<?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-9689358</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:42:42.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare To Fulfill Your Dream (1)</title><subtitle type='html'>Life Is Short, Do The Things You Want.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>323</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116210586250638362</id><published>2006-10-29T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:12.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog is transfered to &lt;a href="http://howardsiew.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://howardsiew.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116210586250638362?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116210586250638362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116210586250638362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116210586250638362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116210586250638362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-is-transfered-to-httphowardsiew.html' title=''/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116210427574569394</id><published>2006-10-29T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:12.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Sometimes I think it’s pointless to care or be helpful as it always result in misunderstanding! Maybe I should just be selfish and self-centered. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116210427574569394?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116210427574569394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116210427574569394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116210427574569394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116210427574569394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/pissed.html' title='Pissed!'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116192534060738605</id><published>2006-10-27T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I To You</title><content type='html'>Norah Jones: What Am I To You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aaf-wNDNsl8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me darling true&lt;br /&gt;To me you are the sea&lt;br /&gt;Fast as you can be&lt;br /&gt;And deep the shade of blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling low&lt;br /&gt;To whom else do you go&lt;br /&gt;See I cry if you hurt&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you my last shirt&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my sky should fall&lt;br /&gt;Would you even call&lt;br /&gt;Opened up my heart&lt;br /&gt;I never want to part&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the butterflies&lt;br /&gt;I love you when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Tell me darlin' true&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well if my sky should fall&lt;br /&gt;Would you even call&lt;br /&gt;Opened up my heart&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna part&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the butterflies&lt;br /&gt;Could you find a love in me&lt;br /&gt;Could you carve me in a tree&lt;br /&gt;Don't fill my heart with lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will you love when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Tell me darlin' true&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116192534060738605?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116192534060738605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116192534060738605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116192534060738605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116192534060738605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-am-i-to-you.html' title='What Am I To You'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116161281899318081</id><published>2006-10-23T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:10.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was hit!</title><content type='html'>I am sick.... Feeling abit feverish. Clinics are closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! My body always choose to find faults during public holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to fall sick? I dun wannaa..... But haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep liao. Gd nite....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116161281899318081?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116161281899318081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116161281899318081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116161281899318081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116161281899318081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-hit.html' title='I was hit!'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116109127028837607</id><published>2006-10-17T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:09.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>One of my (army) friends intro me to take this. Lame but interesting. Quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 12px; CURSOR: default; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-16047"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 155px; HEIGHT: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(150,0,0) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; WIDTH: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WHITE-SPACE: nowrap"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=181050x26Efb6#s1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(150,0,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(255,100,100) 1px solid; FILTER: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432); FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 52%; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(150,0,0) 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; MARGIN-TOP: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; FLOAT: right; COLOR: white"&gt;52&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,150) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; WIDTH: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WHITE-SPACE: nowrap"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=181050x26Efb6#s2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,150) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(100,100,255) 1px solid; FILTER: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432); FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 78%; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,150) 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,0,255); TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; MARGIN-TOP: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; FLOAT: right; COLOR: white"&gt;78&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,90,0) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; WIDTH: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WHITE-SPACE: nowrap"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=181050x26Efb6#s3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,90,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(85,159,85) 1px solid; FILTER: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432); FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 70%; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,90,0) 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,128,0); TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; MARGIN-TOP: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; FLOAT: right; COLOR: white"&gt;70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(144,115,0) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; WIDTH: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WHITE-SPACE: nowrap"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=181050x26Efb6#s4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(144,115,0) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(255,241,170) 1px solid; FILTER: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432); FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 84%; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(144,115,0) 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(251,212,0); TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; MARGIN-TOP: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; FLOAT: right; COLOR: white"&gt;84&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(80,0,80) 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; WIDTH: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WHITE-SPACE: nowrap"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=181050x26Efb6#s5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(80,0,80) 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(149,99,151) 1px solid; FILTER: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432); FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 61%; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(80,0,80) 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(128,0,128); TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; MARGIN-TOP: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; FLOAT: right; COLOR: white"&gt;61&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 15px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 5px" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;sh=y&amp;amp;ms=y" target="_blank"&gt;Test Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 5px" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;sh=y&amp;amp;ms=y&amp;ur=181050x26Efb6" target="_blank"&gt;Compare Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 5px" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=181050x26Efb6" target="_blank"&gt;View Full Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-117150" target="_blank"&gt;Find your soulmate / pysch twin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21613"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.student-loan-support.com"&gt;student loan consolidation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; by Pulseware &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.myplaza.com.au/survey_software.html"&gt;Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You feel tense, jittery, and nervous and often feel like something dangerous is about to happen. You may be afraid of specific situations or be just generally fearful. You rarely get angry and it takes a lot to make you angry. You very rarely feel depressed and are usually in a good frame of mind. You are not generally self conscious about yourself. You often resist any cravings or urges that you have, but sometimes you give in. You experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You genuinely like other people and openly demonstrate positive feelings toward others. You make friends quickly and it is easy for you to form close, intimate relationships. You like crowds but sometimes feel overwhelmed by them. Sometimes you feel like you need some privacy and time for yourself. You like to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. You are usually the leader in group activites. You lead a fast-paced and busy life. You move about quickly, energetically, and vigorously and are involved in many activities. You love bright lights and hustle and bustle. You are likely to take risks and seek thrills. You have a generally cheerful disposition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You prefer facts over fantasy and are more interested in what is happening in the real word. You love beauty, both in art and in nature. Sometimes you become easily involved and absorbed in artistic and natural events. You have good access to and awareness of your own feelings. Familiar routines are good, but sometimes you like to spice up your life with a bit of adventure or activity. As a person who is open-minded to new and unusual ideas, you love to play with and think about ideas. You also like to debate intellectual issues and often enjoy riddles, puzzles and brain teasers. Often you exhibit a readiness to challenge authority, convention, and traditional values. Sometimes you feel a certain degree of hostility toward rules and perhaps even enjoy ambiguity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You naturally assume that most people are fair, honest, and have good intentions. You see no need for pretense or manipulation when dealing with others and are therefore candid, frank and sincere. People find it relatively easy to relate to you. You find helping other people genuinely rewarding and are generally willing to assist those who are in need. You find that doing things for others is a form of self-fulfillment rather than self-sacrifice. You dislike confrontations and are perfectly willing to compromise or to deny your own needs in order to get along with others. You feel superior to those around you and sometimes tend to be seen as arrogant by other people. You are tenderhearted and compassionate, feeling the pain of others vicariously and are easily &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You believe that you have the intelligence, common sense, drive, and self-control necessary for achieving success. You are a reasonably organized person and like to have a certain amount of routine in your life. You have a strong sense of duty and obligation, and feel a moral obligation to do the right thing. Mostly you work towards achieving your best, although in some areas you are content just to get the job done. You have strong will-power and are able to overcome your reluctance to begin tasks. You are able to stay on track despite distractions. You are not an overly cautious person. You will think about alternatives and consequences but make up your mind fairly quickly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116109127028837607?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116109127028837607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116109127028837607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116109127028837607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116109127028837607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116090965980110778</id><published>2006-10-15T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:08.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumor</title><content type='html'>Went operation 2 weeks ago and had that tumor removed. My test report is out. The tumor is harmless. Hope that I won’t go through the bleeding session again. Its cost me nearly 1k for the ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot to those who send their regards. Really appreciate it. Thank God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116090965980110778?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116090965980110778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116090965980110778&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116090965980110778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116090965980110778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/tumor.html' title='Tumor'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116090032993110259</id><published>2006-10-15T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:08.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope</title><content type='html'>I was reading the Chinese newspaper and they have mentioned the top 5 most revengeful signs in the horoscope. So want to share with those horoscope siao one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Place – Gemini&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4th Place – Pisces&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3rd Place – Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Place – Virgo&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1st Place – Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a shocking ranking, at least, for me. I am not revengeful mah…. Rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest part is most of my closed friends fall in these groups. Does it mean that the revengeful will come together and kill one another? LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116090032993110259?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116090032993110259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116090032993110259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116090032993110259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116090032993110259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/horoscope.html' title='Horoscope'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116079630108274989</id><published>2006-10-14T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:07.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>刘德华 - 一個人</title><content type='html'>慢慢的長夜充滿著冰冷 無情的孤單穿過了體溫&lt;br /&gt;你都是一個人 只有一個人 脆弱的靈魂&lt;br /&gt;空空的房間 只有一盞燈 你說你其實很容易平衡&lt;br /&gt;就算滿臉淚痕 也不願他心疼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼愛的那麼認真 愛的那麼深 卻甘心一身傷痕&lt;br /&gt;明明他繼續四處漂泊 不聞不問 也不願面對他的不誠懇&lt;br /&gt;為什麼愛的那麼認真 愛的那麼深 你真的甘心一個人&lt;br /&gt;就算你傻傻的等 就算你一再容忍 你真的甘心一個人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你總是珍惜自己的單純 當做是一種 付出的原則&lt;br /&gt;你還是一個人 還是那一個 沉默的女人&lt;br /&gt;你說你明白所有的分寸 不願去逾越 幸福的規則&lt;br /&gt;守住他的餘溫 就守住了一生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well written.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116079630108274989?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116079630108274989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116079630108274989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116079630108274989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116079630108274989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='刘德华 - 一個人'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116048987022736641</id><published>2006-10-10T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:07.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>Crush does not mean love or like. To me, it's just a moment of very good impression and comfort where she is present. Aiyo.... I don’t fall in love easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116048987022736641?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116048987022736641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116048987022736641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116048987022736641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116048987022736641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116040312427163307</id><published>2006-10-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:48:01.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Nature</title><content type='html'>The haze in Singapore had gone out to 150 on Saturday. I was praying that there will be rain but wind came to the rescues. Everyone is suffering. The suffering was less than 36hours and I guarantee that many of us, including me are swearing and cursing. However I hope that my fellow citizen of the earth could understand the hint that Mother Nature is trying to tell us. Air and water is the source of life. Could you imagine that water is being polluted? Breathing polluted air has already caused great discomfort. How about drinking water that is not even clear to see through. You heard the screaming of your body but have you hear the screaming of the earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s not be selfish nor compare and wait. Love the earth like your own child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where human’s civilizations are built and must be prolonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful night. A night without haze &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116040312427163307?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116040312427163307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116040312427163307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116040312427163307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116040312427163307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/mother-nature_09.html' title='Mother Nature'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116040287423849824</id><published>2006-10-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:47:58.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat</title><content type='html'>The haze was so strong. I could hardly sleep last night. My age is catching up. Two years ago two days without sleep was nothing to me. But now…. Haiz….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged myself out of my bed this morning. I stared at my clock. It’s only 7am. Damed! The haze is still there busy blocking the rays from the sun. Did I mention I hate that smell? It’s spoiled my day! There is always NO DRIVE to go to school on Saturday. As usual I told my own bloody time to bathe and dress. I left the house at 9am, the time where lecture starts. This is the 1st time I rush for my train. No because that I am late but I hunger for the “fresh” air. I got this msg from Thomas when I reach TPY. “I’m on my cosy bed now.” Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood started to change once I see her. Ya! Her loh…. She is SOOOO CUTE! ORh…….. I got a crush! She is my lecturer! Never forget her confused and blur look. She is not pretty but I just can’t stop looking that her. For those who had friends that has her style or perhaps I should say character, PLS!!!!! DON’T intro me! I will be wordless in front of that “whoever”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 291px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 202px" height="226" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image731.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 258px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 202px" height="223" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image730.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man! I can’t believe I blog this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for window shopping after class….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchard is like London! But you could not smell the cool fresh air but only smoky air. This is the first time I can’t see my block clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Some of the Pics took on Sat. We are hiding in the library. Haze is looking for us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat – Seriously wounded by Haze &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hans - Wounded by Crush &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 276px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 330px" height="355" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image717.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image719.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 220px" height="256" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image719.0.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image718.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="225" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image718.0.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image724.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 313px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 220px" height="231" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image724.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so Fat! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116040287423849824?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116040287423849824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116040287423849824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116040287423849824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116040287423849824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/sat.html' title='Sat'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-116013862796042533</id><published>2006-10-06T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:47:57.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The haze is killing me!</title><content type='html'>I had been in the air con environment since 9am today. Never even left that enclosed building for my lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally after work, I will take a train home. If it’s not because that there is some upgrading work going on in the link between the MRT station and Wisma, I would not have left Takashimaya building to take the direct entrance to the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked! What had happen to Singapore! A garden filled with haze?! The haze is killing me! Can you imagine ME staying at the 14th storey????!!!!!!!!! Shit the person who stated the fire! Shit the management team that can’t put out the fire! Shit! Shit! Shit!&lt;br /&gt;*@$#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have asthma or history of asthma, please drink more water and stay at home! On your bloody air con!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-116013862796042533?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/116013862796042533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=116013862796042533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116013862796042533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/116013862796042533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze-is-killing-me.html' title='The haze is killing me!'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115997794448156495</id><published>2006-10-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:47:57.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to you! May all your dreams come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Some pics to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 278px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 229px" height="224" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image701.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 263px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 228px" height="218" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image702.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 277px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 228px" height="245" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image704.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image703.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="226" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image703.0.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 266px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 207px" height="228" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image705.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 269px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 208px" height="239" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image706.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115997794448156495?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115997794448156495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115997794448156495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115997794448156495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115997794448156495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115988075066868083</id><published>2006-10-03T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:47:57.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOST ALL my information in my PDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115988075066868083?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115988075066868083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115988075066868083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115988075066868083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115988075066868083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-lost-all-my-information-in-my-pda.html' title=''/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115920150786033571</id><published>2006-09-26T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:48.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>说爱我</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我的眼睛并不向往另一片天空&lt;br /&gt;禁止进入爱情是我说的&lt;br /&gt;谁也听不见这种孤单真可怜&lt;br /&gt;多爱一次就多些寂寞 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你为什么还是不懂我要的自由&lt;br /&gt;一句话就让你离我远了&lt;br /&gt;别让我以为快乐最后会粉碎&lt;br /&gt;人最孤单的时候绝不会掉眼泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说爱我在我的耳边对我说&lt;br /&gt;我已经真的太久忘了这种心动&lt;br /&gt;爱太难了解了我们还看不懂&lt;br /&gt;那一些心酸快乐有多少还很真呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说爱我用你的手心温暖我&lt;br /&gt;就算你不能证明爱我能爱多久&lt;br /&gt;我知道你想躲我要的并不多&lt;br /&gt;一起看天空好吗最后一分钟&lt;br /&gt;一起看天空好吗最后爱我&lt;br /&gt;说爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115920150786033571?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115920150786033571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115920150786033571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115920150786033571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115920150786033571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='说爱我'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115902028278263179</id><published>2006-09-23T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:48.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy month</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I had not been blogging for a long time. Very busy with work and to make things worst, my submission of projects and exams are all due this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared AEC presentation on the 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared AEC project on the 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared IM project and IM examination cleared today, 23rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, will be AEC examination on the 26th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow by 27th …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the new term starts on Thurday. Will have to go class on the 28th, 29th, 30th. It’s another project based modules - Marketing Research and Network Management&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks before my contracts end. Can’t wait to step back into the engineering world…. My world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115902028278263179?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115902028278263179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115902028278263179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115902028278263179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115902028278263179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/09/busy-busy-month.html' title='Busy busy month'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115859633771928429</id><published>2006-09-19T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/untitled2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/untitled2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115859633771928429?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115859633771928429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115859633771928429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115859633771928429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115859633771928429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/09/rip_115859633771928429.html' title=''/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115754925245897000</id><published>2006-09-06T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:46.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Some stuffs sound like its not serious but who know it may be a suffering in disgust. Stuffs that make me give up to fate. Sometimes I struggle. Telling myself that I hold my own fate but when stuffs come to my mind, it sound it’s all well planned and I have to give in. Thoughts fill my mind. There are only two paths left that will lead to blessing, which has two outlooks. Am I thinking too much? Maybe I am. But that’s me. Whether it’s good or bad, always plan ahead. Sometime I wonder if I were gone, who will shed a tear. Who will visit me in front of my grave every year? Who will remember me after years of noise? Will you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear no one. Never from the start and definitely&lt;/em&gt; not now. I’m just somehow tired and too sian to move on. Unless there is an answer soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115754925245897000?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115754925245897000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115754925245897000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuffs.html' title='Stuffs'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115728313571331537</id><published>2006-09-03T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:46.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redhill</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It is a tiring day. Now I understand what it is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand why he name redhill as her name. That’s when river flows of blood...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115728313571331537?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115728313571331537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115728313571331537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115728313571331537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115728313571331537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/09/redhill.html' title='Redhill'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115720007246050107</id><published>2006-09-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:44.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream to Wu (武) Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was invited to Doylin’s birthday party. She used to the boss from “Dream Bar” but recently she had sold away the pub. Guess what? She had bought over another pub, renovated it and called it the “Wu(武) Bar”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream bar is still a dream after all. Used to have great times with my bros and 猪朋狗友. But somehow, things seem so different now. Really miss those days. It will be memoires, a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image683.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="240" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image683.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wu Bar” is a beautiful pub. Compare with “Dream Bar”, where all furniture is black, “Wu Bar” comes with everything that is white. Hmm… I guess it won’t be beautiful after months. Yellowish? Still a KTV bar but there is no tv sets nor projects at all. It’s all brand new LCD screens.Even with “Cordon Bleu” on the table, like usual, I never take any alcoholics drinks. Sang one song. I sounded quite bad. Not as good as before. Maybe it’s because I never drink. But who cares? I am not the only one that sounds bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image685.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 285px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 221px" height="229" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image685.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image684.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 280px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 222px" height="249" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image684.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We order a big cake from “Crystal Jade”. They have spent quite some time and effort to bring it into the pub. Once it is placed on the pool table, it took up two-third of the pool table size.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image686.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 287px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 239px" height="249" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image686.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess how many candles come with it? 100pcs! 0.25 years old for each candle. Happy “25th” Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image687.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 293px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 179px" height="253" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image687.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know a new friend. Don’t really like him. His actions spoiled his own status. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost forgot. Address of Wu Bar: 76 Circular Road #01-01.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before i end this post, I would like to stress that humans should not have the kind of impressions that all pubs are low class. But if you think that you are super high class and super rich, then don't go pubs. Go nightclubs or country clubs. If not, don’t act so high&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;class in front of me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115720007246050107?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115720007246050107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115720007246050107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115720007246050107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115720007246050107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/09/dream-to-wu-bar.html' title='Dream to Wu (武) Bar'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115695276297475083</id><published>2006-08-30T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:43.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time wasted</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Time wasted a day = 6hrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time wasted a year = 6 x 365 days = 2,190 hrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time wasted a life time = 2190 x 80 yrs = 175,200 hrs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;175,200 hrs = 7300 days = 20 years!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can you do with 20 years?????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115695276297475083?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115695276297475083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115695276297475083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115695276297475083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115695276297475083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-wasted.html' title='Time wasted'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115633897480613193</id><published>2006-08-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History &amp; Lessons Learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 284px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 209px" height="238" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image671.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 274px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 208px" height="238" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image672.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past year -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been a year from my last birthday. During this year, many things happened. There is an equal balance of happiness and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub paper:&lt;br /&gt;I got my first sub paper in my entire life. So sain. It’s a bridging module. Economics kills. If I dun clear it, it will affect my main Bcom modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job:&lt;br /&gt;After doing some weightage on the consequences, I quit my job. Some of my friends think I am silly while others say I have a good life. There are pros and cons. I gave up a potential job together with the spending power. In return, I got more time to concentrate on my studies. Maybe no more working stresses but the stress for studying had doubled. Imagine a full time student that does not do well in his study? “Quantity time without discipline is nothing.” More stress right? Till today, I never regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6mths Break VS Holiday Trip:&lt;br /&gt;The tough part is I got to make a decision between using my savings to maintain my expanses for these 6 months of break; or using my savings for a short holiday in Australia and stay in my job in returns of lesser concentration for my bridging modules. In the end, I chose 6 months of break. People asked me how am I going to survive without an income. It’s simple. Save in advance and cut or reduce outflows. The theory of “Saving for raining days” has proved true for years. This few months had taught me how to manage my “flows” better. It was extremely hard in the last few weeks and I find that if one can’t give up his /her own luxuries needs, how can one plan for the future? Living standard is high in this small island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;I got 6 months of rest. All my headaches and heartaches are gone. I feel much better after recharged and I’m really for to fight for my career for the next 24 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking:&lt;br /&gt;The best part is I quit drinking for my beloved heath. This also means that one of my “outflows” is gone. I also try to eat less meat. Healthy diet mah… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Past 24 years -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking back at the upper half of my life, 24 years of thoughts flushed in my mind. I learn a lot and I really grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;24 years ago, death nearly takes away my life when my first cry was heard on a taxi. Luckily, I was saved. I find that life is priceless. This is the reason why I hate those who treat life as a form of rubbish especially those who choose to abandon their own fresh and blood. I am so grateful that I am given a chance to suffer in this world to understand what hardships are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family:&lt;br /&gt;I have a good family. A father who has been there always to support the whole family without any complains. He may be cold from outside but I know that within him, he loves everyone in the family. Ya~ Got any parents who don’t love their children one meh. Except some of them are a little bit “Pian Xin” like… Ahem…. Since the day I was born, I understand and know that he had never spent a day enjoying. The only entertainment he has is watching TV at home. Even though I never say out loud, he is the one I respected most. I learned technical skills from him when I am a kid. I also learned my “basic” cold attitude from him and modify into my own throughout the years. Add a bit of irritating, sickening, straight, warm, truthful and crappy ingredients underneath the “cold mountain” that always follows the “Whatever cum whose care” rule. I will take over the responsible soon. It is time to you to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is the one that work so hard for the daily needs of the family. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. She has been suffering ever since my brother had his 1st cry. I simply love her cooking especially the soup she makes for the family. My size tells it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of them, I am able to carry on my work or studies without any worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends:&lt;br /&gt;I have good friends around me that really care for me. I find that friendships are not about how many years you know them but how truthful they are. Nothing beats truthful friends. Friends are someone that will accompany you when you are sad. Friends are someone that you want to share your joys and sadness with. Friends help one another but they are not “tools”. Bros are like your special “wives”. They are the one that will be there to support you when you need help or, perhaps, one that lend you a listening ear when things are so inconvenient to tell your partner. Deep in my heart, I really appreciated those who are there for me. You know who you are. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different Types of Humans:&lt;br /&gt;For the past 24 years, I see lots of different types of people. I came to realize how dark this world is. Humans are basically ugly. 2 years 4 months in army and 1 year 2 months in working life prove it true. I really learnt a lot of thing that will be useful in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions:&lt;br /&gt;I also understand that a decision can change one’s life. I find that people should not be regret on the decision they had made, unless they never give a thought about it. Life is like a balancing machine. You got to weight the foreseen consequences. Once decided, go for it and leave no regrets. There is no point blaming unforeseen consequences and those around you. It’s your decision. Life is already filled with mysteries and together with our own unique flaws, life become interesting? Life will be boring when you know what is going to happen. Isn’t it? Be brave and move on like the earth after years of pollutions created by mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil Tongue:&lt;br /&gt;I see and understand how evil a tongue is. If I am not wrong, I read it in the bible. Sometime, whether its white lies, words of criticize or praise or even sweet talk can hurt or heal which will indirect change a life. I realized that sometimes there is no need to explain much. It is absolutely no use when one is angry and wants to nail you to your end. Basically what explanations you give are all rubbish when the theory of “picking bones in the egg” applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generation Gaps:&lt;br /&gt;I also realize that how generation gaps are created. Three things…&lt;br /&gt;Elderly basically just don’t listen.&lt;br /&gt;They don’t ask and presume that they know what we are thinking. AND they want us to think like them.&lt;br /&gt;They don’t admit they are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;What is lost will never return. Even if it does, it is not what it is used to be. Whether it’s better or worst… BUT there are always hopes on earth. Accepting it’s lost and pray there is hope. In life, everyone will lose the one that they love. Sooner or later, it will be our parents. Life is so fragile. One day, we will be the decision maker and got to face the world alone. It’s not the “comfortable bed” we used to live in but it will be “a bed with nails” when we are facing this cruel world. Everyone must “grow and learn to fly” before this day actually arrived. Life is not only about falling and getting hurt. It’s about learning how to stand up and fly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these 24 years, I lost a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret I never get the contact numbers of one of my close friend in primary school. If I am not wrong, his name is HanBin. During that time, he is living in Bishan. Wonder how he is doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my grandma… Someone who will always give me and my bro allowances to buy sweets. Someone who will give in to our temper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my beloved doggie. She had been there for me for 10 years. She is the 1st when I am down. I really really miss her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost someone who should not be in my lost list. I miss you. I know there is no ways out now. I just hope you are happy. You will always be in my heart from the beginning till the end. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aims and Goals:&lt;br /&gt;After “smoking” and searching for my aims and goals for the past 20 years, I finally find what I really want in life. Plans are out. It’s only a matter of time that I will soar like an eagle. Yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper half of my life is about growing, leaning and searching for what I really want. It had come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today mark the beginning of the lower half of my life. I guess it will be tougher than before. I’m ready to face it and learn till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my birthday. My three wishes will be the same as the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hope the world will be in peace&lt;br /&gt;2) Good health for my family members. If possible, everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one…. keep in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="232" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image670.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 25th Birthday, Hanquan…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sun rays break through the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Paths are clearer.&lt;br /&gt;Where obstacles are seen,&lt;br /&gt;Destination is still too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sort out my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Memories seemed like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But I could no longer live in them,&lt;br /&gt;As today will never be like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May my heart be clear and sound,&lt;br /&gt;As the stone replaced the sponge.&lt;br /&gt;For what had abandoned has found,&lt;br /&gt;And what had been emotional is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who had left,&lt;br /&gt;Will be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not worth,&lt;br /&gt;Will be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who never give up on me,&lt;br /&gt;I will never give up on them.&lt;br /&gt;For those who place me in their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;I will never close my doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay my heavy amour,&lt;br /&gt;I understand the responsibility I hold.&lt;br /&gt;As I equip myself with sword and shield,&lt;br /&gt;I know my path will be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I leave my scouting position,&lt;br /&gt;I’m no longer a follower who only looked from far.&lt;br /&gt;But a leader that decides and commands,&lt;br /&gt;Marching his way towards the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the sun, rise at destination, is beautiful and the water beneath the well is sweet….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSiew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115633897480613193?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115633897480613193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115633897480613193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115633897480613193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115633897480613193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/history-lessons-learnt.html' title='History &amp; Lessons Learnt'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115633925213003233</id><published>2006-08-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:41.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner @ Sukura</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Went to Sakura for dinner with my ex-colleague. So touched! They actually remember my birthday. I only know them for barely two years and had left the company for 6months! They still remember! Really got noting to say………. except Thank You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 216px" height="214" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image674.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 280px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 237px" height="244" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image676.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 289px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 238px" height="246" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image677.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 283px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 226px" height="252" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image678.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 286px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 225px" height="261" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image675.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115633925213003233?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115633925213003233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115633925213003233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115633925213003233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115633925213003233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/dinner-sukura.html' title='Dinner @ Sukura'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115617511764187381</id><published>2006-08-21T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:40.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Guess what DR Vicshit commented after we end our presentation. He said that silence during the Q&amp;amp;A means audience don’t understand what we are presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please! If they don’t understand, they will ask questions loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned that if you get a UWA degree in 2006, at the end of 2009 your pay will be around 6k-7k per month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A degree with 3 years of experience??! You got a certificate profession consultant / engineer's pay! What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe with commission, for example a 5 million project, MAYBE you may get that amount! And is not monthly loh! What is he talking? Showing that he is earning 15k for the title of DR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“With that pay, you can start to be a Yuppie!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he dun know what is yuppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect people with substances. And I respect U, Vicshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! Why my toes are laughing?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115617511764187381?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115617511764187381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115617511764187381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115617511764187381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115617511764187381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115596368654995687</id><published>2006-08-19T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of work</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Friday! First day of work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just give a brief introduction of what I am working as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working as an administrative assistant in the HR Department of an international HR consulting company. The company has a shocking turnover each year. No wonder they could afford such a grand office with many fingerprint securities. The chairman is a Singaporean and till today, I still believe Singaporean can make things BIG. He is only in his mid 30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;古人说：英雄不怕出生低！If he can do it, we can do it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the HR department, I am the officially 用人 for the three ladies enclosed in a glass enclosure with a thumb print security system. So well protected leh. Need to go through 2 thumbprint securities to reach me! Hahahaha! Sound like I am a 小男人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce the Senior Regional HR Manager. In-charge of the HR in countries except Singapore and Malaysia. Sexy mother of two. But very serious when it comes to work. I planned to have lunch with three of them but they are so busy. No time for lunch! The Senior Regional HR Manager even went to packet food for them. They even OT after office hour. The most disappointed part for the day is when she told me to go for lunch anytime if I feel hungry, PR FAILED LOH! In the end, I got bread for lunch since I hate having meals alone… Window shopping after that, so call lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lady is the Regional HR Manager. In-charge of the HR in Singapore and Malaysia. Looks like a mother to me. The company has a “Welcome” party for me and I am too shy to join them. She actually took a plate of food for me. She is so sweet to do that on my 1st day at work. I guess only mothers will have that kind of instinct to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third lady is in charged of payroll. She is the youngest among the ladies. I guess she is not married. Cute at times... Beside Kopi auntie, she is the 2nd person I talk to. She warned that HR is a boring job. I dun believe it. What else is more boring than staying at home? Furthermore, a boring person like me can take all boring jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I raise my hands and legs and shouted, “Help!!!! It’s killing me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my team mates after work. Discussion was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that my “f**k up” attitude is back. Wonder if its link with my job or the reality that I got to be more serious about what I am doing. Most pro, I still like that attitude I had in poly. Don’t know lah~ Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a plate of dessert after discussion. Met Sister Nancy and went for my BBQ Dinner @ Marina. Nancy was really funny yesterday loh! She was the one that really brightened my boring day! I can’t stop laughing till now. I bet she is laughing if she is reading this. Anyway, I promise her I won’t tell anyone about this, provided I have that 5 years policy for free! Hahahaha~~~~ C!!! I am soooo nice to you….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went KTV after dinner (perhaps I should call it supper) It has been months since I went KTV. My voice is already so shitty and now it’s getting worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 3+ in the morning… Six hours of sleep is not enough! I was waked up by a call offering a position as an engineer. That will be two months later where my contract expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a nap soon after checking my mails.…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115596368654995687?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115596368654995687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115596368654995687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115596368654995687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115596368654995687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115581802680833371</id><published>2006-08-17T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:39.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I have not been shopping since I resigned. I pray and hope that one day I will step into some of the grand shopping centers in Orchard again. GOD had answered my prayer today! I found a job in Ngee Ann City! But… HE had misunderstood me. I guess it’s because of my English. I should have prayed to get a high paid job rather than stepping into the grand shopping center. Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it’s lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start work tomorrow. It’s a five days week work. 9am-6pm. Haiz… I hate having lunch alone unless I do some PR tomorrow. If failed, most pro I will do some window shopping instead of having my 60 minutes lunch. So sianz….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115581802680833371?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115581802680833371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115581802680833371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115581802680833371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115581802680833371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115547879295011230</id><published>2006-08-13T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:38.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Riding bike in the rain is so fun. I could feel the coldness in the atmosphere mixing with the warmth of my body. Water is splashing against the helmet and my body. I could feel the wetness from within, I enjoyed the ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115547879295011230?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115547879295011230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115547879295011230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115547879295011230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115547879295011230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115522123878810215</id><published>2006-08-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just hard to find</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"it's really so hard just to find someone you love, it's even harder to get that person to love you so please do cherish whoever came to your life because if you missed it, you can only weep yourself to bed every night as there won't be any coming along that soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some said, love, when one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fade away, and one tend to ignore the true love lies in between the peace and dullness. Love shows in any form, even a very little and corny form, it has never been a model, it could be the most incurious form... flowers, romantic moments is only the buckish formed on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Jessica's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115522123878810215?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115522123878810215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115522123878810215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115522123878810215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115522123878810215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-hard-to-find.html' title='Just hard to find'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115513872140081180</id><published>2006-08-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:38.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loner but not lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is National Day!!! Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s still a boring day for me. Everyday is Sunday except Saturday. Three more weeks before August end. This also marks the end of my holidays. Without wasting time, I have sent out some resumes today. Hope to get some replies soon. Btw, I am looking for a job that will last me about 2-3 months. Any lobangs???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Eileen on MSN while I am sending out my resumes. Out of sudden, she asked if I am waiting for my ex to return. What a sudden question out of no where loh and it’s definitely not in our scope of conversation. I asked her why makes her ask this question. Guess what her reason is. She sensed this becoz the songs that I intro her are all sad songs…. Arh de~ Win liao loh. Anyway, I am not waiting for anyone. 时间不留人。And I am not those guys that it’s a must to have a partner. Hmm… If r/s come, I take. If not, I won’t seek. I guess girls won’t want an unsecured boyfriend or husband bah. I think that guys should concentrate on career first. What promises can a guy give if there is nothing to back what he say? Empty promises? Maybe I am wrong. Maybe yes? Maybe no? It’s subjective! Sound familiar right? Bet HE will say that for tomorrow lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a call from an old friend yesterday. Haahaa… It had been a long time since I heard her “blur” voice. Shall meet up for supper one of these days…….. Swear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this URL for Jess.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.107.peugeot.co.uk/peugeot.swf"&gt;http://www.107.peugeot.co.uk/peugeot.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore! Hope that the nation GDP will increase in a constant manner. India and China also must boom! Like tat investment will grow mah. Hahaaha! Nancy hor!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115513872140081180?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115513872140081180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115513872140081180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115513872140081180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115513872140081180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/loner-but-not-lonely.html' title='Loner but not lonely'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115495985123584887</id><published>2006-08-07T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:37.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt;Kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindness is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend. You want someone who will go through everything with you - the best moments and the worst, and all of those other moments in between. You love to be able to say anything to your partner, and have them say anything to you. You are able to be extremely close with your partner for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Perfect BF/GF Piechart - QuizGalaxy.com" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/bfgf_piechart-1-3-3-3-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=57"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115495985123584887?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115495985123584887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115495985123584887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115495985123584887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115495985123584887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/hm.html' title='Hm.'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115485533757596530</id><published>2006-08-06T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:37.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Lau - Xu Ji</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Perfect~ Listen to the lyrics..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JtnAXNnXP6E" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;很难相信我会在这里遇见你&lt;br /&gt;这究竟算是巧合还是场梦境&lt;br /&gt;四目相对 太多事&lt;br /&gt;我们一时无法整理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你笑着叹着说着 他已成过去&lt;br /&gt;我笑着装着听着 快不能呼吸&lt;br /&gt;那些回忆 开始忽远忽近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这么多年来&lt;br /&gt;我依旧一个人 活在你的阴影里&lt;br /&gt;要命的是你又勾起&lt;br /&gt;我心里埋葬的那个奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有没有续集 (一定会有续集)&lt;br /&gt;连接断了线的我和你&lt;br /&gt;你心上受伤的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;能否由我来抚平&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;应该有续集&lt;br /&gt;好让我的等待有结局&lt;br /&gt;冥冥中有一个上帝&lt;br /&gt;要我和你证明爱有奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe I would happen to meet you here&lt;br /&gt;Is this actually a coincidence, or a dreamland?&lt;br /&gt;Four eyes facing each other, it's too much; for a moment we can't sort it out&lt;br /&gt;Laughing, sighing, you tell me: "He's already in the past."&lt;br /&gt;Laughing, pretending, I listen, almost unable to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Those memories suddenly begin to be both far and near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these years, I lived alone in your shadow as before&lt;br /&gt;The worst is, you've once again captured the miracle in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a sequel, connecting the broken thread between you and I?&lt;br /&gt;Those scars of pain in your heart, may I be the one to comfort you?&lt;br /&gt;There should be a sequel, to let my waiting finally come to an end&lt;br /&gt;Inperceptively but inexorably, there is a God who wants us to prove the miracle of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115485533757596530?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115485533757596530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115485533757596530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115485533757596530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115485533757596530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/andy-lau-xu-ji.html' title='Andy Lau - Xu Ji'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115485467974306455</id><published>2006-08-06T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:37.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我还在等你</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One of my favourite singer during primary school days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUfF6MuCRKk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最喜欢带着你 开着车一起看风景&lt;br /&gt;背对背靠着你 吹着风看水中倒影&lt;br /&gt;你爱听的歌曲 我每天不断的在听&lt;br /&gt;只是想寻找你的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;我还在这里等着你&lt;br /&gt;没忘记我们的约定 要一起去旅行&lt;br /&gt;想走遍世界各地 留下我们的足迹&lt;br /&gt;梦中的爱情多美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还在这里等着你&lt;br /&gt;你是不是已经忘记 要一起摘星星&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼转过头去 才发现失去你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最喜欢带着你 开着车一起看风景&lt;br /&gt;背对背靠着你 吹着风看水中倒影&lt;br /&gt;你爱听的歌曲 我每天不断的在听&lt;br /&gt;只是想寻找你的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还在这里等着你&lt;br /&gt;没忘记我们的约定 要一起去旅行&lt;br /&gt;想走遍世界各地 留下我们的足迹&lt;br /&gt;梦中的爱情多美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还在这里等着你&lt;br /&gt;你是不是已经忘记 要一起摘星星&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼转过头去 才发现失去你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想找个人告诉你 我真的很想你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115485467974306455?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115485467974306455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115485467974306455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115485467974306455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115485467974306455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='我还在等你'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115453808413434307</id><published>2006-08-03T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:36.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A little bird was flying south for the wiNter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground in a large field. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how warm it was. The dung actually warm him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. FolloWing the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115453808413434307?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115453808413434307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115453808413434307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115453808413434307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115453808413434307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/lesson.html' title='Lesson'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115449527003021135</id><published>2006-08-02T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:36.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Above All</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Michael W. Smith \ Above All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all powers above all kings&lt;br /&gt;Above all nature and all created things&lt;br /&gt;Above all wisdom and all the ways of man&lt;br /&gt;You were here before the world began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all kindgoms above all thrones&lt;br /&gt;Above all wonders the world has ever known&lt;br /&gt;Above all wealth and treasure of the earth&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to measure what You're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crucified laid behind a stone&lt;br /&gt;You lived to die rejected and alone&lt;br /&gt;Like a rose trampled on the ground&lt;br /&gt;You took the fall and thought of me&lt;br /&gt;Above all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115449527003021135?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115449527003021135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115449527003021135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115449527003021135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115449527003021135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/above-all.html' title='Above All'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115449594070588388</id><published>2006-08-02T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:36.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EQ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dbd7d2;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 140&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eceae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115449594070588388?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115449594070588388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115449594070588388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115449594070588388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115449594070588388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/08/eq.html' title='EQ?'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115427162966813984</id><published>2006-07-30T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:35.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse; TEXT-ALIGN: center; border-spacing: 0px"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; BACKGROUND: #ccf; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: top; BORDER-LEFT: #000 1px solid; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 1px solid"&gt;&lt;h2 style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;Arena&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 0.7em"&gt;(known to self and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#0000ff;" &gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#0000ff;" &gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#0000ff;" &gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#0000ff;" &gt;mature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; BACKGROUND: #fcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: top; BORDER-LEFT: #000 1px solid; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 1px solid"&gt;&lt;h2 style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;Blind Spot&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 0.7em"&gt;(known only to others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;accepting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#480000;"&gt;calm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6d0000;"&gt;complex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#480000;"&gt;dependable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#480000;"&gt;idealistic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;logical&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#910000;" &gt;observant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#480000;"&gt;reflective&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#480000;"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;self-assertive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;sensible&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#ff0000;" &gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#480000;"&gt;sympathetic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#b60000;" &gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#240000;"&gt;wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; BACKGROUND: #cfc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: top; BORDER-LEFT: #000 1px solid; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 1px solid"&gt;&lt;h2 style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;Façade&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 0.7em"&gt;(known only to self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;caring, cheerful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; BACKGROUND: #ccc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; BORDER-LEFT: #000 1px solid; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 1px solid"&gt;&lt;h2 style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;Unknown&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 0.7em"&gt;(known to nobody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 0.8em"&gt;able, adaptable, brave, clever, confident, dignified, energetic, extroverted, giving, happy, ingenious, intelligent, introverted, kind, loving, modest, nervous, organised, powerful, proud, quiet, relaxed, religious, responsive, self-conscious, spontaneous, tense, warm, witty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Dominant Traits&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;77% of people think that HQS is sentimental&lt;br /&gt;55% of people think that HQS is trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;All Percentages&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;sentimental (77%) trustworthy (55%) observant (44%) complex (33%) mature (22%) searching (22%) calm (22%) dependable (22%) friendly (22%) Sympathetic (22%) helpful (22%) idealistic (22%) independent (22%) reflective (22%) knowledgeable (11%) logical (11%) patient (11%) self-assertive (11%) sensible (11%) shy (11%) silly (11%) wise (11%) bold (11%) accepting (11%)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya This is a silly test.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115427162966813984?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115427162966813984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115427162966813984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115427162966813984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115427162966813984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/silly-test.html' title='Silly Test'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115422638394855339</id><published>2006-07-30T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:35.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>重来</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;有多少爱 能重来&lt;br /&gt;多少人愿意等待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;失去之后才明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走进回忆的安排&lt;br /&gt;一幕一幕的对白&lt;br /&gt;上演我们的未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待 原来是一种伤害&lt;br /&gt;深爱的人已离开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是我不该 忽略你给我的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;现在我只想 回到最初的时候&lt;br /&gt;不愿让你再泪流&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;寂寞时候 只有你会陪着我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想 回到最初的时候&lt;br /&gt;我知道你还爱着我&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的你 请你握紧我的手&lt;br /&gt;请你看看我 真的需要你的我&lt;br /&gt;一切重头 (只要你回头)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115422638394855339?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115422638394855339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115422638394855339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115422638394855339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115422638394855339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_30.html' title='重来'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115414964100320198</id><published>2006-07-29T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Readers, please help me to understand myself better. Click on the link and do a small quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=HQS"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=HQS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115414964100320198?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115414964100320198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115414964100320198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115414964100320198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115414964100320198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115392786182786900</id><published>2006-07-26T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:30.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Penis Festival in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Can you believe it? Japanese worship dicks? They even got a Penis Festival. Got to check with WK when there is a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="212" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine10.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 260px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 214px" height="236" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine11.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 261px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 214px" height="208" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine12.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 266px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 216px" height="242" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine13.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 258px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 211px" height="238" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine14.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 262px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 214px" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine26.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 259px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 228px" height="260" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine69.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/shrine98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 260px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 226px" height="234" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/shrine98.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luckily, there is no Japanese in the food court while I am enjoying my Ice Kachang. I am sure I can't stop laughing when they knee infront of me and, of course, my Kachang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115392786182786900?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115392786182786900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115392786182786900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是邻居还是伴侣 时间带来残忍结局&lt;br /&gt;在爱情的隔壁住友情　界线太锐利&lt;br /&gt;对不起　就一刀切开所有亲密&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼底星空 流星开始坠落&lt;br /&gt;每一滴眼泪说着你要好好走&lt;br /&gt;转过身跌入黑洞&lt;br /&gt;看着天长地久变两种漂泊&lt;br /&gt;男人流泪比流血加倍心痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼底星空 流星跌落手中&lt;br /&gt;我静静握着抬头向上天祈求&lt;br /&gt;愿你先找到温柔&lt;br /&gt;有人包扎伤口也挡住寂寞&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你陪我被爱 听雨吹风&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用三年去维系感情&lt;br /&gt;用三秒钟结束关系&lt;br /&gt;剩回忆能回去能温习能把你抱紧&lt;br /&gt;就算爱烧成灰烬扬起变乌云&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢他给你　给一个爱你的星空&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115388420081610946?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115388420081610946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115388420081610946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115388420081610946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115388420081610946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_26.html' title='眼底星空'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115372746956886714</id><published>2006-07-24T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:30.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>用兵之道</title><content type='html'>用兵之道：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虎以人那是同一家，因虎毒不食子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但若灰了本义，如猪犬不如。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那怕他报读诗书，有理代人，此人又如何上任重任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但若上任，如冷血一般，又如何负重，如何让主帅不担忧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115372746956886714?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115372746956886714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115372746956886714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115372746956886714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115372746956886714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_24.html' title='用兵之道'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115365885723647226</id><published>2006-07-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:29.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy like F</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Has not been blogging for the past few days. The project-based modules I took this term have packed me with reports and projects. These projects are not as simple as I thought. Take the projects for International Marketing. A lot of researches need to be done before you could submit the first assignment. For the assignment 2, The Marketing Plan, is even worst! Perhaps I am not capable that’s why I worried too much. I find that it’s not as simple as those projects I have done before. My humble advise to all my fellows classmates… Please start planning your meetings before the “fire” start burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at the deadlines for my reports and project, I decided to finish my portion before the mid of August. My holidays are coming to an end and I will be starting work soon. I need to clear as much things as possible and pray that schoolworks will not clash with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I got my individual Econs project back. So glad that I never fail. Managed to get 75 out of 100 which means I need to get another 40 marks for my written paper to pass. Exam is on the 1st Aug, which means another 8 more days to go and I have not start my revision. I am still doing my portion for the IM assignment 1 which the diedline falls on the 4th day after my Econs Exam. Argh!! So pack! I guess I will start my revision on Tuesday. Since it’s a bridging module, I don’t need to score. Just a pass will do. Pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stress! I want to catch a movie before Econs Exam! Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Tomorrow got class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to carry on with my schoolwork again. Ciao~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115365885723647226?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115365885723647226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115365885723647226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115365885723647226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115365885723647226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/busy-like-f.html' title='Busy like F'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115305949944219631</id><published>2006-07-16T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV-WO AI NI (FULL VERSION)</title><content type='html'>爱一个人不一定要拥有他/她，只要他/她幸 福，快乐，那就是自己觉得最安慰的事了...不 是吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pk4_7dDDGPk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pk4_7dDDGPk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115305949944219631?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115305949944219631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115305949944219631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115305949944219631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115305949944219631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/mtv-wo-ai-ni-full-version.html' title='MTV-WO AI NI (FULL VERSION)'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115298280442261100</id><published>2006-07-16T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:28.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你到底爱谁</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Nice Song...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMsI_PCH5K8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115298280442261100?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115298280442261100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115298280442261100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115298280442261100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115298280442261100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_16.html' title='你到底爱谁'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115281068762603220</id><published>2006-07-14T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:28.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monk Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I miss the pop corns you made for me… Miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monk story kept ringing in my head. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old monk and a young monk&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the river&lt;br /&gt;Rushing to get back to their temple&lt;br /&gt;While they are walking, they saw a young lady standing beside the river&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to cross the river but she dun wan to wet her feet&lt;br /&gt;So the old monk saw this&lt;br /&gt;And he carried the lady across the river&lt;br /&gt;The young monk saw this and puzzled why the monk do this&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it suppose that monks should not touch women&lt;br /&gt;The old monk returned&lt;br /&gt;And they cont their way&lt;br /&gt;They walk and walk and walk&lt;br /&gt;The young monk, in the end cant tahan, asked the old monk&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you touch the lady? I thought we are not suppose to come in contact with woman”&lt;br /&gt;The old man smiled and looked at the young monk.&lt;br /&gt;He answered…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我已经放下了， 为什么你还放不下。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I hope you have never put any of those "stuffs" down…. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday is coming. My room is still filled with things that marked your fingerprints.&lt;/em&gt; Memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Argh~ I am thinking too much again. NiteZ.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115281068762603220?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115281068762603220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115281068762603220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115281068762603220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115281068762603220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/monk-story.html' title='The Monk Story'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115269095084798658</id><published>2006-07-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:28.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ Dinner @ maRina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 257px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 245px" height="243" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image642.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 273px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 244px" height="263" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image640.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look aren’t they looked like the Left Protector and the Right Protector in the movie? Lin, the Left Protector! Caster, the Right Protector! Haahaahaa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 263px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 238px" height="229" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image643.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caster had been a big eater that day. He said chicken and pork in Australia are very expensive. I guess he is trying to fulfill his hunger of meats, that he had missed for the past few months. In the end... ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 278px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 238px" height="221" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image641.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bao daaaaaooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw, he was my understudy when we are still in army. Those days sucks coz he always tekang me. Sob! Now he is taking his Master in Australia. At the age of 23?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whaaa… Isn’t he looks like Garfield?? Shanice, thought of intro him to you but since you had found your Mango........ Right? Haahaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="249" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image639.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oilver! He looks better when he is smiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After dinner we decided to drop my Settlers Cafe at Clarke Quay but in the end find out that it was closed on Monday. So no choice loh. Go to his competitor, Mindcafe. Mindcafe is located at Prinsep street. Just beside the Hark Music Cafe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="235" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image646.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 293px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 235px" height="252" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image645.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We played two different types of games as we are only left with two hours before they closed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="241" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image650.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 297px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 242px" height="220" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image648.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 316px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 251px" height="257" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image649.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coda! Boring Game!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="255" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image651.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 292px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 256px" height="232" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image652.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="206" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image647.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am the Boss". Very nice game. It about making deals and the one who got the highest amount of money wins. We love this game! Try this game the next time you visit them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So sian~ Got to settle my Econs Report.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115269095084798658?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115269095084798658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115269095084798658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115269095084798658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115269095084798658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/bbq-dinner-marina.html' title='BBQ Dinner @ maRina'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115250539777440798</id><published>2006-07-10T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I had SMS them that I want to redrawn from their group. As usual, no reply from them… its okay. I think they are not interested anyway. There is no such thing that I can’t live without anyone. So let it be...  Got an email….. “ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, we call them FRIENDS.” &lt;br /&gt;Hmm… Agree. Sometimes friends are called angels as well as devils. Friends that are devil in disguise do exist too. This phrase kept me wondering if I am an angel or a devil…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… Got to start on my Econs project already……&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115250539777440798?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115250539777440798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115250539777440798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115250539777440798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115250539777440798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115237983388126396</id><published>2006-07-09T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:22.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Econs Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I skipped the International Marketing class today as it had clashed with my Econs class. I understand that Econs is just a bridging module but I had missed two lessons. MC + SM Exam = Missed Econs Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed off my Econs group mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: Have you guys decided on the topics of our project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM1: Yap. Decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: So what is the topic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM1: I don’t know. GM2 decide one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: (WTF! I have been asking since June. Till today not yet confirm. Must have a campaign to announce is it? ) Hmm… Do you have any idea when must we hand in the project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM1: 21 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: (Fu*K you! It’s 14 July and its only 7 days away!) *Smile and start to SMS GM2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;At the end of the class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: Don’t forget to hand in the project next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM1: *Turn and look at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: *Sense GM1 looking at me but dun care. Con’t SMSing my friend.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM1: Have you heard what she said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: *Smile* Yes! I SMS GM2 just now but he never reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM1: *Panic* Aiya! I dun know what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HQ: *Smile* (He is your friend. He took all the project papers and never come for class. I wanted to start since June. SMS both of you for the topic no one reply. What else u wants me to do? I got projects, case study and Econs exam around the corner. And will be starting working soon. Both of you are screwing my bloody time. CCB!) *Packed up and left*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they don’t confirm with me by Sunday, I will start on my own. I can’t take a knife and point at both of you to ask you to be interested in your study. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Took a bath and my phone rang. The next moment I am meeting Zhiwei for supper. We went to NUS for prata. Have a nice chat. Next we went for a tour around Singapore. We landed in Changi. Another nice chat about the future and our retirement plans. Haahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time a place flew so close to me. It’s estimated about 3-4 storeys above me. Reached home at 2+ am. A few more hours before lesson start…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Our next project: Market fish balls in Mexico! SO COOL~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115237983388126396?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115237983388126396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115237983388126396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115237983388126396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115237983388126396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/econs-project.html' title='Econs Project'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115210698595859737</id><published>2006-07-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:21.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears.... You Don't Know me</title><content type='html'>Tears by X Japan&lt;br /&gt;album: Dahlia (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VbRePxXTNY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VbRePxXTNY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doko ni yukebaii anata to hanarete&lt;br /&gt;ima wa sugisatta toki ni toi kakete&lt;br /&gt;nagasugita yuru ni tobi dachi wo yume mita&lt;br /&gt;Ikoku no sora mitsumete kodoko wo dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* nagareru namida wo toki no kaze ni kasanete&lt;br /&gt;owaranai anata no toiki wo kanjite&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONELINESS, YOUR SILENT WHISPER&lt;br /&gt;FILLS A RIVER OF TEARS THROUGH THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY, YOU NEVER LET ME CRY&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU, YOU NEVER SAID GOODBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES OUR TEARS BLINDED THE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;WE LOST OUT DREAMS ALONG THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;BUT I NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D TRADE YOUR SOUL TO THE FATES&lt;br /&gt;NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D LEAVE ME ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME THROUGH THE RAIN HAS SET ME FREE&lt;br /&gt;SANDS OF TIME WILL KEEP YOUR MEMORY&lt;br /&gt;LOVE EVERLASTING FADES AWAY&lt;br /&gt;ALIVE WITHIN YOUR BEATLESS HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagareru namida wo toki no kaze ni kasanete&lt;br /&gt;owaranai kanashimi wo aoi-bara ni kaete&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DRY YOUR TEARS WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble-You Don't Know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/USU72iTPsxo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/USU72iTPsxo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like his voice.... Sound mature. I thought he is an old man. I was wrong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115210698595859737?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115210698595859737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115210698595859737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115210698595859737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115210698595859737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/tears-you-dont-know-me.html' title='Tears.... You Don&apos;t Know me'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115202216889157254</id><published>2006-07-04T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:21.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian X3</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;UWA Exam period has ended today. Yeah~ Guess what. The next term will start on Thursday. *Sian*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bridging module, Econs project is due this month. Exam on 1st Aug. *Sian*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General funds are out. Reserve funds are in….*Sian*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115202216889157254?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115202216889157254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115202216889157254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115202216889157254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115202216889157254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/sian-x3.html' title='Sian X3'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115193673275181994</id><published>2006-07-03T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:21.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>总在回忆里才看得清</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am studying for me Strategy Marketing. Don’t know why out of the sudden I begin to sing “Feng”. My “itchy” hand started to play the song on my CD player. As I begin to sing with the background song, memories flooded my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this song does not exist during my army days but it some how re-cap those days we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我聆听沉寂已久的心情&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;总在回忆里才看得清&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;过往温柔已经被时间上锁 只剩挥散不去的难过&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;我把爱烧成了落叶 却换不回熟悉的那张脸&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;爱你穿越时间 两行来自秋末的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;让爱渗透了地面 我要的只是你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;想唤醒被遗忘的爱情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exam tomorrow... No mood to start anything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115193673275181994?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115193673275181994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115193673275181994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115193673275181994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115193673275181994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='总在回忆里才看得清'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115150356710080598</id><published>2006-06-28T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:20.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U WHo</title><content type='html'>------------AUGUST BABY ---------------&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing personality (Yeah~)&lt;br /&gt;Takes risks (Always)&lt;br /&gt;Feeds on attention (Maybe)&lt;br /&gt;No self control (Exam is on Sat and I am doing this post)&lt;br /&gt;Kind hearted (Am i?)&lt;br /&gt;Self confident (Used to be but not now)&lt;br /&gt;Loud and boisterous (I am an educated Ah Beng! Do I look I care!)&lt;br /&gt;VERY revengeful (Unless you create a negative impact in my life or hurt those around me)&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get along with and talk to (Yap)&lt;br /&gt;Has an "every thing's peachy" attitude (what talking U?)&lt;br /&gt;Likes talking and singing (Yap)&lt;br /&gt;Loves music (Fei Hua!)&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer (Look at the name of my blog)&lt;br /&gt;Easily distracted (Then what does self control means. Isn’t it the same?)&lt;br /&gt;Hates not being trusted (That is 100% true)&lt;br /&gt;BIG imagination (Isn’t it the same as day dreamer? Wtf!)&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved (Frankly, it’s a yes)&lt;br /&gt;Hates studying (I am not studying for exams. I even went for a show just now)&lt;br /&gt;In need of "that someone" (Ya. I need a pet dog.)&lt;br /&gt;Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted (101% true!)&lt;br /&gt;Lives by "no pain no gain" caring (Show concern got pain meh?)&lt;br /&gt;Always a suspect (Ya. Why arh? I hate it! Always get blame for nothing!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Playful, Mysterious (I’m playful but mysterious????)&lt;br /&gt;"charming" or "beautiful" to everyone (I hat the 66 and 99)&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn, curious, Independent (Yayaya! Whatever! They have forgotten to include that I got very serious attitude problem.)&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed (Not anymore…)&lt;br /&gt;A fighter (Nah Beh! I am wasting my time. Am I supposed to chio the person, who create this, one to one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------JANUARY BABY--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Pretty/handsome&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dress up&lt;br /&gt;Easily bored&lt;br /&gt;Fussy&lt;br /&gt;Seldom shows emotions&lt;br /&gt;Takes time to recover when hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Down-to-Earth&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------FEBRUARY BABY --------------------&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Loves reality and abstract&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and clever&lt;br /&gt;Changing personality&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;sexiest out of everyone&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental&lt;br /&gt;Quiet, shy and humble&lt;br /&gt;Honest and loyal&lt;br /&gt;Determined to reach goals&lt;br /&gt;Loves freedom&lt;br /&gt;Rebellious when restricted&lt;br /&gt;Loves aggressiveness&lt;br /&gt;Too sensitive and easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Gets angry really easily but does not show it&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes unnecessary things&lt;br /&gt;Loves making friends but rarely shows it&lt;br /&gt;Horny&lt;br /&gt;Daring and stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;Realizing dreams and hopes&lt;br /&gt;Sharp&lt;br /&gt;Loves entertainment and leisure&lt;br /&gt;Romantic on the inside not outside&lt;br /&gt;Superstitious and ludicrous&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift&lt;br /&gt;Tries to learn to show emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------MARCH BABY --------------------&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, affectionate, Shy and reserved&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Loves peace and serenity&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive to others&lt;br /&gt;Great kisser&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Appreciative and returns kindness&lt;br /&gt;Hardly shows emotions&lt;br /&gt;Tends to bottle up feelings&lt;br /&gt;Observant and assesses others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------APRIL BABY -------------------&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising&lt;br /&gt;Funny and humorous&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Very talkative&lt;br /&gt;Calm and cool&lt;br /&gt;Kind and sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Concerned and detailed&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Does work well with others&lt;br /&gt;Very confident&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive, Positive Attitude&lt;br /&gt;Thinking generous&lt;br /&gt;Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Clever and knowledgeable&lt;br /&gt;Loves to look for information&lt;br /&gt;Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh&lt;br /&gt;Able to motivate oneself and others&lt;br /&gt;Understanding, Fun to be around&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing, Hyper, Bubbly personality&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Boy/girl crazy&lt;br /&gt;Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling&lt;br /&gt;Systematic&lt;br /&gt;Hot but has brains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------MAY BABY -----------------&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated&lt;br /&gt;Sharp thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Attracts others and loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Deep feelings&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;Firm Standpoint&lt;br /&gt;Needs no motivation&lt;br /&gt;Shy towards opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Systematic (left brain)&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck&lt;br /&gt;Good imagination&lt;br /&gt;Good physical&lt;br /&gt;Weak breathing&lt;br /&gt;Loves literature and the arts&lt;br /&gt;Loves traveling&lt;br /&gt;Dislike being at home&lt;br /&gt;Restless&lt;br /&gt;Not having many children&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking &amp; High spirited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------JUNE BABY -------------&lt;br /&gt;You've got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around&lt;br /&gt;You love to make new friends and be outgoing&lt;br /&gt;You are a great flirt and more than likely have a very attractive partner&lt;br /&gt;a wicked hottie&lt;br /&gt;It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection&lt;br /&gt;You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you've got the looks for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------JULY BABY --------------&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to fathom and to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt;Takes pride in oneself&lt;br /&gt;Has reputation&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Honest &amp;amp; Concerned about people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;Tactful, Friendly, Approachable, Emotional temperamental and unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;Moody and easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Witty and sparkly&lt;br /&gt;spazzy at times&lt;br /&gt;Not revengeful&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving but never forgets&lt;br /&gt;dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things&lt;br /&gt;Guides others physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and forms impressions carefully&lt;br /&gt;Caring and loving&lt;br /&gt;Treats others equally&lt;br /&gt;Strong sense of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Wary and sharp&lt;br /&gt;Judges people through observations&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;No difficulties in studying&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Always broods about the past and the old friends&lt;br /&gt;Waits for friends&lt;br /&gt;Never looks for friends&lt;br /&gt;Not aggressive unless provoked&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but takes long to recover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------SEPTEMBER BABY ---------------&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic&lt;br /&gt;Decisive and haste but tends to regret&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself&lt;br /&gt;Strong mentality&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Diplomatic.&lt;br /&gt;Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Suave and generous.&lt;br /&gt;Usually you have many friends&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys to make love&lt;br /&gt;Emotional, Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Hasty, Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Moving, motivates oneself and others&lt;br /&gt;Loves to travel and explore&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------OCTOBER BABY -------------------&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat&lt;br /&gt;Loves those who love them&lt;br /&gt;Loves to takes things at the center&lt;br /&gt;Inner and physical beauty&lt;br /&gt;Lies but doesn't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Gets angry often&lt;br /&gt;Treats friends importantly&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Always making friends&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but recovers easily&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;Opinionated&lt;br /&gt;Does not care to control emotions&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------NOVEMBER BABY --------------------&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy and loyal&lt;br /&gt;Very passionate and dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Wild at times&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Sexy and mysterious&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality&lt;br /&gt;Playful, but secretive&lt;br /&gt;Very emotional and temperamental sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Meets new people easily and very social in a group&lt;br /&gt;Fearless and independent&lt;br /&gt;Can hold their own&lt;br /&gt;Stands out in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;Essentially very smart&lt;br /&gt;Usually, the greatest men are born in this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------DECEMBER BABY ---------------&lt;br /&gt;This straight-up means you r the best-looking person possible... better than all of these other months!&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous&lt;br /&gt;Patriotic&lt;br /&gt;Competitive in everything&lt;br /&gt;Active in games and interactions&lt;br /&gt;Impatient and hasty&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;Influential in organizations&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;Easy to talk to, though hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced by kindness&lt;br /&gt;Polite and soft-spoken&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of ideas, Active mind&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive Hesitating, tends to delay&lt;br /&gt;Choosy and always wants the best&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental, Funny and humorous&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke, Good debating skills&lt;br /&gt;Has that someone always on his/her mind&lt;br /&gt;Talkative, Daydreamer, Friendly&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make friends&lt;br /&gt;Abiding&lt;br /&gt;Able to show character&lt;br /&gt;one guy/girl kind of person&lt;br /&gt;Loveable, Easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Prone to getting colds&lt;br /&gt;loves music&lt;br /&gt;pretty/handsome&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dress up&lt;br /&gt;Fussy,Sensitive, Easily bored&lt;br /&gt;Seldom shows emotions&lt;br /&gt;Takes time to recover when hurt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115150356710080598?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115150356710080598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115150356710080598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115150356710080598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115150356710080598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/u-who.html' title='U WHo'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115138566666390683</id><published>2006-06-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:20.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:C)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Generations that know us not and that we know not of, heart drawn to see where and by whom great things suffered and done for them, shall come to this deathless field, to ponder and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua L, Chamberlain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115138566666390683?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115138566666390683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Hate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It’s a lazy day. I had to force my up from my bed this morning. I kept telling myself that I got to move if I want to pass my “international Finance”. Quantity time without disciplined is indeed worthless. In the end, I got to admit this rule and drag myself up. after I had dressed myself up, the laziness strike me again. I started to give myself reasons that I could study at home. Why must I take the trouble to drop by Jurong East just to study? I was msging Eileen telling her I am soOo lazy about stepping out of my living room. She warned to be fast and make up my mind if not I wont be able to find seats in the library. Argh! I dragged myself out of the main door. Shit! Forget to take my mp3! I was telling myself on the train that I will be a boring day without music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at 1020am and was quite shocked that the library is quite empty. Weird! I felt so regret that I should spent another hour on the bed since there are plenty of seats around. I came to realize today is the first day of school after the long holidays the students had enjoyed. “Time to study boys!”. Thanks for the msg, principal. If not I will be wondering if there is any cheap sales around Jurong! Haahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study as usual was boring. I noticed that Prof Nic likes to blame the author of our textbook. Alright, I will blame him since you are an angel. And I will blame you if I fail. After going through a few papers of the notes, I began to walk around the library. While I am about to finish my tour, I noticed a book. “Why we HATE” Its immediately attract me. I turned to the first page a started reading. It’s so additive! In the end, I bring that bloody book to my desk and started to read. And once I start, I can’t stop. So that is how I spent my day in the library. Main objective ----à Not Met~! And I even bought that book home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to read the first few chapters and I was so impressed with the author. I don’t hate but I am curious in how hate occur and what it will lead to made me find this book very interesting. And I really wants to share with you guys. Please read. I have summaries it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It (Hate) shatters relationships, leading people who once loved each other into bitterness, violence, even murder. Blasts of hate sweep away civility and tolerance, spurring individual to commit acts of savagery and pitting group against group in combat that can grow vicious and deadly. Hate can undermine our health by stressing the heart, rising blood pressure, suppressing the immune system, and damaging the brain. As self-hatred, it can insidiously create negative self-perception that robs life o tots pleasure, leading to depression and even suicide.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate occurs when you combine dislike, anger and stereotyping. Amygdala, one part of the brain, is the main culprit. You could remove it but once remove you got no emotion at all. If I am you, I won’t even think of it because there are ways to prevent anger and hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wars are created because of hate. Like the 11/9. The hatred of Jews had made Hitler having millions of Jews in the gas chamber. Hate can turns positive emotion into negative ones. Without hate, others joy is your joy and their pain is your pain. Hate reverses all this… if you hate someone, their joy is your pain and their pain is your joy. Hate also blinds your conscious and creates a fake impression that you are yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategies to prevent and eliminate hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Specific and identify in words of any source of anger, pain, or threat. This helps you to keep things in the rational areas. For example you mum asking you to eat in a loud tone. Know that its for your own good and this does not mean she don’t like you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Use us-us orientation. Seek to understand others people thoughts and feelings. Put yourself into your enemy’s shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Communicate the specific reasons that you fell angry or threaten can help dissipate negative emotions. Dun Bottle up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Beyond simple communication, whenever possible seek to negotiate constructively and specifically to resolve sources of conflict and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Educate yourself and others. An enormous amount of hatred and prejudice come from sheer ignorance. Education is no enough unless it incorporates empathy, and the other elements of this strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Try to cooperate with others in mutually beneficial ways when ever possible. This builds bonds of trust that can replace feelings of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Try to put things into perspective rather than overreact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Make every effort to avoid a sense of being trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For whatever reason hate has taken control and you find yourself gripped by hostility, make every effort to seek out opportunities to immerse yourself in a positive way with the source of your hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Seek justice not revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type till I nearly fainted arh. Please understand what is written. Hate can make you kill someone phycially without you knowing it. Don’t want to loose any of you….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115133325269269251?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115133325269269251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115133325269269251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115133325269269251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115133325269269251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/hate.html' title='Hate!'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115124182805016746</id><published>2006-06-25T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:19.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第二次愛上你</title><content type='html'>时间呀 你听见我了吗&lt;br /&gt;滴答声中我又想起你&lt;br /&gt;回亿阿 醒了吗&lt;br /&gt;我只想问一个问题你好吗&lt;br /&gt;爱的记亿会像铁盒一样生锈吗?&lt;br /&gt;就算思念旧的可以 也别丢掉他&lt;br /&gt;想念阿 你听见我了吗&lt;br /&gt;可能吗 第二次让我爱上你&lt;br /&gt;飞走的往事ㄚ 请你转个弯&lt;br /&gt;我爱你的时光 你没忘了&lt;br /&gt;我再也不会让你哭了呀&lt;br /&gt;你听见吗(I Love You)&lt;br /&gt;可能吧 是我的眼泪吗&lt;br /&gt;这是第几次又想起你 明天科 再说吧&lt;br /&gt;爱情加上一个也许&lt;br /&gt;我不怕 爱不爱我 是未知数&lt;br /&gt;剪下你给我的回忆 走我走的路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sl7L7TmLk8Q" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么相爱的人不能在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1yAzyIXbPI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115124182805016746?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115124182805016746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115124182805016746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115124182805016746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115124182805016746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_25.html' title='第二次愛上你'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115115469285156604</id><published>2006-06-24T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:18.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left with only a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wad would you do if you are left with only a week??? I would:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)                 Tell my parents to donate all my useable body parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)                 Write a will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)                 Have a dinner with all my best buddies and bros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)                 Get a car and travel around Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)                 Spend the rest of days with the one I loved. Tell the one I loved that I will be here, if there is next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much I could do. I came without anything and I have to leave without bringing any either. Franky, I don’t miss this dark bitter world at all…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115115469285156604?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115115469285156604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115115469285156604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115115469285156604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115115469285156604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/left-with-only-week.html' title='Left with only a week'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115113294001974167</id><published>2006-06-24T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Was badly hit by fever yesterday. Highest it goes is 38.8 degree C. Very weak…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115113294001974167?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115113294001974167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115113294001974167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115113294001974167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115113294001974167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115099675319412041</id><published>2006-06-23T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:17.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Analysis of Birthdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所属水果：青提子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;性格：適應力強 / 決斷力高&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;评价：自由奔放的青提子，一旦談起戀愛，很容易會被愛和熱情沖昏了頭腦，其他事在你眼中都會變得不再重要。對於愛情，你的適應能力很高，戀情開始和結束都能自動作出調校，不會因為一次挫敗而令自己變得消極，反而會找機會自我發洩，雖然有時候予人感覺責任感較差，但愛玩的背後，其實又需要一個安定、成熟的情人來呵護自己，只要是自己決斷了的事和人，都不會後悔。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;與青提子拍拖秘訣：自由奔放的青提子，予人感覺熱情，雖然經常主動認識別人，給人輕浮的感覺，但其實內心對於戀愛非常認真，渴望被人真正了解，所以要與青提子長相廝守，就要學懂多點耐性，加點愛心認識對方便&lt;/span&gt;行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got to polish my chinese already. I dun know what the hell its talking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115099675319412041?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115099675319412041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115099675319412041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115099675319412041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115099675319412041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/character-analysis-of-birthdate.html' title='Character Analysis of Birthdate'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115099547364692441</id><published>2006-06-23T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:17.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Normally, I don’t use blog to criticize. You know I hate to use all those “no feeling” communication media. But what else for us to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing – In the past, I tried using many ways to communicate with you, yet you don’t even tell me what is going on. You only see your own point of views. I know clearly what I had said or done. But why do I keep asking u? Coz I dun find that I did anything wrong. That why I asked. I don’t want misunderstanding to occur because this friendship is too important to me. You always say communication is important. Why are you not communicating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing – Did I criticize about your presentation? Of all the presentations, you criticize ours. I understand it’s your views but do you have to do it on the international media? If you want to aim me, aim me straight! Don’t aim at my group. I see that they put in lots of efforts in the project. I don’t see that they deserve this. I hate it when those around me get hurt. If you want to share your views, do it in the class, like what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DR&lt;/span&gt; Victor does? Not in this sort of media.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115099547364692441?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115099547364692441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115099547364692441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115099547364692441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115099547364692441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/reply.html' title='Reply'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115087765241199754</id><published>2006-06-21T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:17.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"House"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I saw a dog barking at a “house”. This dammed dog got its own opinions. HE thought that it’s not right for the owner to design his OWN “house” in a weird manner. HE was criticizing at every corners of the “house”. But somehow, I guess, that dog had forgotten that this is not HIS “house” and HE is just a dog. HE did not even do well for HIS “kennel” and HE is squatting in a corner criticizing others. Everyone sees and knows. The design of the “house” is better than the “kennel”. The sad part is he is making himself like a fool and doesn’t know that people is seeing him as a BIG fool. Somehow I guess HE doesn’t know how to pee. That’s the reason why HE can’t see himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last advice to you… Con’t to show your arrogant! One day you only own a castle that echoes only your own breathing cycles. If you could package yourself so well, those people around you could also do it. But packaging of a person only works for short period of time, what really matters is the inner skills. That’s where the confident stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah… Just my views. Chill. I’m neither a teacher nor an advisor. I’m nobody! I don’t earn millions of dollars nor help others to collect millions of dollars from corporate accounts around the world. All I do is to stay at my home enjoying my 6months of holidays. *yawn*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115087765241199754?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115087765241199754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115087765241199754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115087765241199754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115087765241199754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/house.html' title='&quot;House&quot;'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115082680069456650</id><published>2006-06-21T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:16.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:c)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;People can comment on anything they want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but can they do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if YES, good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if NO, their comments are worthless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great advise. Thanks Thomas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115082680069456650?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115082680069456650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115082680069456650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115082680069456650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115082680069456650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/c_21.html' title=':c)'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115082071630593853</id><published>2006-06-21T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:16.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am so pissed off . My group presented our slides today and was arrowed with questions by a bad mood tutor. Our morale was so shitty and we are rushing against time to come out with a report which we don’t know we need to submit. We are so freaking pissed off and was rushing to pen down our individual reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, a person come up to our group and mentioned that we should not put full stops for point forms in the 1st slide... WTF! We are rushing like hell and you came to just tell us this? It so irritating! And i nearly died!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115082071630593853?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115082071630593853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115082071630593853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115082071630593853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115082071630593853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115064599833031891</id><published>2006-06-18T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zamrie's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Today is Zamrie's wedding… Still remember those days we are clearing the park-aside vehicles in 6SIG BN. During those hard times, he is holding a 1SG rank but now, he has been prompted to SSG. He is one of the sergeants I respected most. Times flies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at his smile! Who is the next one? Haahaa~ All the best, Zam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Zamrie%20Wedding%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="285" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Zamrie%20Wedding%202.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Zamrie%20Wedding%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Zamrie%20Wedding%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddies in 6SIG BN &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115064599833031891?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115064599833031891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115064599833031891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115064599833031891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115064599833031891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/zamries-wedding.html' title='Zamrie&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115055087844962677</id><published>2006-06-17T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:15.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Haahaa.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zEMY8VluEvE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope it brighten your day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mjrDoQCygc4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115055087844962677?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115055087844962677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115055087844962677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115055087844962677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115055087844962677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/haahaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115039057923650047</id><published>2006-06-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:14.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 287px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 246px" height="244" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image590.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 297px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 243px" height="225" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image592.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="256" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image593.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken a few days back. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="251" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image591.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken this morning. Bet she is tired after flying 14th floors to reach my kitchen. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115039057923650047?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115039057923650047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115039057923650047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115039057923650047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115039057923650047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/photos-to-share.html' title='Photos to share'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115038623561312660</id><published>2006-06-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:13.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>往者已矣。。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There was a lot of good times. When I tell this to people, they thought that I am talking about my partner. But no! I am not referring to my partner. It's someone else I would put before my partner. Nvm. It has become a past. A past that I never regret coz I tried and I put in lots, perhaps I should say, all of my efforts, till I give up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe is because of the wrong thingsss comes at a wrong time. Or perhaps its the ultimate important pride that is within that has risk this friendship so that it can stay at its ultimate position. I thought our friendship is strong enough that it can take on any impact. But I was wrong. I guess trust has gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨日之日不可留，往者已矣。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115038623561312660?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115038623561312660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115038623561312660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115038623561312660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115038623561312660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='往者已矣。。。。'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115018239326228258</id><published>2006-06-13T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:13.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/regert.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/regert.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:c(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115018239326228258?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115018239326228258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115018239326228258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115018239326228258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115018239326228258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/c.html' title=''/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115013002472874677</id><published>2006-06-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:12.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gNnvr-4qF1E" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115013002472874677?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115013002472874677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115013002472874677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115013002472874677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115013002472874677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/priceless.html' title='Priceless?'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-115012175640119214</id><published>2006-06-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:11.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts came</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was chatting with Tammy on line. Thoughts came…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of asking for forgiveness at the end of the day where one starts sinning the next day?&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of acting holy while one is in the church, where sinful thoughts start flashing in their minds once they step out of the holy place?&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of blaming all stuffs to others where the root of evil is within you?&lt;br /&gt;Does a child at an age of 1-4 have any evil thoughts? Humans have been “polluted” by the merciless world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if I am wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-115012175640119214?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/115012175640119214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=115012175640119214&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115012175640119214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/115012175640119214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/thoughts-came.html' title='Thoughts came'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114995329461261767</id><published>2006-06-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:11.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I love animals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Visit this site:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letsbefriends.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://letsbefriends.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114995329461261767?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114995329461261767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114995329461261767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114995329461261767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114995329461261767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/animals.html' title='Animals'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114986553727926442</id><published>2006-06-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:10.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Went for class just now and came to understand what project we are supposed to do for my bridging course. We go to research and analysis the economic of a country. It was like… huh! For an Advance Dip course, I got to do that? The lecturer even stress that if we were to copy and paste from books, she will only give an average marks. Wtf. Can u imagine what is the topic of a project for a Bachelor in Economic be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114986553727926442?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114986553727926442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114986553727926442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114986553727926442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114986553727926442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/project.html' title='Project?'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114983752691081571</id><published>2006-06-09T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:10.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom It May Concern:</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Please! For heaven sake! Dun smoke! It "don't kills". If I don’t treat you as one of my closed friends, I won’t even wants to bother about you. So please give this friend of yours some face. Smoke lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s the past and I just want everything to be clear and free of misunderstanding. Isn’t that better to open everything then keeping all the stuffs to yourself and assume that I am guilty or behind all this stuffs? The reason this fire occurs is partly because of bottling up. I do not wish it happen again. Not to be rude but it’s all one-sided stories isn’t it? Furthermore this matter concerns me. I guess I got the right to know. Please fulfill my request. I want to clear this barrier. But still, it’s your choice. Life is like a weighting machine. If you find that the weighting of keeping to yourself is higher, then, by all means goes ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114983752691081571?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114983752691081571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114983752691081571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114983752691081571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114983752691081571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom It May Concern:'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114974138055727990</id><published>2006-06-07T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:09.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsible</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;People always say that the one that you love will never be with you. It’s actually a console phrase I used to use. With your loved one is around, you don’t appreciate them. When they have gone, you regretted. I guess its happening in this world everyday including myself. Sometime responsible come into relationship. It’s the responsible one had made for that person who comes in the right time, at the right place. Maybe all these fit so well that decision comes in place. But no matter what decision one made, it’s your decision. And you have chosen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from the past but don’t stay in the past. Look into the future! It’s bright! Dare to dream and built your dream! Move and grow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114974138055727990?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114974138055727990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114974138055727990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114974138055727990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114974138055727990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/responsible.html' title='Responsible'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114933800112276839</id><published>2006-06-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:09.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting lecturer</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Alvin talked something bad about engineer again! It’s alright. Not angry lah but curious how come he dun like engineer? Btw If I were to be angry, it wun be more then 24hours anyway. Frankly, I like to listen to what he is talking. Interesting lecturer….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about using strategic planning to plan your life. Perhaps, maybe… Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing some community work tomorrow morning… shall get some rest… See ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114933800112276839?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114933800112276839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114933800112276839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114933800112276839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114933800112276839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/interesting-lecturer.html' title='Interesting lecturer'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114926213335479722</id><published>2006-06-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday, Thomas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Calvin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next will be Zhiwei and Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am closer to Gemini and Sagittarius. Maybe not all but most of them are my very close friends or brothers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roual @ Raffles Sale! $30 per piece! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114926213335479722?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114926213335479722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114926213335479722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114926213335479722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114926213335479722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114917715821925089</id><published>2006-06-01T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:08.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering VS Marketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Met Zhiwei this afternoon to visit the computer fair in Suntec. The fair was so crowded that both of us got to squeeze our way through the crowd. It needs skills for a person like me to do the squeezing. I got to make sure I don’t knock down any stuffs or injure anyone beside me while I balance myself through the crowd. Luckily, I am tall enough to take some of the fresh air above. :cp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine we actually wanted to get the same stuffs in our minds? A LCD screen or a sub woofer? We like the same design! Great minds think alike. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the squeezing, we went for our lunch. While we are having lunch, we talk about those days in secondary schools. It was really fun! We made fun of our Chinese teacher till she got asthma and near admitted to the hospital. And in the end, the whole class was punished to stand in front of the principle room during our recess. But! We don’t really bother. We are so playful that we carry on with our jokes and waved to our schoolmates who had passed by the office. Basically, we are trying to be funny! I could still remember our form teacher, Mr Pandan in secondary 3. On the 1st day of school reopen in Secondary 4, he stepped into our class and mentioned that he is our form teacher again. He looked sad. He said that he had consulted the principle that he do not want to take this class and wished to exchange his duty as the form teacher with any of teachers but failed! No one wants to take us! So he got no choice but to LPPL and took our class. We are not really bad students. We are only playful. Erm... Very playful? We even got a present for Mr Pandan that made him nearly shed a tear in class. Those days are fun and I really miss it. I could still remember I always went to Zhiwei’s house for gaming before school. We are games freaks! Hahaha! There are lots of classmates that I really miss… how I wish I could open the chapters of secondary school life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch, brother left and I went to the book fair located just below the computer fair. I got two story books for $10 and went to meet my “dearest” Thomas for dinner. Whaaaaa....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Went for lecture today... I was quite pissed off when Alvin criticized that engineers don’t know how to market their products. Fuck! He said that he had been a marketer for many companies and I guess his statement “many” means “a few” to me. There are lots of engineers in the world that well versed in marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to market a product, you got to at least know what your product is and how does it works or help the consumers? Who else in the world is well verse about a product than the builders themselves? When you got 100% knowledge about a product, and together with your marketing skills, can you imagine what you can create?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, marketers should never criticize engineers? Come on! Give some respect to the engineering technology. Engineering is the soul of the economy! No? Alright, try to deliver your goods with a trolley! Opps, bearings and rollers are part of engineering! Try it with your hands and leg then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main dream is to be a PE, also known as Professional Engineer cum a marketer. PE earns a few grand just by signing documents. (That includes responsibility) But can you imagine how much is a PE is earning when he is a PE cum Marketer? I hope I can be one. *pray hard hard arh* As I am saving money for my further studies, I hope to get some engineering experience first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any sugar mummy reading my blog? Hahahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114917715821925089?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114917715821925089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114917715821925089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114917715821925089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114917715821925089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/06/engineering-vs-marketing.html' title='Engineering VS Marketing'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114908689927530361</id><published>2006-05-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:08.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sleeping Pose</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/seatbelt.htm"&gt;&lt;img height="324" alt="I am a seatbelt!" src="http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/myimages/theseatbelt.jpg" width="225" vspace="4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seatbelt Traits and Tendencies&lt;br /&gt;After a long night of The Seatbelt pose (and Seatbelts do sleep close to ten hours a night, quite a bit longer than the typical seven and a half), couples wake feeling warm, safe, and uniquely free of doubt. Regular doses of the pose can elevate Seatbelters to a new level of personal confidence, which buoys them to great heights in love and at the gym and can lead to plum promotions and camera time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;The Seatbelt pose is in the Sun Sleeper family. Related Sun poses to try: The Heimlich and Classic Spoons. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Health Note&lt;br /&gt;For some couples (about one in every fifteen), extended periods of The Seatbelt's patented "coziness" can lead to feelings of drugged complacency. If this happens to you, try switching to the Flying Bobs pose for as many nights as it takes to get the blood flowing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Find your own &lt;a href="http://www.evany.com/sleeptest/"&gt;pose&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114908689927530361?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114908689927530361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114908689927530361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114908689927530361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114908689927530361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-sleeping-pose.html' title='My sleeping Pose'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114908074667918730</id><published>2006-05-31T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:32:07.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hit! I got hit with a terrible headache! Argh!! What kind of weather is this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114908074667918730?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114908074667918730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114908074667918730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114908074667918730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114908074667918730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/hit.html' title='Hit'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114897815126981590</id><published>2006-05-30T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:45.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="334" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image582.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 264px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 332px" height="328" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image580.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 286px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 249px" height="274" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image581.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos taken by Andy. We are having International Finance.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 236px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 334px" height="378" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image579.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 253px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 236px" height="268" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image576.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does it look familiar?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does it mean that their coffee taste so bad that there is no sale till 10 years later? Still fresh meh? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/Image575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Image575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were studying for IF test. We are going to pass! I am not inculded in the pic. Neither is my books. Why? Coz I packed up before them. Too excited! It's mahjong night!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/28042006551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 232px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 379px" height="381" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/28042006551.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/28042006550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 219px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 365px" height="379" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/28042006550.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/28042006549.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 227px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 248px" height="260" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/28042006549.0.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/28042006548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 224px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 217px" height="243" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/28042006548.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who got the sweetest post?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/1024/21042006535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="238" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/21042006535.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life sucks&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114897815126981590?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114897815126981590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114897815126981590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114897815126981590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114897815126981590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/photos-to-share.html' title='Photos to share'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114896818282572239</id><published>2006-05-30T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:41.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What is handsome/pretty? It is not on the face. It’s the one inner that last!&lt;br /&gt;What is presentable? It is the way you dress!&lt;br /&gt;What is class? It is the wear you behave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is fake? It’s a misleading appearance! It’s not genuine or real! It’s a person who makes deceitful pretenses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a point of being presentable where one dun has any class or beauty from within? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It’s all so fake!&lt;/span&gt; It’s just like another marketing plot. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cheap&lt;/span&gt; promotions down the roadside! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the master of class, beauty or presentation but at least I am straight and truthful. I don't care if you are a begger or a director of a company, but at least be turthful. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t show me all the “fogs”! I want something that is like the clouds. Open and truthful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my sight! I don’t need another fake player around! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Argh! I hate to use the blog to pinpoint! But for you, its exceptional! Stop thinking who I am refering to! It's you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114896818282572239?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114896818282572239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114896818282572239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114896818282572239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114896818282572239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114887904934400300</id><published>2006-05-29T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:41.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>眼泪的味道</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我想我知道 眼泪的味道&lt;br /&gt;曾经付出的每一天每一年我不曾想逃 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;受伤的翅膀 总有一天会慢慢 慢慢的变好 能飞得更高&lt;br /&gt;当失去你的依靠 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't Wanna Miss You&lt;br /&gt;逝去的不能再留住 只是过往每个画面&lt;br /&gt;都成为我们的束缚 爱情的无助&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114887904934400300?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114887904934400300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114887904934400300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114887904934400300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114887904934400300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_29.html' title='眼泪的味道'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114883500843389873</id><published>2006-05-29T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:40.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any interesting books to spare</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It seems so weird. The truth is not out yet. What had happened may become the past, which I had threw it far behind. But something is missing somewhere. Without this, everything seems weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess without being frank and telling the truth makes everything weird. Maybe it’s my character…… so straight and wants to know the truth. Perhaps I can’t stand the title of ***********. No one in the past had given me this title before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Just finish another book - The Alchemist written by Paulo Coelho. There are lots of theories about life. It’s an interesting book. Let me know if any one of you is interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got any interesting books to spare?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114883500843389873?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114883500843389873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114883500843389873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114883500843389873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114883500843389873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/any-interesting-books-to-spare.html' title='Any interesting books to spare'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114845888421667996</id><published>2006-05-24T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:40.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sian. Got dinner later on. I still dun understand what the hell International finance is talking about. Na na one leh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114845888421667996?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114845888421667996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114845888421667996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114845888421667996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114845888421667996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/sian.html' title='Sian'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114844790370647667</id><published>2006-05-23T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:40.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Three more months to my Birthday! Yeah! Times really files. It has been years since I really look forward to my birthday. I will be 25 years old soon. That is half of 50 ya. And my upper half of my life is coming to end. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before my birthday arrived, there are some of my friends’ birthdays are around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Patrick’s day! Our Nan Hua teddy bear! Best Wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st buddy in Nan Hua, Calvin Tham on the 2nd June. The days where we have our 1st orientation is still fresh in my minds. Hahaha! That’s fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget, Thomas Chua! On the 2nd June as well. Haahaa!! I no money to buy you branded stuffs. How about a card? I make sure it’s the most expensive one! The word expensive will be defined by me! Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others who are celebrating their birthday at the lower half of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio and Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like Huiling, Kian Boon, Jiahao, Feng Yuan, Val, Adrain, Sop, Shanice, Jess and that bro of mine that will be helping me to do some shopping tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot more not mention. I wonder if I can get a big pack of birthday cards at a low price! Whaahaahaaa…. Hmm… BTW I guess I still own someone a birthday present….. *wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114844790370647667?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114844790370647667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114844790370647667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114844790370647667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114844790370647667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114828223546188649</id><published>2006-05-22T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:39.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I don’t know and I don’t understand why you kept appearing in my mind. It’s abnormal. I am not like this. Am I really….? Erm… I think I am too free. Test coming! Should be studying! Flooding myself with all the workloads so that there won’t have any chances that make my mind free to be its own self, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for my abandoned stone to replace this emotional sponge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114828223546188649?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114828223546188649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114828223546188649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114828223546188649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114828223546188649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/again.html' title='Again?!'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114820677298186548</id><published>2006-05-21T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:39.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love story of tree,leaf &amp; wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I read one of the Nancy's post about the "Love story of tree,leaf &amp; wind". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice story. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114820677298186548?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://nancyong.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-story-of-treeleaf-wind.html' title='Love story of tree,leaf &amp; wind'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114820677298186548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114820677298186548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114820677298186548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114820677298186548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-story-of-treeleaf-wind.html' title='Love story of tree,leaf &amp; wind'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114805334297245776</id><published>2006-05-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:39.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie + Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet Feng Yuan and went to catch “The Da Vinci Code” the movie at Lido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the movie to start, we went shopping. Polo Ralph got a small sale at Isetan. The designs are not bad. Grab it before it’s gone. If you are big size like me, don’t even think about peeping through hills of clothes. Waste your bloody time. Timberland has a sale too. But nothing suits my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the show, Feng Yuan don’t really understand it. If you are going to catch the show, I suggest it’s better to read the book first. It really does help,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am still early to go for the Econs class, I went to “Popular” bookshop. As I was looking around for books to read, I noticed that there is not only one book that talks about Da Vinci Code and the Holy Grail. There are tons! In the end, I bought another book with different contents. “Confessions of an Economic Hit Man.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something I notice about Econs and Accounts lecturer. They like to curse and swear. The Econs lecturer will say that accounts are confusing and the accounts lecturer will say that if you can’t sleep, read you Econs textbook. Wa lau… Poor students!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114805334297245776?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114805334297245776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114805334297245776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114805334297245776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114805334297245776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/movie-class.html' title='Movie + Class'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114795801415571796</id><published>2006-05-18T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:39.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vertu handphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One of my "Bosses" bought a Vertu handphone. A normal function hand phone made of 18k gold. Price = $32K. Paid in CASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I afford this type of luxuries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a disposable cash of $30k, I will invest in watches or properties!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114795801415571796?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114795801415571796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114795801415571796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114795801415571796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114795801415571796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/vertu-handphone.html' title='Vertu handphone'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114788127695350450</id><published>2006-05-17T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:38.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raoul Raoul Raoul</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yeah~ I got my Raoul Shirts this evening. Two pieces of 2ply + 1ply. Their shop was in a mess but I must agree it’s a good deal! It will be much better to share with some friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dig till I almost die in that “battle field” with my thin wallet arh. Kind of sian. Most of us will be excited when it comes to sale but I just don’t understand why I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the song… Celine Dion-Where Is The Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been looking for it for ages… Thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114788127695350450?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114788127695350450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114788127695350450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114788127695350450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114788127695350450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/raoul-raoul-raoul.html' title='Raoul Raoul Raoul'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114784885717228614</id><published>2006-05-17T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:38.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinvi Code 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yap! At last I had finished reading “The Da Vinci Code” by Dab Brown. It’s basically about exposing ancient scrolls that was written by Jesus Christ and his wife, Mary Magdalene about their family. There is a descendant of this royal family... There is one group that is guarding the secrets and other that wish to destroy this secrets, which is the church. The writer had wrote it in such a way that magnificent different scene with lots of plotting in different chapters. And the identification of the mastermind that wish to bring the real truth, which is called the Teacher, will only be reveal in the last few chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a regular reader of my sickening blog and are sensitive enough, you may notice that I am not really into any religion and I am not actually a 100% free thinker. The studies of religious really put me into great interests. I respect all religions and I believe that there is a Great One. But who will it be? Who is the Creator and Governor of the whole Universe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human always think that they are the most intelligent living things. But I dun agree with this. All those laws, like the engineering and economics laws, that you see in the world is not actually created by humans. It is created by the Creator of the Universe. Human only delivered these principles by different ways of experiments. Can you imagine that the Creator had comes out with different laws or disciplines to run the moving of the planets in the universe? Somehow, humans are so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I am still seeking the Great One. If I will to ask anyone from the different religion known to me, I believe I will never get the same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Joyce yesterday whether Jesus had a wife. She mentioned that this is fiction. As I was reading, questions raised…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the way the book was written, Dan Brown knows the bible very well. If he is a Christian, why is he writing this book that is against the holiness of the bible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned in the book the paintings that are painted centuries ago. He defined how the paintings got their names like Mono Lisa. The paintings of the Last Supper really shock me. If what he mentioned about the paintings was truth, then why do the painters paint it that way? Misled the crowd? Paint it for the future so that Dan could use it for his book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Dan Brown is not a Christian, is he going against Christianity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the real motive about writing this book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is classified under “Friction” but the way he wrote the book, with all supporting evidences, like the painting, it does not sound, at least to me, that he is telling a normal bed time story. This is the first time that a firction book leaves me with a suspicious look. Hahahahaha! Subjective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is telling a bed time story, he is good! Good in twisting the facts of the paintings into his writings. Thoughts are very subjective. Read the book and see what are the thoughts you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a phase I quoted from his book.&lt;br /&gt;“Religious allegory has become a part of the fabric of reality. And linking in that reality helps millions of people life and be better people.” Agree?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114784885717228614?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114784885717228614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114784885717228614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114784885717228614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114784885717228614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinvi-code-2.html' title='The Da Vinvi Code 2'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114779307854094777</id><published>2006-05-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:38.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinvi Code 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;26 more chapters to go before I finish reading “The Da Vinvi Code”... I shall blog my comments about this book in my next post. At the mean time, I shall say that this book is very interesting. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I should be reading my Marketing Strategy Starbucks case study or going through my International Finance Guides! Shit!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114779307854094777?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114779307854094777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114779307854094777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114779307854094777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114779307854094777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinvi-code-1.html' title='The Da Vinvi Code 1'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114775371682960356</id><published>2006-05-16T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Have To Give</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what he does to make you cry&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be there to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a fancy car&lt;br /&gt;to get to you I'd walk a thousand miles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if he buys you nice things&lt;br /&gt;Does his gifts come from the heart ? - I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;But if you were my girl...&lt;br /&gt;I'd make it so we'd never be apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;But my love is all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;Without you I don't think I can live&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could give the world to you... but&lt;br /&gt;Love is all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you talk, does it seem like he's not&lt;br /&gt;even listening to a word you say ?&lt;br /&gt;That's ok babe, just tell me your problems&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to kiss them all away...&lt;br /&gt;Does he leave when you need him the most?&lt;br /&gt;Does his friends get all your time ?&lt;br /&gt;Baby please, I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;praying for the day that you'll be mine !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;To you... Hey girl, I don't want you to cry no more - inside&lt;br /&gt;All the money in the world could never add up to the love&lt;br /&gt;I have inside...&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bass Break&lt;br /&gt;And I will give it to you&lt;br /&gt;All I can give, all I can give&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have is for you&lt;br /&gt;But love is all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum Break&lt;br /&gt;Chorus(x3)&lt;br /&gt;and out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my love is all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;without you I don't think I can live&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could give the world to you... but&lt;br /&gt;Love is all I have to give to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114775371682960356?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114775371682960356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114775371682960356&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114775371682960356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114775371682960356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/all-i-have-to-give.html' title='All I Have To Give'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114745149419266228</id><published>2006-05-13T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:37.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An amazing Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kai Lun sent me an Email today. It's about a story. The Subject of the Email is "An amazing Love Story".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a quote I quoted from this email and I wish to share with you guys. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114745149419266228?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114745149419266228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114745149419266228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114745149419266228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114745149419266228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/amazing-love-story.html' title='An amazing Love Story'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114727570988179212</id><published>2006-05-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What D&amp;D Character Are You</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Am A:&lt;/b&gt; Lawful Good Human Fighter Paladin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alignment:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lawful Good&lt;/b&gt; characters are the epitome of all that is just and good. They believe in order and governments that work for the benefit of all, and generally do not mind doing direct work to further their beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Race:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humans&lt;/b&gt; are the 'average' race. They have the shortest life spans, and because of this, they tend to avoid the racial prejudices that other races are known for. They are also very curious and tend to live 'for the moment'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Primary Class:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fighters&lt;/b&gt; are the warriors. They use weapons to accomplish their goals. This isn't to say that they aren't intelligent, but that they do, in fact, believe that violence is frequently the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Secondary Class:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paladins&lt;/b&gt; are the Holy Warriors. They have been chosen by a God/dess to be their representative on Earth, and must follow the code of that deity, or risk severe penalties. They tend towards being righteous, but not generally to excess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deity:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tyr&lt;/b&gt; is the Lawful Good god of justice. He is also known as Tyr Grimjaws, Wounded Tyr, the Maimed God, and Blind Tyr. He appears as a warrior, missing his hand. Followers of Tyr are concerned first and foremost with justice - discovering the truth and punishing the guilty for their crimes. They wear blue and purple robes with a white sash, a white gauntlet on the left hand, and a black gauntlet on the right, to symbolize Tyr's lost hand. Their preferred weapon is the warhammer. Tyr's symbol is a set of scales resting on a warhammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out &lt;a href="http://neppyman.irulethe.net/dndwho/index.html" target="mt"&gt;What D&amp;amp;D Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;, courtesy of&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=neppyman" target="mt"&gt;&lt;img height="17" src="http://img.livejournal.com/userinfo.gif" width="17" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/neppyman/" target="mt"&gt;NeppyMan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:neppyman@yahoo.com"&gt;(e-mail)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114727570988179212?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114727570988179212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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I really can’t tahan the way the lecturer is talking. He is soooo gay! I am not against gays but I just can’t stand him saying “hur huh” in a “sexy” tone. Nazir and I think that he don’t really know what he is talking. To be blurt, shall I put it as he don't know what he is lecturing. Nazir actually sent a complain letter to UWA and complained about him when he was studying "Consumer Behavior".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Nazir is my BMT buddy that sleeps beside me for weeks. Our bed was only about 10cm away from one another. Yaaa. I know, it sounds so gay but we are 100% straight! Hahaha! I left him suffering alone when I am “out of course”. Feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went straight home after class. After taking a warm bath, I logged on to the msn. Guess what? Kendrew jio me for supper. I was kind of full so I suggested why not we go for movie. We jio Melvin along and met him just outside his house. Kendrew and I feel so bad after we realized that he had “abandoned” his gf in his house just to go movie with us. Because of us, he got to buy flowers and chocolate today. Haiz. Dun know how to comment about his action. Touched? Or he really miss us alot? Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched “Find me guilty” at Cathay Cineleisure Orchard. I could still remember there is a scene that goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lawyer” : How do you know they are Italian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FBI Agent : They look like one, sound like one. The chances are, they are an Italian. If you look like a duck, sound like a duck, the chances are, you are most likely a duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lawyer” : Can I say, you look like an asshole, sound like an asshole. The chances are, you are an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaa… Cool! I like the way he talk. Firm and steady. This show actually reminds me of a person when that “lawyer” mention asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other scene is something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The followings is the conversation of the “lawyer” with his wife. He stood in front of the mirror with a 50 dollar note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lawyer”: Honey, the dollar note in the mirror is yours. The one I am holding is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left the house after he made the remarks. The next day during dinner, he noticed that there are lots of meats on the dinning table. He was puzzled and asked his wife where did she get those meats. His wife stood in front of the mirror, put down her panties and explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Honey, the one in the mirror is yours but this one is the butcher’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, don’t watch this movie if you are allergic to the word “F**k”. You will be killed in the process of watching the movie. Bleh… We went to have a drink at Bukit Timah after the show. Really enjoy the process of chatting with them. Kind of funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I forget to take photos with you guys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114680689599511116?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/feeds/114680689599511116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9689358&amp;postID=114680689599511116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114680689599511116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9689358/posts/default/114680689599511116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howard23.blogspot.com/2006/05/interesting-night.html' title='Interesting Night'/><author><name>Howard S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01027529393173763801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114672662808113795</id><published>2006-05-04T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:35.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starwars</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What a joke!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pL30Xi2vT0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlQFWdosASA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/211/2710/400/Indochine%20004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9689358.post-114667562247057775</id><published>2006-05-04T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:11:35.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>莎士比亚的天分</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;刻在树上的字任风刮&lt;br /&gt;写著爱一个人的故事&lt;br /&gt;但是文字还是文字不算话&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想送给你的第一束花&lt;br /&gt;想陪你的黄昏和沙滩&lt;br /&gt;随著时间枯萎&lt;br /&gt;梦醒了才后悔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一个没有勇气的人&lt;br /&gt;带著小小年纪的天真&lt;br /&gt;想你一定是不敢转身脸上微笑&lt;br /&gt;心舍不得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有莎士比亚的天分&lt;br /&gt;写出我们的喜怒哀乐&lt;br /&gt;但在这一个刻&lt;br /&gt;写了一个完结篇 失去了你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9689358-114667562247057775?l=howard23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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