<?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-7453948</id><updated>2012-01-23T03:58:57.179+08:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='UT'/><title type='text'>There is a time for everything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>622</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5190849790906354614</id><published>2011-12-27T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:09:10.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011: Year in pictures</title><content type='html'>Here is a link of things happened in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/yearinpictures/"&gt;Pictures and report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5190849790906354614?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5190849790906354614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5190849790906354614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5190849790906354614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5190849790906354614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-year-in-pictures.html' title='2011: Year in pictures'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6512359052181456076</id><published>2011-12-05T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:10:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2011, Hello 2012</title><content type='html'>2011 is coming to an end in 4 weeks time and ushering the new year in 2012. A lot of events happened in a blink of an eye and with this, a link to what happened throughout 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.buzzfeed.com/mjs538/the-most-powerful-photos-of-2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will add more link when more websites are closing the year with news and pictures that happened in 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6512359052181456076?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6512359052181456076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6512359052181456076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6512359052181456076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6512359052181456076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011-hello-2012.html' title='Goodbye 2011, Hello 2012'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4302602449849349864</id><published>2011-08-28T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T17:17:55.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath of Presidential Election 2011</title><content type='html'>After 9 days of campaigning, there are 4 Presidential candidates vying for the seat in Istana. The vote results were expected, but not at this margin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT won 35.19%, TCB a mere second at 34.85%, TJS at 25.04% and TKL at 4.91%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a very big difference from the recent concluded General Election 2011. It seem to suggest it that TT was appointed by a minority rather than the majority. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a certain Tan pull out of the Presidential Election, the results will be vastly different. As I find him a fish out of the water, with no political background and dangling carrots as bait such as increasing NS pay to regular pay, no one would really pay attention to it. If this changes were implemented, I believe all the males in SG will all be serving NS rather than working in the outside world or studying to get a degree. They wont be moaning about the 2 years liability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a note from him after the concluded Presidential Election which really tell the whole story. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=183231588416168"&gt;Weakest link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4302602449849349864?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4302602449849349864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4302602449849349864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4302602449849349864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4302602449849349864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/08/aftermath-of-presidential-election-2011.html' title='Aftermath of Presidential Election 2011'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5564565845205641512</id><published>2011-05-31T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:58:05.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post that have no title</title><content type='html'>GE is over and life back to normal. But the government is taking steps to listen to the citizens for the next 5 years. If still no improvement, I believe the opposition have a stronger case to fight in 2016.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work have been rather auto-pilot as the workload stays pretty much the same since my colleague who went for maternity leave. At the rate what I have learnt in my current job, it has reach the ceiling where I have learn everything and anything that my boss had taught me. To such an extent that I could help her answer emails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have send my signal to everyone except for my boss that I have intention to quit after working for 2 years in the company. At the very least, I have like 8 months to look for a job where Jaywalk had adviced me on what to look out for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5564565845205641512?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5564565845205641512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5564565845205641512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5564565845205641512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5564565845205641512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-that-have-no-title.html' title='A post that have no title'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-9137064819533321580</id><published>2011-05-01T04:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T05:09:34.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>General Election 2011</title><content type='html'>First of all, I have to admit that I am quite apathetic in the coming elections despite following news and updates on various websites and Twitter. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not come from a low-income family but rather from an average income or median range. Inflation and cost of living have gone up although salary did not go up, we still able to live within our means. The government have in a way, help us to offset the inflation by giving us rebates and monetary forms like dividend growth and etc. But the consenus of Singapore believed that more could be done to tackle the inflation and cost of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, previously my area was a GRC and now, it become a Single Member Constituency. I do know the PAP minister that is contesting in SMC, but I have no idea who is contesting against PAP, although I remembered which party he is from. That's give a pretty straight forward fight, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have included other reasons for it like Mas Selemat escape, HDB flats price escalating, YOG budget got tripled but does it matter to me? Is more of the day-to-day bread and butter issue that is more concerning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my interest aroused when PAP announced the youngest candidate for Marine Parade GRC, Tin Pei Ling. Alamak, another candidate that go through by back door? Somehow, when she make her maiden speech on Youtube and &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/EzXYqaL41iI"&gt;subsequent&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/EbQ_dXyg840"&gt;interviews&lt;/a&gt; by the press, she seem very raw, inexperienced and worst of all, speaking without get the facts right. By that, Singaporeans are not willing to let her in to the Parliament even through back door. Very malu right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When NSP introduced Nicole Seah as part of GRC to contest in Marine Parade, my thoughts were the same as &lt;a href="http://www.jaywalkonline.com/"&gt;Jaywalk&lt;/a&gt; - this election machiam like a circus act. But I was wrong after Nicole Seah did the same as Tin Pei Ling for her maiden speech and press conferences. Nicole shows more conviction and determination in her speech, even at the rallies that is taking place in various part of Singapore. Tin Pei Ling's rally and Nicole Seah's rally is so big different that had Nicole Seah is in my SMC, I would have voted for her. I mean seriously, take a look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kxD7_8nZjjA" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Seah rally at Whampoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/adLC3AO-p90" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin Pei Ling rally at Marine Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cringed at the proposals that Tin Pei Ling had come out with. Would the youths really make an effort to come and discuss or wanted to make a change for a better Singapore? Would it really implemented straight away after the election? I do believe that these proposals have to go through bureaucratic red tape, right? And my belief in today's youths doesnt really care about politics, but more of and for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our voices and complaints are not heard in the past, why would we think that our voices and complaints will be heard in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-9137064819533321580?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/9137064819533321580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=9137064819533321580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/9137064819533321580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/9137064819533321580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/05/general-election-2011.html' title='General Election 2011'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kxD7_8nZjjA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6595141000980388933</id><published>2011-04-04T15:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:03:49.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TNP Sports Bar</title><content type='html'>Last Sat was my virgin trip to St James TNP Sports Bar to catch Man Utd in action against West Ham. It was an eye-opening and ear-deafening experience for me. I saw majority of hard-core Man Utd fans sitting together to chant all past and current Man Utd players. To think that they also chant West Ham's plight as they are back in relegation spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start of the whistle till West Ham scored the 2nd goal from the penalty spot, we applaused every corner that we took, cheered for every attack that hit on target, moaned at referee's decision or malicious tackles by West Ham players. After West Ham scored the 2nd goal, the silence is so eerily quiet that you can hear a pin drop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd half was a different story the moment we saw Javier Hernandez been intro-ed to play. The game was more open and Man Utd found the rhythm to attack endlessly. A very different Man Utd that we know in the first half. In no time, Man Utd got back in the game when Wayne Rooney scored from the penalty spot, and there was no returning back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Javier Hernandez scored the final goal, the cheers returned and much louder. I left soon after the match. Had I stayed on for the rest of the matches, the cheers could have even be much louder as Blackburn and Stoke hold Arsenal and Chelsea to a draw respectively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will come regularly for some soccer actions and get to know more Man Utd fans. Good thing is near my workplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man Utd!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6595141000980388933?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6595141000980388933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6595141000980388933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6595141000980388933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6595141000980388933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/04/tnp-sports-bar.html' title='TNP Sports Bar'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1852851618723871977</id><published>2011-03-28T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:03:48.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year on - Part 3 of 3</title><content type='html'>With these 2 out of the picture, everything is under and through me, with my 2 other bosses helping me. I have one interim colleague to help out, which i find it extremely helpful than those 2. And more often than not, I ask her to help out when im not around rather than asking the 2 of them to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received news on my performance and they are increasing my pay out of the guidelines. But i no longer find any motivation to carry on despite the pay rise and have the intention to leave after another year of experience. There are several reasons, but im not going to state it loud and clear here. Work another year and get my arse out of here if not, im might get sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jan or Feb next year, i will be on the lookout for jobs and career fairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1852851618723871977?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1852851618723871977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1852851618723871977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1852851618723871977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1852851618723871977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-year-on-part-3-of-3.html' title='One year on - Part 3 of 3'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1728382275104243739</id><published>2011-03-25T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:53:51.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year on - Part 2 of 3</title><content type='html'>This is a post dedicated to the MC Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 3 months where im still learning the ropes and trying my best to learn as much as possible, she will come to work with perfect attendance, no leave taken. Until I was really on my own and have a hands-on experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following 9 months was hell. Every week without fail, she will at least get 1 day MC or take leave on Friday or Monday. And I have to do her share of work whenever she did that. And every week without fail, I rant at my bosses until used to her irresponsible actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last straw was broke when she is pregnant and want to go on maternity leave earlier than expected. Her boss deny her request and she had to hand over her portion of work to us, supervise us before going for maternity leave. But the moment she hands over to me where im the last person, even though those projects are formerly my babies. And off she goes for her maternity leave without official approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, her maternity leave had been extended due to her hospitalisation leave. For some strange reason, management is speculating that she might not return after her maternity leave. Which again, to me is a good news where i dont have to receive sms early in the morning that she is not coming or taking an urgent leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, im enjoying a 4 months honeymoon period where im totally in control and having fully responsibility of all the projects that my bosses have entrusted to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1728382275104243739?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1728382275104243739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1728382275104243739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1728382275104243739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1728382275104243739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-year-on-part-2-of-3.html' title='One year on - Part 2 of 3'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2698532740986019516</id><published>2011-03-22T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:29:53.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year on - Part 1 of 3</title><content type='html'>When I first started this job one year ago, I have no idea how my colleagues' working personalities or the way they work, until 3 months into the job. Not 1, but 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, when I first met her, she was friendly, chatty and in a way make you comfortable in a new environment. But after I got the hang of managing on my own, I realised the full extent of her working capabilities. Im not sure whether she was able to cope or work just for the sake it. She can do mistakes on her work without realising it until someone point out to her. Normally, people will do systematically from A to B to C. But for her, she can do A to C then back to B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try explaining to her in a nice way to correct her mistakes, but her brain cant seem to understand the methods that we implied and she will still carry on doing it. In the end, we have to do double work for her. My other bosses have to restort to scolding her in order to get things done and corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time with her is a torturing time. We will speak on a common topic and later she will cut in and start another different topic where there is no link to it. She will yak and yak and yak during lunch time when all we wanted to have some peace in eating our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later where we have to reshuffle of projects and workload, my bosses reduced her work load so much yet she still able to commit mistakes. Before her 1 year contract was up, she told us that she will continue working in our company before graduating from her further studies. A few days later, she handed her resignation letter much to our shock and dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To us, the resignation is a blessing in disguise. Mistakes were reduced to a significant level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, the MC queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2698532740986019516?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2698532740986019516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2698532740986019516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2698532740986019516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2698532740986019516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-year-on-part-1-of-3.html' title='One year on - Part 1 of 3'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1094538658890483974</id><published>2011-03-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:00:00.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edward Maya - Stereo Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dy2nBvtkgyE" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gonna stop breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be another one&lt;br /&gt;Paying for the things I never done&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go&lt;br /&gt;To my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get to your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Can you get to my thought?&lt;br /&gt;Can we promise we won't let go?&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I need&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you need&lt;br /&gt;You can make it feel so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;You've blown my mind&lt;br /&gt;When I touch your body&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm loosing control&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;You've blown my mind&lt;br /&gt;When I see you baby&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;My love is dying inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fix all those lies&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, baby I run, but I'm running to you&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me cry, I'm hiding inside&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in pain but I'm smiling for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get to your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Can you get to my thought?&lt;br /&gt;Can we promise we won't let go?&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I need&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you need&lt;br /&gt;You can make it feel so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;You've blown my mind&lt;br /&gt;When I touch your body&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm loosing control&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;You've blown my mind&lt;br /&gt;When I see you baby&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gonna stop breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go&lt;br /&gt;To my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see you cry, your smile is a beautiful lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see you cry, my love is dying inside(x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fix all those lies&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, baby I run, but I'm running to you&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me cry, I'm hiding inside&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in pain but I'm smiling for you&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I've tried to make the things right,&lt;br /&gt;I need you more than air when I'm not with you,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me why, just kiss me this time&lt;br /&gt;My only dream is about you and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1094538658890483974?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1094538658890483974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1094538658890483974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1094538658890483974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1094538658890483974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/03/edward-maya-stereo-love.html' title='Edward Maya - Stereo Love'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dy2nBvtkgyE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2231758819198974763</id><published>2011-03-15T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:33:48.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Lambert - For Your Entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IsPFDzAGb4A" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hot out of the box&lt;br /&gt;Can we pick up the pace&lt;br /&gt;Turn it up, heat it up&lt;br /&gt;I need to be entertained&lt;br /&gt;Push the limit, are you with it?&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Imma hurt you real good baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go it's my show, baby, do what I say&lt;br /&gt;Don't trip off the glitz that I'm gonna display&lt;br /&gt;I told you, Imma hold ya down until you're amazed&lt;br /&gt;Give it to ya til you're screamin' my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No escaping when I start&lt;br /&gt;Once I'm in I own your heart&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to ring the alarm&lt;br /&gt;So hold on until it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you got into&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's about to get rough for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for your entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet&lt;br /&gt;You thought an angel swept you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;But I'm about to turn up the heat&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for your entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sall right&lt;br /&gt;You'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm in control&lt;br /&gt;Take the pain&lt;br /&gt;Take the pleasure&lt;br /&gt;I'm the master of both&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, not your mind&lt;br /&gt;Let me into your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work it 'til your totally blown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No escaping when I start&lt;br /&gt;Once I'm in I own your heart&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to ring the alarm&lt;br /&gt;So hold on 'til it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you got into&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle what I am about to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's about to get rough for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for your entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet&lt;br /&gt;You thought an angel swept you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;But I'm about to turn up the heat&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for your entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you see?&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Let me entertain ya 'til you scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you got into&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle what I am about to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's about to get rough for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for your entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet&lt;br /&gt;You thought an angel swept you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;But I'm about to turn up the heat&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for your entertainment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2231758819198974763?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2231758819198974763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2231758819198974763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2231758819198974763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2231758819198974763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/03/adam-lambert-for-your-entertainment.html' title='Adam Lambert - For Your Entertainment'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IsPFDzAGb4A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7047051192598084428</id><published>2011-02-13T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:56:40.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of 2011</title><content type='html'>Ok, i just realised that this will be the first post for 2011 due to negligence and also due to Chingay that just ended yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time doing an event for 3 days straight with less than 8 hours of sleep everyday. 1st and 2nd day still ok despite the hot weather. Luckily there was rain on the 2nd day to cool down the atmosphere at Pit building. By the 3rd day and with no sight of weather changing, i began to feel under the weather. By the time it ended, I request to stand down immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a success and was approached to continue next year as well. And I have intention to retain my current EXCO team and reduce the number of volunteers for next year's operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Men's Health Urbanathlon follow by OCBC Cycle and Aviva Ironman Triathlon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Happy Lunar New Year and Happy Valentine's Day to all blissful couples!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7047051192598084428?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7047051192598084428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7047051192598084428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7047051192598084428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7047051192598084428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-post-of-2011.html' title='First post of 2011'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-196268056349562876</id><published>2010-12-29T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T01:21:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horny Dolphin</title><content type='html'>Ever see a horny dolphin before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="okhbv8n3" width="432" height="415 "&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://img.widgets.video.s-msn.com/flash/customplayer/1_0/customplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="."&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="player.v=ef24730b-cde4-4ed6-a024-4b6a3e963480&amp;amp;configName=syndicationplayer&amp;amp;configCsid=msnvideo&amp;amp;mkt=en-sg&amp;amp;fg=shareObject"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img.widgets.video.s-msn.com/flash/customplayer/1_0/customplayer.swf" id="lpgm8pnu" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" base="." flashvars="player.v=ef24730b-cde4-4ed6-a024-4b6a3e963480&amp;amp;configName=syndicationplayer&amp;amp;configCsid=msnvideo&amp;amp;mkt=en-sg&amp;amp;fg=shareEmbed" width="432" height="415"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br/&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a href="http://video.xin.msn.com/watch/video/dolphin-attracted-to-swimmers-crotch/1j84q3ifw?fg=sharenoembed" target="_new" title="Dolphin Attracted to Swimmers Crotch"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;Video: Dolphin Attracted to Swimmers Crotch&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-196268056349562876?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/196268056349562876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=196268056349562876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/196268056349562876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/196268056349562876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/12/horny-dolphin.html' title='Horny Dolphin'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5783230360586338811</id><published>2010-12-09T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:52:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCMS 2010 - Aftermath</title><content type='html'>5th Dec 2010 - the day where sporting world get a closer look on how the Standard Chartered Marathon Singapore going to fare. We were fearing for the worst as any major hiccups will put the event a bad image. To think that this event was broadcasted live in the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stationed at Orchard where the full marathoners will be starting at 5am. Runners started to come in at around 3.30am where they deposited their baggages. 1 hour before the race start, the queue gets longer but runners waited patiently to deposit their baggage. Singaporeans very kiasu and very obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race started at 5am sharp but the runners were not complaining despite the long queue. Amazing! By 5.30am, our area is settled and not a single complain was raised at us. And we start to head back to F1 Pit building for all runners to retrieve their bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the event end, it was a major success that Singapore able to host an international marathon with 3 different starting points. The only issue were the distance from Padang to F1 Pit building to retrieve the bags and the oversized tee-shirt issued to runners after they completed the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I will try something new before deciding whether to be in the same position again in 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5783230360586338811?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5783230360586338811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5783230360586338811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5783230360586338811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5783230360586338811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/12/scms-2010-aftermath.html' title='SCMS 2010 - Aftermath'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1312135475511213425</id><published>2010-11-23T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:00:35.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for Twenty 11</title><content type='html'>Christmas, New Year's Eve and New Year have not come yet and a whole lot of events are in full throttle next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay 2011, OCBC Cycle 2011, adidas Sundown Marathon 2011, Men's Health Urbanathon 2011, Aviva Iron Man Trialathon 2011 all taking place in the first half of the year. First half of the year, yes, that is until June 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my job scope is quite flexible in a way that as long the deadline is met, the rest of the day you are free to do your own things. Luckily I did informed my boss that I was into events during my interview and she accepted me out of other candidates without hesitation. In a way, there isnt much to juggle between work and events, as work still a priority. Events later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure whether this job is meant for me in the first place, but so far my enthusiasm is still there. Customers and suppliers are good to me that they help me alot during my initial stages of career. Now, even in a team of other colleagues and bosses, they will still come and find me to help them rather than looking for the respective colleagues. zzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1312135475511213425?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1312135475511213425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1312135475511213425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1312135475511213425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1312135475511213425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/11/preparing-for-twenty-11.html' title='Preparing for Twenty 11'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6476411468905484318</id><published>2010-11-11T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T23:20:12.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to a close</title><content type='html'>2010 is coming to an end and hope to end the year as the same profile as I started the year. Though my goals have yet to be completed, at least I have taken small steps to accomplish it. It's really a slow and long process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a full time job, the difference between having a salary and receiving allowances for school is big. At least the burden was transferred from my parents to me which I gladly take up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 2011 is just round the corner and preparing to usher the new year, I hope I could take great strides in completing my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only resolution that I have for 2011, the rest can slowly wait. Not asking for the sky or heaven. Just a very simple resolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6476411468905484318?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6476411468905484318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6476411468905484318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6476411468905484318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6476411468905484318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/11/coming-to-close.html' title='Coming to a close'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8313675483435037957</id><published>2010-10-27T17:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:05:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller coaster with a merlion</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJNDDTny9gg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/tJNDDTny9gg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic.. Merlion in a roller coaster ride!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8313675483435037957?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8313675483435037957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8313675483435037957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8313675483435037957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8313675483435037957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/10/roller-coaster-with-merlion.html' title='Roller coaster with a merlion'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8725356464761633827</id><published>2010-10-04T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:05:47.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPXDvqA3GVA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPXDvqA3GVA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Want to see how cheeky guys is.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8725356464761633827?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8725356464761633827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8725356464761633827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8725356464761633827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8725356464761633827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/10/experiment.html' title='Experiment'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-560284934522413516</id><published>2010-09-09T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:46:20.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How it started</title><content type='html'>It's all started in 2008 when my Poly CCA was involved in community events like Zouk's Mainly I Love Kids and the annual Stan Chart Marathon. I joined the Stan Chart Marathon as a mere volunteer with no experience and was with my poly mates as a group helping out in the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, I received an email from the same events company that run Stan Chart Marathon and asked me whether I am interested to help out in the event again. It was after the event that I knew that I was the only one selected in the whole group. However, the responsibility given to me was bigger, but I still accept it without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started, I did approached friends for companion or at the very least, have someone to talk or chat during the events. But long hours, no pay and unpredicatable weather would have turned them off. Maybe I dont know them well enough, thus I stopped asking around whenever there is an upcoming event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very same year, I did the inaugural Asian Youth Games where I stationed in Changi Airport to welcome foreign delegates and athletes. The Asian Youth Games was a preparation for this year's Youth Olympic Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start of the new year, I committed myself to events wholeheartedly. As in, every single events that need help, I will be there. Chingay, trialathons, NDP, Youth Olympic Games, adidas Sundown, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable event that is on the top of the list will be the adidas Sundown 2010, held in Changi Exhibition Centre. Shuttle bus, road closures, and whatever problem that the participants have complained, I have been through it as I was on the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest test will be the coming Stan Chart Marathon where it will be held in Orchard, Sentosa and Padang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-560284934522413516?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/560284934522413516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=560284934522413516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/560284934522413516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/560284934522413516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-it-started.html' title='How it started'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2863516503694469260</id><published>2010-08-31T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T13:21:15.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waned Enthusiasm</title><content type='html'>This decision abit of impromptu. Work is getting routine at the moment that i need to recharge my mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of going Bintan for some beach activities, but ask people at the wrong time due to studying, working or have their own activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now might have a change of plan of where to go. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2863516503694469260?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2863516503694469260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2863516503694469260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2863516503694469260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2863516503694469260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/08/waned-enthusiasm.html' title='Waned Enthusiasm'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5312947259543912511</id><published>2010-08-19T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:53:21.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count on Me Remix - NDP 2010</title><content type='html'>This is one of the few songs that make it to my all-time favourites for NDP. This song is a remix of the traditional 'Count on me' where it is rapped by Jay Park. Heard it quite alot of times during rehearsal, NE show, preview and the actual day that i find it tirelessly over the internet for the source of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAjoB6ax0xc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/UAjoB6ax0xc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7453948-5312947259543912511?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5312947259543912511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5312947259543912511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5312947259543912511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5312947259543912511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/08/count-on-me-remix-ndp-2010.html' title='Count on Me Remix - NDP 2010'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6608531998660227403</id><published>2010-08-11T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:41:54.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation</title><content type='html'>Ok, the confirmation is official now as the job scope will be more starting on 1st Sep. I am literally taking on 3 people job, which my manager say that i should be able to cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much info to blog except that i partipated in my first ever NDP 2010 as a volunteer. We have to go through a series of training and attend NDP rehearsals. By the time the actual day comes, we already know what is the programme at the back of our hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up will be YOG where i will be volunteering again. The volunteering bug have bite me hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the YOG, my weekends will be free and will be spending lots of time in the bed. With the additional job load, i guess the time to laze on the bed is justifiable. Hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6608531998660227403?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6608531998660227403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6608531998660227403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6608531998660227403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6608531998660227403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/08/confirmation.html' title='Confirmation'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8429704294818039269</id><published>2010-08-08T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T01:33:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OneRepublic - Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHm9MG9xw1o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;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/qHm9MG9xw1o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need another story&lt;br /&gt;Something to get off my chest&lt;br /&gt;My life gets kinda boring&lt;br /&gt;Need something that I can confess&lt;br /&gt;Til' all my sleeves are stained red&lt;br /&gt;From all the truth that I've said&lt;br /&gt;Come by it honestly I swear&lt;br /&gt;Thought you saw wink, no&lt;br /&gt;I've been on the brink, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Something that were like those years&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the insincere&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;This time, don't need another perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Don't care if critics never jump in line&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, amazing how we got this far&lt;br /&gt;It's like we're chasing all those stars&lt;br /&gt;Who's driving shiny big black cars&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I see the news&lt;br /&gt;All the problems that we could solve&lt;br /&gt;And when a situation rises&lt;br /&gt;Just write it into an album&lt;br /&gt;Singing straight, too cold&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like my flow, no, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Something that were like those years&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the insincere&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;This time, don't need another perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Don't care if critics never jump in line&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got no reason, got not shame&lt;br /&gt;Got no family I can blame&lt;br /&gt;Just don't let me disappear&lt;br /&gt;I'mma tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Something that were like those years&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the insincere&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;This time, don't need another perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Don't care if critics never jump in line&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Something that were like those years&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the insincere&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;This time, don't need another perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Don't care if critics never jump in line&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give all my secrets away&lt;br /&gt;All my secrets away, All my secrets away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8429704294818039269?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8429704294818039269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8429704294818039269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8429704294818039269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8429704294818039269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/08/onerepublic-secrets.html' title='OneRepublic - Secrets'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2078713458148430180</id><published>2010-07-23T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T12:59:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Proposal</title><content type='html'>For the first 3 months on the job, i was assigned to 2 buyers. After that one of them left due to promotion, but i still have to continue the job scope for the 2 buyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with a new buyer coming in next month, my current buyer is proposing to me that she could take over the promoted buyer's work scope and give the current projects to the new buyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What that means is that i might be taking in more job responsibilities and reports to do. The promoted buyer's projects are bigger, largest and oldest in the group, so by right, my current buyer should take over, and not the new buyer. My current buyer is afraid that the new buyer might not be able to handle the workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am mentally prepared and anticipate for the upcoming changes next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2078713458148430180?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2078713458148430180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2078713458148430180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2078713458148430180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2078713458148430180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-proposal.html' title='New Proposal'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8479637607444203228</id><published>2010-07-17T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T13:24:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence - My Immortal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B3YrOlv9Djc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;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/B3YrOlv9Djc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts&lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away&lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8479637607444203228?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8479637607444203228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8479637607444203228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8479637607444203228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8479637607444203228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/07/evanescence-my-immortal.html' title='Evanescence - My Immortal'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-9134532815422409119</id><published>2010-07-12T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:41:36.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>With a few hours left to go on my special day, will like to thank all friends and colleagues that make it special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, is the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good day as I literally stay awake to watch World Cup Final between Holland and Spain, and then left for work after the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to take an early rest after this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-9134532815422409119?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/9134532815422409119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=9134532815422409119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/9134532815422409119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/9134532815422409119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5760422982545621458</id><published>2010-07-12T02:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T02:15:17.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independent Analyst</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://personaldna.com/h/?k=fRVBhCypFsuaNmg-MD-DDCDC-18e0&amp;t=Independent+Analyst"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=fRVBhCypFsuaNmg-MD-DDCDC-18e0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personalDNA Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this test to be quite true. Heh, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5760422982545621458?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5760422982545621458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5760422982545621458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5760422982545621458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5760422982545621458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/07/independent-analyst.html' title='Independent Analyst'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6925002214020537941</id><published>2010-07-06T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:23:48.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip cancelled because of flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zuMZ-rvOJrE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zuMZ-rvOJrE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6925002214020537941?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6925002214020537941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6925002214020537941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6925002214020537941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6925002214020537941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/07/trip-cancelled-because-of-flood.html' title='Trip cancelled because of flood'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3654153251274107216</id><published>2010-07-04T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T21:04:50.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite the hands that feed</title><content type='html'>Now I have a rough idea who have been reading my blog all these times, the moment I confronted someone directly, the viewing stops completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have the same person biting the hand that feeds her. Right from the start, I did not take that person as a friend for granted, which I fervently trying to salvage. I mean, look, even a 3-yr old kid could see that and in return, say that I dont appreciate her. What the hell?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she is willing to go to all extent to do that, just to make me hate her. Wow, I really have to hand it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she so like to have karma in her life, I believe she will learn it the hard way herself. She wants to continue to lie and yet wanting to find love in her life, by all means. She really need to improve her EQ, especially on her Facebook and MSN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3654153251274107216?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3654153251274107216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3654153251274107216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3654153251274107216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3654153251274107216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/07/bite-hands-that-feed.html' title='Bite the hands that feed'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2955391269490890242</id><published>2010-06-28T03:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T03:30:21.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last message</title><content type='html'>It was a game of "True or Dare" that went very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted is to salvage a very simple friendship but yet I get in return are all lies. It's doesnt help either when friends are siding her. I stop the argument with one of her friends before it got worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friendship is not meant to be despite 3 years of good memories. Even though I never get to speak to her on a regular basis during these 3 years, it wont change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont deserve a tear from her, neither do I deserve this kind of treatment from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and wish you happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2955391269490890242?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2955391269490890242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2955391269490890242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2955391269490890242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2955391269490890242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-message.html' title='Last message'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2404925471162853442</id><published>2010-06-17T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:56:30.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2010</title><content type='html'>I am taking a break from penning my rollar-coasting life due to the on-going World Cup matches. Will be back after the tournament.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2404925471162853442?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2404925471162853442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2404925471162853442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2404925471162853442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2404925471162853442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-2010.html' title='World Cup 2010'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7882317461726720064</id><published>2010-06-09T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:38:25.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold comfort</title><content type='html'>I guess I have been way too optimistic that I could change the way it was 3 years back, in 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;I guess all the memories in the whole of 3 years are all memorable to me, no matter how bad or how good it turns out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No anger or a tinge of sadness from me, just feeling very numb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7882317461726720064?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7882317461726720064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7882317461726720064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7882317461726720064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7882317461726720064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/06/cold-comfort.html' title='Cold comfort'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1274858111287375505</id><published>2010-06-07T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:53:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd one out</title><content type='html'>Can someone tell me what's wrong with this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4679201514_3e9cd86b72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1274858111287375505?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1274858111287375505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1274858111287375505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1274858111287375505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1274858111287375505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/06/odd-one-out.html' title='Odd one out'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4679201514_3e9cd86b72_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3789286398555327519</id><published>2010-06-06T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:08:47.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settled</title><content type='html'>I am more or less settled in my job where it has become a 2nd nature to me. I am not saying this is the perfect job but it's something that really suit my personality and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I need to report to my supervisor if I dont know anything, but she let me handle on my own, as I am dealing with customers and suppliers. The freedom is there, which is what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I can get to surf net, listen to music and chat with friends online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, my dress code is smart casual. No need to wear formal or office wear to work. I find that im just like going to school but getting a monthly pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next aim now is to help someone find her smile and laughter back and at the same time, further my studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3789286398555327519?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3789286398555327519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3789286398555327519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3789286398555327519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3789286398555327519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/06/settled.html' title='Settled'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8563363510813838746</id><published>2010-06-02T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:07:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belief</title><content type='html'>I am not angry, neither am I have the energy nor the mood to scold. I am just demoralised that I dont have the right to be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to believe in her, despite what she have told me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8563363510813838746?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8563363510813838746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8563363510813838746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8563363510813838746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8563363510813838746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/06/belief.html' title='Belief'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4335592496067426026</id><published>2010-05-19T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:40:55.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Stop Believin' - Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ffuCVLECpY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/5ffuCVLECpY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small town girl&lt;br /&gt;Living in a lonely world&lt;br /&gt;She took the midnight train going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Just a city boy&lt;br /&gt;Born and raised in South Detroit&lt;br /&gt;He took the midnight train going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A singer in a smoky room&lt;br /&gt;A smell of wine and cheap perfume&lt;br /&gt;For a smile they can share the night&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain}&lt;br /&gt;Strangers, waiting, up and down the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;Their shadows searching in the night&lt;br /&gt;Streetlight people, living just to find emotion&lt;br /&gt;Hiding somewhere in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard to get my fill&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a thrill&lt;br /&gt;Paying anything to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Some will win, some will lose&lt;br /&gt;Some were born to sing the blues&lt;br /&gt;Oh the movie never ends&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Refrain}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop believing&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to that feeling&lt;br /&gt;Streetlight people                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Im not a fan of Glee and neither do I watch the series. But I find this song very catchy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4335592496067426026?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4335592496067426026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4335592496067426026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4335592496067426026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4335592496067426026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-stop-believin-glee.html' title='Dont Stop Believin&apos; - Glee'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2937363097984996417</id><published>2010-05-10T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:25:22.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A valuable friend</title><content type='html'>If there is any regrets in my life now, I would say this is my 2nd regret. The first regret happened also in my poly days, but the effect does not have a big impact as this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I say now, I do not know whether it will be of any use. I dont even know whether she still remember me as a friend, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I told her that "I just want you to be happy.." But I never fulfill it for her. I was not around or by her side when things happen. How I wish I could turn back time or make amendment. I wish to be around by her side, but I guess it just pure daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of things to tell her, to ask her. Like whether is she furthering her studies, or working full-time in a bank. I really wish to lent a listening ear to her whether she had a bad day at workplace or just pure ranting. These are just basic things a friend can do and will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish for anything more or less, just a simple and an invaluable friendship that I yearn to have. I dont want to lose this friendship at all, not even once in poly days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont care whether she is single or attached, I just want to be a normal friend. Does it sound so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only she see this message..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2937363097984996417?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2937363097984996417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2937363097984996417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2937363097984996417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2937363097984996417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/05/valuable-friend.html' title='A valuable friend'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6864396123618670664</id><published>2010-05-09T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:32:49.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics galore</title><content type='html'>Some pictures from the outing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4591939356_910e473009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump shot fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3300/4591939352_ae3d8881a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3304/4591939340_811412894c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump shot 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4591939334_4ca09dba89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump shot 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6864396123618670664?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6864396123618670664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6864396123618670664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6864396123618670664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6864396123618670664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/05/pics-galore.html' title='Pics galore'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4591939356_910e473009_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7407240853391665170</id><published>2010-05-09T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:02:42.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company outing</title><content type='html'>Nothing unusual or new things to blog, as majority of my time is now spend on work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week went to Marina Bay Sands for company outing. Had fun but the heat was a killer. I was under the sun for 2 hours and enough to dehydrate me. Then the next day have to do JP Morgan Corporate Challenge Run at F1 pit building. 2 days same spot, same heat = immune system down already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, return to office only to see a big mess. Cannot trust colleagues to do my workload as double work have to be done and redo all over again. Not fully recover from dehydration yet still stay throughout the office to clear the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate im going, it will be a matter of time of when im taking a long MC. Need to recover fast..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7407240853391665170?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7407240853391665170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7407240853391665170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7407240853391665170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7407240853391665170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/05/company-outing.html' title='Company outing'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3466166901895831144</id><published>2010-04-12T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:41:28.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steep Curve</title><content type='html'>It's been some time since i blog as im just started on my new job. A very different job scope from what i have learned and worked so far. Just started to settle down as im taking over someone, the transition period were also quite different from what i experienced previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to concede that the learning curve is much steeper than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i could settle down sooner and get thing going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3466166901895831144?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3466166901895831144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3466166901895831144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3466166901895831144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3466166901895831144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/04/steep-curve.html' title='Steep Curve'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5880537787881261709</id><published>2010-03-29T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T02:34:47.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rascal Flatts - Unstoppable</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ua6DXD6u9NE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/Ua6DXD6u9NE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so you made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Walked down the road a little sideways &lt;br /&gt;Cracked a brick when you hit the wall &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you've had a pocket full of regrets &lt;br /&gt;Pull you down faster than a sunset &lt;br /&gt;Hey, it happens to us all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cold hard rain just won't quit &lt;br /&gt;And you can't see your way out of it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;You find your faith has been lost and shaken &lt;br /&gt;You take back what's been taken &lt;br /&gt;Get on your knees and dig down deep &lt;br /&gt;You can do what you think is impossible &lt;br /&gt;Keep on believing, don't give in &lt;br /&gt;It'll come and make you whole again &lt;br /&gt;It always will, it always does &lt;br /&gt;Love is unstoppable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, it can weather any storm &lt;br /&gt;Bring you back to being born again &lt;br /&gt;oh, it's a helping hand when you need it most &lt;br /&gt;A lighthouse shinning on the coast &lt;br /&gt;That never goes dim &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is full of doubt &lt;br /&gt;And you think that there's no way out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river keeps on rolling &lt;br /&gt;Like the north wind blowing &lt;br /&gt;Don't it feel good knowing &lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is unstoppable &lt;br /&gt;So you made a lot of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Walked down the road a little sideways &lt;br /&gt;Love, love is unstoppable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5880537787881261709?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5880537787881261709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5880537787881261709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5880537787881261709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5880537787881261709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/03/rascal-flatts-unstoppable.html' title='Rascal Flatts - Unstoppable'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2213064875504532832</id><published>2010-03-27T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:52:19.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Apr</title><content type='html'>Initially i wanted to give myself a deadline till the end of the month that if i dont get a job by that time, i have every intention of going into freelance events, which was an interest that i pick up lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, an offer for a job came 18 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i maybe back to where im best at, it will be a total different level playing field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job interview itself was a killer, took nearly 1 hour to complete. The only thing i knew was that my job agency personnel got a shock on what the company had offered me. Well, i gestured to her that the interview was worthwhile afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title may sound nice, but in actual fact, it will be cover mountain cover sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to enjoy my last 3 days of holidays!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2213064875504532832?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2213064875504532832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2213064875504532832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2213064875504532832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2213064875504532832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/03/1st-apr.html' title='1st Apr'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6430765016116023222</id><published>2010-03-23T03:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T03:18:36.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog mate till vomit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q54PgB2KMEo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/q54PgB2KMEo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the dog vomitted at the wrong end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6430765016116023222?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6430765016116023222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6430765016116023222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6430765016116023222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6430765016116023222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/03/dog-mate-till-vomit.html' title='Dog mate till vomit'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7241979778686028259</id><published>2010-03-09T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:19:49.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCBC Cycle Singapore 2010</title><content type='html'>This is by far the most siong and taxing assignment i have ever done. The timing is super duper long but compared to Stan Chart Marathon, the duties were quite easy actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of the volunteers and to rotate their duties at various places which includes the carnival, lifestyle village and the riders' cafe. And this is also the first time that majority of my group were girls. Wah lan eh! Trying to look for guys to carry stuff is just so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall i had fun and knowing new friends who share the same interest in volunteering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7241979778686028259?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7241979778686028259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7241979778686028259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7241979778686028259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7241979778686028259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/03/ocbc-cycle-singapore-2010.html' title='OCBC Cycle Singapore 2010'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3009666668100487651</id><published>2010-03-02T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T03:43:06.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job-seeker</title><content type='html'>It's going to be 1 month since my attachment ends but till now, there is no job offer even though i have send resumes to job agencies, looking through classifieds ads in the papers and going for job interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that i do have some job offers in sales and front-liners but i know myself well enough which area im more comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first looked out for jobs, my initial concern was the coming OCBC Cycle Singapore 2010 which i volunteer to help out. I mean, i still apply for the job opening or to go for job interviews, hoping that i could start work after the event. But it look like my concern are unfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully by next week, i will be able to hear some positive news. I have rested enough to start the new phrase of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3009666668100487651?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3009666668100487651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3009666668100487651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3009666668100487651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3009666668100487651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/03/job-seeker.html' title='Job-seeker'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6488421004445298165</id><published>2010-02-20T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T13:37:05.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality test</title><content type='html'>Another personal test that i have done on Facebook, in a way i find it quite true and get to know more about myself. Some things that i dont even know, perhaps in a conscious way, especially those points in what im most afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are your Personality Tests result:&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self: You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are down-to-earth&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : People like you because you are so straightforward&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are a true romantic&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : When you are in love&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You will do anything&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Everything to keep your love true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are very serious about relationships&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : If you meet the right person&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You will fall deeply&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Beautifully in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Education is very important in life&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You want to study hard&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Learn as much as you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You need to choose something&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Go for it to be happy&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Achieve success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are afraid of failure&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : You are concerned about your image&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : The way others see you&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : It's time for you to believe in who you are&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Not what you wear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6488421004445298165?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6488421004445298165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6488421004445298165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6488421004445298165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6488421004445298165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/02/personality-test.html' title='Personality test'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2975186574168236793</id><published>2010-02-07T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:17:15.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange encounter</title><content type='html'>Yesterday attended the Chingay Parade rehearseal 2010 and  i have a rather strange encounter with a girl at a taxi-stand on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not eavesdropping as i was smsing my friends when somehow or rather, i heard the girl hinting something to her mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Mum, he is as tall as you lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look left, right and behind me. Behind me was an auntie. And im the only guy in the taxi stand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you referring to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was shocked when i ask her that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Mum, you see, he is talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and her mum look at each other, and smile. The girl dont dare to say anything after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2975186574168236793?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2975186574168236793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2975186574168236793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2975186574168236793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2975186574168236793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/02/strange-encounter.html' title='Strange encounter'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7743367977635844352</id><published>2010-02-02T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:54:40.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next update</title><content type='html'>January have just whizzed past, without blinking of an eye. Nothing meaningful done for the last month as im more engrossed in my work than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to go and im done with my attachment. Having say that, the thought of having a break is perhaps the only door present to me at the moment as no doors on full time jobs at the moment. It also give me the answer where i stand in my current working place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now till the eve of Chinese New Year, i dont think i have the time to update my blog due to my work. The work itself is enough to snap my energy away for any activities in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, wishing all Chinese and everyone a Happy Chinese New Year with a roar literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7743367977635844352?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7743367977635844352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7743367977635844352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7743367977635844352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7743367977635844352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/02/next-update.html' title='Next update'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7212688571082813609</id><published>2010-01-20T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:00:23.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Is there anyone i could really trust to such an extent that i have no worries of breaching it? Currently i couldnt find that person who fits in this category. Those people whom i really close to, i could only reveal that much to them, and not all as what i expected or intended to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have talked to those people that im close to, and told me to interact, open up, coming back to Plurk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i began to wonder whether human beings are really that forgiving in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that, or the best case scenerio will be moving on and left the past behind me. I believe that the past have made it a lose-lose situation for all parties. Hence the reason of moving on rather than staying put and caused unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone teach me how to trust people once again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7212688571082813609?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7212688571082813609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7212688571082813609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7212688571082813609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7212688571082813609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2619477829406833429</id><published>2010-01-13T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:34:46.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One step at a time</title><content type='html'>4 more weeks to go and my attachment officially ends. To be precise, there is only 20 days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new year have started on a bright note for me and in the midst of accomplishing some goals which i have left untouched last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to keep myself busy this month by going for some seminar talks and career talks, in a way trying to create more doors for my future path. But ultimately, it still lies with God who is in control of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving myself till the end of this month to see if there is any offers. If not, i might want to take a short break. It's been a long time since i take a break. Even taking a break this time round might not be a good thing given that the economy is picking up and companies are hiring people now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, one step at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2619477829406833429?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2619477829406833429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2619477829406833429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2619477829406833429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2619477829406833429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-step-at-time.html' title='One step at a time'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5162923059017964742</id><published>2010-01-01T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:41:07.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>First post for the year and immediate thoughts will be some unfinished business that left lying around for the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more weeks to go before my attachment ends but i have actively looking for jobs through friends and agencies. Im not closing the door for my current attachment if there is an opportunity for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime, savour the usher-in of the new year and wishing everyone a blessed and happy new year. God bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5162923059017964742?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5162923059017964742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5162923059017964742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5162923059017964742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5162923059017964742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8857463974137907578</id><published>2009-12-15T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:00:05.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overview of the story</title><content type='html'>This will be my last post for the year. I know that by saying out this story will not only open several cans of worms, and to suffer repercussions. But what had been done, is done. I will be taking full responsibility of what is been told here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this to everyone that got to know my difficulties and problems earlier this year. I am grateful for the moral support and everything that God have given to sustain me. But I find that it's come to a point where I feel like giving up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that in this post, are those curious readers, strangers, etc that happen to read my family's problems since day 1. Family buy shop from bank, business not picking up, shop sold at a loss and had to call relatives for help to fund the losses. And family got into debt that never clear till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I came into the picture, with the intention to help. But who knows that I caused even more trouble to my family. It's was a lesson that forever etched in my mind. Recently, my mind began to think of the incidents that I have done in the past and was overwhelmed with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i mentioned i feel like giving up everything was because of my inability to help my family over the last 3 years, where i made a decision to study full time rather than working to support the family, or even signing on for the police. At times i really wondered whether i did make the right choice. I know that i still have 2 months to go for my attachment before getting a full time job. Even getting a full time job at my current attachment could be difficult due to job fit, where im not suitable for customer service or front line. In the end, i have to do admin job, sort of like back-end operations. I am not complaining as I gained invaluable experience especially in listening and soft skills such as saying please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times i wanted to have a heart to heart talk with someone that i can confided in, but no one is willing to lent a listening ear. I really dont know how long i could bear with it, especially where next year i have no choice but to take up the responsibility to help my family return the debt through my hard-earned pay. Sometimes i feel that i have enough and wanted an instant resolution to it. But again, i know that that is not the way. I am not even sure of myself either, where previously i have the confidence to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find my old self again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8857463974137907578?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8857463974137907578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8857463974137907578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8857463974137907578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8857463974137907578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/12/overview-of-story.html' title='Overview of the story'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4214924019422790938</id><published>2009-12-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:00:00.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help in vain</title><content type='html'>On 23 Nov 2009, Parliament in Singapore amended a Bill to have stiff penalties directed at those loansharks, especially those at the top-ranking in the hierachy. In the first place, the government anticipated this problem to occur when the world was facing financial crisis in Sep 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that there will be a rise in this particular crime, shouldnt the government have done something more to prevent it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted that jobs will lost in the recession, overhead costs will be down and spending power will be less, yet there is a minority of people whose income level is less than 30k per annum, is rejected by the banks or financial institution when they need genuine help? Where do they go to? Plead with their ministers when they went for 'Meet-the-People' session? Seeking financial assistance from other support groups? Or finding loansharks to seek their help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, the Bill had been amended but social problems will still be around. With the Intergrated Resorts in operation next year, it will be a losing fight if the government still not going to do something to help those needy people. Banks or financial institution only granted or approved loans to those whose income level is more than 30k. Yes, considering part of the social problems have to do with gambling, but what about those who really need help in their utilities bills, groceries, transport, etc? Will the support groups able to help those given the red tape?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4214924019422790938?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4214924019422790938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4214924019422790938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4214924019422790938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4214924019422790938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/12/help-in-vain.html' title='Help in vain'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8011633460052468253</id><published>2009-12-12T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:10:29.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sever ties</title><content type='html'>19 days to go before a brand new year starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, not going to make any resolutions as it doesnt work on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With exactly 2 months to go for my attachment to end, I cant wait to secure a full time job. I had enough of the past problems that besieged me these 3 years. Every year without fail, I would wondered whether the path that I took is really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are certain ties that i just have to sever and to cut it off. No point keeping it where resentment and anger is in place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and a Happy New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8011633460052468253?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8011633460052468253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8011633460052468253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8011633460052468253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8011633460052468253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/12/sever-ties.html' title='Sever ties'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5992709670034577218</id><published>2009-11-25T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:11:52.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job fit</title><content type='html'>Somehow or rather, my worst fears came true. Way before this attachment starts, i already got information that i will be working in this industry. I know myself best in terms of strength and weakness. I was given a choice in working in another industry but given that i already make that choice in the first place, i might as well stick to my choice and see how it goes. It was something that i wont regret no matter what the end results will be, as been in a job scope that im rather weak in. I would take it as an experience gained rather than an opportunity lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wrong i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment itself is like a war zone. The expectations from both sides (customers and management) is beyond what i could have imagined. What you say to customers must not be offending to them to such a point that a PR script is readied in case you unable to answer the queries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 months of guarding the gate no matter how hard i try, management isnt pleased with the performances and pull me out. They have put me in another dept where i could brush up my soft skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the remaining 2 months attachment is the last chance for me, if not i would have to redo the 6 months attachment again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5992709670034577218?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5992709670034577218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5992709670034577218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5992709670034577218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5992709670034577218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/11/job-fit.html' title='Job fit'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-8473639119367480815</id><published>2009-11-15T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:16:38.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lowest ebb</title><content type='html'>Today is a day where all kinds of feelings come into play. And for the first time that i could remembered, today is the day that i feel the lowest. Compared to the past incidents where i have no control for what i have done, today is also the day where i did nothing yet still in low spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether is it because of work or because of my own actions in the past incidents where consequences have started to haunt me. But i only know that i have admit to what i have done and take full responsibilities of it. If the feeling is due to both work and past incidents, i have to run the full course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to run away or escape from it. Sometimes i wish i could have a heart to heart talk with someone that im close to or to go to the beach where im comfortable with, sit down and stare blankly into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind right now is very tired from the undue stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-8473639119367480815?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/8473639119367480815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=8473639119367480815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8473639119367480815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/8473639119367480815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/11/lowest-ebb.html' title='Lowest ebb'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6855342956829577731</id><published>2009-11-01T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:26:56.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a change</title><content type='html'>A blink of an eye and 2009 is coming to a close. This is a year which i would rather not remembered. This is the year where anything that could happen, have happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my goals and ambitions that i wished to achieve or complete for this year is put on hold till next year. Not that i wanted to procrastinate but rather the wrong steps that i took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year is the same old thing where you wish to have a good and prosperous year, yet get to see and do the wrong things all over again. The only wish i have right now is not to have history repeat all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist for 2010:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a job that i really like and love doing rather than for the sake of money&lt;br /&gt;2. Complete my unfinished targeted goals&lt;br /&gt;3. Live a contented life, work hard to achieve the dream as there is no short-cut to success&lt;br /&gt;4. Work in overseas&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a girlfriend (im laughing out loud myself over this wish.. hahahahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, the last wish is something that i intend to salvage. The time and committment is still not there where i admit other priorities came first such as my family and my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6855342956829577731?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6855342956829577731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6855342956829577731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6855342956829577731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6855342956829577731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-change.html' title='For a change'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2433273060600022263</id><published>2009-10-29T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:53:14.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursuing dreams</title><content type='html'>1 month plus into the attachment, I have know the answer whether the job is suitable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im more or less know the path that is been lay out in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather pursue something that achieve my goal, my ambition and my dream, rather than pursuing for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money cant buy everything, especially happiness and satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying that im dissatified, but rather this job is not meant for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2433273060600022263?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2433273060600022263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2433273060600022263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2433273060600022263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2433273060600022263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/10/pursuing-dreams.html' title='Pursuing dreams'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3794500775546860140</id><published>2009-10-24T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:15:52.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss being a little boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlxaN6kZm_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/wlxaN6kZm_c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;LOL!! I just couldnt resist posting it. Every men will definitely want to be in those little boys' position and take advantage. Though chances of shouting rape or molest is very slim, I doubt Singapore women will allow little boys to do such a thing. The most they will teach the little boy a lesson. I wonder what else Singapore women will do if they are in the situation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3794500775546860140?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3794500775546860140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3794500775546860140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3794500775546860140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3794500775546860140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-being-little-boy.html' title='I miss being a little boy'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2354370080488485522</id><published>2009-10-16T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:41:09.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Currently im on 6 months attachment and the environment suits me. Fast-paced but very stressful. However, the only downside of the job is when you did something wrong, the consequences is double-fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 months to go before my attachment ends, and with the only route after graduation is to work. And i got to make a major decision which allows me to stay after my attachment or to find another company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where my dilemma comes in. I know the economy is picking up and banks have started hiring people. I also know that i have to start from bottom of the ladder and gain experience before jumping ship or whatsoever. I need to find something that really interests me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im quite interested being a trader, be it in forex or stock. But i need the certification before being a trader. Im still keeping my options open should my current attachment have openings for a full-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the mean time, the road ahead is dark and unclear to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2354370080488485522?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2354370080488485522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2354370080488485522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2354370080488485522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2354370080488485522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/10/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-9191752077890118934</id><published>2009-10-10T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:21:00.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebuilding</title><content type='html'>With the problem firmly behind me, i've began to realise that certain goals are impossible to reach given the limited resources and time. Thus, all the advice given to me at that time is priceless to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have their goals and ambitions to fulfil. Same goes for me but i have to bear in mind of the realistic goals to fulfil, not impossible goals anymore. You could imagine how risk-adverse, ambitious and advantageous i am at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i take one step at a time, taking each day at it is.  Guess it's also the time to find back all my interests or pursue new hobbies to keep me content and humble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-9191752077890118934?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/9191752077890118934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=9191752077890118934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/9191752077890118934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/9191752077890118934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/10/rebuilding.html' title='Rebuilding'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-696568799583298340</id><published>2009-10-03T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:18:13.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter of life</title><content type='html'>I have finally put an end to my problems and troubles. This chapter of my life will considered the darkest and the most expensive lesson i have encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently starting a new chapter in life in my 6 months attachment. I would consider lucky that i didnt bring any emotional lugguage along. The line between work and personal life is so clear that i only mentioned work to those whom i have know in my training class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sincere gratitude to those who stand by me during these period of time especially &lt;a href="http://www.jaywalk.blog-city.com"&gt;Jaywalk&lt;/a&gt;, my poly friends (Yue Yang and Kok Seng), my pastor and brothers and sisters in Christ, my academic manager and tutors who got to know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and i believe that i have owed alot of favours to these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-696568799583298340?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/696568799583298340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=696568799583298340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/696568799583298340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/696568799583298340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-chapter-of-life.html' title='New chapter of life'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4950316093610379765</id><published>2009-09-21T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:31:18.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>蘇永康 - 相遇太早</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QTSus-RTEkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/QTSus-RTEkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;當我們再度相視微笑　&lt;br /&gt;成熟的心有一點蒼老&lt;br /&gt; 許多的傷痛都已經忘掉　&lt;br /&gt;記憶裡剩下的全是美好&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;* 妳我都找到新的依靠　&lt;br /&gt;過去對錯已不再重要&lt;br /&gt; 只是我們都清楚地知道　&lt;br /&gt;心裡還有個劃不完的句號 *&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;# 只怪妳和我相愛得太早　&lt;br /&gt;對於幸福又了解的太少 &lt;br /&gt; 於是自私讓愛變成煎熬　&lt;br /&gt;付出了所有卻讓彼此想逃跑&lt;br /&gt; 上天讓我們相遇得太早　&lt;br /&gt;對於緣份卻又給得太少&lt;br /&gt; 才讓我們只能  陷在回憶中  懊惱 #&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Repeat * # #&lt;br /&gt; 才讓我們只能  陷在回憶中  懊惱 &lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;上天讓我們相遇得太早&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    對於緣份卻又給得太少&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4950316093610379765?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4950316093610379765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4950316093610379765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4950316093610379765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4950316093610379765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='蘇永康 - 相遇太早'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7218105093762484163</id><published>2009-09-15T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:46:30.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Importance</title><content type='html'>A few weeks back, i still remembered very clearly that it was before exams that i lost a friend of a great importance. Though we were not close enough to forge a bond over the last 3 years, her bubbly characteristics leave a very deep impression on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that my heart rule over my head, acted too fast and in a way scare her off when i confess my feelings to her. Although not really a direct confession, i guess her sixth sense give her the hint. And that where everything goes downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also admit that there are certain things i have say in such a way was in a fit of anger and in a harsh tone that speed up the breakdown of the friendship. Despite all the things that she have done from the day i confess, i have never given up on her as a friend (not someone that i like) at all. This shows how much faith i have put in her even though the communication level was very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, i will still treat her as a friend. Though i know that the chances of salvaging the friendship is very slim, but i still hope (i know is not very hopeful) that i could help her in one way or another, should there be such a request.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7218105093762484163?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7218105093762484163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7218105093762484163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7218105093762484163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7218105093762484163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-importance.html' title='Great Importance'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6497169204724293338</id><published>2009-09-08T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:58:24.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/clw7SAJs_6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/clw7SAJs_6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;This Youtube video was reported in the newspaper. At first, i wondered what the hooha all about the bride laughing at her wedded husband for accidentally pronouncing the wrong word. After seeing it, i get to understand the bride's feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "happily ever after" marriage after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6497169204724293338?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6497169204724293338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6497169204724293338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6497169204724293338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6497169204724293338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/09/blissful-couple.html' title='Blissful Couple'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2682802292802926373</id><published>2009-09-03T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:14:31.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina Glass - My Love Will Get You Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6kjlqhjWzU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/d6kjlqhjWzU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;pre&gt;If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;When there's only you to blame, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home,&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2682802292802926373?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2682802292802926373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2682802292802926373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2682802292802926373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2682802292802926373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/09/christina-glass-my-love-will-get-you.html' title='Christina Glass - My Love Will Get You Home'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5425766836852262836</id><published>2009-08-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:00:04.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who meant the most to you?</title><content type='html'>An interesting email to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea of who meant the most to  you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There  is this guy who loves two gals at the same time but he don't know which one he loves more. Someone taught  him : "If you are happy, who you think  of first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think of her, she is  the one you love more." NO, THIS IS NOT THE WAY TO TEST THE FORMULA OF LOVE.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this question  honestly:&lt;br /&gt;"When you are sad, which gal/guy you want to share your burden with?" If you think of that gal/guy first, she/he is the one that you love more.  However if you think of the same gal/guy  when you are  happy &amp;amp; sad, that's the most perfect. But if you  didn't think of the same gal/guy, I would advise you to  chose the one you are willing to share your sadness with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  life, there are more sorrows than  happiness. There are too  many people whom you can share your happiness with, not necessary your lover. If you live your life happily, you can also enjoy it alone. Sadness, however not many people is willing to share burden with you. If you willing to tell her/him your unhappiness, she/he got to be  someone who is closest &amp;amp; most understanding to you. In other words,  if she/he only think of you when  she/he is happy, but look for someone else when she/he is sad. This  kind of lover is too unstable, she/he didn't treat you as someone she/he can spend the rest of her life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I will be very happy if I am the first person to share her/his  happiness.  But, if she/he is sad, I will be too willing to stay by her/his side &amp;amp; ease her/his pain. Only  then, I will believe I hold a very important position in her/his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are sad, who comes to  your mind first?&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is a strange  thing. We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives ... things we don't even share with the families who raised us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is a friend? A  confidant? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel? A friend is all these  ... and  more. No matter where we met, no matter how long we've been together ... I call you friend. A word so small, yet so large in feeling, a word filled with  emotion, a word overflowing with love. Truly great things come  in small packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a constant book always  waiting ...waiting to be read and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements ... we may have our disappointments...we may argue...we may concern  one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is a unique bond  that lasts through all  tribulations. A part of each of us goes into our friendships... our  humor ...our experiences ... our tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships are  foundation ...necessary for life ...  and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5425766836852262836?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5425766836852262836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5425766836852262836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5425766836852262836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5425766836852262836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-meant-most-to-you.html' title='Who meant the most to you?'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3215433709191552049</id><published>2009-08-15T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:02:40.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimistic mindset</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, i did some soul searching or even took a step back and review what i have done so far. In the midst of changing my blog layout and also preparing for exams at the same time, i have the whole night to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i have an ongoing situation which seem to be endless. The nightmare started on 24 July. And it has pretty drained me mentally and physically. It has also distracted me in my studies so much that i have to inform my tutors and advisor about it. The only hope i have now is to solve it as soon as possible. One reason i cant do anything to solve it is because of my limited resources. I have to leave it to third parties interference to settle it. It is out of my hands now and need to shift my priority to my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people are too quick to judge that they dont give me a chance to explain. I cant blame them either. But i have only one advise for you and that is: if you think you are in a worse situation, think of people around you. they might be in a more worse situation than you. is just that they never show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the optimistic mindset He have given it to me. If not, i would have done something very pessimistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3215433709191552049?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3215433709191552049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3215433709191552049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3215433709191552049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3215433709191552049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/08/optimisitc-mindset.html' title='Optimistic mindset'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2876208837161476923</id><published>2009-08-14T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:00:37.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout</title><content type='html'>I have changed the layout and make it a simpler one. Blogger have make it easier with the additional of widgets which i will be adding some new stuff to my blog. Total time took to change,  modified and adding new things to the blog: 1 hr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2876208837161476923?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2876208837161476923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2876208837161476923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2876208837161476923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2876208837161476923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-layout.html' title='New layout'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1455702239932931463</id><published>2009-08-12T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:00:17.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disposable friends</title><content type='html'>Sometimes im just very amused at how some people treat friends like some kind of disposable items. Some friends in my circle know about my problems because they are older and more experienced in giving advices. As for the rest, the reason i cannot share with them is because they are inexperienced or do not have the ability to help. Neither do i want to increase their burden by making my problem their problem. And i got blamed for not telling them?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i also wondered whether the way they say is a true reflection of their personality. Is just like you say it, you meant it. Yet on the other hand, you also doing the same thing. Pot calling kettle black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way i can please everyone. If there is, i will be a very busy person. Please dont jump to conclusion just because i dont want to say. It's just that you have no means or the ability to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1455702239932931463?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1455702239932931463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1455702239932931463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1455702239932931463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1455702239932931463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/08/disposable-friends.html' title='Disposable friends'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5143079942274457024</id><published>2009-08-11T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:16:32.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincere apologises</title><content type='html'>In the past, whenever i got into a situation, i always seek the easy way out in asking for help. It has become such a routine that i always get the 'Get out of jail free' card every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was until this incident that i refused to ask for help that i finally got to know the severity of my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that because of my own self-centerness as seen in the previous incident posts which i have blogged, and also because of not giving others the consideration, i have actually lost more than what i have thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit my mistakes and sincerely apologises to those who have been affected by my own selfish actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5143079942274457024?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5143079942274457024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5143079942274457024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5143079942274457024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5143079942274457024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/08/sincere-apologises.html' title='Sincere apologises'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3465484623578298163</id><published>2009-08-08T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:03:19.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final post</title><content type='html'>As of 07 August 2009, I am done with my studies. Im still not sure whether the decision of doing full time studies over the last 3 years is justifiable. Priorities have change over time and immediate concerns are still towards my family. With 2 breadwinners, to pass by each and every single day without problem is a blessing from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that as most of my update status is in Facebook, the moment i posted something not very good, the first thing was to come to my blog and find out what has happened. However, this time round, i really couldnt disclose anything even if i wanted to. I want to ask for help again, but it's beyond the limits of a human. I choose to remain quiet and have not stir up big shit as before. And because of my previous actions, i have actually strained the relationships to 3 groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the support that i have received so far has been very encouraging. Thanks Lord for that if not, i dont think i still have the sanity to keep it going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a seperate note, i enjoy the time that i had in poly life. I have a project group that we have been together since year 1. I could have praise my project team till there is no tomorrow but one great thing about them is we cover each other weakness and improve on our strengths. The only regret so far is i never had a chance to work with someone that i once liked. Not a single time but nevertheless, all the best to her. I wonder if there is any opportunity in the future to communicate with her or to work with her. Not very hopeful, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my final post at the moment and hopefully, if God willing, the situation will be solved once and for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3465484623578298163?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3465484623578298163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3465484623578298163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3465484623578298163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3465484623578298163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-post.html' title='Final post'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3280963363426387618</id><published>2009-07-27T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:09:59.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing Olympics Logo</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is very outdated since Beijing Olympics 2008 was one year back. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how they got the logo from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/3758560544_b9b420d874.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3527/3758560548_6f7f1fe248.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! Dirty our wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3758560556_a55d1e7061.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Olympics is coming and still haven come out with a logo right. I think we have something in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2499/3758560562_4c40af0aa7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3280963363426387618?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3280963363426387618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3280963363426387618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3280963363426387618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3280963363426387618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/07/beijing-olympics-logo.html' title='Beijing Olympics Logo'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6944724510909615728</id><published>2009-07-20T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:40:14.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes within me</title><content type='html'>I guess i have reach saturation point where im feeling tired mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that i have send an apology sms to someone but i dont think it really meant anything or any significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer hold the belief where time will change everything or heal wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realise that i have changed to such an extent that i no longer recognise myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that my feelings for someone has come to a point where i no longer feel anything. To me, i find that her priorities are more on the current job that she is having right now than anything else. That's my point of view. I wont be surprised if she sees it and rebukes me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6944724510909615728?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6944724510909615728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6944724510909615728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6944724510909615728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6944724510909615728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/07/changes-within-me.html' title='Changes within me'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2456998115462352610</id><published>2009-07-12T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:20:34.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling lost</title><content type='html'>Today may be a special day for me, but i feel uneasingly lost and out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of things i want to say, but no one is listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of things i want to say to someone, but i dont have the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of posts in "draft" mode, but i dont have the mood to publish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the only medium that i could really speak out is through my blog, but unpublished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2456998115462352610?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2456998115462352610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2456998115462352610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2456998115462352610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2456998115462352610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-lost.html' title='Feeling lost'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1455510121278120100</id><published>2009-07-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:25:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess guess guess</title><content type='html'>Gee, i never know that to make a decision over my 6-months attachment could also stir up traffic at my site, even when i never blog about it. That's very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, no one advise me on the decision. So in a way, i stick to what i have chosen in my ranking exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citiphone or Bank of China? Let you all guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1455510121278120100?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1455510121278120100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1455510121278120100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1455510121278120100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1455510121278120100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-guess-guess.html' title='Guess guess guess'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2734189745118390954</id><published>2009-06-21T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:58:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry</title><content type='html'>Look like my former working colleague know my style afterall despite only working for 7 weeks with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She say that im the sort of person who understands people very well, build up chemistry very fast. If i am a chemical, it will be something very explosive and dangerous. Only take a short while to get a reaction unlike other chemicals where you have to use burner to heat it up or to go through filtering (take the own sweet time to understand other people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also say that my style is not suited for the poly where things are taken at a much slower pace. And advise me to look elsewhere when i start working after i graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, leave it to fate or let nature take its course, whichever you want to call it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2734189745118390954?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2734189745118390954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2734189745118390954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2734189745118390954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2734189745118390954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/06/chemistry.html' title='Chemistry'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1295115951406924727</id><published>2009-06-11T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:44:04.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petition</title><content type='html'>I find that some petition groups are either petition without research or just petition to attract attention. One particular group that i find it very amused was the "Petition against high bus fares for poly students."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This petition group have been reported in the newspapers over the last few months. But i feel that it will still not approved even after we graduated. And i begin to see where the relevant authorities such as Public Transport Council (governance body that adjust the bus fare) and 2 major bus companies are coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of reasons as to why the authorities just refused to lower the bus fares for poly students. But one is enough. Let just compared the school timing between poly students and JC students. Do i need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted that the timing for poly life is very flexible, some ends at 12pm, 2pm, 4pm, or even the latest at 6pm, what will the majority of the students be doing after school? Go out? Stay back to do projects? Go home after having a mental torture in understanding lectures and tutorial? Or go and work to earn some supplement income?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the last option able to apply to JC students? My reasoning might not be very strong but the link is there. You dont see JC students go and work part time in their school uniforms. Even if they want to work, it's only during the weekend or the school vacations. Whereas poly students are able to work anytime as soon as class finishes. Poly students have more disposable income compared to JC students, i should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground of this petition was that the JC pay tertiary student price yet poly students have to pay adult price for a bus ride. Even the price of concession between JC students and poly students are a big difference. I think i have given more than 1 reason as to why the authorities is not bothering about this petition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1295115951406924727?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1295115951406924727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1295115951406924727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1295115951406924727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1295115951406924727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/06/petition.html' title='Petition'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1824220287315785525</id><published>2009-06-06T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:17:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最近 - 李聖傑</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5rNU23bEAgE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5rNU23bEAgE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近不說話 怎麼了 為什麼&lt;br /&gt;是不是有什麼事讓妳不快樂&lt;br /&gt;聽說你最近很孤單 有點亂有點慌&lt;br /&gt;可是我卻不能夠在你的身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳想要的 我卻不能夠給妳我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能給的 卻又不是妳想要擁有的&lt;br /&gt;我們不適合也不想認輸&lt;br /&gt;好幾次我們抱著彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;妳常解釋這樣的一切都只是開始&lt;br /&gt;我覺得是所有的一切早就已結束&lt;br /&gt;不想再約束 不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次會有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近不說話 怎麼了 為什麼&lt;br /&gt;是不是有什麼事讓妳不快樂&lt;br /&gt;聽說你最近很孤單 有點亂有點慌&lt;br /&gt;可是我卻不能夠在你的身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳想要的 我卻不能夠給妳我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能給的 卻又不是妳想要擁有的&lt;br /&gt;我們不適合也不想認輸&lt;br /&gt;好幾次我們抱著彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;妳常解釋這樣的一切都只是開始&lt;br /&gt;我覺得是所有的一切早就已結束&lt;br /&gt;不想再約束 不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次會有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛 我卻不能給妳我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能給的 卻又不是妳想要擁有的&lt;br /&gt;我們不適合也不想認輸&lt;br /&gt;好幾次我們抱著彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;妳常解釋這樣的一切都只是開始&lt;br /&gt;我覺得是所有的一切早就已結束&lt;br /&gt;不想再約束 不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次會有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;這一次我們都能很幸福&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1824220287315785525?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1824220287315785525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1824220287315785525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1824220287315785525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1824220287315785525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='最近 - 李聖傑'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3329042509064904105</id><published>2009-06-04T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:00:40.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomly tagged</title><content type='html'>Got tagged by friends in Facebook. Decided to post in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What color is your toothbrush?&lt;br /&gt;Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name one person that made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing at 8am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;In school for WISP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;Bathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;Lollipop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been to a strip club?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the best ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Ice mocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the longest you have gone without sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;48 hours. now cannot already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever made a promise you'd die to keep?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any new clothing items this week?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The last sporting event you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Olympic in china 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the last person you sent a message on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;The one who tagged me for this note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever gone camping?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you take vitamins daily?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have a pet?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have a tan?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you like Chinese food over pizza?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you drink your soda with a straw?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What did your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;May i know what will i be doing for the 1 hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Where is your dad?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What color is your watch?&lt;br /&gt;Got such colour as invisible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you think of when you hear Australia?&lt;br /&gt;Opera House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your birthstone?&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive thru?&lt;br /&gt;Go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who's the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Stanley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans today?&lt;br /&gt;Relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Biggest annoyance in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Common Tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Last song listened to?&lt;br /&gt;In the end by Kat DeLuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Can you say the alphabet backwards?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, i can say it if all the alphabets are in front of me. Crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have a maid service clean your house?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?&lt;br /&gt;My weather-proof shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you love anyone?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do any of your friends have children?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What do you usually do during the day?&lt;br /&gt;Go school and then come back home sleep. Im such a boring person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you hate anyone that you know right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you use the word 'hello' daily?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. people whom i meet in school and people whom i talk on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What color is your car?&lt;br /&gt;Invisible colour car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do u like cats?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Have you ever been to Six Flags?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How did you get your worst scar?&lt;br /&gt;Dont have any scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Last cigarette?&lt;br /&gt;non-smoker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Last CD played?&lt;br /&gt;that a long time ago. 4 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Last BUBBLE bath?&lt;br /&gt;No such luxury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Last meal?&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever dated someone twice?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Have you ever kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Have you ever fallen in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. You ever lost someone?&lt;br /&gt;No idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Have you ever slept until 1pm?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Have you ever been drunk and threw up?&lt;br /&gt;Drunk - no, threw up- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. List FIVE people you can tell pretty much anything to:&lt;br /&gt;Yue Yang, Zhi wei, Pei wei, Qi xian and one of my buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. List THREE favorite colors/shades:&lt;br /&gt;White, Black and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Laughed until you cried:&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Went behind your parents back:&lt;br /&gt;Staying overnight during primary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Your last kiss?&lt;br /&gt;A few years back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gay Marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Im straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Lowering the drinking age?&lt;br /&gt;No need, i hit the legal age already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Who are the best huggers that you know?&lt;br /&gt;No idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Last time yes. Now i donno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Is there something you want to tell someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What brand of shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Kappa long sleeve shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Would you kiss anyone on your top friends list?&lt;br /&gt;I never create any top friends list in fb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;No idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you want to change your name?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Last time you saw your father?&lt;br /&gt;This morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;6am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;26. Old man already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;In my dreamland already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What is your favorite thing in your room?&lt;br /&gt;My laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Where is your best friend right now?&lt;br /&gt;Working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Anything else to say?&lt;br /&gt;Alot of questions are repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to tag anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3329042509064904105?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3329042509064904105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3329042509064904105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3329042509064904105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3329042509064904105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomly-tagged.html' title='Randomly tagged'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3245162484884156694</id><published>2009-06-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:00:02.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention span</title><content type='html'>Today i met someone and give me advise that is been true all along. He said that i have very short attention span that doesnt last very long. I dont have any hobbies that able to keep me still, which is very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if there is something that able to keep me focused, i will stay on till the end of the project, so that in a way i know that it is complete. But after that, i wont get to try again, i would try something new already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned that i have to find something that really keep my interest and has a very high probability of been an entrepreneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hor, now got what things to invent or modified that i could market? Zzzzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3245162484884156694?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3245162484884156694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3245162484884156694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3245162484884156694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3245162484884156694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/06/attention-span.html' title='Attention span'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-1912028162884008808</id><published>2009-05-30T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:20:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My future</title><content type='html'>In 3 months time, i will be done with studies for the time being. I donno whether i did take the right route in education where i should be working full time and study part time rather than my current situation where studies take up majority of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i served finish my National Service 4 years back and a place reserved for my education in polytechnic, i was initially very hesitant to continue my studies. Because i know that the gap between ITE and polytechnic is still very big. One concentrated on technical aspects such as calculations and IT-related skills like Excel and Powerpoint, another focus on the theory aspects such as research and analysis to prove your point, regardless of whether is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that my motivation for studies have dropped to such a level that i did intend to sign on for police as a career to support myself independently rather than rely on my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have 9 months to ponder what is my career before i formally graduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would take it as a long-suffering trial rather than short-term gains for studies. I am also thinking whether is this one of the turning points in my life. Currently i have 2. One is when i accepted Christ, another one will be the incidents that happened 6 weeks ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-1912028162884008808?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/1912028162884008808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=1912028162884008808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1912028162884008808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/1912028162884008808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-future.html' title='My future'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7152454323863037642</id><published>2009-05-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:08:27.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me</title><content type='html'>I dont think anyone in poly really know me well to a personal level where both parties are comfortable with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe quiet on the first impression, but if you know me well, trust me, i can be very chatty and playful. In a way, i have tried to improve myself over the years to open up myself more whenever there is orientation or any first-time meet up. Seriously, my friends have seen the big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some, im may still be an introvert to them. To some, im outgoing and even outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, im not a person who is afraid of criticisms, or get scolded by people. In fact, i appreciated more if anyone have told me directly where i have done wrong, rather than passing the message through a third party. Yet, some people still cant accept the way i am. I wont blame them since there are hell lots more of people whom they can accept. There also people whom i cant accept as well initially, but over time, we accept each other strength and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally understood what is the meaning of "it takes 2 hands to clap."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7152454323863037642?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7152454323863037642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7152454323863037642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7152454323863037642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7152454323863037642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-me.html' title='This is me'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4861150156446760214</id><published>2009-05-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:00:00.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>Few days back, i tried out this Facebook quiz "Discover your name number" and i got 1 which stands for Leader. I know that leaders have natural abilities and talents to lead and influence people. But do i really have this natural ability or talent? Im not doubting myself, but i find that my way of handling things have been come to questions lately with those incidents. People sure say, "This guy be a leader, sure die one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in secondary school or in ITE, i have kana alot. Be it in my CCA (NPCC) or been a monitor for 4 years in a row, i have also attend alot of leadership camps. Even my &lt;a href="http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/04/personality-type-istp.html"&gt;personality test &lt;/a&gt;also mentioned that im a leader, but a technical leader that is good in hands on. Anyone heard of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DISC_assessment"&gt;D.I.S.C&lt;/a&gt; test? The results came back and im a high D personality. It's stand for Dominance and high dominance people are very active in dealing with problems and challenges. Some of the characteristics of Dominance people are demanding, forceful, egocentric, strong willed, driving, determined, ambitious, aggressive, and pioneering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prehaps someone wiser to explain how to channel my energy for more useful purposes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4861150156446760214?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4861150156446760214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4861150156446760214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4861150156446760214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4861150156446760214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4558476053484942322</id><published>2009-05-23T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:57:35.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast walker</title><content type='html'>A few weeks back, one of my friend commented that i walk very fast. I walk very fast not because i wanted to, but is due to my NS stint that my walking speed a tad too fast to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my NS, i was attached to prison where we have to do prowling along the prison perimeters. You all could imagine how big a prison is, and to walk round the perimeter requires at least 1 hour to walk finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a prison officer to accompany me and my dog during the prowling. There are 2 timings to the prowling. One is in the evening when there is a change in personnel. The other one is at night which i have to do 2 times which is around in the middle of the night and before the change of personnel again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us dread the timing of the prowling whenever there is a change of personnel because the prison officers are going home on the dot. Even my dog pants heavily when we finish the prowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if i walk quite fast, you all could ask me to slow down one, just that im used to it already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4558476053484942322?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4558476053484942322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4558476053484942322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4558476053484942322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4558476053484942322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/fast-walker.html' title='Fast walker'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2288351700287664559</id><published>2009-05-20T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:41:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved by God</title><content type='html'>Since the matter have been settled last week, it's time to bring it to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that what i have posted might have and could have caused a change in impression in me. But i also realised that whatever i did, i have to account for my own actions and my own conscience. Not to humans, but to God. Some people question why i blog about it to open the cans of worms. It just something that i cant make myself to forget as the lessons in these incidents are really too priceless to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a good Christian or have been a good testimonial as children of God, but at least i know, God didnt forsake me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter of life is indeed the darkest moment for me. Hope this incident will bring me closer to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2288351700287664559?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2288351700287664559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2288351700287664559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2288351700287664559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2288351700287664559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/saved-by-god.html' title='Saved by God'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7604777932100622318</id><published>2009-05-19T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:57:32.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>All these years, i have never give any trouble to anyone. Not to my friends, not to my church friends, not even to the barflies. Till this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something i still cannot understand until now despite my problem is been cleared once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that helped me, i have the contact in my phone for like 5-6 years, yet i never take the effort to contact. For both incidents, i look for other people like my friend to get me out of the shithole. I thought i was out of the shithole till he also got an emergency to attend and need the funds back. I browsed my phone book for donno how many times yet i still can overlook the contact. Mind you, for both incidents, i actually overlook it. I never blame my friend for helping out, just that i was expecting someone who is more financially stronger to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget how desperate and at my wits end at that time with time approaching fast to the deadline. I only know that i keep browsing and browsing for the help that i wanted. From A to Z, Z to A. The last hour was really the last throw of the dice till something tells me, "Look very carefully.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have already exhausted all contacts and i have to look through again, what a joke!" That was what my mind was telling me. So i just obey and slowly browse till i saw the name. It was like a rock been lifted up beneath me. For once, i never have such peace or relief for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i also know that i have lost more from what i have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7604777932100622318?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7604777932100622318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7604777932100622318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7604777932100622318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7604777932100622318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2798731488781412492</id><published>2009-05-18T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:00:29.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead in the water</title><content type='html'>To juggle studies, personal problem and matters of the heart for 3 weeks is not an easy fest. Not a single complain was heard from me. Since i have settled my personal problem, now i shall settle the matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as this matter is concerned, it is dead in the water. Im not an emotional person to begin with as i find that feelings were not in a developed stage. There were alot of miscommunication and assumptions that leads to the break down of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of comments that i did not say or mentioned, or in a way directed at her. I was also in the wrong for assuming her that she read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i cant be bothered anymore or who is reading my blog. As far as my blog is concerned, i wont change address just for the sake of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2798731488781412492?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2798731488781412492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2798731488781412492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2798731488781412492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2798731488781412492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-in-water.html' title='Dead in the water'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2481680495081071153</id><published>2009-05-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:19:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastdoings</title><content type='html'>In the past, i was wilful and ignorant till a time that i truly got a wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an experience that i wouldnt want to go through it again. It was really a "once bitten twice shy" incident. That time, i approached people for help and luckily my friend help me out. The length of time from the first incident to the current incident does not do any justice in a way because people preceived that i was back to my old ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just rejected my request straight away without asking what have happened. I was also fully aware of the consequences and did not deny any responsibilities that i have done. I admit that it was my biggest mistake to ask people whom i dont really know to a personal level, to get a loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2481680495081071153?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2481680495081071153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2481680495081071153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2481680495081071153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2481680495081071153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/pastdoings.html' title='Pastdoings'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7539950282439022319</id><published>2009-05-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:00:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my own</title><content type='html'>This problem, i only told to certain people. To prevent any bad news, rumors or people talking behind my back, i decided to come out and confess the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back, one of my friend help me to settle a debt. This debt was originally intended to return when my 6 months attachment start. However, 3 weeks ago, he face an emergency and need the funds back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 weeks, i ask for help. But the help just refused to come. If you think that my studies is not affected, think again. I told everyone that it will be the last and final help as far as this matter is concerned. I even told them that this debt will be return when my attachment start in 3 months time. I only need a grace period of 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the advice given to me for that duration of time is very helpful. But it does not help me in any sense, given that i am still a full-time student. Family are unable to help as they have a failed business several years ago. Banks and school arent going to help much either as there are lots of red tape to clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that for the last 3 weeks, i have pissed off alot of people due to my desperation shown in my smses. For that, i could only say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the help did arrived in the nick of time. This final help was a big jump and i was definitely appreciated of it. As far as i know, i will be on my own starting from today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7539950282439022319?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7539950282439022319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7539950282439022319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7539950282439022319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7539950282439022319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-my-own.html' title='On my own'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-3185043889465500191</id><published>2009-05-13T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:56:15.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Table</title><content type='html'>Finally got my ass up and clean up my study desk. The last clean up was 4 years ago, during my ITE education. During the last 2 years in poly, i was using another makeshift table for my tutorials and projects discussion. It was so uncomfortable sitting in an awkward position that i have to really clean up the desk. Ya lah, im very lazy for the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3620/3519374610_2a51e41857.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the "after cleaning up" picture. I didnt take the "before cleaning up" picture because it is in a much worse state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-3185043889465500191?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/3185043889465500191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=3185043889465500191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3185043889465500191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/3185043889465500191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/study-table.html' title='Study Table'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6879592998170790667</id><published>2009-05-11T00:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:02:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><content type='html'>Great, just great. Damages has been done but nevertheless, im going to clarify everything in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not tell anyone or everyone about this matter. Prior to it, i only tell 1 person, and that person was someone close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is trying to distort the facts or to create misunderstanding, pls dont let me catch the person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6879592998170790667?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6879592998170790667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6879592998170790667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6879592998170790667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6879592998170790667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/clarification.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7236456252251264666</id><published>2009-05-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:50:46.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not myself</title><content type='html'>For the last 2 weeks, i was not in my usual self, even my friends have noticed that. I was not avoiding anyone, for the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that something have happen and didnt expect the cycle to come back so fast as expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just found out something that someone doesnt want me to know. Look like i have the answers to it already. No point forcing something that is not yours. No point creating fate that is still not there. Guess is a matter of time that even been friends would also be very difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7236456252251264666?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7236456252251264666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7236456252251264666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7236456252251264666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7236456252251264666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-myself.html' title='Not myself'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7765080341150753518</id><published>2009-04-14T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:47:38.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Club - Karma Chameleon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XEhXcEpajN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/XEhXcEpajN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;Desert loving in your eyes all the way&lt;br /&gt;If I listen to your lies would you say&lt;br /&gt;Im a man without conviction&lt;br /&gt;Im a man who doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;How to sell a contradiction&lt;br /&gt;You come and go&lt;br /&gt;You come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon&lt;br /&gt;You come and go&lt;br /&gt;You come and go&lt;br /&gt;Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream&lt;br /&gt;Red, gold and green&lt;br /&gt;Red, gold and green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt hear your wicked words every day&lt;br /&gt;And you used to be so sweet I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;That my love was an addiction&lt;br /&gt;When we cling our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;When you go youre gone forever&lt;br /&gt;You string along&lt;br /&gt;You string along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is like a survival&lt;br /&gt;Youre my lover not my rival&lt;br /&gt;Every day is like a survival&lt;br /&gt;Youre my lover not my rival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a man without conviction&lt;br /&gt;Im a man who doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;How to sell a contradication&lt;br /&gt;You come and go&lt;br /&gt;You come and go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7765080341150753518?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7765080341150753518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7765080341150753518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7765080341150753518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7765080341150753518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/04/culture-club-karma-chameleon.html' title='Culture Club - Karma Chameleon'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-4390541618386115269</id><published>2009-04-13T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:33:09.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Sardine</title><content type='html'>One week ago, Public Transport Council (PTC) fined Singapore Bus Services Transit (SBS) and Singapore Mass Rapid Transit (SMRT) for breach of quality of services standards. The fine amount was $4,500 and $100 respectively. &lt;a href="http://www.ptc.gov.sg/news29.pdf"&gt;Report is here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the list of buses making into the list was a mere 20. I would have close one eye, two eyes or dont even bothered about the news, given that these two bus companies are striving to improve the quality standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this evening, i seriously doubt about the standards of been improving. The bus number is in the list, to say the least. By the time the last passenger got onto the bus, the bus is already a mobile sardine. I wonder how PTC derive the percentage, especially the "not exceeding 95% during weekday peak hours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it to the point where passengers standing at the front entrance of the steps, where bus captains have no other alternatives but not to stop at the next bus stop until majority of the passengers are alighting at the same bus stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it to the point where passengers' faces are been sqeezed to the windows that hit the 95%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong. I did saw other bus captains on standby the moment the first bus is filled to a certain extent that the bus captain direct the rest of the passengers to the next bus. I did saw 2 buses coming at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this bus number is on the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-4390541618386115269?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/4390541618386115269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=4390541618386115269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4390541618386115269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/4390541618386115269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/04/mobile-sardine.html' title='Mobile Sardine'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-6502568356853174358</id><published>2009-04-04T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:29:23.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogged!</title><content type='html'>I received an email from Amy Liu from the Marketing Dept of &lt;a href="http://www.blogged.com/blogs/urban-frustration-352429.html"&gt;Blogged.com &lt;/a&gt;that my blog is reviewed by the editors and got a score of 6.3/10 for Frequency of updates, relevance of content, site design, and writing style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogged.com/blogs/urban-frustration-352429.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogged.com/icons/rt_352429.gif" alt="Urban Frustration at Blogged" title="Urban Frustration at Blogged" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-6502568356853174358?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/6502568356853174358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=6502568356853174358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6502568356853174358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/6502568356853174358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogged.html' title='Blogged!'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-2065404201793022275</id><published>2009-04-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:13:44.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Type - ISTP</title><content type='html'>Basically, this &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/portraits.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; shows us that there are 16 different personalities. There isnt a need to answer any questions, no need to choose any favourite colours, neither is there a need to redo the quiz to your liking. Different people got different personalities and im not any different from others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, im the &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ISTP.html"&gt;ISTP&lt;/a&gt; type which stands for Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ISTP_rel.html"&gt;strength and weakness&lt;/a&gt; as an ISTP, which includes status as a lover, parent and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/personal.html"&gt;link shows how i should improve in an ISTP mentality&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologises for having to link up as, if i cut and paste the 3 pages long, it will look very wordy and people might lose interest. I am recommending this website to those who wants to know more about themselves. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-2065404201793022275?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/2065404201793022275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=2065404201793022275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2065404201793022275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/2065404201793022275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/04/personality-type-istp.html' title='Personality Type - ISTP'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5661823614547229395</id><published>2009-03-29T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:00:06.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chinese Odyssey</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qen3JhDbfFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/qen3JhDbfFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/7453948-5661823614547229395?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5661823614547229395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5661823614547229395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5661823614547229395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5661823614547229395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/03/chinese-odyssey.html' title='A Chinese Odyssey'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-7005278466037114439</id><published>2009-03-28T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:13:55.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3360389052_365365f24e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the bunch of barflies that i got to know over the years since i joined the &lt;a href="http://cowboybar.liquidblade.com"&gt;Cowboy Bar&lt;/a&gt; 2 years ago. Same time when i enrolled to poly.  &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://cowboybar.liquidblade.com"&gt;Cowboy Bar&lt;/a&gt; forum to &lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com"&gt;Plurk&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, we are typical up-to-date with technology that keeps us in touch anywhere in the world. In case you wonder, we have move to Plurk instead of going back to the Cowboy Bar forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason of pixelling the pictures is they want to remain anonymous in the virtual world. As for how we treat people when first came into the Bar, you would have a culture shock. That's for you to guess, for us to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, these people wont bring their virtual identity to the real world. We meet up for wii-gatherings during festive holidays, or meet up every Thursday for Wala for a couple of drinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-7005278466037114439?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/7005278466037114439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=7005278466037114439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7005278466037114439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/7005278466037114439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/03/cowboy-bar.html' title='Cowboy Bar'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3360389052_365365f24e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7453948.post-5620541796788726679</id><published>2009-03-24T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:03:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>I have say what i want to say. Initially i was waiting for you to scold or post an emotional outburst, but nothing comes out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to hide. If what i have say is able to break down the ice 2 years ago, then i believe is worth it. However, i doubt so given that we were in different modules, different classes most of the time, even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing good to see in my blog liao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7453948-5620541796788726679?l=x-surfer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/feeds/5620541796788726679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7453948&amp;postID=5620541796788726679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5620541796788726679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7453948/posts/default/5620541796788726679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-surfer.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>C.O.O.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15380584939362223836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
