joking all along, till that day when I told her I wanna go cut hair. She took thirty bucks out from the cashier and said (conversation in Mandarin),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Go to the salon behind us. That girl (think her name is Rose :o Imagine I walk into the shop and tell her my name is Jack, then the background music is 'My Heart Will Go On' :p ok, lame) should be there. Go see whether you interested in her or not. Malaysian gals are better. They are simpler, then can bear children for you. Singapore gals wouldn't want you one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-_- "'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to my favourite &lt;em&gt;ah bu ne ne&lt;/em&gt; barber shop in the end. Where I will always regret going due to the weird haircuts I get from there but still go back as it's only $8. Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bSue4lNWUsc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bSue4lNWUsc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;让&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(Song Number 1 at the side)&lt;br /&gt;多想要找到一丝挣扎在你脸上&lt;br /&gt;可是你美得冷得淡得像月亮&lt;br /&gt;等着你的那辆车灯闪一下&lt;br /&gt;像催你草草断了我们的过往&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;约好要每年回到初拥吻的地方&lt;br /&gt;划一个记号写下相恋的感想&lt;br /&gt;等明年我剩一个人坐在堤防&lt;br /&gt;改唱首什么歌来纪念爱的傻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让你逃亡, 又让你回航&lt;br /&gt;我让你依赖, 我也让你倔强&lt;br /&gt;只要你微笑, 带一点感动的泪光&lt;br /&gt;我就能够得到再给的力量&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我让你飞翔, 又让你说谎&lt;br /&gt;我让你苛求, 我也让你奢望&lt;br /&gt;我还以为爱, 就是要体贴的退让&lt;br /&gt;我们一起盖的罗马&lt;br /&gt;你却跟他拆了城墙&lt;br /&gt;踩过我用挚爱建筑的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太绝对的爱&lt;br /&gt;变成了活该&lt;br /&gt;朋友要我责怪&lt;br /&gt;我却只想重来&lt;br /&gt;也许这就叫爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少日子盖的罗马&lt;br /&gt;你用一夜拆了城墙&lt;br /&gt;踩碎我曾让你栖息的胸膛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtJLuK0aVCk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtJLuK0aVCk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一定要幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淹没在城市里&lt;br /&gt;看不见的星星&lt;br /&gt;其实仍在守这你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你有没有心&lt;br /&gt;你愿不愿意&lt;br /&gt;逆转时间结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友忽然聊起&lt;br /&gt;关于你的消息&lt;br /&gt;原来尘埃已落定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我为你高兴&lt;br /&gt;为自己伤心&lt;br /&gt;好复杂的情绪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过去往往总是过不去&lt;br /&gt;留成现在最痛的印记&lt;br /&gt;左一句右一句对不起&lt;br /&gt;你救不了我&lt;br /&gt;我挽不回你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生能有几次的可惜&lt;br /&gt;我想我的眼睛已泄了底&lt;br /&gt;夜深人静&lt;br /&gt;突然想起&lt;br /&gt;一定要幸福&lt;br /&gt;当时的约定&lt;br /&gt;没忘记&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定要幸福&lt;br /&gt;祝福你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;重来好不好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Song Number 5 at the side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;夜亦如此的颓废&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;思念不放手让我睡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你最喜欢听的爵士音乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;幽暗的忧伤的残念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;而我站在照片的左边&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;快乐离我越来越远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;每年这个季节特别有感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我好想你想再见你一面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;让我们重来好不好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;再一次温暖的拥抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;求时间停在这一秒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;倾听你的耳语心跳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;许多事曾经是煎熬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;回头看突然都明了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;用一切换你的微笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;就像在歌的转折&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;总有一些期待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;真心才能诠释的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-8785523975229397845?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/8785523975229397845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=8785523975229397845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8785523975229397845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/8785523975229397845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-only-life-is-vcr-player.html' title='If only life is a VCR player...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4499179482018541568</id><published>2008-03-16T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:16:24.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Discovered something on Fri and today. I'm glad that I feel this way.  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heard these two songs. Damn oldie but nice. Couldn't find the imeen for it. Next time ba. Back to my project..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;鬼迷心窍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;曾经真的以为人生就这样了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;平静的心拒绝再有浪潮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;斩了千次的情丝却断不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;百转千折它将我围绕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;有人问我你究竟是那里好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;这麽多年我还忘不了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;春风再美也比不上你的笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;没见过你的人不会明了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;是鬼迷了心窍也好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;是前世的因缘也好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;然而这一切已不再重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;如果你能够重回我怀抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;是命运的安排也好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;是你存心的捉弄也好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;然而这一切也不再重要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我愿意随你到天涯海角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;虽然岁月总是匆匆的催人老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;虽然情爱总是让人烦恼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;虽然未来如何不能知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;承认&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;承认吧对我还有好多感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;只是你不敢再亏欠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;要不就这样算了吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;就这样散了吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;至少你不会辜负了他(她)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;这些我都从无埋怨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;先给爱的人并不可怜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;早知道最后的结局多落的分离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我是有理由不死心塌地&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我当然不恨你也从来不怨你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;会试着不想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;虽然是曾经也是唯一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;若要忘记两三年就可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我打算不见你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;也决计不寻你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;也已经不想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;只要是偶尔回首过去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;在记忆里还有甜蜜能这样就可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The only certainty in life is death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4499179482018541568?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4499179482018541568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4499179482018541568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4499179482018541568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4499179482018541568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/glad.html' title='Glad...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-5915427389862651122</id><published>2008-03-14T17:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:13:36.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAS SELAMAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This man is the MAN man. Lolx, he caused the whole country to panic, followed by the world. the ordinary people don't care though. They'll say, "The police will catch him one la..." or "Singapore gahmen very efficient one. We no need be afraid of him coming to bomb us." I think he second day already &lt;em&gt;siam&lt;/em&gt; already. Still wait here for fuck. Anyway, in case he decides to stick around, here's a poster that can help YOU identify HIM. Please call 999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177550349101718098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R9panFToWlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FCSdQ-aFPcQ/s320/wantedman.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For those that need a place to vent your frustrations cause someone made u piss or what fuck, here's a good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://x17.66c.cc/play/mi/daxiaoren.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;http://x17.66c.cc/play/mi/daxiaoren.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (just click it. It wun hurt your com or porn you stored inside.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here's dedicated to Leon. Lolx. you say muz have more conversation with my mum ma. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My mum is worried that I am a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;. Lolx. Cause when I tell her I go my friend's house to stay/play overnight, she'll ask gal or guy and I'll always reply that it's a guy (which it's true la). Then she'll say, "要死lo, 你不要乱搞同性恋." She is also rather worried that I cannot get attached. Lolx. Cause she said when I want to get a wife next time, go to Vietnam or dunno where to get a bride. Cause no Singapore gals would want me. Then she'll quote example of my ex, yadda yadda. And end off with saying overseas gals also more 听话. Really -_-''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I did a tarot card test again, and discovered that I did it before (read older post 20/3/2007). However, this time the results are different. Guess I've changed. Lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/catpeople/19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You are The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make the mistakes of yesterday your lessons today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-5915427389862651122?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/5915427389862651122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=5915427389862651122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5915427389862651122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/5915427389862651122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/mas-selamat.html' title='MAS SELAMAT'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R9panFToWlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/FCSdQ-aFPcQ/s72-c/wantedman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3900139436377599360</id><published>2008-03-12T20:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:43:44.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;还记得我吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我开始相信自己是个害怕寂寞的男人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;总爱泡上一杯咖啡在回忆里慢慢地浮沉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;但仔细想想过去从来不曾如此地认真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;像现在这样怀念你的温柔眼神&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;而或许在你眼中我是不会用心的男人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;所以离开我的时候没有留下任何的泪痕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;有那么一点后悔其实我也不会再否认&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;爱情故事结局总是教人心疼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;越来我越相信命运注定要失去你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;今夜的风太冷多希望你能再温暖我的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;但你还记得我吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不会什么你都忘了吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;那些曾说过的话希望你还完整地放在你心上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;但你还记得我吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我们已付出太多代价&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;如果重新回头你会再爱我吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;原来曾经我是爱你爱得这样得深&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;原来曾经我是爱你爱得这样得深&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;铁石心肠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;每一张笑脸,背后都有一张流泪的脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;每一个大声说话的人,背后都有难言的心声&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;每一次成功,都经历过矛盾抉择挣扎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;每一次接受喝彩掌声,闭上眼睛回味无情的嘘声&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我的心,铁打的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不怕狂风暴雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不怕冷嘲热讽言语&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我的心,坚强的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不怕明枪更不怕暗箭难防&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我的心,铁打的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不怕夜黑风高&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;不怕独自走在梦里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我的心,脆弱的情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;逃也逃不过你温柔眼睛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Found the above song title at last. Couldn't find the song to hear though. It was a TCS drama song. Damn good la. Been searching it for super long. At last....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Come to think of it, The Leap Year storyline is not possible la. Where got a gal will wait for the guy for so long? Very fake. Impossible. And they don't even like know each other? Ok, just a random thought. Lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3900139436377599360?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3900139436377599360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3900139436377599360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3900139436377599360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3900139436377599360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/oldies.html' title='Oldies...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-1602648288843042694</id><published>2008-03-11T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:38:19.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Stay Focus!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tests every week, project to be done, clients to be met, friends and family to be with. Why am I still &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; not focus? Time to wake up. Been a long time since I've read, and instantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;read something that woke me up. I'll wake up.  *determined*  I really hate myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;These few days were shag man. Totally shag out. It's been a long time since I stand on my feet for so long. In case you guys don't know, I worked at the IT Fair (6 Mar - 9 Mar) for Sony (selling cameras). It was quite fun la, you really see all kinds of people there man. Got a girl really very &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; pretty la. :p Most commonly used phrase by the people there... "can give more free gifts or not ar?" LOLX.... Humans.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Leap Year was not bad. Not as touching as I thought it was. Guess I'm more hard-hearted now. Watched it with a long lost friend. Thanks for meeting up k. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life can be summed up in three words...... it goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-1602648288843042694?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/1602648288843042694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=1602648288843042694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1602648288843042694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/1602648288843042694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/gotta-stay-focus.html' title='Gotta Stay Focus!!!'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-4277024751630677405</id><published>2008-03-03T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:19:10.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOAD OF CRAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My skin... very itchy... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Viwawa is seriously addictive :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-4277024751630677405?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/4277024751630677405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=4277024751630677405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4277024751630677405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/4277024751630677405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/crap.html' title='A LOAD OF CRAP'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7825442104941660137</id><published>2008-03-02T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:58:32.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you need a laugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Watched these videos with pri gang yesterday. Antidote for those who can't smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This guy is good man. Enjoy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Walter - Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kXOg23pGeA" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter - Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/67XTB9fytdA" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter - Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ua0_88OwrRs" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uwOL4rB-go" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nxuv-En5EU4" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Smile, for you'll never know who is falling in love with yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7825442104941660137?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7825442104941660137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7825442104941660137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7825442104941660137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7825442104941660137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-need-laugh.html' title='If you need a laugh...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-7218285483257754804</id><published>2008-03-01T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:37:41.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanna watch [P.S I Love You] with me? Lolx, cause they say must watch with gals. Lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Played pool with Leon &amp;amp; Nic then w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;atched Ah Long Pte Ltd with Yuting (on Wed)... Not bad ma, quite funny la. Kudos to Singapore Production. &lt;em&gt;Ji Bu Cuo Yi Xia&lt;/em&gt;. Went bowling with Colin &amp;amp; his friends Karwai &amp;amp; Zi Qin last night. Had fun. They anything also can gamble one. Damn &lt;em&gt;zhai&lt;/em&gt;. Loser had to punch for winner, then one point ten cents. Wasn't on a very good form yesterday. Sad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now at veron's house singing k. Her house very cool la, got the KTV system. So they sing then i can blog ma... Lolx... Had dinner just now with them. Coz Yilong going for op le. Guess he won't be able to walk for a while le. Hougang mall changed a lot le. It's be ages since I went there. I used to go there everytime. Now the person is gone, place also changed le. Lolx. the ironies of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I did the stupidest thing in my life yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I knew the result would be like that, yet I still did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm the stupidest person in this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's exactly a month since we last met... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;guess we'll never meet again le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;原来爱情这么伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我睁开眼睛却感觉不到天亮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;东西吃一半莫名其妙哭一场&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我忍住不想, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;时间变得更漫长&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;也与你有关, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;否则又开始胡思乱想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;我日月无光, 忙得不知所以然&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;找朋友交谈, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;其实全帮不上忙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;以为会习惯, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;有你在才是习惯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你曾住在我心上, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;现在空了一个地方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;原来爱情这么伤, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;比想象中还难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;泪水总是不听话, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;幸福躲起来不声不响&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;太多道理太牵强, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;道理全是一样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;说的时候很简单, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;爱上后却正巧打乱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;只想变的坚强, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;强到能够去忘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;无所谓悲伤, 只要学会抵抗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;原来爱情这么伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;原来爱情是这样, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;这样峰回路转&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;泪水明明流不干, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;瞎了眼还要再爱一趟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;有一天终于打完, 思念的一场战&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;回过头再看一看&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;原来爱情那么伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;下次还会不会这样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rejoice in our sufferings, for we know that suffering produce.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-7218285483257754804?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/7218285483257754804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=7218285483257754804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7218285483257754804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/7218285483257754804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/03/baka.html' title='Baka'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-2958376925429721512</id><published>2008-02-29T19:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:35:19.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I made a promise that can't be retracted. I'm sort of regretting it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes, our pride do get into the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g9WFtPGHEEA" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(click above for song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;煎熬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;女:刚好我们拥有彼此寻找的好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;可惜不太凑巧在错的时候情路上遇到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男:&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;若不是不忍心看你两难中煎熬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;不然我绝不肯这样眼睁睁看你重回他怀抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;女:嘴角勉强撑起了笑也要让你看到最后一丝的骄傲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男:&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;因为你说说到做到提的起放的下才有男人的味道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;女:我不是不知道没有你的日子会有多么煎熬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男:&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;就算是我傻的可笑失去当成得到只要能够对你好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我都会做到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男:若不是不忍心看你两难中煎熬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;不然我绝不肯这样眼睁睁看你重回他怀抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;女:你是否懂我的感受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男:说走却舍不得掉头&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;女:我不该爱的太重&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男:让你我如此难过&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;合:为何我爱的一切没有结果&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rise above all emotions, only then can you conquer circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-2958376925429721512?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/2958376925429721512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=2958376925429721512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2958376925429721512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/2958376925429721512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_29.html' title=':('/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-3029823563892767211</id><published>2008-02-26T00:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:10:28.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It wasn't easy. It wasn't exactly hard too. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perseverance&lt;/span&gt; is what I need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Time will come to pass, soon it will be months... years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All will be lost, less the memories of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the intelluctually stimulating conversation we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the ability to end off each other sentences from just hearing the first few words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the food that we went trying and tasting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the laughter, frustration &amp;amp; kisses we both shared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;or just simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the things done with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;or just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Simply the joy of having you around in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They will be gone o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ne day too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the clearer we should see through it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14058999-3029823563892767211?l=redwidewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/feeds/3029823563892767211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14058999&amp;postID=3029823563892767211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3029823563892767211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14058999/posts/default/3029823563892767211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwidewind.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-week.html' title='One Week...'/><author><name>GF = Jeff</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wy6-4Ou-lmI/R15qP-LAwBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0Ru36vJpkQA/S220/cat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14058999.post-2572964078652161736</id><published>2008-02-25T22:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:17:12.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yatta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anybody who is interested in CPF investments or insurance, please look for me. :) Thank you for your kind support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've been blogging so religiously, it amaze me. Maybe it's because &lt;em&gt;of the fact that...&lt;/em&gt; and due to the fact that I've been facing the com this few weeks. I need to get a laptop. Anybody got any recommendations? Come find me during this IT fair (6-9 Mar 08) too, if you need a camera. Working there for fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was beckoning me. My hands trembled as I reached out to it. Just a simple push will bring me to it. Gathering all my will power, I stopped. I did it. :) I believe I can, and so I will.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;爱 我 还 是 他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;黑 暗 中 的 我 们 都 没 有 说 话 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你 只 想 回 家 不 想 你 回 家 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;寂 寞 深 的 像 海 太 让 人 害 怕 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;温 柔 你 的 手 轻 轻 揉 着 我 的 发&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你 的 眉 眼 说 你 好 渴 望 我 拥 抱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你 身 体 却 在 拼 命 逃 但 欲 望 在 燃 烧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你 爱 我 还 是 他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;是 不 是 真 的 他 要 比 我 好 你 为 谁 在 挣 扎 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;爱 我 还 是 他 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;就 说 出 你 想 说 的 真 心 话 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;你 到 底 要 跟 我 还 是 他 爱 爱 爱 . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="f
