<?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-8048907</id><updated>2011-07-10T08:39:41.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My LiFe</title><subtitle type='html'>Don marry someone you can live with. Marry someone u cannot live without.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-8632943642274995380</id><published>2008-01-23T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T07:03:43.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We Won, We Won!! Won the case on the Mishap that my Gety suffered. Actually their party wanted the case to be 50-50, but my aunt said NO! Hahaz, cos it could be that e other party knew tat they were losin le so tried to close a fast deal. So in the end, we won at 90-10. Hahaz, did some justice to Getzy. See! I'm innocent. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, jus went to collect Getzy. Oh manz, i seriously did not recognise her!! I only saw her right side, which was formerly dented and w/o its blindspot mirror. It looks so shiny, sooo new! Ya if you guys rem, the car was quite dirty b4 i sent in, so much so that Josh and Ivan could write on my bonnet. =/ Hahaz. My aunt's workshop did a great job. If u guys, touch paper, met in an accident, come contact me. I will forward my aunt's number to u. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus a day b4 that, left my sunglass and Dad's car remote in Getzy. So took a 20 min walk to the workshop to retrieve it. Whn i reached thr, uncle told me tat its downstairs at the sprayin area. So uncle drove me down in a camry. Sooo comfy. =P Shocked whn i saw her. Her whole front is bare! All black metal stuff to the layman's eyes. So xin tong. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, now its all well. I really had to thank God that its only Getzy who got hurt and not me or any of my passengers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-8632943642274995380?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/8632943642274995380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=8632943642274995380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/8632943642274995380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/8632943642274995380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-won-we-won-won-case-on-mishap-that.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-6435329640755294177</id><published>2008-01-10T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:00:46.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojIdN-InI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZsSDIxClOkI/s1600-h/PIC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154971351668105842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojIdN-InI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZsSDIxClOkI/s320/PIC_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojItN-IoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/S-krIy0Hepg/s1600-h/PIC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154971355963073154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojItN-IoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/S-krIy0Hepg/s320/PIC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojI9N-IpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FGoME7izJYQ/s1600-h/PIC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154971360258040466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojI9N-IpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FGoME7izJYQ/s320/PIC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Getzy is injured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was travelling on Hougang Ave 3 at abt 1130, on e way to work aft going to Spore Youth Flyin Club. A big truck, those tat stretches for e length of an SBS kind, was on e middle lane while i was on e bus lane. As my speed was higher, i was slowly approaching it. Jus as my bonnet passed its tail light, it swerved into my lane to enter Esso. I horned and Jam Braked all the way to a stop frm 50kmh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sight of the rear bumper and tail lights of the truck coming up and helplessly seeing my side mirror get smashed was jus aweful (or awesome if i were sadistic). AND the truck did not stop! He cont to enter Esso and stop at the pump. Worried tat he will jus drive off, i inched forward and stopped at the side of the entrance. I asked my 2 colleagues to get off the car. At e sight of e damages, i couldnt help but jus stood thr for a couple of secs. Called my dad for advice but his hp was switch off. So i called my uncle. He was shocked too, adviced me to take photo of the damage areas, exchange particulars and call the insurance comp. So i took the digi cam frm my glove box and ask 1 of my passengers to create evidence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jus thn, the driver came over. I saw my small blind spot mirror get crushed but zooming cars. His damage was the left tail light unit. So, he ask me to pay him $100 as compensation and i settle my damages myself and we will call it quits. WHATTT!!! E other passenger who heard it also was dumbfounded. He insist on e demand as i hit him frm the back and tat his monstrous truck can only be turned frm the 2nd lane in order to enter Esso. Doesnt make sense. Frm my colleague's repeated reminder to not fall into it and pay him, i demanded for his name and hp number. My cam went out of batt whn i wanted to take pics of his truck. Anw, still managed to get his license number. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drove back to AFS. Was quite bz aft tat. Dad finally called back n whn i told him abt it, he gave me my aunt's number. She has a workshop and specialises in accidents. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day, took time off to meet aunt at Sin Ming Ave's IDAC. Made a report and took some pics. At e sight of it, she said, "Wah, jia lat eh". During the report, she was afriad tat the other party may twist the story sayin tat i cut into his lane thus resultin in it. Aft e report, went to AMK where uncle's workshop was located. Remove the wheel well lining tat was touchin against the tire as well as to secure the bumper via a cable tie. Aft tat, drove back to work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jus an update, Aunt called on Sat sayin tat she had seen e driver's report. He wrote tat he was turnin left to enter Esso. So, tat would be a plus point for me for the greatest fear of he twisting the story has been eliminated!! =) Stay tune for more updates. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On another note, i would like to urge future car owners to get a car with ABS. As soon as i stomped on my brakes, within tat same second the 2 front wheels locked. It stayed tat way for the next 2 to 3 secs before coming to stop. It would hav stopped much sooner had it had ABS. To learn more abt this technology, pls visit &lt;a href="http://auto.howstuffworks.com/anti-lock-brake.htm"&gt;http://auto.howstuffworks.com/anti-lock-brake.htm&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-6435329640755294177?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/6435329640755294177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=6435329640755294177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/6435329640755294177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/6435329640755294177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-getzy-is-injured.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R4ojIdN-InI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZsSDIxClOkI/s72-c/PIC_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-4829275341128174095</id><published>2008-01-09T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:33:57.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;'Heartburn' or pyrosis is a painful or burning sensation in the oesophagus, just below the breastbone caused by regurgitation of gastric acid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sounds horrible rite? I am e victim of it for more thn a week le. It happened cos i took some antibiotics. The doc said tat i can get heartburn frm it so i'm adviced to drink lots of water with e pill and not to lie down aft tat. 1 fateful nite, i was readin on my bed when i dozed off aft takin med. Next day, the torment begins. Tot it will subside soon but to no avail. Found out on Wiki tat it could be peptic ulcer. Hmmm. Hope its not serious. Been wantin to see doc but didnt had e opportunity. =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anw, tml i will be flyin!! Its almost 400 days since i last touched a plane. E organisation knew tat we were on e ground for v long, so wanted some of us to hav refresher courses. Gotta be at SYFC tml at 8am. Sure it will bring back those memories. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to airport, the changi one, to send 136 BWC off. So sad, seeing their gerfriends and family members fighting tears while sending their warriors to pearce. Saw several SIA pilots. Noticed tat their uniform was very similar to ours. Boy they looked gd. esp with the distinctive 'pullin luggage behind' scene. Went up to CAAS office, oh boy, its sooo posh. It seems like such a nice place to be in. =) Parking was more thn 6 bucks tho...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i hope tat my heart will stop burning. So tat i can enjoy my buffet this coming Sat at Carnivore. Its gonna be Great!! Hahaz, cant wait. So heart pls stop burning. =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-4829275341128174095?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/4829275341128174095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=4829275341128174095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/4829275341128174095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/4829275341128174095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2008/01/heartburn-or-pyrosis-is-painful-or.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7835715227249769654</id><published>2007-12-21T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:11:27.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Err...Feelin abit lost. Not geographically, but psychologically. Is it normal for someone my age to feel lost? Somehow i dont knw e reason i'm here in this planet. I want to aim high and achieve it but somehow or rather, there would be another voice counteracting this, sayin, "wats the point?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it manadatory for people to do things they dont like to do jus so they can move up? I personally dont like regimentation. I prefer to think that i can discipline myself. But i'm in a career that regimentation rules all. I prefer efficiency, get to a place in the shortest time, finish e job with e least manpower-hours, accomplish tasks with e least energy wasted. I feel great satisfaction whn i can accomplish more tasks today thn i could yesterday. I wouldnt want to be travelling a longer way, having more people to do the same task like checkin and re-checking &amp;amp; having to run from places to places whn a phone call would suffice. Somehow, i feel that i'm in e wrong environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont knw hows the world outside e one i'm currently in is like. I tend to think that the grass is greener out there. And, i cannot ask and seek the truth from others and would only tell that by me stepping out myself. There r ppl out thr like my parents and a close friend of mine, who would 'complain' abt work, abt injustice, abt gossiping, abt backstabbin, abt bootlicking, abt un-appreciation. My dad told me that workin life is like tat, everywhere u go is e same, tat being w e government is gd cos thr is a 'iron' bowl &amp;amp; he encourages me to stay on at my job. But somehow, i dont feel so gd abt it. True tat its 'iron' cos i couldnt leave, tat thr are medical benefits and bonuses tat surpass those of e commercial sector, but is tat all to life? to personal satisfaction? I dont want to be in a job that e only things tat i look forward to are the bonuses and seeing the company Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often dreamt/visualise myself working for Volkswagen Group, to work as one of the technicians, thn an engineer, thn a designer, thn to finally see the car with my name on it. And i nv wanted to create the best cars, fastest cars, most expensive cars, but the most economical, most efficient and most user-friendly. But, its a tall order to ask for. There are many 'excuses' that tat dream would fail. Thinking, 'i would rather jus be an aviation engineer in SIA'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are countless sayings that 'you are wat u choose to be', 'its your attitude that matters', 'no matter wat e situation, its ur mind tat determines its success'. So does tat mean tat with e rite attitude, i can learn and begin to like my current job? Tat if i choose to succeed, i would? Wat abt following your dreams?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7835715227249769654?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7835715227249769654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7835715227249769654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7835715227249769654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7835715227249769654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/12/err.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-5713614154833259814</id><published>2007-12-17T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:00:47.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I reply to Johnathan's plead(ok la, maybe not plead but i currently cant find a suitable word. Vocaburary shrinking), i shall free this dusty dairy frm dust. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hav made a decision to my future for my future. I gave up some things that we could hav for something that i wanna achieve. Ya, i m guilty that sounds abit selfish. =( So to not make it a worthless investment, i m going to work hard. Here, i make my goals clear to the public so as to act as a reminder and a stimulus that i hav goals to achieve and dont play play. So....here goes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Get IPPT Gold by 1st Feb 2008. 12 chin-ups, 42 sit-ups, 9.8s shuttle run, 248cm SBJ &amp;amp; 9m30s for 2.4km. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Achieve "Best in Ground School" award by end of course in April '08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) 1st S$100k by 31 Dec 2009. Be it in unit trusts, assets, cash or $$ in piggy bank. (23 yrs old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Red Fiat Bravo 1.4 T-Jet w 2 tier sun &amp;amp; moonroof, 17" alloys. 150bhp turbo, S$92k as of Nov '07, by 1st June 2010, as a bday present to myself. =P (24th bday) For those who didnt come across this rare Italian Stalion :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CE4s8p2I/AAAAAAAAADg/fiuvnL0sjkg/s1600-h/Bravo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138187245328312162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="219" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CE4s8p2I/AAAAAAAAADg/fiuvnL0sjkg/s320/Bravo-2.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CSos8p3I/AAAAAAAAADo/fQRHGj3WkHU/s1600-h/Bravo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138187481551513458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="226" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CSos8p3I/AAAAAAAAADo/fQRHGj3WkHU/s320/Bravo-1.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CSos8p3I/AAAAAAAAADo/fQRHGj3WkHU/s1600-h/Bravo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CSos8p3I/AAAAAAAAADo/fQRHGj3WkHU/s1600-h/Bravo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CSos8p3I/AAAAAAAAADo/fQRHGj3WkHU/s1600-h/Bravo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to like it whn i went car window shopping with nic, who is lookin for a small car to go uni next yr. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-5713614154833259814?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/5713614154833259814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=5713614154833259814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/5713614154833259814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/5713614154833259814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-reply-to-johnathans-pleadok-la-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/R06CE4s8p2I/AAAAAAAAADg/fiuvnL0sjkg/s72-c/Bravo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-3445532963614650348</id><published>2007-09-19T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T06:52:11.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm guilty, guilty for updating my blog ONCE per month. No, no, i gotta increase e frequency. =) This past month, e only thing tat increased in frequency was my tiredness. For e past 2 months, thr had been many bday parties. Thr will be 1 more this sat, Shir and ML's. I'm going broke!! On Sun aft church, tho we said tat we wont splurge on food, Josh &amp;amp; I would inevitably spray cash on food like Sizzler &amp;amp; Manhatten's Fish. Aft tat, we will start digesting food with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was v sad. 136 BWC had jus left for Pearce today. Tho i couldnt make it to see them off, (cos i'm already posted out), i could feel the sadness as they leave. Oh manz, its gotta be 9 months b4 i get 2 see them. Pray tat everything will go smoothly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Matt, he was nt planned to go to Pearce de, tho he was e reserved. Thn on Mon, 2 days b4 departure, news broke tat he will be going. Oh manz, every1 of us could feel tat indescribable mixture of tots he went thru. Tat nite, he die die also wanna hav an outin and we obliged no matter wat. Had supper at Hong Kong Cafe and aft tat, he sent his gf home. Tho she did nt really expressed anything, we could still witness sadness in her eyes. E remaining 10 of us started plannin on where to go for my driving 'lesson'. Aft an hour, we headed for Pasir Ris at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt waited for us at the slip road. We will leave e driving details as it is, but i gonna miss e times tat we had aft they had gone. =( 135 BWC, if u can see this, we wish u all the best and look forward to seeing u with e golden wings on your left chest. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot rot is gettin better. No more blisters or dead skin, jus fresh new baby skin tat surfaced. I gotta take care of it as it slowly harden so as not to blister it. I miss swimming. It had been almost 3 months le. I cant imagine i haven been swimming for so long. I miss running, i miss squash. =( Gonna hav a review on Oct 9th. Hope it can bring me gd news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, starting to feel useless le. Hav been addicted to GTA San Andreas for e past week or so. i practically dedicated 7 days of my life to an unproductive, short-lived pleasure which robbed me of my mental alertness thru e hours. Not really short whn i spent 5 hours straight playin it everyday. No, no, i hv sinned. No more throwin away of precious time jus like tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.E.F. Mon, i was posted to TCDO for a month. Its a 1-lady-show &amp;amp; i will be her 3rd hand. If she did nt hand me anything to do, i would hav my free time to do my own stuff, surf net and such. I wanna make full use of e time there. Don wanna waste anymore time le. AHHH. Gonna gain as much or more thn wat i lost last week to senseless killin &amp;amp; directionless driving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-3445532963614650348?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/3445532963614650348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=3445532963614650348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3445532963614650348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3445532963614650348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-guilty-guilty-for-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-3236654012214003307</id><published>2007-08-18T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T08:47:23.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6th Aug 2007. It was 730 in e morning. I was tryin to occupy myself with things in the office so that i wont be reminded for e reply i hav been waiting for e sms i hav sent last nite. Cos if i tot of it, my heart will beat fast, and slow at e same time, threatening to screw up the momentous pace of the cardial muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0827, jus completed doing the Parade State. Contracted my triceps &amp; stretched to reach for my hp which i hav abandoned since i reach e office. It read, '1 New Message'. That fast/slow heart syndrome kicked in again. It was frm her...As i read e 1st line, blood was pumpin 2 my head, heart beating out-of-balance and clear, salty liquid ooze from e pores of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey bro, I be rite back", told my duty partner as i made a beeline for the exit. I read once, twice, thrice till i reached e end of e building. Thn my heart cooled down &amp;amp; i started to think slightly better after e blood stopped pushin like sporeans in e Hello Kitty sale. Aft reading the 2-msg long sms e gazillionth time, i replied with a question. I waited and waited in vain til i could no longer. Thn, i switched on my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was on skype. We chatted awhile. Still my heart was beating like a horse running on red-hot charcoal with an ice blanket hung over its back. E horse is gettin tired and dyin to reach e end of e tunnel. I reminded her of e sms which i sent. And she said 'ok'. These 2 letters. 'Ok', would be e 2 letters whn placed side by side, be a word which i will remember. Cos e qn was, "Will u be my gf?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Lynn. It all happened whn i sent her back aft sendin Ying Si and Natalia back as e previous blog mentioned. Fate seems to come in huge and round parcels. Whn we were in sec sch, we didnt really hav much impression of each other. All i knw is tat her chi is gd, sat at e corner of e class and has couple of guys after her. And to think we were in e same class for 4 years. Think prob its jus me baz..=/ Now, 5 yrs later, the arrow pierced the hearts of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was my block leave. Spent e main bulk of my time with Lynn. It was memorable. Jus yest, we went down to the Esplande to witness the 15min, million-dollar orchestra of dazzling fireworks amongst the thousands of standing bodies. I really don knw wat to say but to jus thank God for allowing Lynn to enter my life and vice versa. Tho it was 5 yrs late, we were still decades early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho e road ahead will not be exactly smooth, but i will not let go of wat we hav now. Tho this was jus e 1st week, i look forward to the Beautiful memories of the weeks ahead. Lynn, I love u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-3236654012214003307?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/3236654012214003307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=3236654012214003307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3236654012214003307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3236654012214003307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/08/6th-aug-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-110001399503636441</id><published>2007-07-14T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T02:05:49.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YS's Bday</title><content type='html'>Today wasnt jus like any other day. Its Friday!! E 13th to b exact but who cares. Furthermore its Yingsi's bday!! The day went quite well. E whole office was quite bz cos they gotta prepare for the Sch Comd presentation. After a hard day, we knocked off at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent RX to e Braddell busstop while i made my way to e pool. Hav been swimming consecutively for the past 6 days le. Really love to swim but everytime i'm alone de. Cant find anyone suitably to swim with &amp; those who are stay so far away. So everytime i will jus find someone who seems like swimmin for longer distance and follow him/her. If i overtook tt person, i will look forward to overtakin him/her again. If he stops, thn i will find another guy to follow. But today, i was in for luck. This guy, prob was in his late 20s or early 30s, was blasting thru e water in his breatstroke. He was dam aggressive. I let him swim half a lap b4 i kick off. Initially, i was catching up. Whn he reached e other end, i was 1/4 lap away frm him. But i used so much effort to catch up with him tt i soon tired out. On e next lap, i only managed to maintain e same pace as him. Thn i stopped, my heart was exploding but he still carried on. Unwillin to admit defeat, i tried again &amp;amp; again but to no avail. 1st few tries i could still kept pace but soon after i was traillin back le. Its so cool to find such crazy swimmers in public pools. Whn i came out frm e batheroom, tt crazy guy was still blaring away!! Prob was a fish in his previous life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft being shagged out, drove over to YS's place to pick her up. Called me at abt 1850 to ask me where was i. At her void deck, decided to use her toilet. She was with Natalia, her 16-yr-long friend. Was requested to fetch lynn too at Potong Pasir. Had no idea where is it so YS gotta direct me. And ya, we Hor-lan again. Freakin sianz. In e end took out e street directory after travellin round e 5km route twice. At e busstop, lynn was already waiting there. Drove all e way to Holland V. Upon reaching, Hor-lan again. Arrggg. I prefer it if i knw where to go. Anyway dropped e 3 gers b4 i went to find parkin. Parked at some far faraway carpark &amp; walked to HV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Essential Brews. It was cool, thr were no chairs so my feet were numbed nt long after i sat down. Caught up with Soon Hui. William was still tryin to converse in Mandarin since sec sch days. Huijie looked cool &amp; smart. E gers looked great too. Ordered some cajun salmon. Was lost upon lookin at e menu but remembered tt i once ate some Cajun thing at Fish &amp;amp; Co so it should be safe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peck Choo didnt knw e way so YS went to find her at some busstop. I was supposed to go with her but my fish was already on e table screamin for me 2 bite it. So, Carol went instead. E fish was gd, so was e fries. Whn Peck Choo came, she order some drink while e rest still blabbered away. Thn, a guy in orange shirt came with a cake. It was so sweet, can tell tt YS was surprised. Sang e bday song &amp; proceeded to cut e cake. It was ice-cream cake so it was super hard. I wouldnt wanna destroy e cake in e process so i handed over 2 e staff who would b more experienced thn me. It turned out tt it wasnt really so. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifted to sit btw Soon Heng &amp; Peck Choo while e guy cut e cake. Chatted with SHeng abt his Amour stuff. PC was quite at a lost on wat we were talkin. Seein e 2 extra slices of cake meltin its way, i took e initiative to put it out of its misery. Thn Ellis arrived. Oh manz, i forgot still got her &amp;amp; i guiltily smiled with e empty plate in front of me. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coupon was 1 hour late le so i decided to go extend e coupon. Ys went with me &amp; it was only thn did i knw tt e orange shirt guy who brought e cake was actually her bf. Hahaz. E walk was long &amp;amp; so was e 5-storey climb up e multi-story parking. Thn Ellis called askin if really need to put coupon. I also not sure. Anw, decided to try our luck at a nearer carpark so drove off. E usual carpark was as usual full-house. Tried e housing estate opposite but e U-turn was miles away. Seems like i am gonna bring YS to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft headin back to e restaurant, hung ard 4 awhile b4 leavin. Went to look for Vinaria and her korean friends at some bar nearby. Was quite tired le so didnt stay for long. Went to Ellis' car &amp; requested for a ride to my car. Hahaz, was lost 4 awhile, dam pai seh whn i made her go in circles. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YS, Lynn &amp; Nat took a ride frm me. It was soooo cool. It feels great driving whn u knw e route. =P Aft fetching YS &amp;amp; Nat back, sent Lynn back to Potong Pasir. Had a little chat. =) Reached home, was dead tired. Aft watchin e 1730 Zoe Tay show which i recorded, i dozed off shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-110001399503636441?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/110001399503636441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=110001399503636441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/110001399503636441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/110001399503636441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/07/yss-bday.html' title='YS&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7470124277236489487</id><published>2007-07-04T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T03:48:27.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 3rd Month Getzy!! Hahaz, wanna post this 3 days ago de but don hav e motivation 2 do it. Of this 91 dayz, spent $2600 b4 i got e car on accessories and rims, $905 on more accessories and mods, $555 on essentials like season/coupon/cashcard parkin, servicing, $428.10 for petrol &amp; $40 on parking and ERP fines. =/ Total = $4528.10. This is excluding the monthly installment of e car, road tax, insurance &amp;amp;, touch wood, accidents. Yea so ownin a car aint cheap. =) Oh ya, total travelled, 3996km. And also, 1 minor accident. Arrggg, don wanna talk abt it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently on leave!! Quite shiok... Will update again soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7470124277236489487?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7470124277236489487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7470124277236489487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7470124277236489487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7470124277236489487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-3rd-month-getzy-hahaz-wanna-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-4990219519822105536</id><published>2007-06-25T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:00:50.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding (3/3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Wedding (3/3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was v rush. Me &amp; bro were e receptionists for e groom's side. Bathed &amp;amp; got ready le but mum took an incredibly long time. Supposed to leave at 1720 to grandma's place but 1750 we were stil at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reached grandma place at abt 6pm. While waiting for grandparents, bro, aunt &amp; Merton 2 come down, we took some pics. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080008425989168658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Qv5cTXhI/AAAAAAAAABE/7ZPEYF0EDDo/s320/24062007187.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; my BaBy.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080009057349361202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_RUpcTXjI/AAAAAAAAABU/xMLhvUZUEM0/s320/24062007190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad &amp; his Bigger Baby..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;With me in e car was bro, aunt &amp;amp; Merton. E drive to Mt Faber was quite eventful. While drivin up e hill, i was followin dad. A bike was hoggin e road in front of us. Dad flashed bt he was oblivious to it. Made me loose momentum &amp; i gotta drag e 2nd gear slowly frm 1500 to 2700rpm b4 i reached e lobby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Rushed to e reception area &amp;amp; it was empty. Tim &amp; Uncle not here yet. Arrgg, so we took some pics. It was a nice sight. Everyone looked so great and presentable. 1st time i saw 2nd uncle in suit. He looked great. And so are e ladies. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080011733113986626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_TwZcTXkI/AAAAAAAAABc/PY9stqONgPw/s320/24062007192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080011737408953938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_TwpcTXlI/AAAAAAAAABk/Da5WM-NLiKs/s320/24062007195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me &amp; Bro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080016406038404738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_YAZcTXoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aGqwW63PRRA/s320/24062007198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mum &amp; Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080011741703921250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Tw5cTXmI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q0EUHMSFp2w/s320/PIC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stacey, Priscilla (Tim's sis) &amp; Sarah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080011750293855858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_TxZcTXnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sJ1V64zt-iQ/s320/PIC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Merton, 2nd Uncle, Stacey, Aunt &amp; Mum. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 1845, Tim &amp;amp; his dad arrived. Passed us e Ang Bao box to place on e table &amp; e guest list. E list for e groom's side was twice as long as e bride's side which means we hav got more work to do. 3 gers frm e bride's side were helpin out with e their side. One eventually helped us in askin for e guests names &amp;amp; requestin them to sign e guest book while i was bz findin their names to take their attendence. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080016410333372050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_YApcTXpI/AAAAAAAAACE/NnKlsXZgZk4/s320/24062007197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeapz, e Reception table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080016414628339362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_YA5cTXqI/AAAAAAAAACM/JaawkYuuRqQ/s320/24062007200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E Guest book &amp; Yellow Petals on e borders of e table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080016423218273970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_YBZcTXrI/AAAAAAAAACU/WlkjLaYHu3U/s320/24062007202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;E Bride's side &amp; e $6000 Wedding Album.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080016427513241282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_YBpcTXsI/AAAAAAAAACc/aKpPmGKu_Ac/s320/24062007203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Searching, Searching...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080018471917674194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Z4pcTXtI/AAAAAAAAACk/p6VVI9NktKA/s320/24062007205.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With e assistance of e ger on my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E list was only 75% filled but whn we asked Tim's dad on e attendance, actually everyone except 3 hav arrived le jus tt they didnt register. So we went in whn they were havin their prayer. Felt quite bad leavin e 3 gers to pack up e reception table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E Dinner started at 2015 with e usual cold dish. I wanna drink wine but forgotten tt i m driving. So only drank 2 glasses. Besides tt, i also drank lime, coke &amp; tea. E food was great. Jus enjoyed my time at the table. Priscilla(Tim's sis), gotta plane to catch at 2330 to Aust. Apparently she booked e wrong date. So b4 she left, we took a cousin picture. =) Anw, most likely next yr would be her turn 4 her big day. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080018476212641506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Z45cTXuI/AAAAAAAAACs/VR42auRS6Y8/s320/24062007209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousins (I'm standin on e stairs).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080018480507608818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Z5JcTXvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vOIBbEmPsdY/s320/24062007215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3 Bachelors left. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 70% into e dinner, Tim made his thank u speech. Thankin the crew and family. Was surprised to hear bro's &amp; my name. At abt 2305, e last dish was served. Somehow i dreaded e nite to end. As we walked out of the restaurant, shook hands with e couple &amp;amp; their parents. Was so happy to finally be able to congratulate them. Jus b4 we left, we took a family photo. Its been a long time since we last took. Was so happy tt everyone was fine &amp; doing well since e previous family photo. And thr's even an addition to e family!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080018489097543426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Z5pcTXwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FElieliPCjg/s320/24062007225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Family Picture (Exception of e newly-wed &amp; their parents).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tim &amp;amp; Jiayun will spend e next 2 days at a hotel. Thn next week, they will be flyin off to Aust. Think they will sort of migrate thr. E bride gave up her job in spore to be with her husband. =)Here wishing them all e best and may God's glory shine upon them. =) Hope to c u soon...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After tonite, realised that marriage is such a beautiful thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-4990219519822105536?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/4990219519822105536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=4990219519822105536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/4990219519822105536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/4990219519822105536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/wedding-33.html' title='The Wedding (3/3)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_Qv5cTXhI/AAAAAAAAABE/7ZPEYF0EDDo/s72-c/24062007187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7355761320922205324</id><published>2007-06-24T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:00:51.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding (2/3)</title><content type='html'>The Wedding (2/3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Weddin was at Grace Methodist Church at Telok Blangah Road. Reached thr at abt 1425, jus in time b4 it start. 4th uncle was already thr. Saw Tim, he looked so blessed. =) Thr were live piano pieces which made e atmosphere v serene. At 1445, e cue was given for e bride's dad to walk his daughter down e aisle. Her dad mus hav had many mixed emotions walkin his daughter. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my 1st in my conscious days tt i witness a church wedding. They looked so blessed &amp; confident as they exchanged vows. =) They hav chose the scripture reading of 1 Corinthians 13 on love. They sang 2 christian songs that were well chosen 4 e occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they exchanged vows and pledge their love and deligence to each other, it seems like its God's arrangement to bring e 2 together. Apparently e bride had a little difficulty puttin on e ring for Tim. =) Aft tt, parents frm both sides were invited to witness e signing of the marriage certs. They presented a special item, a song titled ye3 di4 de4 hua1, which is on God's creation that god created e beauty of life. Tho they werent professional singers, but can tell tt they put in e best efforts as e song touched their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, e pastor preached abt marriage and love, tt marriage is a match of 2 ppl to be life companions chosen by God. At e end, e newly wedded finally get to walk down e aisle again. E crowd applauded. =) E bride &amp; groom were invited back into e church for e photo-takin session. Aft tt, went upstairs for a luxurious spread of refreshment. It was abt 1620 whn we had 2 rush for home to get changed for the dinner later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KLZcTXcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QlX7fN7L9EY/s1600-h/24062007168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080001201854176706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KLZcTXcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QlX7fN7L9EY/s320/24062007168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A woman's beautiful moments in her wedding gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KL5cTXdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PpT66V8Wr1Q/s1600-h/24062007169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080001210444111314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KL5cTXdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PpT66V8Wr1Q/s320/24062007169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E exchanging of vows &amp; rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KMZcTXeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fF20aNXLvMU/s1600-h/24062007171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080001219034045922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KMZcTXeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fF20aNXLvMU/s320/24062007171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Witnessing the signing of the marriage certs.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KMpcTXfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Xv1oKMYYSJ0/s1600-h/24062007177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080001223329013234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KMpcTXfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Xv1oKMYYSJ0/s320/24062007177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A special song item frm e newly wedded.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080001231918947842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KNJcTXgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pylIISDB0Ac/s320/24062007181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pastor talkin abt marriage &amp; love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7355761320922205324?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7355761320922205324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7355761320922205324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7355761320922205324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7355761320922205324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/wedding-23.html' title='The Wedding (2/3)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_KLZcTXcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QlX7fN7L9EY/s72-c/24062007168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7786526786209031986</id><published>2007-06-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:00:52.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding (1/3)</title><content type='html'>The Wedding (1/3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's Timothy's Wedding!! Hahaz, woke up at 0745. Brush teeth &amp; wash up b4 i went 2 wash my car. Didnt really hav time, spent jus 30min washin it. Aft tt, went home to bathe. Mum was still preparing so i left for grandma place 1st. Aunt &amp;amp; Merton were thr le. Flipped thru e street directory &amp; e newspapers. Supposed 2 leave at 0930 de but parents still nt here yet. Thn Grace &amp;amp; her mum came too. At abt 0955, we went down 2 meet up with parents. Grace, Merton &amp; e 2 aunts sat in my car while grandparents &amp;amp; mum sat in Dad's. Bro didnt go cos he got papers tml. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to e groom's place at Pandan Valley. Its a 3-storey condo. Alighted my passengers b4 going to park e car. I hate 2 park under e Sun cos e car heats up dam fast. Went up 2 e 7th floor. It was e 1st time i attended tea ceremony (ok laz, i attend my uncle's whn i was like 7 yrs old. But i cant rem a thing). So excited! Chatted with 4th aunt abt my trainin, future &amp; stuff. Somehow it still seemed abit blurr. Anw at abt 1115, e bride was ready. Ya its true, a ger's most beautiful whn she's in her weddin gown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Served grandparents 1st, thn parents followed by all e aunts &amp;amp; uncles. I felt so happy for them. =) Don knw y but i was thinkin how would it be like whn it was my turn to serve. =) Thn jus whn e ceremony was abt 2 end, grandma said in chinese, "Tim, next yr i wanna carry my great-grandson ahz". =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_FxpcTXbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9vAKV2RGdps/s1600-h/24062007164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079996361426034098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_FxpcTXbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9vAKV2RGdps/s320/24062007164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_FxZcTXaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26AAc8yKtdk/s1600-h/24062007162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079996357131066786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_FxZcTXaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26AAc8yKtdk/s320/24062007162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had some light refreshment b4 fetchin grandparents back home. While Dad sent Mum to meet my aunt to pass her some stuff, brought grandparents to a nearby coffeeshop to da bao lunch back. Was on e fence if i should go 4 e church wedding or meet Josh. In e end i chose e Wedding. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7786526786209031986?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7786526786209031986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7786526786209031986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7786526786209031986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7786526786209031986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/wedding-todays-timothys-wedding-hahaz.html' title='The Wedding (1/3)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqSS1NfhoTQ/Rn_FxpcTXbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9vAKV2RGdps/s72-c/24062007164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-986566275453964645</id><published>2007-06-23T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:14:58.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning, dad woke me up. Forgotten to set e alarm. Supposed to go swim b4 goin market de. Fetch grandma to &amp; from market b4 sending her to the hair salon. Cousin Timothy is gettin married tml!! Really happy for him. I'm really happy too. Actually everyone is happy laz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetch grandpa for barber too. At ard noon, went to swim. E Sun was scorching hot but i jus went ahead laz. Sab was commentin tt i swim so much but nv get tanned. So lets c if this works. =P 1st time saw so many bikini babes. Seldom do i swim at noon so it was a rare sight. Tot tis will only happen at e beach. Anw swam quite alot. Was swimming with this guy wearin black trunks &amp; a thick yellow stripe. Lapped him twice b4 i stopped swimmin. Personally, i prefer gers 2 swim in costumes rather thn in bikini. Guess tats jus me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft an hour of swimmin, felt dam shiok. Drove back to grandma place. Bought lunch for them. Aft eatin, rushed home to finish readin my book for the book review. Rejected Sab &amp; gang for the ECP outing this aft for e gundu book review. Started reading e 160-page book at 3pm. At abt 4pm, i uneventfully Dozed off, like wat Sab predicted. Think cos i was readin on my bed.  =P Woke up at 1645 &amp; cont readin another 40 pages til abt 6. Smsed Sab tt i cant make it 4 dinner le. Whn she called, they were already walkin 2 e hawker &amp;amp; i m stil havin indigestion frm overload of info &amp; e fact tt i still got half e book to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn, Alex &amp; gang called &amp;amp; asked if wanna go for dinner. Actually they asked me last nite le but i didnt giv them an ans. Since parents out le &amp; i stil gotta eat so i agreed with them. Wanna take train de but they say drive la cos they hungry le. CTE jammed. Wanted 2 park at Suntec de but they say park at Shaw Towers &amp;amp; i don knw where is tt. Drive, lookout for traffic &amp; flip e directory at e same time. Due to e National Day rehearsal, some roads were blocked - this further complicate e situation. Anw, finally found Shaw Towers by complete chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at NYDC. Don really like NYDC. Ate some 2-in-1 spaghetti with lots of cheese. Yummy. Prefer pastamania, abt same &amp; abt half e price. Aft eatin, drove back. The carpark at Shaws sucks. E drive home was shiok, much much better thn e drive thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home, got a headache whn i saw e book on e sofa. Went online &amp; found out tt e guy who is doin with me is goin to taiwan next week. Arrg, think mine will be cancelled le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a sucky day. I've sinned. Hoped tt tml will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-986566275453964645?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/986566275453964645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=986566275453964645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/986566275453964645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/986566275453964645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-morning-dad-woke-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7322522269701462990</id><published>2007-06-17T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:55:24.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 8am. Planned 2 go 4 2nd service instead of 1st cos i wanna go swim. 'sbeen long since i last swam le. Reach e pool, it was slightly drizzling. Went to take a peek at e pool &amp; saw tt ppl r still swimmin so heck laz, bought tix &amp;amp; went in. Whn in e water, not sure y but i didnt really had e mood to swim. Cant swim continuous so swam in short bursts of laps. Aft 1 hour of swimming, made my way to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went 4 Bible study. Met Josh, wanted so badly to ask him how was his date. =P Aft tt, went for chinese service. Was quite weird cos its my 1st time thr. Furthermore, i cant understand 80% of wat they r talkin. But e organist was quite gd. =) It was supposed to end by 1230.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, Li Guo called me sayin tt he's gt 2 Fantastic 4 tix at Lido at 1325 askin me if i wanna go. Cos i gt church &amp; i nt sure if its too rush so i turned him down. Encouraged him to ask his prom date but he said dont want laz. So i put down e phone le. Aft tt, felt quite bad 2 turn him down so called him back sayin tt i wanna go. It turned out tt aft i turned him down, he called his date but she said she had plans le. So glad tt i called him back. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese service didnt end til 1305. For e last 30min, i cant really grasp wat e content was, thinkin tt i was going 2 b dead late. Rushed &amp; made my way down to tpy central. Skimmed round 3 levels of parkin lots b4 a Chery QQ left his lot. Felt quite lucky cos i almost wanted to park on e roof le. I was half walkin, half running to e station. Sianz, gotta wait 5 min 4 e train 2 arrive. At tt point, it was already 1330.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Liguo alittle too early to exit e cinema cos i dont hav e tix 2 enter. It was at Lido 1 &amp; it was packed. Our seats were X13, 14. It was e 2nd row frm e front. Thank God his date had something on if not she would probably b cursin 4 a stiff neck le. Anw, we jus randomly sat somewhere further up and hoped tt no one would sit. To our horror, a family of 4 came. Luckily we had 4 more seat to e right so it was jus nice, e whole row was full le. Now jus pray tt e couple with our seat numbers doesnt appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E movie was great tho i missed e 1st 10min. Maybe tts y i felt tt e show was a little short. Aft e show, walked 2 Taka for KFC. Wanna try e Miso Chic thingy but all tt was left were minute pieces of chic. Gave up my Miso &amp; gt e normal chic instead. Aft fillin our stomachs, walked all e way to PS. Wanna eat e Taiwan chic but think close down le. LG gotta go back 4 dinner so we left at abt 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to tpy to buy some stuff. Ribena &amp; nuts. Aft tt, drove to grandma place. Wanna celebrate Dad's Day de but grandma cant walk far so decided 2 jus go behind our block for some chinese cuisine. I was supposed to buy e rest dinner but mum ended up paying. E curry fishhead was superb. Long long time since i last ate it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thruout dinner, me &amp; bro were talkin non-stop abt physics. Yeah think its in e blood. Hahaz. Aft dinner, Parents went shoppin while i brought grandparents up with my bro still yakkin abt physics. Talked to him abt flyin too, e dynamics of flyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sundays cos parkin is free. Dont hav to worry so much abt how much coupons u put. At abt 2030, drove home with e windows down. Smsed dad wat time he comin back &amp; if he wanna wash car. 10pm he said. Quickly finished my project tts due tml &amp;amp; spent some time watchin tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washed e whole car but didnt wax. Was quite tired le. Yea, &amp; i still gotta work tml &amp;amp; i 'm on duty too. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7322522269701462990?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7322522269701462990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7322522269701462990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7322522269701462990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7322522269701462990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/woke-up-at-8am.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-5512547230758015455</id><published>2007-06-16T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:20:27.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to go swim today de. Woke up at 7am &amp; drove 2 tpy 4 a swim. Thn at 9am fetch grandma 2 market. But, as usual cant wake up. Must b frm e cow i ate last nite. Woke up at 8 plus whn Josh entered e room. He was supposed to join me 4 swim de but was stuck on e com. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me abt 15 min frm jurong 2 tpy. Aft alightin grandma, it started 2 rain whn i went 2 park my car. Jus thank god tat it didnt rain whn she's alighting. Was rainin like mad again n i didnt bring brolly. Shopped ard for e usual stuff. Uncles &amp; aunt coming back tonite for dinner so bought more thn usual. Aft abt 70min of shopping, went upstairs for breakfast. Normally i would bring e groceries 2 e car b4 going 4 breakfast but this time, e weather didnt allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nasi Lemak while grandma ate chee cheong fun. Da Bao-ed food back 4 e rest of e family too. Aft bringin e food up 2 grandma place, drove back to sgoon. While parents were eatin, checked e street directory to The Gardens Condo in Bishan. Was Serene's Bday and Sarah's organising it at her place. I'm not too close to them but i jus go la. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the condo abt 1230 &amp;amp; realised tt Josh went out with John to shop for grocerries. So no choice gotta wait 4 Yikai. E weather was great, slight drizzle &amp; v cooling. Sat on e bench at e lobby, felt like on e beach. Anyway e place was v nice jus tt i wont bring old folks thr, its full of steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh &amp;amp; John came back with e food. Tried 2 start fire whn me &amp; Maverick were invited to visit e apartment. It was quite cosy with a high ceiling. Aft slackin thr, went down 2 e BBQ pit. It was rainin le so changed e venue to the indoor one, but the pit's still unsheltered. Felt quite out of place so went to help out with e BBQ. Josh was e main man, fireman. Went to car to get e big brolly 2 shelter e pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E food was great!! Jus great laz. Yumz. E Tang sisters brought their dog. He's called Goofy, cos he looked like Goofy. Freakin cute. Hahaz..=) Stingray, chic, fried rice, salad, hotdog, salmon, choc. Arrggg, hungry le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cake was Swensen's Icecream cake. Taste great too. Aft e cake, Josh, Yikai &amp;amp; I left e place. Josh gotta rush for his Coms Dinner at 7 &amp; i'm gonna b his chauffer. Quite previlaged to hav e appointment. Hahaz. Sent Yikai to AMK station whn i head 4 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, checked how to go to Meritus Mandarin. Left home at 1650. Reached his date's place at 1710. Wipe e car abit whn Josh called. Sucks manz, supposed to be Marina Mandarin &amp;amp; i left my street directory at home. No choice le, he's gotta take cab. Saw his date, elegant. Hahaz, but too bad cant send them. So called aunt who's going to grandma place for dinner if she wants a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner with family. Aft tt fetch uncle home b4 makin my way home. Wanna visit cousin de cos she's sick but uncle said another day baz, let her rest...Spent e rest of e nite on com, thn eventfully went to slp..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-5512547230758015455?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/5512547230758015455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=5512547230758015455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/5512547230758015455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/5512547230758015455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/supposed-to-go-swim-today-de-7am-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-3380930636290396427</id><published>2007-06-15T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:19:19.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, thr's something diff abt e workday. We wont b in e office, wont b in uniform. We r going on an excursion!! Going to Bukit Chandu. Those who drive will b e grp leader. They will fetch another 4 frm Habourfront station to Bukit Chandu. Reached e station at abt 0835. Waited till 0905 whn we r supposed 2 reach BC by 0915. In order nt 2 b late, we asked e last guy 2 take cab le. 4 cars set off to BC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up e slope with 3 ppl onboard. Went up with gear 2. Whn i finally made it to the top, realised tt the rest also went up in 2nd gear. =P Soon aft we reached, it started raining lions &amp; tigers. Thankfully everyone was here le, except our instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs for some audio-visual thingy tt mimics e actual war scene. They used&lt;br /&gt;seinheisser headphones 4 each of e 30 seats lorz. Every1 who came in gt e same reaction, "wah, can kope or not!" Hahaz, Sporeans. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e movie, went walkin ard lookin at exhibits &amp; talkin cock, but its more of e latter. It was still raining dinosaurs &amp;amp; lions so no choice stuck at e small museum. Thn, pri sch kids came 2  visit too. Suddenly i realised tt we r all overgrown kids. In army le still go 2 e same place tt pri sch kids go. Hahaz. Forced to gather at e small cafe to discuss wat we hav gathered frm e excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At abt late 11 whn e rain dissolved 2 a slight drizzle, we head off to Mac at West Coast, frm wat i knw, its e biggest in spore. Reached thr, ya it was big. Quite disturbed whn i came out &amp; saw tt my car was parked almost 20 degrees slant. Arrggg. Ate some teriyaki chic burger &amp;amp; e seaweed fries. I don really c wat so nice abt mac. Tons of kids were present &amp; they seem to enjoy it. I guess i hav grown up le. Wat m i talkin, i 21 le eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Instructor finally came at 1330, his car broken down le so send 2 e workshop &amp; took a cab down. Aft 3 hours of sharing and discussion abt our vocation &amp;amp; stuff, we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned 2 meet Josh at SP for squash. Sry manz, gotta make u wait 4 so long. AHHH, i hate it whn i get lost. Don knw how i go, i ended up at e harbour. Stoppin @ e rd shoulder, flipped thru e street directory several times b4 reachin SP. Was quite tired le. Saw e graduated batch of ppl thr. Part of me wanted 2 play with them but e other half was lazy 2 change as we only had abt 80 min b4 Sab comes 2 SP. Jie Wei &amp; Gang came &amp;amp; pestered 4 a joy ride so ok lorz. They kept comparin abt alvin's mini cooper S &amp; Fed's SAAB 9-5t on how furiously they drove. I mean, they r compairing papaya to chiku wat. Mine is a humble car so how was mine to campare with them. Arrgg, don understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn Josh arrived, was shocked whn he ware berms &amp; slippers cos he didnt knw we were going NYDC 4 dinner later 4 Dan's farewell. So he made a diff decision to forgo squash &amp;amp; head home to change. Aft tt, made our way 2 Bukit Batok Mac to meet Sab. Halfway thr, realised i left my bag at e squash courts. Whn Sab was in e car, drove back 2 SP but lost our way. Tired of drivin in circles le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Holland V 10 min to 8. Everyone except yimin was thr. Sat beside Josh with Sab opp me beside Dan. E meal was stil ok but it was rather awkward. If i m nt wrong its since long long time whn we last sat down 4 a meal with this grp of ppl. Ordered some 3 amigos pasta. Took quite alot of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft e meal, went to Wala Wala. NV heard b4 de but they liked it alot. Generally i don like payin so much for a beverage tho i quite like 2 drink alcohol. Supposed to meet e pilots for ktv at 8pm but i told them i will join them later. So i left b4 enterin Wala. Fetch Gladys home. Freakin sian, lost again. She stays at Reagent Condo. Quite a nice place. Got a big mirror @ e lobby whr i can c e reflection of my car. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft tt, sent Josh home. On e way, e tot of me stil gotta find my way 2 Orchard really turn me off. Quite sian of driving le. So, made an impromptu decision 2 stay over at Josh place. Smsed e pilot ppl, think they will hav thing to shoot me on Mon. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM cos we tot tt it was free parkin. Went shoppin a little. Bought raw, marinated steak frm Giant for supper. Bought overnite parkin coupons too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft parkin at Josh's place, went up 2 bathe &amp;amp; down 2 prepare e steak. It was easier 2 prepare thn i tot. Taste really gd. Hahaz. Chatted awhile thn Josh went 2 play Renarok. I too tired le so went up to rest, in e end slpt like a pig. Unknwingly forced Josh 2 slp on his parents bed. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-3380930636290396427?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/3380930636290396427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=3380930636290396427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3380930636290396427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3380930636290396427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-thrs-something-diff-abt-e-workday.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7568094461072554106</id><published>2007-06-13T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:29:43.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Tired...</title><content type='html'>Woke up today like any other day. Mum prepared bread &amp; left it in e fridge last nite. Reached work as usual but they implemented 1 xtra rule. They said tt as pilots-to-be, e least we should get is a pass for IPPT. Cos some failed e test, now b4 every sports session everyone gotta run 4km ie. 10 laps b4 e sports is commenced. So as gd cadets, we abide e rules. Tho it was at a rather slow pace, e xtra distance cause e leg muscles to stiffen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft 10 rounds, i was sweatin like e condensation on e air-con piping in my car's bonnet. After coolin off, we went to e gym. My muscles still ache frm Sun's squash. After gym, i dont even hav energy to salute le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool down &amp; went for shower. KY took some abandoned shower foam in e bathroom, &amp;amp; it turned out to b detergent. Hahaz..=P Had some briefin by e senior instructors on discipline. I agree tt some of us are quite complacent in this aspect thus they gotta implement some xtra regimental stuff 2 b carried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up stairs to do rations for the next 2 weeks. Lots of changes and last min updates which made me do &amp; redo several times. Took me half of e aft to complete. At 3, its e sch sports day. Went to swim. Was dead tired le but still pressed on. At e end, i cant feel several parts of my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, given me a bed, i will naturally be e a log. Ya i gonna b e log soon. Jus hope tat i can wake up on time tml...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7568094461072554106?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7568094461072554106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7568094461072554106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7568094461072554106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7568094461072554106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/dead-tired.html' title='Dead Tired...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-3049862606261310061</id><published>2007-06-09T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T09:18:56.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dedication To My Grandma</title><content type='html'>A Dedication To My Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her soup. I miss e sweetness without sugar, richness without being concentrated, tastiness without MSG. I miss the piping hotness frm e charcoal stove. I miss e dedication &amp; precision in e ingredients being used. I miss e care, effort &amp;amp; patience in e hours spent preparing them. I miss gulping down mouthfuls of soup. I miss drinkin 5 bowls of soup in a meal. I miss e smile on her face whn i savour every drop frm e bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her for e way she is. For e sacifices she made. For limping almost 1 km to e market to buy groceries every other day. For making sure tat we r not hungry. For washing our clothes so tat thr wont b a time whn we hav nth to wear. For cleaning e house whn we attend sch. For protecting us frm harm. For standing btw e cane and us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her 4 her kindness to even strangers. For her selflessness. For everything. We took things for granted, tt she will always b thr &amp; thr will always be food on e table. Her knees r giving way from the daily walks to e market, buyin food back, cleaning e house, washin e clothes manually. With each step she feels pain, but her spirit to keep e house going never ceases. I cant wait to tell her how much i love her but whn i faces her, e words jus disintegrate e moment they left my lips. I nv get to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread e day tat she leaves us. I wanna spend time with her every single day. I wanna help her out so tt she can at least take a break frm e pain in her knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I pray tt my grandma will not feel any more pain. I pray tat her health will b as gd as it can be. I pray tat she can live to a hundred yrs. I pray tat she wont feel pain anymore. I pray tat she wont feel pain anymore. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-3049862606261310061?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/3049862606261310061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=3049862606261310061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3049862606261310061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3049862606261310061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/dedication-to-my-grandma.html' title='A Dedication To My Grandma'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7817726187590719471</id><published>2007-06-05T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:32:37.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Brief</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 550 this morning. Doing SDO again. In addition, i m also givin morning brief. Think its e 1st in history tat these 2 clashed. Yea, i made alot of history. =/ 30 min b4 8am, me &amp; aaron were bz like bees. Gather parade state and multi-taskin stuff all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was freakin nervous at e tot of standin in front of 110 ppl in a formal briefing, with enough 'crabs' to start a seafood buffet. Aaron was my partner doin e 1st part of e brief. His slides had a few errors tat sort of dampened the mood. I asked god for help and he gladly provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn it was my turn, my knees were shiverin v little. But i spoke with confidence(i think). I manage to bring across my point and stirred up a debate. At e end, i asked 'will thr be any pts 2 add frm e floor', no one responded. I asked 'sir?". Wing com nodded in agreement and said 'ok, good' and dismissed the class. I felt like i jus striked 4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat, cont my SDO duty. Felt quite high. Only hav God to thank. Was laughin and chit-chattin with keong, weishen, and Tat. It was great fun, cos many of instructors on leave, its like we own e whole office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e aft, Shane came back!! Did sdo with me. Did some catchin up after some long MC for his PRK op. E Day in AFS was alrite. Left at almost 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nite, it was Fanghao Bday so me, Aaron, Keong &amp; Wei Shen celebrated for him at Hong Kong Cafe in Cine. Saw an Rx8 parked at B3. Full bodykit plus nice 18" rims. But, the bodykit abit cui already frm all e bumpin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At e cafe, they were gooing on gers sitted ard. I was sitted opp so cant c much. Thn they discoverd thr's a ger who keeps lookin in our direction. Tot she was lookin at Aaron. Thn think he became horny. Don knw laz. Ate Almond paste. Yumz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday boy treated us to e supper. Went to toilet &amp; thn walked past e cafe again. Took a peep in &amp;amp; saw tt e ger was lookin at e same direction but thr's nobody thr. Conclusion 1, its her habit to tilt her head &amp;amp; look slightly 2 e rite whn ever she's eatin. Conclu 2, she saw someone tt we didnt see. In e end, we forced ourselves to believe its conclu 1. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7817726187590719471?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7817726187590719471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7817726187590719471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7817726187590719471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7817726187590719471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/morning-brief.html' title='Morning Brief'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-6591811807941948565</id><published>2007-06-04T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:25:43.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin Lost??</title><content type='html'>Feelin lost again. I don knw wats wrong but i hate this feelin. Its been sometime since i had these feelins. I don knw wat i want in life, i need someone or something to give me the light and motivation to carry on walkin. I wanted so badly to jus carry on swimmin, walkin or runnin forever. I think these are signs of running away frm reality. E only person who can help me is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a career is wat makes a man wat he is. I miss BMT dayz. Those were e days whn i placed my 'career' in front of everything. Tho i was bz, i was satisfied. Now, i feel v lethargic, v lifeless and meaningless. I don knw wat i m doin also. Or wat i m spending a yr plus waitin for is wat i actually wanted. I jus feel v v wasted if aft all e waitin, realised tt its not something tt i want. Actually, i think all these started out yest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feelin of sweetness &amp; bitterness. Its e kind tt i feel swt in e process but bitter aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i m too tired, frm all those swims. U mean its not advisable to swim everyday ahz. Cant be lehz, thn those spore team who gotta swim miles everyday will be as sad as zombie. I want ans, think i still gotta ask god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-6591811807941948565?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/6591811807941948565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=6591811807941948565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/6591811807941948565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/6591811807941948565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/feelin-lost.html' title='Feelin Lost??'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7144032221025828485</id><published>2007-06-03T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T10:01:48.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A long and beautiful day. =)</title><content type='html'>Today was an incredibly long day. Woke up as usual at 720 for church. Today i nt goin to swim le. For the past 9 days or so, hav been swimmin everyday. My heart gonna explode le. i wanna master swimmin. Its my passion since pri sch but stopped aft sec. I m gonna revive it &amp; aint gonna let it die again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Jones and family came over to spore. It was one, or shld i say the best service i hav ever attended. V interestin. After tat went for the supposedly Bible Study but the Jones family were speakin instead. V fun too. =) After tat, attended 2nd service tho i hav already attended 1st (Lazy Josh to blame =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2nd service ended, met up with susana to pass her some of my poly notes. She gt into aero and acc lorz. Nw she choose uni nt uni choose her. Haiz, me to blame 4 nt studyin hard enough. Gundu me 4gotten to charge my hp. Cant believe tt i made such a blunder. So no choice gotta rush home to charge e hp. E charger is like a turtle lor, charge so slow. Cant wait le so went my dad's car and grab his car charger thn went off to tpy hub. V shiok, drove abt 10 meters thn a malay family drove their Proton out of e lot le. Took train to Orchard whn Sab sms sayin tt she reach le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her thn went to Long John at Cine for lunch after detourin for sometime ard taka. Realised tat i m quite lost in town. Actually i m quite lost everywhere. =/ After lunch, went to Orchard Hotel for the Aust uni exhibition &amp; met up with Josh &amp; his mum. No way m i goin overseas to study if i hv e choice. I don wanna spend tt kind of $$. Aft tt at abt 4 +, Josh mum drive us to Suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E roads were packed. traffic was slow. Glad i didnt drive. After a 15min journey on a road tt would take 3 min with no traffic, we reached Suntec. Suddenly, i feel like an ant in a mighty ant nest. Tons of human flesh filled the hall. Josh met wih a few of his OCS mates to buy cameras. Cant stand thr doin nth cos we would get stampede de. So me &amp; sab made way into the heart of the fleshies. Bought printer for my cousin, kena cheated cos i forgot to asked for e thumbdrive tt they supposed to give me. Bought ink cartridge, kena cheated cos they sold me e wrong one. AHHHHHHHH. Super pissed. Cant be cos i m a guy rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After squeezin thru our way round the hall, finally made it out but now with a big burden, thn 10kg printer towin behind me. So irritating. Went to eat Carl's Junior. Super full. Planned to run later in e nite aft i reach home but think cant le. Aft the fruitful meal, took a route march back all e way to mrt. Considerably worse thn carryin a full pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took train to TPY hub to take my car. Aft the long trip &amp; squeezin thru the turnsvile of e train station, finally reach her. Stuff the load into e boot and drove off. Fetched Sab home at Bukit Batok. I want her to slp/rest while i bring her to e doorstep but i don really knw e way. Guess its every driver's honour to drive his/her passengers safely &amp;amp; in comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send sab to e door &amp;amp; into e house while i visit e toilet. Aft tt, made my way back home. Seein my car parked downstairs, i began to fall for her again. The journey home was safe and uneventful. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7144032221025828485?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7144032221025828485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7144032221025828485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7144032221025828485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7144032221025828485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-and-beautiful-day.html' title='A long and beautiful day. =)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-3884240675910737367</id><published>2007-04-17T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T05:23:38.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Shit</title><content type='html'>Feelin dam sucky. Feel so lost, so, so sucky. I hate the organisation i am in. Its full of S**t, really. I don see any sense in e way they do things. Anyway 2 of us did something wrong and we will continue to get shit for the next 3 weeks. i dont knw wat kind of sick punishment is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt like my life is crashing down, feel like there's no motivation for anything. Lonely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-3884240675910737367?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/3884240675910737367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=3884240675910737367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3884240675910737367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/3884240675910737367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/04/deep-shit.html' title='Deep Shit'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-117580430696459664</id><published>2007-04-06T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T13:18:26.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Heyz I'm BaCk!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, its been more thn 6 months since i last updated. After i lost passion, &amp; further fueled by the mindef law tat its a v risky thing to blog esp abt mindef stuff, i grew less &amp;amp; less determined to blog. But today, 1st time in so so long tat i 'm still up at this time (4am), i suddenly felt e urge to blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a roller coaster ride. It was an eventful 6 months, prob e most in my whole life. Went overseas twice, Aust for 1 month for airgrading &amp; Brunei for 11 days for Jungle Survival Training. Yapz, in case i didnt update u guys, i hav jus entered the long &amp;amp; tedious journey of being a pilot in e RSAF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've jus gotten a car, a Getz 1.1. Ya i knw tt thr r alot of pp thr askin me y buy now &amp; all tt stuff so i aint gonna ans, cos i also don knw how. Anyway, my manual skills sux!!!! Oh manz, i cant tell u how frustrated i 'm whn i cant meet e standard of drivin. Prob is e car, prob is me. Anyway, jus came back frm a pilot outing at Yishun jetty. Had BBQ. Actually is a car &amp;amp; man gatherin. Jus imagine, 16 of us in e course, 10 cars. Wow, really quite cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm dead tired. Tml gonna go out with sab &amp; maybe YQ. Hope we will enjoy ourselves. Gonna watch shooter. Ya i prob gonna get shot by e slpin bug in e cinema. After tat, gonna go Bukit Batok for Leon's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, pls bless those who r sound aslp rite now &amp; may they hav a nice &amp;amp; pleasant morning tml. Thank God 4 e safe trip home &amp;amp; e safe trip for all my pilot buddies as they appear 1 by 1 on msn at home. Dear God, please 4give me 4 being rude 2 my mum jus now. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-117580430696459664?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/117580430696459664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=117580430696459664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/117580430696459664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/117580430696459664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-heyz-im-back.html' title='Hey Heyz I&apos;m BaCk!!!'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-7156249441811745282</id><published>2007-02-10T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:04:49.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 6th month Getzy!! Hahaz..For July to Sep of these 92 days, spent $140 bucks on car curtains compared to the humongous $3605 spent on e 1st 3 months, $498.60 on petrol ($428.10 for 1st 3 months), $422.80 on essentials like season/coupon/cashcard parkin ($465.00), Servicing $0.00 ($90.00) and $50 for parking/ERP fine ($40).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-3mth spendings on e above items(excluding accesories), are $1023.70 whereas for 4-6mth spendings on e above items are $971.40. The diff accounted are mainly for the lack of servicing charges ($90 less) and the increase in fuel burned ($70 more) and lesser essentials ($43 less). Oh ya, total travelled for 4-6mth, 3579km(3996km). So total mileage on car is 7575km. And! No accidents! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So total spent on car so far is $4528.10 + $1111.40 = $5639.50... =) Anyway, fuel prices are gonna increase and i also gonna travel more due to more commitments too so can somehow expect e spendings to increase. =( Hahaz, but its ok laz, cos i will be going off to Aust next june le so i will jus provide e services while i still can. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-7156249441811745282?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/7156249441811745282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=7156249441811745282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7156249441811745282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/7156249441811745282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-6th-month-getzy-hahaz.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115955149004534757</id><published>2006-09-30T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:38:10.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played squash for 2 consecutive days. Yea, played alot this week. Played with nise &amp; sam yest. YQ ps me. Actually no laz, its i came late, v late cos gotta send those recruits back to camp. Anyway yest squash was quite relaxing. Could be longer tho. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was much fun. At work, its boring. No one's in, only me, Andrew (another FEP, ya, e one crazy abt muscles) &amp; Ms Quah. Ms Quah is abt 30, married, &amp; has a abt-7-yr-old son but she looks like a teenager who jus finished her diploma. Some gers are blessed with youth. =) Btw she's a Major in CMPB. Tat's 1 crab on her shoulder if she were to wear NO.3. She reminds me of my cousin- looks plus brain- one of e rare ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather tired after work &amp; didnt feel like going for squash. Must be e air-con. Now i knw y office pp r very very reluctant to exercise but whn u make e effort its really worth it. I'm glad i did. Read frm some magazine on some Popularity contest. Given e same scenario, wat would u do?? For me, i would hav jus called off e gatherin but i decided to go 4 e ideal ans &amp;amp; jus go &amp; enjoy myself. Which i did, thanks to da mag. I would hav regretted if i didnt go. Now i knw wat 2 do whn the lazy bug come botherin me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus thn train to SP. Oh ya, my EZ link card gonna be overused le. Transportation bills r killin me. Spend like one-third of my pay on transport. This aint rite. I'll buy bus concession &amp; force myself to take e bus (which i nv like). Yea, &amp;amp; also cos i can read in train but not on bus. I don wanna puke all over the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached SP at abt 1830. Went to jio wenxu and YQ 2 FC3. I'm hungry. In e end treated them 100plus while i ate chic rice. Squash is becomin more &amp; more fun but i lost all e matches today. Arrggg. Dan came. Played best of 5, he practically owned e game. Sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go eat dinner with e rest de but bro smsed me said dad jus came back frm Germany &amp; wasnt feelin well, asked me to be home asap. Yea so gotta PS them. =( Took e 74 bus. 1st time i took bus home frm SP. Time abt e same but i guess e price is lesser. Dam it, gotta really buy concession le. Gonna do it tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, Dad's already slpin. Ate my dinner &amp; watched e recorded 9pm show. After dinner, sat by e com. Slackin &amp; listened to music whn Josh called. Chatted for like 40 min &amp;amp; he called frm his HP!! Wished i got a home phone. Chatted &amp; chatted, seems like we got lots of catchin up to do. Meetin up tml for swim, gym &amp;amp; lunch-cum-dinner. Gotta be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired, as usual. Gotta go slp le, feel like e sore bug is crawlin to my throat le. Arrggg, get lost u $^#&amp;amp;@*. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115955149004534757?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115955149004534757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115955149004534757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115955149004534757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115955149004534757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/09/played-squash-for-2-consecutive-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115911689060350232</id><published>2006-09-25T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T09:54:50.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrggg, v sianz, v bored. Find tat i'm too free le. Most of e peeps ard me are either workin, schlin or sispecing/OCSing. Arrggg. Now everyday i gotta report to CMPB do admin work, stuff like collect printouts frm printer, buy lunch for e rest, check their stocks, throw rubbish etc. Yea, e job tat includes everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life there can be so so so boring. I can practically slp thru-out e office hours. But not nice laz, so gotta try to fight the idiotic slpin bug. Another thing is tat $$ is going away fast. Everyday spend 10 odd bucks on food &amp; transport. Multiply tat and tat leaves abt $120 bucks left. For this month, spent $200 on a external harddisk, $158 on a no-camera phone. Yea, i'm gonna go 2 e loansharks soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travellin time sux too. E journey i take needa change bus, change train, change train thn change bus. To &amp; Fro already 3 hours. AHHH. Seriously got no life. No no no, gotta be more optimistic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, btw i am posted to cmpb now cos my medical not out yet. Ya, it takes ages. I don knw y too, prob they r still using e typewriter. Anw, 6th Oct i gotta go e pressurize test. I've no idea y only me &amp; another guy gotta go. Could be gd, could be bad, but i take it as gd baz. =P Yapz, so if by 3 months results not out or i failed e medical, i will go to either OCS or Sispec. If i passed, i will go OCS for 2 weeks, thn Aust for 2 months. Its tough, so fingers crossed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, watever it is, i too gotta train le. Cos die die also gotta go Sispec or OCS. Pals in Sispec say its hell. Yea, &amp; i hav yet to hear frm the OCS peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yapz, tml 6am wake up. Start of a new week again. Arrggg. Borrowed 4 novels, hope time will die faster, tat is if i dont fall aslp. *YaWnZ* =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115911689060350232?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115911689060350232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115911689060350232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115911689060350232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115911689060350232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/09/arrggg-v-sianz-v-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115833853542452924</id><published>2006-09-16T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:42:15.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read thru e past blog entries, realised tt i've been thru alot. Arrggg, i don know wat to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships r scary. Friends ard me r experiencing alot of troubles. Arrggg, y does it hav to be like this? Tot love's supposed to be a beautiful thing?? Does time spells everything?? A 2-yr r/s can end jus like tat, jus 1 month. I don knw wat to say. Its so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, got my posting results le. Gonna b a pilot( i guess). Was quite a surprised. Had many mixed feelings. Wanna go OCS de. But now got pilot. Thn if i don go pilot, i go get business degree. Wa, blurr blurr. Anw, made a promise to myself &amp; 2 others tat i will do my best, guess tats how i will take it frm now baz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, will end it here. Wishin, hopin &amp; prayin 4 all those in a r/s to stay happy &amp;amp; keep smiling. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115833853542452924?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115833853542452924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115833853542452924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115833853542452924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115833853542452924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/09/read-thru-e-past-blog-entries-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115807510450308186</id><published>2006-09-10T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T08:46:37.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you!! Don call me a recruit, i aint recriut no more. I'm private, a private now you @#$!%@. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP was a blast!!! Freaking great; so was 16km, SOC, IPPT, 24km, OC's evening, Recruits evening. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16km was rather horrible, e same as all other route marches. Started at 4 plus. As we went to late afternoon, it started to rain. Arrggg, all wet &amp; my abrasion is killing me!! Feel v v heavy. This is e only march tat i don feel hot at all, its freakin cold!!! Its alot worse thn feelin hot. End of e day, went back with humongous abrasions, walkin like zombie ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOC, haiz, still cant clear monkey bar &amp;amp; low rope, so, i failed. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPPT, got Silver. Disappointment. AHHZ!! Couldnt meet the target for chinup and SBJ so e 2.4km also nv put in effort. In e end practically jogged e whole way. Arrggg...Don like my attitude back thn. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24km, didnt take any chances le. Bought bicycle tights frm E-mart. Wore it even tho its hot like oven, but nth can beat e pain of abrasions. 0 to 4km, morale dam high. We were at e back, &amp; we become e stereo of our platoon. 4 to 8km, morale was e all time low for me. Don knw y, no motivation. 8 to 24km, was ok. Marches r not tiring, they are a test of mental strength, patience, resistance to pain frm blisters &amp;amp; abrasions &amp; mental strength. Tho it was tough, e moment whn we reach e parade square, all pain vanished. E commanders were celebrating with us, pouring and spitting water at everyone. It was a moment nv 2 b 4gotten. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OC's evening was fun, dam funny. Laugh till jaw also pain. It was great fun to see all the commanders laughin their heads off at our performances. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruits' evening was cool too. MDC came to perform for us. They promised tat gers will be thr to perform 4 us. Yea, thr wasnt a single chinese ger in sight. Nevertheless, it was still quite high, like disco like tat; jus short of e ecstacy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Sep 2006, it was e nite b4 our POP. None of us could slp. Not cos BMT's finally over, but cos its e last nite tat we will slp in e same bunk 2gether. Stood up to talk cock &amp; laugh past out lights off timing. Although we were laughin, we can feel e tears, tears tat swell in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e finale, POP!! After 5 days of gruellin rehearsal (e 1st day we rehearse under e rain &amp; i gt a flu on e day of 24km route march. E flu lasted till now), e actual day was 5th Sep 2006. I didnt knw we marched tat straight till parents told me &amp;amp; i saw e photos 4 myself. Proud of ourselves. =) E best was e moment we threw our jockey caps into e skies. Seen it on tv a gazillion times but nth beats e feelin of throwin it urself. Dam high, everyone was shoutin. Best moments. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115807510450308186?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115807510450308186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115807510450308186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115807510450308186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115807510450308186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-you-don-call-me-recruit-i-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115666580026689602</id><published>2006-08-27T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:03:20.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh manz, SIT test over!! It was hell. Super tiring. Thn our commanders also become monsters. Got blisters, abrasions, bruises, cuts, bites. Arrggg. But the whole thing was fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished IPPT le. Sux, cant get gold. SBJ and chin-ups CMI. Thn the 2.4km also no motivation le. Arrggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml, 16km route march. Bought tights; make sure tat i don get abrasions again. =/ Thn gonna pour powder into my boots = no blisters. =P Thn Fri, 24km march. Still got live grenade and SOC to be completed. AHHH, SOC still cant do monkey bar and low rope. I suck manz. 4th Uncle tot me some tips last nite over dinner. Gonna use it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!! 9 more days to POP!! Happy, but sad too. Gonna miss everyone there. =( Got some crappy commanders there to remember too. =) Anw, from now to tat day, its gonna be dam rush. Prepared!!, for the last burst of energy to the finishin line!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115666580026689602?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115666580026689602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115666580026689602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115666580026689602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115666580026689602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-manz-sit-test-over-it-was-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115606979184461495</id><published>2006-08-20T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:29:51.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argg, 5 weeks past &amp; i'm gettin e blues le. Cant bear to go back to camp. Tired. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i survived field camp!! Yea, too many things to pen it down here. Field camp was an eye opener, it taught us not to take things for granted - warm water, toilet, king coil bed &amp; moonlight. On e other hand, it was rather fun; tat excludes sharin your bed with dozen other bugs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml, i going for my SIT test le. 3 days outfield again. Our performance &amp; conduct for these 3 days will determine most if we get to command sch. After e field camp, i've got doubts if i really wanna go command sch. We knw for fact tat command sch will be at least 2-3 times tougher thn wat we experienced now in BMT. Now in BMT, i'm beginin to barely breathe le. Arrggg. But, due to e promises i made to myself &amp;amp; a few other impt ppl ard me, i cant give up. No, its I wont give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, quite nostalgic now. I've got 40min left b4 i prepare 4 bk in. I've got to be strong. Smile more manz!! =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115606979184461495?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115606979184461495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115606979184461495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115606979184461495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115606979184461495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/08/argg-5-weeks-past-few-other-impt-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115486012224795814</id><published>2006-08-06T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T03:38:54.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week, it was dam shiong. On Wed alone, did 200 pushups ( routine &amp; punishment), did BCCT (Basic Close Combat Trainin), Strength trainin &amp;amp; run. Dam shag. Thurs, did grenade throwin. Threw e dummy grenade. Gotta follow e rules &amp; procedures &amp;amp; all those stuff. Did some leopard crawl in e sand to e throwin site. Sux manz, crawled in e sandy trench, e rifle keep gettin stuck in e sides. After e 3 throws, everywhere was full of sand. Elbows got abrasions. Sux to hav sand in ur clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, did IPPT Cat test. Was already dam shag, hamstrings pain like hell. In fact, everywhere was pain. Applied some Yokoyoko. Sux manz, like applyin chilli padi. Anyway, I improved!! Got a Silver. Next up, gotta aim 4 Gold. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e afternoon, did grenade test. Asked some grenade question and did e throwin test. Gotta be in Foxhole, Kneelin &amp; Pronin position, throw e dummy grenade 35 metres away &amp;amp; land into an area marked by white tape, 4 metres in diameter. It was dam entertaining, with ppl throwin grenades tat land everywhere. Sheldon, (Company Best Shot), threw his into someone else's target. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked out at 845 on Sat, dam early. Took e train with Chee Siong. Chatted. Hahaz. Dad's got a new car!!. Hyundai Sonata 2.0, Pearl white. Looked gd, changed e rims too. Hmm. Tat nite, was grandpa's bday. Went 2 Newpark hotel for dinner. Elder cousin Tim got a gf le. Its his old flame. At tat time, she was unsure, guess he was unsure too. But happy 4 them, cos now they r both sure of wat they wanted. Showed grandma her photo on his HP, can see e gleamin smile she portrayed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up at 830 for a swim. Mum pestered Dad to go exercise so Dad brought me &amp; bro go swim at TPY. Did 10 laps &amp;amp; a last sprint with bro. Quite fun, but tirin too. =) After tat, went for some skin treatment at CCK. Dad went to IMM while waitin. At 1300, drove to Komoco motors to settle some bills. Dad did a fuel consumption test with some professional mechanic &amp; managed a 7.4km/l for city &amp;amp; 13.8km/l for highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna save up. Wanna get a small car for my uni days. Probably a Getz 1.1. Its cool, &amp;amp; its manual. =) 37k. Hahaz, Yapz, tats my goal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna book in soon le. Thn book out again on Tues. Hope to see some fireworks. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115486012224795814?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115486012224795814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115486012224795814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115486012224795814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115486012224795814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-week-it-was-dam-shiong.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115425014536523596</id><published>2006-07-29T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T03:33:44.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week was rather cool. Got BCCT (Basic Close Combat Training). Martial arts' cool. Hahaz. Did regimental gaurd duty on Wed. Yea, some say gd some say no. Cos one can only do guard duty once in e whole BMT unless u make mistakes &amp; kena caught. So tentatively speakin, i wont do it again if i be a gd BoY. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, was posted to Ammo Dump, tats whr all da ammunition is stored. Dam far away, even e reception was in Msia's. Did frm 6pm to 8pm, thn rest till midnite. Frm 0000 resumed till 0200. Thn slept all e way tll 6am. Did it with John. Not too bad, talked alot, his &amp;amp; my love life. Woke up, ate breakfast thn took e rover back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached company line, rushed up to collect rifle - going to range for live firing. Dam rush. Took e 3 tonner thr. Waited &amp; waited. Did our Zeroing. Took so bloody long, dragged till 5pm. Platoon 1 &amp;amp; 2 didnt even get to shoot their day shot. In e end, whole company did e nite shots. Btw its supposed to P3 &amp; P4's admin time. Sux, &amp;amp; i'm in P3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite range was dam cool. We had a tracer round in every mag of 4. E tracer shots was beautiful, like fire works. From far, it looked like star wars.But e tot tat u hav live rounds with u was dam scary. In ur hands, u hav a tool to kill. Argg. But nite range was cool, hit 11/12 shots. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nite range ended late, dam late. Reached bunk 1 plus after sendin arms. Slept at 2am. Next mornin (Fri), Revelee 0700. Thn cont live range. Again it was a whole day thingy. My day shootin sucks, only hit 13/16. Day shots, i gotta aim e ground in order to hit target. Sux, manual zeroin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat nite, did our last 4 shots of our live range. I wanna get Marksmanship, &amp; tat means gotta hit all 4 shots. Dam freakin stress. To add on it, we were given no additional mags for practice, it was e actual thing thr &amp;amp; thn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Foxhole supported 100m illuminated target. Thr, e butt of e rifle on my cheek, left hand in btw sandbag &amp; hand grip, right hand on e pistol grip &amp;amp; trigger. Aimed rite on e dot of e target, was not sure of e zeroin. So i beefed up &amp; jus pulled e trigger. It went Down!!. Hahaz, so i aimed at e same spot, held my breath &amp; squeezed again. All e way till my last shot, i hesitated a moment. A past memory flashed by. I took aim, &amp;amp; i squeezed. It went down!! Hahaz. Dam shocked. Unload check clear my rifle. Derrick &amp; Jer were throwin congrats. Der said tat all my shots were super close to e ground. It was such a relief. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thr, we do some sai-gang &amp;amp; help clear e rounds. In e end, our platoon only had 3 marksman. Sheldon got 32/32, damit, tats company best shot. Erwin got same as me. And e best thing is, all 3 r all frm section 1. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115425014536523596?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115425014536523596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115425014536523596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115425014536523596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115425014536523596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-week-was-rather-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115357902610523201</id><published>2006-07-22T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T07:37:06.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BoYz To MeNz</title><content type='html'>BoYz To MeNz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROCESS INITIATED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSION : BOYZ TO MENZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTERING TAURUS, this is REC H W SOO, T3112 REPORTING FOR DUTY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaz, i'm in e army now!! Its been 2 weeks le, times really flies. 15 days ago, it seems like e 2-week confinement could be all so hard to bear. Now, i'm in front of my com, enjoyin e sweetery of my 1st book out. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest at abt 1500 hours, we falled in at Taurus trainin shed. It was e enlistment day of Viper and U-ra-cius (not sure of e spellin). From soldiers-to-be to wolves we became as we caught glimpses of e new recruits' gerfriends. Came to light was e tot tat its been 2 weeks since we last seen anything in our cilivilisation tat we often took for granted. Excludin frozen gers as they posed on magazines tat we brought over to camp, cars, buses, traffic lights were some of e things tat disappeared jus to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army, as of these 15 days, was rather cool. Trainings was quite tough but only at e point of enduring it. After all e sweat &amp; cursings, we wore smiles &amp;amp; laughter whn we headed back to bunk 4 our nite's rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st 2 days of Army nitez was hell. I was forced to slp 5 hours earlier compared to my b4-army-sleepin-time. I couldnt slp. E 2nd nite, i got fever, a high one. only slp for 30 min. E 3rd day, i gradually recovered. On e 4th day, we had no trouble slpin at all. Reason : training commenced. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training wasn't too bad but we all knw its cos of our confinement period. Food there was gd. I cant complain abt it. In fact i don mind stayin back in e case of confinement cos e tot of e food would cheer me up. =) Nevertheless, some platoon mates have got a lists of many unsatisfactions...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten my wife le. Stripped her &amp; loaded her several times. Still seems amazing to me how a few pieces of metal could join together to produce something tat kills. Went to range le, IMT. Its some simulator place where u could practice ur firing skills. Its like playin CS jus tat its much stricter &amp;amp; serious. Technology really play wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 2 route marches. It was hell. E 1st was 4km, 2nd was 6km. I jus felt like dyin. BUT, i'm still alive &amp; kickin. =P Learnt some Malay in camp. Marching was present everywhere. Gotta learn e commands so tat i don turn left whn e whole platoon turned right. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along thru out e 2 weeks, i wasnt feelin well. In fact, most of e platoon wasnt. Yea, it was e Tekong cough. On Tues, 3 days b4 our book out, i got a bad sore throat, flu &amp; rashes. Must be frm e packet of Oreos i had e nite b4. Tahan-ed long enough le, i went to see e MO (Medical Officer). E process was dam bloody long. Went in at 830 came out at 1230. Freakin missed my First Aid lecture &amp;amp; Navy talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm still coughin, &amp; its becomin bad to worse. Sucks. Anyway, yea, i've still got 7 weeks more to go. Management says tat these 2 weeks was our honeymoon. After e 1st book-in, we would step into hell. Trainings &amp;amp; lessons would be back-to-back with little or no admin time. Yea, talkin abt bringin HP in. Guess we wont even hav e chance to drain our HP batt. Anyway, will update u guys on e tolerence of Panasonic Batteries next weekend only on 2 conditions, 1) If i'm able to survive e trainin and 2) If i don get confined. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115357902610523201?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115357902610523201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115357902610523201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115357902610523201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115357902610523201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/07/boyz-to-menz.html' title='BoYz To MeNz'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-115117729770386794</id><published>2006-06-25T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T12:28:18.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ItS BeEn LoNg...</title><content type='html'>Hey heyz!!! Wow its been long since i last updated. hahaz, v lazy. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out le, about to serve the nation le. Yapz, 7th July. Stopped work for 8 dayz already. Feel rather slack &amp; lost. Jus came back not too long frm a 4-day trip to Msia with parents, uncle Larry &amp;amp; wife. Uncle Larry bought his new Aveo 1.4 sedan. Heez, e new model looks better thn e older one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Larry &amp; wife are dam cool. Whn he talks, everyone listens. His stories are always so enjoyable. Oh ya, n did i mention tat he's probably e world's best manual driver?? Discovered it whn we went up to Cameron Highlands e previous time. Gears change?? Wat change?? Cant even feel anything. It seems like e whole car had only a 1-gear gearbox. Everyone knows how 2 drive fast but only a handful can do it with such serenity. I'm gonna b like tat 1 day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Malacca, watched &lt;em&gt;The Fast And The Furious : Tokyo Drift&lt;/em&gt;. Wow it was cool, really v cool. E cars were gd, e skills were cool, &amp; e girls were....=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man &amp; Wife left for home on e 2nd day as Uncle Larry only managed to take 2 days off. So at 2pm, we split ways while we headed for KL. At e wheel most of e time, it felt rather tiredless. Reached KL, Dad took over. Oh boy, luckily he did. We were lost. Went frm 1 expressway to another. Spent abt 30min &amp; 1/4 tank of fuel b4 we gave up &amp;amp; seek help frm a taxi driver. He drove &amp; we followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Boulevard was cool. Same old place. E best part of e hotel were e shower &amp; e tv. Shower was relaxing &amp;amp; e TV had Discovery Channel. Oh boy, i can stay e whole day in e room watchin it. =) Went to MPH, bought a book, &lt;em&gt;Automotive Mechanics &lt;/em&gt;for RM$80. Wanted another book frm another publisher but couldnt afford e RM$380 price tag. Its abt e same laz, jus tat e latter was published in 2005 &amp; e former?? 1993. =P Tat nite, we went to watch &lt;em&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt;. Nice show, full of suspense. Dad watched it twice &amp;amp; still tot tat it was an interestin show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B4 e show, dragged parents to e gym. Experience wasnt too bad. Startin, i cant even lift e weights even though it was 2kg off e usual. Sucks. I hate it whn muscles r cold. Tats 1 thing i dont like abt gym. Anyway e next day, i had some cool muscle aches. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up e next day at abt 9am. Went for a swim. It was weird. E pool was 25 m. After e 30min swim, joined parents for breakfast at e &lt;em&gt;Terrace&lt;/em&gt; area. After e heavy meal, we took e train &amp; monorial to Times Square. E place was v v big. Went walkin ard. E borders thr was cool, similar to Spore but alot lesser ppl. Spent 1.5 hour thr readin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1530, we went to Hart's Chicken Buffet. Yea it was our regular place. Hahaz, v nice. =) After e meal, went back to Borders &amp; spent another 2.5 hours. At 2000, went to watch &lt;em&gt;Cars,&lt;/em&gt; e Pixel Animation. Tho Dad &amp;amp; i watched e movie b4, it was still worth another look. =) Still, as entertaining. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E next day, went for another swim. Thn had breakfast. Did some last min shoppin thn we checked out. Left e carpark at 1335. Dad drove out to e nearest R&amp;R station &amp;amp; i took over. Drove for abt 2 hours. Along e way, it rained like hell. Was scary whn e headlights seems like candles in those dropping water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam, Jam Jam. E queue at Spore checkpoint was horrible. Waited 45min. Pitied e motocyclists most. E queue was almost 1km long le &amp; it was movin like a snail, given tat thr was only ONE counter for motobikes. Soon, 1 by 1 blasted their honks to protest. Soon after, we touched home soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E trip was great. It was fun, 1 of e most enjoyable ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, besides trainin up for army, i'm still quite at a lost of wat to do everyday. But no fear, i can spend more quality time with my com, piano &amp; tv. Hopefully, i really do hope, i can do some readin. Hmm, gotta swim tml morning. Thn go library &amp;amp; look at pictures, see if i can remove some of e guilt. Oh ya, i gota sell off my bike too. Anyone interested please contact me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-115117729770386794?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/115117729770386794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=115117729770386794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115117729770386794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/115117729770386794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-long.html' title='ItS BeEn LoNg...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114806378575278081</id><published>2006-05-20T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T11:43:01.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SqUaSh AgAiN!!!</title><content type='html'>SqUaSh AgAiN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeYz!! S'been long since i last updated. Actually thr's several occasions tt i wanted to update but its not really happy stuff. Sometimes whn i got some uphappy stuff tt i jus need someone 2 share with, i'll type it in &lt;em&gt;italic&lt;/em&gt; &amp; title it to &lt;em&gt;Dairy&lt;/em&gt;. So if in e future u don feel like havin ur mood being ruined, skip e "&lt;em&gt;Dear Dairy"&lt;/em&gt; entries. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up as usual today. Boarded 74 but sucks manz, e tv's not workin, cannot watch previous nite's 9pm show. Reached Orchard at 1125, met WX. Today's work was rather ok, tho members werent tat many, we were rather bz. Yea, demanding members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrggg, got a big pimple at my nose. Sucks, hope tat e ppl ard me don be too disturbed abt it. Boy, more water &amp; rest more pls, b4 u scare away all e members...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go meet Josh for squash at 4pm at SP. But thr's a Town Hall meetin at Tanglin Club. Normala &amp;amp; Wendy asked us to attend so no choice. Felt bad gotta PS Josh. E meetin was not too bad. Mr Voogoo (or something like tt) - e GM of e club presented e financial figures. Aint tt easy to run a club at all. After tt was e Q&amp;A session. Mary frm housekeepin voiced out her displeasure of being unappreciated after 28 yrs of service. Alan frm tavern also voiced out his unhappiness abt his long-promised promotion tat has yet to arrive. Whn GM ask 4 any questions frm e part-timers, WX voiced out abt the delay of pay. Dam cool. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e meetin, FOOD!! Got some hi-tea snacks. Not too bad, some of e Tavern staff hung ard &amp;amp; eat &amp; chat. Soon at late 4, only me, WX &amp;amp; Bo Yang were left. we were sort of like rubbish bins, help clearin all e food. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, they were settin &amp; preparin for another function after tt so WX &amp;amp; i went to help out. Thn we were asked to shift e piano frm e foyer lounge downstairs to e function room. Wa dam heavy, 4 of us shifted it. Mission completed, we hung ard &amp; chatted with HR's Serene. Hahaz, v cool whn we aint talkin abt pay &amp;amp; e recruitment of more staff. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn we were abt to leave at abt 5pm, WX went over 2 e piano &amp; played &lt;em&gt;An Jing.&lt;/em&gt; Cant remember e 2nd chord so after e 1st one he gave up le. =) Thn i took over. Played &lt;em&gt;Tong Hua&lt;/em&gt;. WX was singin. Dam cool. E 2 delivery guys clapped after we ended tho they didnt even know e song. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for squash after walkin WX to Somerset to meet Gen. Quite cool, didnt feel like changin, hahaz. Chatted with Wenxu &amp; thn Edwin. Thn Sab came by. Played a little with Sab, thn with Josh. Haiz, still cant win him. =( Thn as Sab, Nailin, Wenxu, Jos &amp;amp; i were headin towards Co-op shop, Dan came by with Nise. Err, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a little with nise after tt. She's still not too bad jus tat can tell she's tired tats all. =) After tt, Federick came in. Boast-drive drills. It was tough but satisfyin. V long since i last trained like tat. =) At ard 9 plus, gotta leave le. Bidded nise &amp; e rest gd-bye. Feels quite weird to bid her gd-bye during squash sessions. =/ Sent Sab home. Chatted along e way abt dressin and r/s and fashion. Wa her place was quite far ehz, oo-lu oo-lu somemore. Anyway, gotta ask for directions to get back to station. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Wenxu, Yimin &amp; Nailin at Clementi station &amp;amp; travelled together. Chatted quite alot. Everytime me &amp; Nailin chatted abt cars, Yimin was v sianz. Noticing tat, we changed e topic but soon after, we were back at it again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather ok, Could be better but i should not be too greedy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114806378575278081?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114806378575278081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114806378575278081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114806378575278081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114806378575278081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/squash-again.html' title='SqUaSh AgAiN!!!'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114737610961601899</id><published>2006-05-12T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T12:35:09.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drowning my sorrows in music......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114737610961601899?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114737610961601899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114737610961601899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114737610961601899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114737610961601899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/drowning-my-sorrows-in-music.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114714281677590745</id><published>2006-05-09T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:47:23.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agghh, i'm bored. Going for medical today. Aint really in e best of moods. Slp at 330 last nite. Woke up at 830 this morning whn i am able to slp till 11am. Cant slp, heart beatin fast. Errrr, think got some sickness comin up. Yea, lovesick. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin rather lonely now. Don knw wat i should do everytime i stop workin. Guess i'm gonna b a workaholic. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times, i wished tat i could hold u once more. I hate e words "bye" frm ur lips. I wanna hold u once more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehz, work has been err, hhhaz, really monotonous. Not much motivation to do. Still hav laz, but not as much le. =) Had food testin yest. Its asparagus month. Wa Kaoz, everything also asparagus. Desert with all sorts of berries. Meltique Sirloin was great. The rest, hahaz, no comments laz. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It hurts whn i dont get 2 hear ur voice after rings. It hurts whn u're so close yet so far. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114714281677590745?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114714281677590745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114714281677590745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114714281677590745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114714281677590745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/agghh-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114685439201527171</id><published>2006-05-06T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:47:44.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SaNtA Fe...</title><content type='html'>SaNtA Fe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam it, thr's a cockroach in my room. Haiz..Today dam tired. Woke up e same time as i would hav if i were workin, but, i'm not workin today. Went back to Tanglin Club to get my formal, yapz, got pilot interview today. Met my buddies there but had to soon bid gdbye as they rushed up to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to mrt feelin hungry for KFC. So, went to Taka. Saw quite a crowd. Haiz, don like to eat alone so i jus went off to Tiong Bahru. Alighted at Dohby Ghaut, change to NEL thn back to east-west line. Yeah, abit boliao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached TB station, 4got how to go CMPB le. Waited for 195 after seekin help frm e mrt staff. Reached there, wanted to go grab a bite de but same reason laz, don 1 2 eat alone. =) Waited &amp; waited. Said was 130 but only 2pm did the officer came out to brief us. By thn, i was readin e last few pages of &lt;em&gt;Only Twice I've Wished For Heaven. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited &amp;amp; waited somemore as i continued readin my book. I was number 4, e officers briefed us on roughly wat we'll b asked. Sucks, i don knw e history of RSAF so went to do some last min research. E aircon was bloody cold. As my turn drew nearer, my heart beat quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn its my turn, i went in. 3 ppl sitted inside this big room. An officer, a Colonel &amp; a female phychatrist. Was dam scary. Their qns were scary too, designed to kill. Anw i put up my best front tho it was barely a front. After 10 min, went out with my head held slightly below eyelevel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, strangers soon became friends. We were discussin abt e qns &amp;amp; all those killin methods. Laughed whn we found out tat everyone also got 'killed'. After e 1st 5 went in, e results were announced. 3 of us got in!!. =) Dam touched, dam happy. BD was e 1st person i told e news to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a bite. Finally i get to eat. bought Yang Zhou fried rice. Wa kaoz, its only 2 bucks lorz, dam cheap. E other 2 only drank stuff. 30 min later we went back to the career centre for e briefin. And its wait &amp; wait again. waited for 1 hour plus. Read E New Paper's every article le. At 1645, Angie briefed us on e Medical &amp;amp; stuff. At 1715, we were dismissed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to tpy to meet parents. They were invited by Martin, a Hyundai dealer 4 e openin of e new Santa Fe. Parents asked me to go. At thr, its crowded, &amp; it was rather grand. U knw wat, i felt great wearin long-sleeve shirt, dress pants &amp;amp; leather shoes. I really liked e feelin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a buffet dinner reception after e openin speech &amp; e revealin of e new model. Food was not too bad. Salmon, wine, lamb, beef &amp;amp; all. It was cool. Martin told dad tat he mus test drive e new model so off we went. It was impressive. e interior was great with blue LEDs all over. Tat 2.7 litre, 188bhp V6 feels gd to drive. Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad maybe be changin car soon. Martin came up with a plan of loanin with e bank tat could make changin cars 4 dad possible. So e targetted car would be e 2.0 Sonata. Cool, so exciting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back tpy after tt. Was too full to eat dinner le, missed my fav curry. =( Anw, today has been a fulfillin-enough day for me. Tml, dad's gonna leave for Germany for 1 week. Sadz. And i cant see him off. Sometimes i wonder wat kinda son am i. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114685439201527171?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114685439201527171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114685439201527171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114685439201527171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114685439201527171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/santa-fe.html' title='SaNtA Fe...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114676658953432677</id><published>2006-05-05T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:54:12.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DeAr DaIrY...</title><content type='html'>DeAr DaIrY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Dairy, pls give me a break, a break frm all these heart-weakenin feelins, frm all these helplessness, vulnarablity. Now, i only hope tat NS will bring me out of this darkness. Tat all e pain &amp; 'sufferin' can make me treasure more of e things i take for granted now. Pls make me focus more on wat i should do &amp;amp; nt wat i shouldnt b thinkin or worryin abt. Pls giv me e strength to step out of this world &amp; achieve my heights. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Dairy, i need someone 2 hug, someone i can cuddle to bed, someone who could hold me &amp;amp; make e world seems like its stopped revolvin, stopped jus 4 me, 4 me to savour every second of e moment, of e moment whn i feel safe, e moment i feel i'm needed. But up til then, i hav gt my substitude - my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Dairy, thanks, thanks for being there whn i needed a ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114676658953432677?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114676658953432677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114676658953432677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114676658953432677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114676658953432677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-dairy.html' title='DeAr DaIrY...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114659181651001223</id><published>2006-05-03T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:51:36.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DrEaDeD MoMeNt...</title><content type='html'>DrEaDeD MoMeNt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh!! I hate it. I'm fallin sick le. Havin a bad sore throat now. I knew tat it will happen. Guess i pushed myself too hard. Dam weak. How am i going to hold 2 jobs. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest, Fiona Xia came by terrace at Tanglin Club. Hahaz, chio manz. Pity the restaurant was full. She walked one round &amp; went off le. Sighz, Alex &amp;amp; e rest didnt even get a glimspe of her, only WX &amp; i did. =) THn after tat at early 10, a CNA broadcaster came for dinner. Hahaz, not bad too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, at 1045pm, Lee Thiam Yew came for dinner with 6 other ppl. Yapz, Lee Kwan Yew's older brother. At 1st glance i tot he was LKY. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met BD 4 awhile today. Hahaz, she went for interview for BATA. Anw, met her at Cityhall station. She's wearin formal. Walked over to Pennisular SC. After givin her e thumbs up sign, she left for her interview. Rather boliao so go shopped for my long-awaited sandals. Finally got it, after so many weeks of delay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Funan alone. Stopped at Challenger. Still remembered e gd old times where me, David &amp; Alex would hang ard there. David &amp;amp; i will always b e ones playin. Alex will be there naggin &amp; pesterin us to leave. =P Played Most Wanted on e PC. hahaz, not an easy game to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5 min b4 6, BD called. Finished my last game thn went down to meet her. E interview??Hahaz, got faith in her laz. =) Went to LJS to buy Lemon Tea. Walked ard aimlessly at Raffles City for 1min 27secs thn headed back to mrt. Took to Dohby Ghaut. Sent BD to e NEL. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work after tat was rather slack. Really nobody de lorz. Chatted alot with Wendy &amp;amp; Alex. =) GOt a new-comer, Bo Yang. Nice guy, i tot he's like after O levels but he's actually out of army le &amp; waitin for uni. Hahaz, really dont freakin look his age. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could feel a temperature comin up. Guess i better be slpin. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still dont like e look of her back gettin smaller &amp;amp; smaller as i force myself to turn &amp;amp; walk away. i don knw whn will i b able 2 c her again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114659181651001223?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114659181651001223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114659181651001223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114659181651001223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114659181651001223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/dreaded-moment.html' title='DrEaDeD MoMeNt...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114642503446617392</id><published>2006-05-01T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:33:45.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My FeEt...</title><content type='html'>My FeEt...&lt;br /&gt;Yest (Sat) was my off day, after workin for 6 days straight. Ehz, work has been rather monotonous. Life too has become somehow monotonous. Arrggg, dont like tat. Wonder if workin life has to be like this. =/ Ehz, actually hor, sorta miss schooling days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slp at 3 plus e nite b4. At 850am, gt a morning call; its BD. Supposed to meet up for squash but as expected, wakin up was hard. Hahaz, no one could blame laz, even me who slp at 3 plus don feel like wakin up. So call off e squash. Met up for a chat instead. After e call, cant slp le. Played piano with eyes half opened. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At late 10, left home for 156. Heez, its been some time since i last took tat bus. Reached BD's void deck 3 minutes past 11am. Read my &lt;em&gt;Only Twice I Wished For Heaven. &lt;/em&gt;Thn BD called, lazy worm didnt felt like comin down, but in e end still managed to push off. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted for 2 plus hours. Startin, i was rather quiet. Its rather weird after not talkin to BD 4 so long le. She's talkin abt her future career prospects at Altivo. She's gd, she's capable; not many guys can do even half of wat she's doing. Dam proud of her. =) After e 1st hour, i sort of warmed up le, was talkin crap again. =) I'll be going for my pilot interview on Fri. No matter wat, i'll do my best. Wont let this chance tat thousands hoped for slip past jus like tt. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only ate 2 &lt;em&gt;tau sar piah&lt;/em&gt; e size of squash balls 4 breakfast. By 1, was quite hungry le. Told BD to go back up for her lunch; i go Compasspoint for lunch. But she called it off &amp; invited me to her place. =) Was discussing abt joinin e Jewel Box. I wanna hold 2 jobs. I knw tat i would most prob die, but not via over-tiring; but in my parents hands. They will kill me e min i tell them e news. I hope tat they will allow me &amp; nt to worry too much baz. =) Anyway, not confirm if i'll get e job. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 reasons y 1 wanna hold 2 jobs. 1) As said in e beginnin of this entry, life's monotonous le. But i promise WX &amp;amp; Tanglin Club tt i'll stay till army &amp; i will. Furthermore, now they really short of staff. 2) Ehz, sort of a test laz. i wanna see how much i can push myself. Wanna do &amp;amp; achieve more whn i'm young rather thn old le wanna do also cannot. In a nutshell, i don want any regrets. =) 3) Save up!!! For my Mercedes S500. Saw one e other day at e pedestrain crossing at Orchard road. Almost got knocked down by a taxi. Its jus stunning!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was discussin &amp; flippin thru e Altivo menu. Wa kaoz, really got alot of things, &amp;amp; e things aint cheap there. A simple drink will equals to my half day there le. Heez, cannot drink, must think of my Baby Merc. =P Thn BD's mum came back. Offered me maggi mee. Its an offer i cant refused. Bd's mum's a nice lady. =) Also partly cos e acid in my stomach is eating my stomach. =/ Maggi Mee's great!! BD's dad's a great cook. =P Chatted with BD's mum. Its v easy to chat. We chatted alot, mostly on my future &amp; our studies. E only thing's restrictin e conversation is my command of chinese. I sux..=( Oh yaz, Ehz BD, don eat so much Maggi Mee, not gd for health de. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat, left with BD to Harbourfront. On e train, readin magazines, admiring my S500 &amp;amp; BD's Mazda 6. Took e cable car up to e Bar. Ambience was great. E best thing was tat there's music. Scenary's great too. =) Thn hor, v horrible, free labour. Haven got e job go gae kiang &amp; self employ. BD asked me to help de so ok lorz. Help to light up e couple of dozens of candles to be placed along e stairs. Sat at e air-con bar, waiting 4 e supervisor to come, &amp; BD's deciding if she should replace Lydia &amp;amp; work on her off day. In front of us, a couples' doing some hanky panky. Arrggg, no mood laz, e ambience much better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was drawn to e music of e open-air bar. BD got me peach tea &amp; i waited outside sitted at e bar, staring at e open space while she go change. Was rather bored, wished my book was with me then. =) After 40min, a waitress was walkin towards me with a stack of paper. I sat up &amp;amp; she place a set on e table. Its e application form. Arrgg, no pen. I kindly asked for a pen. Only whn e pen was presented did i realised its BD. AHHHH....Sux manz. Tot its someone else. Felt quite malu but nvm laz. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fillin up e form, met up with e manager. He's a rather nice guy. After a 15 min 'chat', he said tat he will talk to his superior &amp; will let me know. Hmmm, hope tat can get e job. After tat, bidded BD gdbye. She's rather bz so i better zi dong abit. Hey gerz, ThAnKs...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went walkin ard at Harbourfront. Saw Yilin with some other friends. Was plannin to get sandals. But hor, i think i 'm tat kind of person who can only spend $ on food laz. hahaz, no motivation to choose 1 &amp;amp; buy. Reached tpy home at 715. Relatives were all they le. Its been 3 weeks since i last saw them. Hahaz, miss my '2-yr-old' cousin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;em&gt;The Rundown&lt;/em&gt; with Dad. After e show, drove back to Sgoon 2 bring Mum's dinner. THn, me &amp; dad head towards Mustafa for my black shoes &amp;amp; sandals. There, bought &lt;em&gt;I Not Stupid 2&lt;/em&gt;. Bought black shoes but not sandals. Reached home at midnite. Wanna workout de but its either i too lazy or i dam tired. Did 1 thn cannot le. Watched e VCD we jus bought. V nice show. Sadz show. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, work. Drove parents to Orchard. After gettin off at Tanglin Club, Dad &amp; Mum go pak toh. =P Work was great. Guess its cos of e Altivo thingy. =) During break, went to pastamania with e colleagues. Christina's last day le. Dam sadz. Ate &amp;amp; laughed. After today, we cant see her le. She's someone whom u respect &amp; at e same time, can chat &amp;amp; talk rubbish. After lunch, pei DJ awhile thn i go home. Slp for 40min, dam tired. Left 4 work at 615. Christ shook my hand at 930, sayin jus in case i didnt had e chance to do it whn i off work. Asked us to keep in touch. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some prime rib today. Chef Kun left some for us. =) After work, Alex, WX &amp;amp; Lisi took e train home. Dad came to fetch me. I drove us 2 home. =) Back at home, decided for a run. Its tough, cant really run. I didnt complete e whole journey. Arrggg. =( Anyway here i am in front of e com. I know its a dam long entry. Army days r drawing near. I'll smile as i walk thru e gates of Tekong de. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114642503446617392?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114642503446617392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114642503446617392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114642503446617392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114642503446617392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-feet.html' title='My FeEt...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114564622175495134</id><published>2006-04-22T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T12:12:44.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DaDdY'...</title><content type='html'>DaDdY'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyz, been quite a long time since i last updated. Really didnt felt like updatin; even tot of deleting this whole blog. But, i didnt hav e heart to. Those tots surfaced cos i don really wanna write my feelings down, jus wanna let things pass each &amp; every single day. Anyway, i'm alrite i guess, tats y i'm bloggin now..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stone's left in my heart. Its something tat would be left there till eternity. Its still something i don quite yet understand. Tats y i didnt 1 2 blog down my feelings, afraid tat e stone would somehow disappear, or surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its been work &amp;amp; work &amp; slp &amp;amp; eat. Spent most of my time with Josh. Was so glad tat he &amp; i r workin together. Tho he said tat he'll b leavin end of this month, I'd still try to move on. Thr were times whn we 2 jus sat &amp;amp; talked for hours &amp; hours. Tho i did most of e talkin, I could somehow hear Josh's nods &amp;amp; tots. We somehow understood each other's tots, pain, feelings &amp; happiness. I was so glad to hav him thr whn i was alone. Thanks Josh...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite after work, I reached home at 1210am. Don really know y but i was feelin a little helpless. In my room, i pushed myself to my limits. Did some physical, tot tat some muscle ache &amp;amp; pain could make me feel better. In e end, i did. Felt a sense of achievement. =) Today, i paid e price willingly. Chest, shoulders &amp; triceps were achin like hell. Couldnt even carry a tray with 2 pint juices in 1 hand without vibrating involunteerily. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, laughed quite alot. Ppl thr were serious, but crazy whn thr was a chance. Tried out e Mushroom soup &amp;amp; some indian soup. Ate fish &amp; chips &amp;amp; beef mee goreng. Haaz, it was all these hiding in corners savourin e aroma &amp; everyone coverin for everyone tat made work tat enjoyable. Thinkin back, we would inform each other abt e whereabouts of food tat we kept for each other. Its not e food tat taste good, its e news frm buddies' mouth tat made them taste extra special. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E flu's going around. Almost 25% of e staff at Tanglin Club were not feelin tat well. Wendy took off yest, after don know how many thousand years since she last took. She was one of e best role models i've ever seen. Tho small built, prob abt 150cm &amp;amp; 30 odd kg, she has e strength &amp; spirit of a guy twice her size. Admirable. Since last week, she has been matchmaking me &amp;amp; Lisi. She also said wat my friends said tat i got wife le, or something like i'm gettin married. Whn i confronted them, they all said no. Must be Wendy made up de. Now, i don dare talk to Lisi. Argg. =/Anyway, pay's delayed again. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has been rather down recently. Quarelled with mum. THn 1 nite whn he fetch me home frm work, he talked abt his car, his retirement, his career future &amp; e insurance money i will get whn i reached 21 if anything happens to him. Y do adults like to bring these things up?? E trip home was rather long, dad drove slowly. I felt tat i was rather useless. Dad said tat he hope tat he can break even e amount he owe e bank &amp;amp; sell his present car by end of next yr. Thn he will get another car for 5 years b4 retiring frm drivin. I asked him y 1 2 retire &amp; he did some maths, sayin tat now he's 49. In 6 yrs time he's 55, 'i dont even know if e company still wants me or not'. My heart became v sour. I want to fulfill my Dad's dream of owning &amp;amp; driving a Merc E200. But thinkin tat i only had 6 years to do tat, i couldnt help but shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's never really been happy all these years. I don know if all families were like tat. Thr are so many things i wanna do for him, but ultimately, i jus 1 him to be happy, to really smile. He's been thru so much hardship tat i guessed i would nv hav e chance to experience as long as he's still ard cos he would make sure tat i wont fall too deep, starving jus so i could get e luxury stuff i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's really weird &amp; i've yet to understand. I don 1 my parents to treat me so gd. I don 1 them to be there whn i needed them. I don 1 them to protect me in times of trouble. And yet if u tell anyone on e streets these 3 wishes, 'Siao, parents like tat so gd u still complain. Don 1 give me laz!!', they would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro's been really odd. I don knw wats got into him but his temper was gettin frm bad to worse. Sometimes i really felt like pickin a fight with him, to tell him wat he's doing is wrong, hell wrong. But i couldnt, knowin tat tat would only strained our relationship. Sometimes i felt like physically assaulting him whn he crossed e border once &amp;amp; again. But i couldnt, knowin tat he had a previous lung problem &amp; tat he would mostly not retaliate. I'm really lost. I don know wat to do with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nth tat i would wish much for but for everyone tat cared for me, or at least tat i cared for, live lives filled with possibly more laughter than sorrows. From family, friends, bros, cousins &amp;amp; to BD. Mum &amp; Dad to understand each other more &amp;amp; to share more joy thn sadness. I longed for e day whr e 6 of us, includin grandparents, could once again go out for dinner, chattin &amp; laughin, with everyone contributing their share of tots. Tat scene was something tat i took for granted in e past. Now, i longed so much for it to reappear in front of me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bd's gonna go M'sia soon. Tho we seldom contact now, i still tot of her &amp;amp; prayed for her happiness &amp; everything to be smooth-sailing. I don know wats her decision or wats on her mind or wat she wants. I guess probably she herself also dont. Nevertheless i will still gotta live on. I guess it aint tat impt if we r 2gether or not. If she's happier &amp;amp; less pressured this way, i would be more than willin to comply. Its not tat i don care, its prob cos i care, tats y i chose it. Prob cos i care too much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now 3am, &amp; i don feel tired at all. Its weird, esp whn i woke up at 8am today after 4 hours of slp. Haaz, speakin of e devil, am startin to yawn le but i guess i wont slp till i've fnished my prayers. So for now, shall pen off here. Will be back soon, prob whn i get to hav our cousin outin b4 i enter e army &amp;amp; whn we had our DARE3B03 clique gathering. But frm now till then, be happy. Don't let my prayers go unanswered. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114564622175495134?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114564622175495134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114564622175495134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114564622175495134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114564622175495134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/04/daddy.html' title='DaDdY&apos;...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114486266430879356</id><published>2006-04-13T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:25:52.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TiReD...</title><content type='html'>TiReD...&lt;br /&gt;Wa kaoz, dam tired. Ran 2 nitez in a row. I hate off dayz, really nth to do. Like too much energy. Yapz, gt my enlistment letter le, 7th July 9am at Tekong. Hahaz, my life's gonna change. =/Made myself a promise tat i will start trainin e moment i received my letter. Yea, abt 1 week delay le. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest, don really hav much plans. Slp at 3 plus e nite b4 &amp; woke up at 1pm, 10 hours of slp; like pig manz. Slack awhile, in front of com, in front of piano thn went to buy chicken horfan frm 24 hrs. Was watchin &lt;em&gt;Fun with Dick &amp; Jane&lt;/em&gt; as i ate. At 310, dejun called. Sucks, forgot to tell him tt i not workin. Its his 1st day &amp;amp; he's alone. So i rushed down to Orchard to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted, slacked &amp; walked ard. DJ still haven eat so pei him eat KFC. Really feel like a pig. Was tellin me abt he &amp;amp; his gf. Envious, hahaz. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miz my poly dayz, those crazy classmates, those days where we jus talk rot &amp; 'study'. Met up with alex &amp;amp; david after DJ went to work at 7. Dav started work as a technician at AFS le, hair cut short. =) Met them at Cityhall. Both haven eat yet so pei them eat Burgerking. Wa kaoz, stomach exploding &amp; wallet imploding. Supposed to go watch movie de but e timings don fit. After dinner, Alex bro came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth (Alex's bro) yet to take his dinner. Ok tats it, i am not eating le. So went to Carrefour to grab a bite. After tt, David wanna go play arcade. Played some 4 player shooting war game. I was e 1st to die..hahaz =) Thn went over to driving - Outrun 2. David played as if he striked lottery like tt. As we were abt to play e 4 player, a couple, ang mo guy &amp;amp; chinese lady took e seats. They each had 5 coins on e dashboard. Guess its gonna be a long wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E 1st 3 races e lady won. Wa kaoz, shame shame manz. Thn e last 2 e guy won. &amp; tats cos he chose a faster car thn hers. Watever laz. So we got our turn, jus 5 min b4 closin. I lead all e way. Thn e last bend david overtook me. Hahaz, sianz..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home le. Still feel quite energetic. So did some workout thn went run. Today, Dad came back with lunch &amp;amp; watched movie with him. Left at 3. Spent e rest of e day &amp;amp; nite on com &amp;amp; piano. Thn felt like i hav wasted today, so i went to run lorz. Thn now i m back le. Tired. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114486266430879356?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114486266430879356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114486266430879356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114486266430879356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114486266430879356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/04/tired.html' title='TiReD...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114477754140866708</id><published>2006-04-12T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T10:45:41.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WaT MaKes A MaN StRoNg...</title><content type='html'>WaT MaKes A MaN StRoNg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E Strength of a man isn't in e width of his shoulders, but in e width of his arms tat circle u~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't in e deep tone of his voice, but in e gentle words he whispers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has, but how good a buddy he is with his kids~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work, but how respected he is at home~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits, but how tender he touches~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't e hair on his chest, but in his heart tat lies within his chest~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't how many women he has loved, but in how well he loves one woman~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~E strength of a man isn't in e weight he can lifet, but in e burdens he can carry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this article on e Net Buzz section of TNP - Tues, 11 Apr. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114477754140866708?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114477754140866708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114477754140866708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114477754140866708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114477754140866708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/04/wat-makes-man-strong.html' title='WaT MaKes A MaN StRoNg...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114460239531295888</id><published>2006-04-10T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T19:08:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It'S BeEn AwHiLe...</title><content type='html'>It'S BeEn AwHiLe...&lt;br /&gt;Work has been fine. But i guess i'm starting to see e down side of workin. E evil &amp; hypocrite side. It was a learning experience. Sometimes it jus doesnt pay to be too nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got enlistment letter le. 7th July to Tekong. Thn 5th July is my SP graduation ceremony. NTU letter came &amp;amp; i got into Mech Eng. Sadz cos cant make it to Aero. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for me, didnt felt like bloggin actually but tot better pen down my tots baz, at least some of them. =) Hav been feelin rather on &amp; off recently. Made a rather big decision recently. Suddenly its like 1 yr plus of relations jus ended like tat. Hav tot abt it for a rather long time le &amp;amp; i guess tats e best way baz. All tat i knw was 3 ppl were not happy b4 e decision was made. Now, i'm nt sure but i knw 4 sure tat thr couldnt possibly be more thn 3 ppl upset cos of e decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus read a relevant blog entry. Felt tat prickly feelin whn i read it. Ya, suppose to be tat it shouldnt affect me anymore but it wasnt e case. Aint sure if i should be happy or sad. Aint sure too if they are going back together. Or maybe its still e same cos all along it happens too. Anyway i dont think tt i hv got e rite to do or say anything le. Its been tirin to hope &amp;amp; to get them crushed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its wrong. Maybe its wrong to love someone too much. Its ok. I've learnt it. I know le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong. I know tat i am. Gone will be e unhappy past. Hope tt i hv learnt all my lessons le. I jus wished tat Miss will also learn to express herself better, her feelings better, esp to e ppl she really cares abt cos as i've said many times b4, ppl forget things v easily. Tell e ppl ard us how much we care for them. Hahaz, sound like i'm some expert or something. Anyway, i will end here. Smile more everyone!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114460239531295888?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114460239531295888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114460239531295888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114460239531295888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114460239531295888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;S BeEn AwHiLe...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114434632446598832</id><published>2006-04-07T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:05:15.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God bless me. I miz her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114434632446598832?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114434632446598832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114434632446598832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114434632446598832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114434632446598832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/04/god-bless-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114382012586415238</id><published>2006-04-01T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T07:51:23.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don really know wat to do. My cousin told me tat he v long nv meet his gf le. Thn they set e date tat they will meet tml. Cousin was really happy &amp; was lookin forward to it like a pri sch kid waitin for sch to end. Thn today she told him tat cant make it, she's going to meet her friends. "Yeah", i told him, "i guess i know how you feel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell her, tell her how you feel", i said. "&lt;em&gt;Dont 1 laz, I don 1 her 2 feel pressured". &lt;/em&gt;"But like tt she maynot even knw tat u r nt really ok with it. She may even feel tat u dont care abt her". &lt;em&gt;"Aiyaz, i don know laz". &lt;/em&gt;Yeah, actually, i also don know. I guess wat she needs is freedom baz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114382012586415238?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114382012586415238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114382012586415238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114382012586415238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114382012586415238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-don-really-know-wat-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114381828294832862</id><published>2006-03-31T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:46:24.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WaT a DaY =(</title><content type='html'>WaT a DaY =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 plus. Feelin better than yest. =) Switched on e com. Was feeling rather free &amp; i don quite like it. Didnt knw wat to do so went to watch some vids. Ate e bread tat Mum made b4 she went to work. At 1110, called BD. She jus woke up. Thn she told me tat today's plan would hav to be cancelled cos mum ask her to stay at home. Wasnt really in e mood to do anything le. Thn asked her wat days she workin next week &amp;amp; BD said mon &amp; sun off. Its a weird schedule. I took Tues &amp;amp; Wed off next week. Cos based on past schedules, those 2 were e days she would be free. In addition, BD's mum would be in e afternoon shift next week, so chances of meetin would be shallow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BD's bz with her report. Actually, mum asked me to drive her home frm work. So i said ok, i would be at TPY at 3 so i park e car there thn i will head for Bukit Gombak. Thn mum said nvm laz, cos e coupon for 5 hours of carpark would be 5 bucks, &amp; e cab home was only $5.60. So ok lorz, thn not drivin le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet BD at CPP at 1345. Whn i reached thr, called BD, no ans. Thn she called back, via her home phone. A little miscommunication made it tat we were supposed to meet at 1415. So i ate my lunch alone thn went up to lib to meet BD. At 1415, she called &amp;amp; said don 1 2 go lib le. So i went down &amp; we headed for Harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e train, BD's usual havin headaches &amp;amp; giddiness so didnt really talked much. BD's supposed to meet her 2 other colleagues but she was thr early. So we walked ard. I was supposed to buy sandals but v ma fan laz, hav to carry all e way to Bukit Gombak. Thn at 1515, we walked ard &amp; unknowingly reached station. BD went off to meet her friends. Sent me to station but i sent her back to Cheers. She didnt look or smiled or anything, jus walked straight in to e crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called her whn i was waitin for train. She sounded rather, i don know wat also. So i put down. Thn at Queenstown, called her again. She said tat her friend PS her. Thn was orderin Pizza. She said will talk to me later. Whn i reached Bukit Gombak, called her again. They ate pizza le &amp;amp; now in e cable car. Said she will call me back cos its not nice to leave her friend alone. So i said ok lorz. I waited, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don really knw y, but i was rather hurt. Maybe i really shouldnt call her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms April tellin her tat i will reach her office in 20 min. She replied sayin tt i nv confirm with her. She's now outside &amp; will only be back at 6pm. Called Shir to ask if can postpone e running 2 hours later. She said cannot cos gotta hav dinner. So we cancelled e run. Thn April asked me to come back tml or Sun cos she don wanna commit to comin back at 6 cos its rainin. WTH manz. I'm workin tml dam it. Thn she asked me to email her instead. Felt like killin her. Called back Shir to c if can run at e pre-planned time. She said tat its rainin heavily &amp;amp; she gotta study 4 test. So ok lorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called YS, ask her if wanna run at 6. She said don want laz. So i headed home, tpy home. Thn YS sms me 1830 can or not &amp; i said ok. At home, slept. Was tryin to send e attachment to April but e com was dam slow &amp;amp; thn it died on me. Left home at 1815. Halfway to YS place, it rained, dam heavily. I cont walkin in e rain, was soakin wet le. Waited at e stairs. YS came down with 2 umbrellas. Invited me up for some black bean soup &amp; at e same time waitin for rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 min, went home. Was havin headache le. Grandma was not well, she's vomitting. She don wanna c doc, said tat she's feelin better le. So took cab back with mum. Waited for abt 15 min b4 an empty one came. Saw e last episode of The Shining Star. Played a little piano &amp;amp; now here i am. Tml gotta work. Hope April would faster call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114381828294832862?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114381828294832862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114381828294832862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114381828294832862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114381828294832862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/wat-day.html' title='WaT a DaY =('/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114374203851672185</id><published>2006-03-31T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T06:42:41.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilot Test</title><content type='html'>Pilot Test&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today at 6am, after a 3 hour nap. Eyes couldnt really open but i know i gotta get up. I got a pilot test to sit. Dad was leaving for KL today for another business trip. So b4 dad left, fetch me to SK station. Yaz, its further than Sgoon or AMK station but i don mind cos i can slp. =) Dozed off e moment i sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At CMPB, was waitin &amp; waitin. Supposed to be at 8 'sharp'!! They even used e word 'sharp' in e letter. In e end, started e test at 9am. E tests were rather lame. Ok laz, i admit tat there were several tat i found was tough. =P Finished at 1230pm. Was yawning all e way. Dam tired, cant really concentrate. After test, took 195 to Queensway. Thn, mrt to Braddell station. Went back to grandma place. They were happy tat i went back to see them. Grandma bought lunch back, even had an extra egg in my packet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked on e bed. Was tryin to read e 'Torque' mag dad brought back. 2 min later, i dozed off le. Met BD at Cityhall at 1615. Ya, it doesnt take spider sense to tell tat she's gonna be late for work. E moment we stepped out of e station, e rain poured. Opened my umbrella but e rain was way too strong &amp;amp; we in e end got wet too. Made our way to NTUC Insurance. It was freezing. My socks, jeans &amp; 1 side of my shirt were soaked. I bet BD's too. =/Hadnt not been tat we were rushin, It would hav been nice to walk in e rain. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don knw y, i had a feelin tat BD's put on make up. She said she didnt. Hmm, perhaps she's gotten prettier le, or perhaps i was rather tired today. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late, v late. Was 1650 whn we left &amp;amp; thr were no empty cabs in sight. Finally got into one. Fetch BD to Mt Faber b4 takin e same cab to Tanglin club. Reached at 1748. Time was v tight. Met Josh, Rusty &amp; Alex at e locker. Made it to e restaurant at 1758. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today was alrite. Terrace was rather boring. But inside, it was a market. I cant help but keep going inside. So much so tat Judy said she's gonna kill me. =P WX slipped today. In e kitchen. I agree tat it was slippery, all of us had e same opinion. E result was a few broken plates &amp;amp; glasses &amp;amp; a sprained finger. Alex too got into trouble whn we printed out a misunderstood bill. I was rather ok, didnt really do much. Tried to open e apple pie but had to ask Kai Teng for rescue. Useless..hahaz=) Ok laz, i am gettin e hang of balancing trays with 1 hand le. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now starin at e com, i don really knw wat to do. E plates r still outside. Don feel like washin, don feel like brushin teeth, feelin dam lazy. Tml's my break le!! Lookin forward to it. 10%, its my break. 90%, its e person i'm gonna spend it with. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114374203851672185?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114374203851672185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114374203851672185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114374203851672185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114374203851672185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/pilot-test.html' title='Pilot Test'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114356803468627322</id><published>2006-03-29T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:50:20.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i being over-possessive?? Sometimes i do think i am. Is it wrong to love someone?? Or maybe is it wrong to love someone too much?? I admit, i do love her, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something stupid &amp; childish today. I've hurt her. I've caused her eyes to swell up in tears in front of me. Havin her cryin cos of me was e last thing i had in mind but it happened cos i was childish, in-sensitive, over-possessive &amp;amp; gundu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love her. Perhaps, i love her a little too much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114356803468627322?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114356803468627322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114356803468627322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114356803468627322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114356803468627322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-i-being-over-possessive-sometimes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114316669592013832</id><published>2006-03-24T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:26:47.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE WaiTeR...</title><content type='html'>ThE WaiTeR...&lt;br /&gt;Yest, was my 1st day of work. Took train to Orchard station. Suppose to meet WX at 10am, 2 hours earlier so tat i can get use and he could tell me more abt the job. Wei Xiong reached slightly past 10 and we took a 15 min walk to Tanglin Club. Along the way, Patricia called. I don know who Patricia is but she asked me if i'm on e way already. Abit shock laz, cos on Tues whn i had my interview, Serene n e linen lady asked me to come at 1130.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, went to the HR room &amp; thn to e linen room. Already had my uniform fixed on Tues le so i jus collected it &amp;amp; change. It looks no too bad laz, smart but hor, abit warm. Thn went back up to HR. Serene, &amp; Daphne were starin &amp;amp; smilin. Seems like i m some endangered panda or something. Saw 'Patricia' thr too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e inspection, WX brought me to e kitchen &amp; e work place. He told me alot, alot of things. I probably could only catch 20%. Along e way, met Patricia bringin another new staff ard. So we joined in &amp;amp; she showed us ard. Thr were 3 main restaurants. Family, Business(Tavern - e one i am station in) &amp; e high class one. It was dam nice, but e kitchen hor...hahhaz. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12, we start work le. Was station furthest frm e kitchen. Soon, members were slowly enterin &amp;amp; we became bz. i started by pourin water. Thn learned e correct way. E staff thr were all v nice. Actually if e staff are nice i don mind e hard work laz. I learnt alot on e way. E crowd became more &amp; more, so much so tt e waitin list surfaced. Learnt how to take ice water, warm water, make coffee, tea &amp;amp; servin them. Its all those basic stuff baz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn disaster came, was servin 4 ladies water whn 2 on my tray slip &amp; poured on to 1 of e ladies. I don knw wat i could do but to say sry. She was dam nice, "Its ok, not ur fault. Its an accident". Loy Fatt, Judy, Kai Ting &amp;amp; Christina were all thr but they didnt say anything. Was dam guilty. Thn as i carry on my work &amp; brought trays of used plates in, "hey, marcus, xiao xin yi dian". It was so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was dam bz, thn as i heard, it was e 1st time they ran out of cups &amp;amp; teapots. Wa dam stressed. waited &amp; waited. WX also waiting for them. In e end whn e used ones came in, we washed them ourselves &amp;amp; served. Soon it reached 3pm. Thn there was a fire drill. Went out to e Sun to gather. Met e Head of the club, some angmoh laz. after abt 15min, said thanks &amp;amp; we went back. WX &amp; i quickly changed &amp;amp; went out. Was dam thirsty &amp; hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took train to Somerset &amp;amp; ate at S11. Chatted for quite awhile whn WX went up to to Starhub to look for GEn. So swt. =) Thn we went back for 2nd shift. Dinner was much much better. I was stationed near the kitchen. Was much more pleasant, not tat packed. Some of the guest were v nice, asked for name &amp; stuff. Chatted with some at e table. Most were Ang mohs or those chinese with english accents, nice ppl. It was past 10pm b4 i knew it. I gtg le, meetin Jyh yong to past him my jersey for tml's squash trip. Told Kok Wu &amp;amp; Loy Fatt &amp; out i went, with WX. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats it, 1st day of work. Wasnt too bad, was sort of lookin forward to today's work. =) For e 1st time, i borrowed car frm dad. BD suggested de. Drove frm home after gettin e jersey to SK station. Met Jyh &amp;amp; also bought e squash shirt tat they are raising funds for frm him. E drive was great, took a really slow one. It was nice to drive alone sometimes. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114316669592013832?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114316669592013832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114316669592013832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114316669592013832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114316669592013832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/waiter.html' title='ThE WaiTeR...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114286470146358880</id><published>2006-03-20T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T07:53:57.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th March - KL trip (3/3)</title><content type='html'>13th March - KL trip (3/3)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at e same time. Took a bathe jus like i did yesterday. It was great, i really didnt want to leave but i had to if i wanna hav breakfast. Reached Wild Rice. I was still dam full. Since day 1, my stomach hasnt had e chance to rest. Ate mostly e same thing as yest's. Thr was fried kway teow, e same tat i ate yest. Arrgggg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did our last min shoppin after breakfast and had some souveniors done. Saw Yamaha roadshow, the one tat we witness the men settin up last nite b4 our movie. Also saw Honda's roadshow, advertising e new Civic. There were race queens dressed in minimal so as not to break e law. I had to admit tt some did look great but tats not e point laz, they are stealin e limelight frm e cars. Its a car roadshow and not a racequeen roadshow, or is it?? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went for his long-awaited foot massage &amp; also to remove dead skin cells whn we went to walk ard. E computer system at e whole basement was down so e casher was exceptionally slow. Ate tako pachi, still prefered e one in S'pore. =) Went up for some Ayam Laksa which dad said we hav to try. It comes as a set with soya drink at RM$7.90. It was great, really great. i would sacrifice e risk of havin a real bad tummyache frm mixin curry with soya &amp; went for another round but no laz, i was drivin later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set off at 235pm with dad behind e wheel. At e highway, e 2 ladies were nappin. i too was in &amp;amp; out of consciousness. Thn i felt e car swerved alittle. "Hey boy, i think u better take over. I jus dozed off jus now." Ya, i better take over. Stopped at e nearest R&amp;R &amp;amp; we exchanged seats. Driving was now more pleasant. I knew e car better &amp; could easily gauge e road situations &amp;amp; overtake without wakin e ladies up. Stop halfway to refill e tank &amp; ate coconut juice tat we da bao frm KL &amp;amp; we set off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by at e last R&amp;amp;R b4 reachin customs. I have unknowingly drove for 4 hours le. It was rather ok for me, i didnt feel tat tired as my dad would be. Maybe its my 1st time baz. =) Ate KFC, yea chicken again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on e road, Dad took over. Customs was alrite, waited only abt 15 min. Was watchin e Superstar concert on e VCD. After S'pore's immigration, drove aunt home at Tampines thn i took over and drove home. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114286470146358880?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114286470146358880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114286470146358880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114286470146358880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114286470146358880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/13th-march-kl-trip-33_20.html' title='13th March - KL trip (3/3)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114279075195270928</id><published>2006-03-20T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T07:36:34.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th March - KL trip (2/3)</title><content type='html'>13th March - KL trip (2/3)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am cos breakfast at Wild Rice (e hotel's cafe) ends at 1030. Breakfast was usual as of most hotels. Did something really great, i ate salad!! Should eat more salad more often. =) It was shortly b4 1030 tat i went to e loo - stomachache. Whn i came back, dad was already gone. He gotta go meeting againz. So after breakfast, me &amp; 2 ladies roam e shoppin malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feelin a little tired, &amp;amp; a little sianz so i asked mum &amp; aunt to shop around 1st, i go up &amp;amp; slack awhile &amp; will meet them at World of Sports at noon. Back at e hotel room, switched on tv. Its not long b4 i dozed off. Woke up at 1202. Arggg. Combed my hair, wet my face, wore my shoes &amp;amp; out i went. Shop ard for clothes, mine &amp; bro's in particular. Wasnt really in e mood for shopping. More in e mood for slackin. Anw, who said tat holidays are supposed to be shopping &amp; havin fun?? Being alone &amp;amp; in solitude can be a holiday too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad said tat he would call at 3 plus whn he ended. So for more than 3 plus hours, we shopped. Aunt was again telin me stories. Tho uneducated, she knows alot. Perhaps sometimes studyin aint everything. Shhh...let my parents hear tat &amp; i am minced pork. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MPH &amp;amp; boy was it big. Told mum &amp; aunt to meet up at entrance an hour later. Don know where to start. Saw bruce Lee's books. Thn Arnold's books. Went to engineerin section. Saw an automobile engineerin book i really liked but its freaking RM$279. Saw a couple of aircraft books too, all also dam ex. Anw, bought a relationship book for parents. Its their Wedding Anniversary tml. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad didnt call at 3 plus. I was too tired le, suggested to ladies tat i go up 1st laz. Its amazing how women have so much stamina for shopping. Anyway, i m not here to insult women laz. Its jus as how amazin i am able to stand for hours lookin at car mags. At 415pm, Dad arrived at e room. He looked smart with tie n all. There was a meetin to be attended at Sunway complex at 6pm. Took a short rest &amp;amp; out we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailed a cab. Its rainin cows &amp; horses &amp;amp; traffic was a mess, &amp; so was e cab. Its leakin water inside, speedo not workin, odometer not workin, suspension was like 12 yrs old &amp;amp; e driver tho gd, was too gd for e old car to handle. Took a 15 min ride to Sunway hotel. By e way this Sunway thingy has everything frm college to mall to hotels to theme parks. E hotel was beautiful, at least on e outside. Thr were life-sized elephants &amp; cheetahs hunting antelopes at e entrance. Inside, it was a palace. Didnt know how e rooms look like tho. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetin cancelled. Think dad gave it a miss cos of us, dam guilty. As promised, dad brought us to Hart's. Its a chicken buffet restaurant tat we often go to in e past during our Malacca trips. Yeah, think u can tell, i got a grudge against chickens. =/ E meal was gd but we were still full frm breakfast. Anw tried abit of everything. Yapz, i ate salad too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab back to Citylink mall. E cab too was horrible. It felt like e front &amp;amp; rear seats are going to seperate any moment. At e mall, wanted to watch another movie. Aunt knew v little english so we picked a chi show. I had chosen Heirloom, ehz, its a horror show. Can tell tat e adults gave me tat weird look but in e end agreed. Forgot to mention, its screenin at midnite. =P We had abt 2 hours to spare so we headed back to e room. As usual, watched Discovery channel. This time, it broadcasted e desert wildlife. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1150pm, we went down. All e shops were closed but its not at all quiet. They were workers everywhere, each fulfillin their own responsibility tp settin up for tml's new program. They did e carpets, bring in e equipment &amp; did all the wiring with their potable lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E movie wasnt too bad tho it wasnt at all scary. All were new actors/actresses who cant really act. Its taiwan production &amp;amp; i think tt S'pore's productions like E Eye was so so much better. Think e only accomplishment was tat they found pretty actresses to be in e role baz. Anyway, e adults too had e same say so i am not chi ko peh horz...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, Dad was hungry. Manz, Anymore food into me &amp; i need to store it in my throat le. Aunt didnt 1, mum too didnt 1. Seein tat look on Dad's face, i smiled &amp;amp; dragged him in. =) Dad ordered Horfan while i ordered Fried Kway Teow. Technically they are e same jus tat one's dry &amp; e other's wet. It wasnt cheap too at RM$18 per plate. Their red &amp;amp; green chillis were gigantic. E green ones tasted more like cai xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up for e nite after e supper. I was too full to slp. Watched tv n pushed myself to bed at 130am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114279075195270928?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114279075195270928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114279075195270928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114279075195270928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114279075195270928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/13th-march-kl-trip-23.html' title='13th March - KL trip (2/3)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114266573523737159</id><published>2006-03-19T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:40:12.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th March - KL trip (1/3)</title><content type='html'>13th March - KL trip (1/3)&lt;br /&gt;Its been my Dad's long awaited dream to go on a trip after i graduated &amp; b4 i serve NS. Its suppose to be a family thingy with my aunt &amp;amp; cousin. But as my bro missed several lessons due to his hospitalisation, he would hav 2 skip this trip. And, my cousin too got lessons and projects. In e end, its parents, me &amp; aunt. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 610am; after a 2.5 hr slp. After washin up &amp; breakfast, i went up &amp;amp; drove e car down. After refillin e radiator water, set off at 7 to Ah ma's place to pick aunt up. Drove to Tuas checkpoint. Its e 1st time i hand over the passports in e driver seat. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took over e wheel b4 enterin M'sia customs n drove for an hour b4 stoppin at Machap. Along e way, we hit 160kmh. At Machap, ate Mee rebus. Actually i wanted to hav Nasi Lemak but lazy laz, e queue was quite long. After a short walk, i took over e wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was on a business trip. He was to go KL to hav meetings with real estates developer &amp; advertise their products as standard appliances to condos &amp;amp; private estates. Along e way, Dad was sort of in a rush le as we were behind schedule; he had a meeting at 2pm. I drove at an average of 135kmh. Its at 3100rpm. Arrggg, could feel e fuel draining, but its nth compared to my dad's driving laz..=) Thn, e thing tat i was gambling abt came alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, stop!! I braked hard. Suddenly all e cars slowed down to 30kmh &amp; 2 lanes became 1. Police. As we drove pass, i was stopped by one &amp;amp; made to e shoulder. He said i was going at 124kmh. Yeah, i agree &amp; e limit was 110. But tats nt e point, i hav seen it several times le whn my dad drove in e past. 50 ringgit &amp;amp; he returned my license. I knw tat it was wrong, but dad's late...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At next restpoint, Dad took over. Ate Penang laksa. Only Dad ate. Think if dad were to go M'sia more often, he would hav weight twice mine. At KL, Dad lost his way to e hotel. So instead, took us to e apartment's showroom. It was a RM$10 million showhouse with the 4 apartment variations &amp; interior made to spec. Boy, was it beautiful. 1st was smaller at 647 ft &amp;amp; RM$300k. Next was at 850ft &amp; 450k. Nice nice. Thn went over to another estate's showroom. This one was huge, at 2357 ft &amp;amp; RM$1.1 million. Nahz, too big le. E 647 ft would be great. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's colleague at KL led us to e hotel. Suddenly i realised tat its toll, toll &amp; more toll in M'sia. Paid ard 200bucks on toll alone. Guess its e equaivalent to road tax in S'pore baz..=) We stayed at Boulevard Hotel and its built next to Citylink Mall. After checkin in, we went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at a chicken restaurant with traditional chicken rice sets. Dam filling. Its like Zi2 Cha4 like tat but its in a set de. 4 of us eat till the brim. After lunch, dad went up to e room to make phone calls. Yeah, he's on a businness trip rem, jus tat he brought us along only. So we walked ard. E 2 ladies walked their share of clothes and usual women's stuff while i walked alone into music, toys &amp;amp; pets shops. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours passed &amp; Dad didnt called. Couldnt contact him &amp;amp; we were gettin tired so we went up to find him. Yapz, Dad's knocked out on e hotel's bed le...Poor dad. =) went down for another meal. Ate some chicken fried rice. After tt, whn to book movie tickets. Dad insisted on watchin Nanny McPhee so bought 4 tix for RM$40 for 950pm. Walked ard more &amp; we went in at 945.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were walkin, aunt chatted alot with me. Abt buddhism, life, rite &amp;amp; wrong, abt our relatives n her story; practically everything under e Sun. She was my idol, she could speak of her problems with a smile on her face. Its long since i last saw her frown. My mum too. Maybe its e holiday mood baz. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E movie was great. Really gd, heart warming story. Couples, u guys should watch this. =) AFter e show, dad was hungry. =/ Went to buy ice cream at Mac's. I insisted on a 'No', knowing tat it might trigger a volcano if i do. In e end, 3 had ice cream. BAck at e hotel, watched discovery channel. Was broadcasting some summer hol students hav a project to rebuilt an old Caddy. Dam cool. Slept at abt 1am. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114266573523737159?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114266573523737159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114266573523737159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114266573523737159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114266573523737159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/13th-march-kl-trip-13.html' title='13th March - KL trip (1/3)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114217834011545754</id><published>2006-03-12T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T07:51:27.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11th March&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, saw "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" on my msn popup. Josh is back!! hahaz, back from a week-long trip to Bangkok. Chatted awhile only even though we were online for abt 4 hours. Yeah, got stuff to pack and things to do so i understood. =) On the other hand, i was bz too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Woke up at 10. Nth much to do, jus slackin ard. Played lots of piano. Sux ehz, my 'B' key after the common 'C' is dying, its feel is gone and its becomin harder to press. Arrggg. Ate Spaghetti for lunch made by mum. After lunch, met Josh online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey u gt any plans today??", "Don knw, maybe church", "OH, u wanna go IT show??", "Ehz, ok!!" =) Tat conversation happened at abt 12. Thn from 12 to 3 plus, was bz with admin work. =) Left home at abt 345pm. Sux manz, the most hateful thing abt public transport surfaced - Timing Unreliability. GOt into 156 at 405pm. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met BD walkin into CPP jus as i entered frm e other side. She looked quite hot in her outfit, abit attention catching. =) Anyway, we took the train down South, i go meet Josh n BD go work. In e train, I wasnt really myself. My heart was sort of pricking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left at Outram n took e train to Cityhall. Wa kaoz....At e Citylink, its Dam freaking crowded. 4 out of 6 escalators broke down. Think its overloaded, human traffic's dam slow. Saw Josh in lime green-yellowish top. Look rather refreshing. =) Squeeze past ppl and ppl. Didnt really c much cos got nth in mind. In e end Josh bought an earpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to find nic. He's working at HSBC for these 4 days. Yeah and expected, he was complainin this n tat. Hahaz. Left e place at abt 6 plus. Josh wanted to hav Yoshinoya at Bugis but we were feelin rather broke so we tot of food court instead. It was packed. Went KFC, it was packed, and so were every other restaurants. As we walked towards station heading towards Bugis, we smelled fish aroma at the entrance of Suntec. "Fish &amp; Co"!!! yeah, so we walked back to where we came frm. The queue was long, waited for 15 min. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we wanted to order Seafood Platter for 2, but we tot it was kinda gay esp whn thr r only 2 of us. So ended up with 2 Swordfish Collar. =) It taste great!! esp with e sauce. E service at Suntec was great too. We ordered e set with soup n drink for additional $5.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tryin to fit e whole collar into our food storage, we saw e bill. $47 bucks!!! Broke, v broke. Walked ard &amp;amp; thn we went home. Tired, broke and stuffed. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114217834011545754?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114217834011545754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114217834011545754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114217834011545754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114217834011545754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/11th-march-last-nite-saw-on-my-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114201392005306366</id><published>2006-03-11T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:18:54.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd March (2/2)b</title><content type='html'>3rd March (2/2)b&lt;br /&gt;It sucked. The paper sux!! Ok la, i think its me. Spent 20 freakin minutes drawing e Organisation Chart with ruler still. Don knw y i draw so nice for wat. For the last 3 qns, wrote only 2 lines for each. Oh manz, i am so doomed. Halfway thru, David entered e exam room, all were shocked. In e end we learned tat he crossed e road &amp; was almost knocked down by a car. E weird thing is e driver didnt 1 2 let him go. So we can only jus pray tat he can retake e paper. Weird driver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really hav time to finish after that artisitc chart so went out amongst e last few. Met Jiun Yuen &amp;amp; chatted abt e pilot test he had e day b4. After tat, caught up with Alex &amp; gang. Everyone was going crazy. Someone broke e fire extinguisher casing &amp;amp; sprayed e entire corridor with foam. Felt its like walkin thru ghost town. Thn outside, a Matrix made a 1/4 sec wheelspin n another bike did a full one, swing his bike slowly and created a black arc on e road. Dam manz, its e 1st time i saw wheelspin real time!! Can finally smell e smell of burning rubber. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh dragged me to going to East Coast n watch stars with him, Ruben &amp; Mita. Ruben, knew him for sometime le so its ok. Mita, did saw her a few times but didnt talk yet. Was feelin rather awkward. I sat in Josh's car &amp;amp; Mita in Ruben's. Both are Corollas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop, went to IMM so Josh could get a haircut. While waiting, Ruben, Mita &amp; i chatted. Found tat she's a nice ger, tho e indo accent was rather strong, quite laggy in processin her words. =) After e rather short &amp;amp; spiky haircut, Josh treated us to Roti Boy!! Thn, Mr newhair went home to bathe so we followed. Saw Josh's dad, its rare to see uncle as he's out of town rather often. Also, found out tat Mita's place was full of pets of all sorts. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e quick bathe, we took a long drive to ECP. Yeah, guys being guys, thr were mini challenges along e highway but don worry, they are safe drivers. =) Reached ECP ever-crowded carpark, we waited abt 5 min whn we managed to find a lot. Jus as we went in, Ruben called. "Hey Josh, Yilin wanna come join us". Yeah. So Ruben drove 4 of us to pick Yilin up at commonwealth. She sure must hav felt honoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In e car, Jokes &amp; "shootin each other" were everywhere. Hahaz, there were much laughter. =) Back at the carpark, saw a Merc SLK200 driven by a 20 plus lady. Gers now are rich. After havin a rather quick serach time for a lot, we went for dinner. Ordered stingray, kangkong, chicken wings &amp; cockles. Yilin had her dinner le, yeah n everyone's saboing her to treat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undescribable madness was portrayed at the table. Got coconut shell, flying drumstick &amp;amp; an extra long straw-spoon. It was abt 12 whn we finished. Gundu me brought only 5 bucks so had Josh paid 1st. Went to the beach to look at stars. Thn, it came e sand war, with Josh being e unintentional initiator . =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats whn Yiling showed her true colours. Hahaz, was throwin sand &amp; stuff onto Ruben after a gundu arguement. =) Technically, our jaws hurt from all e laughing. Yiling played a prank on Ruben whn she possessed his hp. So now Yiling's new nick would be 'Com-cum'. =) After much jaw exercises, we decided to leave at 12 plus. Yiling was in e car with me &amp;amp; Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thr were little road rivalries here &amp; thr. Thn, we lost our way, missed e exit at lower delta road &amp;amp; went all e way to Clementi. Stopped, checked directory &amp;amp; made a U-turn. Sry josh for all e trouble. =) Reached home at mid 1am. Boy, wat a day to end poly life. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114201392005306366?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114201392005306366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114201392005306366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114201392005306366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114201392005306366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/3rd-march-22b.html' title='3rd March (2/2)b'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114201017156897120</id><published>2006-03-11T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:13:14.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd March (2/2)a</title><content type='html'>3rd March (2/2)a&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am. Its been a long time since i last slept in an air-con environment. Actually Josh too don slp in one. Cos normally at home, i would slp half naked with the fan on cos if i dont do any one of the 2, i would melt. But i cant possibly slp without shirt at Josh's place rite, so we decided to slp in the Poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, blanket was at my abdomen. Hahaz, cos e shirt abit short. =) I was havin runny nose, Josh too, but his was more serious than mine. Got up, brush teeth &amp; washed up thn force my ass to stick to the chair. Eyes was still abit blurr whn Josh woke at 930. "So wat u did last nite after i went to bed??", "Everything else except studyin". Yeah, thats Josh.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh made breakfast for me, instant mee with last nite's left overs. Touched. =) Sat &amp;amp; chatted as we discussed e "8 greatest &amp; priceless gift anyone can give" poster on e side of e fridge. Went up &amp;amp; studied. Yapz, Josh's starting to feel e pressure le. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BD's coming down. Jus woke up at 10 plus. Thn she's gotta go dentist, coming at abt 2. Josh's mum bought back nasi lemak frm her sec sch. Wow it was cool ehz, gt a big drumstick. Josh's bro couldnt finish his n passed 3/4 of it to Josh. We were studyin &amp; eating at e same time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BD called whn she's at Commonwealth. Plan was tat i would walk down to JE station &amp;amp; bring her over but Josh volunteerily offered to drive her back. So sweeeeet. =) Along e way, we were testing each other on e problems of communication. Josh has a weird way of remembering things. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, BD's as usual amazed by e cute 4 legged creature (hamster). Josh's mum bought BD's share of nasi lemak but she has jus eaten. Persuaded her to eat abit so she did. Was teaching me the Organisational Chart as she nibbles. After swallowing several cubes of tau gua n 2 dozen grains of rice, she gave up. BD's tired frm e lack of slp so made her take a nap on Josh's bed. Looked like a slpy toddler. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh was at full force at 3 plus, memorizin &amp; drawing &amp;amp; testing himself. Studied till abt 4 plus whn we slowed down. Ok i slowed down, was saturated le. Went up to e room &amp;amp; talked crap with slpin beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time for battle!! Left home at 5. Dropped BD at Dover as she headed for work. Thn, in the battlefield we went...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114201017156897120?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114201017156897120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114201017156897120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114201017156897120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114201017156897120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/3rd-march-22a.html' title='3rd March (2/2)a'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114184107414556692</id><published>2006-03-09T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:24:36.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd March (2/2)</title><content type='html'>3rd March (2/2)&lt;br /&gt;Freaking....After writing 70% of this current entry, i don know wat the hell i pressed and everything's gone. AHHHHHHHHH....anyway, very tired le. Comin down with a cold. i getter go sleep now...=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114184107414556692?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114184107414556692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114184107414556692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114184107414556692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114184107414556692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/3rd-march-22.html' title='3rd March (2/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114183978705329913</id><published>2006-03-09T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:08:52.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd March (1/2)</title><content type='html'>3rd March (1/2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahz, this is the day i dreaded and at the same time hoping for. Cos on the 4th of May, i am no longer schooling. =) The night b4, went to Josh's house to study. Reached his place at about 530 after spending the whole day studyin in school; ok laz, 90% daydreaming and 10% studying. Anyway, was dead tired whn i reached his place so i decided to sleep for 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, open my book. Thn went to com. Saw some interesting vids; mind u it aint porn, jus some cars, martial arts and other interesting vids. Thn we chatted. At 650, "okok, 10 min more, we will start studyin at 7pm", "ok!!". At 7pm, we re-open the book. 10 seconds later, "hey u still got play NFS Underground??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, u got the trend. It went on till 8pm, 9pm, 10pm. Along the way, we even spent about 45min chatting abt teeth, braces, and teeth pullin, wEiRd. At 10 plus, Josh's mum came home. She's a nice lady, even bought curry puffs for us. After supper, guess wats Josh's doing...playing PS. Bro ahz...aiyoz...Boh Wee GonG ehz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat, BD called. So i went down and chatted. Josh's playin Tekken 3. After i hung up, drag Josh back up to study. I tried to study, and i did, although its rather inefficient. Josh, dont really know wat is he doing but he was moving in and out of the room. For 5 hours since 6pm, he was still at page 1. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late, dont really feel like leavin. Suddenly i felt the urge to study. Josh's mum suggested me to stay over. Nahz, parents confirm dont allow de, will say don disturb others, furthermore i got dinner at home. After some convincing, i called Dad, and he said ok. He said OK!! Wahz, tats rare. So i said thanks and hung up. Back at the room, i got no mood to study le, we ended up talking. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for dinner with Josh. All had eaten except us. After dinner, Josh presented a desert from the fridge. It was some ham thingy, asked me to try. Hmm, it was not bad. He thn cut a bigger portion for me, thn asked me to guess wat was it. I gave up. So he told me, he said some goat or sheep's liver or something. I was like YUCK!! But anyway, it taste great laz. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At early 12, my eyelids were heavy. Went to slp. Josh said will slp later. He will go bathe and thn try to study so i went ahead to slp. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114183978705329913?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114183978705329913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114183978705329913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114183978705329913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114183978705329913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/03/3rd-march-12.html' title='3rd March (1/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-114096814808093292</id><published>2006-02-26T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:47:34.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WoW..its been a long while since i last updated. Ehz exams laz..=) If u are wondering, my broz ok le. Jus got his stitches removed today..=) This few days hav been busy tryin to study, noticed i used the word 'tryin'. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-114096814808093292?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/114096814808093292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=114096814808093292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114096814808093292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/114096814808093292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113988901300680885</id><published>2006-02-14T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T19:50:13.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BrO CoNdItIon Day 1.</title><content type='html'>Bro not well. Coughed last nite at Tishone's place and felt a sudden chest pain. He called me after being unable to reach dad. I was out with Alex and David at Cityhall. DL called me. Chest v pain, cant breathe, cant walk. Parents informed n rushed to Shone's place at bedok reservior. Went to GP n he directed bro to A &amp; E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DL was callin me and keepin me updated. Alex was driving and sent me to Changi Hospital after fetching David back. Mum was crying. Dad was waiting. Aunt was on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad told me tt b4 i reached, they inserted a tube into bro's chest to draw e air out. Apparently air filled his right lung cavity causing his lung to compress to a ball of tissue. If the air flows to the left side, both lungs will not be functioning. Anaesthetic was not injected as they need bro to cough to ensure that the tube is in. Unimaginable was e pain whn a tube length of a chopstick n diameter of a 20 cent coin plunges into e right chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condition stablized and was in and out of consciousness. There on e bed, i saw the bravest boy i never knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113988901300680885?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113988901300680885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113988901300680885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113988901300680885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113988901300680885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/02/bro-condition-day-1.html' title='BrO CoNdItIon Day 1.'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113932219963557107</id><published>2006-02-08T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T08:24:25.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistake</title><content type='html'>Being a guy is not easy. Being a human is worse. Being a fair and Justical human is even worse. I hav learned a lesson, we cant judge and we cannot be judge. Everyone has their own story.Its wrong to say who is rite and who is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tired, physically everywhere's aching. my sprained shoulder's gettin from bad to worse; cant even take off my shirt without a tear in my eye. Emotionally tired too, i don know how to feel le. Mentally as well, haven been gettin enough slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Aircraft system test tml and i haven studied this whole nite, really don hav the study mood, only got the slackin mood. Somehow i feel that we shouldnt give ppl wrong impressions. Don treat others especially nice and in turn giving false hope. Don say things tat normal friends don normally say. Why is the point of going out and attract ppl, get ppl attention and be 'happy' as everyone seems to 'like' you in return?? Sure the feeling is very nice to hav lots of ppl going after u, doin things for you, showering you with gifts. If you touch your heart, aint it abit worthless?? Aint it like a little cruel and meaningless?? Then after tt jumping frm one person to another after 'playin' and had-ding enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then give theirs hearts to one person and then scarring their hearts when they leave them and then go on to likin and givin their hearts to another. And then they leave and goes to another. The scarring will go on forever n i wonder if pain was ever that enjoyable and a hobby. The master of the 'game' will hav this continous 'scarring' which they sort of 'asked for it', whereas those who came by and left; some had the intention of jus 'playing', but sadly, there are also ones who hav had their young, fresh and innocent heart being pricked by thousands of needles by the 'game master'. As their heart bled, they continue to roam the world with a freshly-cut scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is full of people from all walks of life. Some experienced it 1st hand, some experience it from others' experiences. Anyway, the tired would remain tired till they got a break. The hurt would be in pain till they step out of it. The scarred would remain hideous till they are healed. Life's full of pain and sorrow but at times, we are given a choice to choose. If we made a mistake and get pricked, its up to us to know and learn, learn tat you hav a choice. If you don want wat you've experience to occur again, then don do it. Those who don hav e courage to go forward and change would be stuck in the circle, going thru it over and over again......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113932219963557107?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113932219963557107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113932219963557107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113932219963557107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113932219963557107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/02/mistake.html' title='mistake'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113924548954781112</id><published>2006-02-07T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T09:12:44.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10:57...=)</title><content type='html'>10:57...=)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 640 today. Boy i am late!! Rushed to complete my morning regulars and left home at 710am, 15 min later thn b4. Told dad not to rush cos everytime he revs the car n send the needles flyin, my heart sinks together with the fuel. I knew i was rite, i wasnt late. Waited for Slpy Head to leave dreamland n appeared 2 hours later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Nic at FC 6 for breakfast. Coincidentally, met David, Boon Seng n gang going for a meal too after doin their Melody Generator. Ate ecnomy mifen n guo tiao plus egg, otah n hash brown. WTH ehz, $1.70 niaz!! No way you can find such a deal at the sch of MM manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phua's Powerplant lecture was, err, haizz...lost of words. I practically slept e whole lesson, so yaz. Went to discuss FYP for 5 min with Jy, Nic n emi. Thn went to use com with JY. He's bz lookin at cars tat with all our life's work earnings added together for 3 generations wouldnt even be able to buy the engine n air-conditioning system. Anyway, its gd to hav dreamz..=) Looked at Lifestylex.com...Remembered its my time killer whn i was at ITP at AFS. Read e jokes section, dam funny, n at e same time JY keep askin me to turn my head to gaze at his monitor as the figures climbed each car he showed me. Argg, was rather irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesh's Mech lecture was again, haizz. OM was great, as usual. talkin abt Partnership and Company and stuff. After sch, went to Finance Dept to pay my sch fees with Liyana. 1st time, it as empty. Still remembered e previous time i paid the queue was outside the office. After tt went to Avionics lab to help liyana, nic n Dav with their Melody Gen. Sux ehz, practically walked frm 1 end to e other end of e campus. Tried to study but to no avail. Ppl was dam noisy, esp nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly left lab at 520 for Napfa. Seeing all the test equipment, it didnt really bring back fond memories. Gawin, Dav, WX, Nic, Josh, Ruben were thr. I was in e same grp as e former 4. Also in our grp, 1 prominent guy was Kenridge. Boy, they say he's a model...yaz can tell...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st up was shutter run. i was num 66. Ken went 2nd. WX n i got 10.96s n 10.94s respectively. Theorically, we failed. Tried again n both got 10.3s...=) Damn ehz, the rubber track was slippery. Think don put the mat would be better lorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Standing Board Jump. I got 222cm, tats a 'D', enough for a silver. But i went to try again, and got 232. As i landed for e 2nd jump, i leaned on my left arm as i lost balanced. AHHHH, felt a sharp pain shot thru my left shoulder. Dav practically ate the mat up, WX short of 2 cm whereas Gawin got a 'D'. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following, was Sit-ups. Rooted Nic's feet as he pushed himself thru. Ehz, thr's a little of undecency here, think better don say...Next was me n i did 42, jus enough to get 'A'. David was beside me and he freaking did 70!! Tats like one in 0.857142857 secs!! Godlike, terminator...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin-up. Nic backed out without doing a single one. I did n e 1st 4 was ok. As i did e 5th, i was startin to swing. Arrggg....Managed the 6th. I was surprised and its my record!! Struggled for the 7th but managed to do only 6.78. Dav, WX n Gawin did 7. Sux, i felt sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit-n-reach. I nv wanted to get more the a 'C'. The station attendant stood down beside me and was sort of talkin crap. I couldnt see e markin on the scale as it was rather worn so she jus placed her finger on e scale and asked me to push the marker and touch her finger. I did, n was short of 2 cm. She said again!! so i did. She said again!!! i did but still cant. "wats tat readin??" i asked her but she didnt say and asked me to push harder. So i took a deep breath n went for it, could feel my butt muscles splitting. I did it!! Relief!! WTH, i did 51cm ehz, and its an 'A'!! Wa, felt like slappin n thankin her. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all 5 stations done le, now left with 2.4. Staring at e pull-up bar, i went to the counter and asked if i could retake. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 was ok. 6 i was startin to swing, starting to struggle. I gave my last shot of strength. Made only 6.1. Guessed e in-charged saw tat i struggled and did a dozen in total, he gave me a 7. Enough to get a 'C'...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 of us gathered at the starting line. The timer started and paced off. WX and i were slowly and steadily slicing past each individual. At the startin of e 2nd lap, Shit!! 2min!! Cham, if i carried on like this, i wouldnt be able to meet my 11min40s requirement for a 'C'. I speeded up, abandoning WX..sry. Time was lookin on e gd side. At the 5th lab, i was behind Ruben..Boy was he fast. Pass by Nic, Josh, Ga, n Dav. Was surprised whn i pass Dav. Followed Ruben all the way till 200 metres, was practically breathing thru my stone-dry mouth le. By 100metres, we were side by side. We acknowledged n i sprinted forward. He caught up. We crossed e finishing line together.&lt;br /&gt;It was a moment to be remembered...10:57, 1st time in my life...!! =) After walkin ard a little, met up with Josh. He got stitch n was dissappointed. WX was complacent and didnt make it by 5 secs. David was not feelin well, got alot of phlegm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn to Clementi in Nic's Jazz for dinner with all our aching bodies. Chatted abt this and tat. Oh ya Gen was there too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Wx and Gen. They were great fun but i felt like a lamp post. WX was still mouning over his complacency. Got off at Sgoon, don wanna be lampost le. Went home dead tired. Its now abt 1am. I should be slpin...Arrggg...My left shoulder achin like hell now...Hope my arm's still there tml...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113924548954781112?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113924548954781112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113924548954781112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113924548954781112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113924548954781112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/02/1057.html' title='10:57...=)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113914879765393491</id><published>2006-02-05T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T06:34:20.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Island...</title><content type='html'>The Island...&lt;br /&gt;I m feelin lazy. I am a worm, a lazy worm. Stayed at home this whole weekend. Tried to study and also do reports. in e end ended up doing alot less than expected. Arrggg, i wasnt like tt in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got pretty caught up with the application for uni and all that. Still got alot of stuff unclear and worse of all still hav to write essay to show your achievements. Diff pp say diff things. Some say choose Mech better, some say Aero better. Anyway, it doesnt really matter wat i chose laz, both also jus do your best can le...no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours a day - 2.5 hr study, 2 hr meals, 2 hr tv, 2 hr misc( like brushin teeth, bathin and time spent walkin from 1 place to another), 4 hours slp and the rest playin Generals. Feelin damn useless. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Josh on Fri after sch. Went to Esplanade to slack n watch guys breakdance and gers modern dance. Met Weixiong and Gen along e way. Somehow, i think that they are a v happy and compatible couple. Gen liked WX's eyelashes so she jus pulled his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, spent my whole morning doing Aircraft tut. It was dam monotonous. Almost felt like tearin e book. Struggled to make it interesting. Anyway wats so interesting abt valves, cooling packs and washers...Spent part of the afternoon for lunch, thn watched The Island. Not really a bad show. The female lead was chio. The guy was suai4. Both also nv see b4 de, both also had names with more than 10 letters in them. 2nd half of the afternoon continued revising n thn was Generals le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i wanna get out of my life, i don wanna revolve round my computer games. Must do something more productive than clickin on men in the screen and killin each other. Anyway, gonna power up for the week ahead le. Must study. I will tell you guys at the end of the week if i hav succeeded...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, talkin abt life, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/w/Campus-Superstar-Teresa?v=GYAnT7u2Z2Q&amp;search=campus%20superstar%20teresa"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/w/Campus-Superstar-Teresa?v=GYAnT7u2Z2Q&amp;amp;search=campus%20superstar%20teresa&lt;/a&gt;.....=)  *SmLiEs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113914879765393491?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113914879765393491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113914879765393491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113914879765393491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113914879765393491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/02/island.html' title='The Island...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113877009038808478</id><published>2006-02-01T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T02:47:21.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rD DaY Of CNY...</title><content type='html'>3rD DaY Of CNY...&lt;br /&gt;This year's CNY seems rather gloomy. 1st day only went to papa side's grandparents place for lunch. Thn nite time went to 4th aunt house. Reached there rather late, at abt 10 plus cos everyone was so nua, esp my bro...like jelly fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4th aunt's place, most relatives already left le, but there's still enough to make the house noisy...Major contributions would be from the 3 pre-schools chatter boxes..=) Sat down and ate some leftovers on the table, at times i do feel like a rubbish bin. Thn 4th aunt sat beside me, askin me is my face better and then went on examinin it. I jus stayed still like a rock hopin 4 e moment she stops. Hate ppl examinin me...Then we chatted, chatted abt family and life. I was rather suprised tat we do click quite well. Learn some things from her, i think she's a great lady. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at abt 12 with DeJun and DeLin, my 2 closest cousins. After reaching sgoon, had to fetch e 2 cousins back home, at Tampines. Back at home at abt 1am, played game - C&amp;C Generals till abt 4 then went to slp. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of CNY, woke up at 930am. Watch Memiors of a Geisha on e DVD. Its a nice show, sad too. Bro watched it le so while my dad and i were watchin e DVD, bro went to play Generals. Soon, my dad was playing too.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, Slack at home most of the time as we took turns to play game. At 1130am, went out to run. Time was slow and it was torturin. Must hav looked quite weird, ppl must be thinkin why is this chinese guy perspiring on CNY?? In the evening, went to 2nd aunt place. Watched the Medallion on Channel 5. Ate quite alot of bak gua, kai xin guo and other rubbish and jolly sandy. Alcohol and carbonated water really don suit me. Anyway, i was guilty, i was startin to feel fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, we went to my godma's place at Tampines. Boy was it crowded. All my cousins were there, except Gene and Clara. We slacked and talked and watched TV. Stomach was rather grumpy so i shut it up by enterin food. Again, i was the rubbish bin, help to clear up the leftovers. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Godma'z place at abt 1230am. Drove home after fetchin the De brothers back. Reached home, play Generals till 4am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day of CNY, cousins decided to meet up for a movie at PS. Steve was there 1st followed by me and bro. Wa kaoz, the queue was dam long!! think will hav to wait for 40 min b4 our turn. So, we went to the online kiosk as noobs, then Jay came. Got the tics after some conflicts with those tat were still not present cos we were left with the front row for the Fearless 350pm slot. Ended up taking the 615 slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all had arrived, we went to the FC to see Gene take her lunch. We sat around and chatted. Unfortunately, chatted abt DJ as we was the only one not present - gotta bring gf home for lunch. =P Went to play pool at Meridien SC but the queue was dam long. After entering the waiting list, we hung around outside and chatted, ok it was more like laugh-ted. We gave up waiting jus 1 hour b4 the show started and headed back to PS. Wanna get a bite so Steve recommanded Secret Recipe, its his workplace so everywhere we go he also recommanded it. Had to admit one thing, the service was quite sucky, jus like the Suntec branch we visited a yr ago. But the choc cheese cake was nice. Shared with Clara as she was startin to feel fat and guilty after the 3rd mouth. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was great; violent and sad. Clara was full of emotions, one time her hands were clasping her mouth in disguist as Huo Yuan Jia broke tat guy's arm into 2 and the next she was searchin desperately in her handbag. Jay sat beside her, took out a tissue...Wat an understandin 'gentleman'..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e movie, we were discussing about this and tat and advertising clara with all her emotional attributes. As usual couldnt decide where to go for dinner, Steve was lip shut. In the end, went to Yoshinoya. Ordered some chicken rice Jap style large set - $6.40. Was dam hungry..DL ordered salmon and Steve ordered nth, saying tt his mum cooked le. Mine was e last to arrive and by then, bro already finished his. We chatted, with Clara being the 'Joke of the Day' again..=P Its amazing tat the 9 of us all have different personalities and whn we come together, sparks jus flew. Jol was laughin dam hard beside me as Clara was tellin abt her weird friend who thinks tat potato is meat and hotdog is vegetable. You could almost see Jol's face crackin as she struggled to supress herself. =) It was a nice and enjoyable sea of laughter and craziness. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene and Jay went clubbing, Steve and DL went home at east, Jol to CCK, Clara to AMK and bro n i to TPY. After bidding gdbyes, Clara, Jol, bro n i took the north line. Had some interestin conversation abt marriage and our views. Nice things always come to an end as we bidded gdbye but there will always be the next meetin..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, did chin-ups. I suck manz, did 3.9 only, i am doomed. For some reason, i cannot clench my left fist, it feels like someone is tryin to pull them open whn i do it. Now, my right arm too. Weird, i don wanna lose the abilities of my arms. Grabbin my Colin Mcrae 4 discs, i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So jus like this, 2006 CNY was over. Somehow, i still missed those times we had when we were much younger. Those carefree and childish and not-so-much-responsibilities days as we play PS, cards and some other wacko games. Nevetheless, i will still treasure wat we have now and pray tat 20 years down the road, we would still be as close. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113877009038808478?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113877009038808478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113877009038808478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113877009038808478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113877009038808478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/02/3rd-day-of-cny.html' title='3rD DaY Of CNY...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113829575840950781</id><published>2006-01-26T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T09:15:58.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs!!</title><content type='html'>Thurs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs!! Its been a long n rather tiring week but i am still lookin forward to the weekends. Hav been running and trainin for 6th Feb, day of NAPFA. School day was alrite, quite monotonous. Phua was again talkin crap and Ernie, i think his lecture has minimal relations to the syllabus. Planned to go see honda civic and kia rio at Queensway with Nic and JY but during Phua's lesson, Nic n Emi got another war going on via the mobile sms. Nic was apparently at wits ends so i kindly step in and compose several smses thn seek his approval before sending them. He accepted all of them and then Emi was gettin better and slightly happier so i passed the phone back to him. As expected, WW3 begun as soon as the mobile reaches his hands. After much persuasion, nic stayed behind to pei Emi so we had to cancel our trip to e showrooms. Understanding us, we jus postpone it - to tml - if nth were to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch, return the pellet truck to lab. Wa kaoz, its heavy ehz. Got my admin card back. Went up to Avionics lab to drill holes on e melody generator. Thn after class 04 ended 40 min earlier, a bunch of us intruded the lab to solder the parts together. Got shaky hands, cant really solder properly. argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met tootz n Ali at FC 4 at 310. Ordered some warm desert, not sure wat is it also, the auntie recommand de - so so niaz...Went to Town and window shop. After tt at 620pm, went to meet mum at John Little to shop for New YeaR clothes. Cant really find anything cos the sizes all odd ones, not too big means too small..=( Went to Urban, OG n Robinsons too, cant find a single piece to my liking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to tpy home after tt for dinner, pull ups and the 9pm show while parents went to collect specs at central. Touchin episode, almost cried. Pull ups, manage 4.1 nia. Deprovin le...=( At 1030, dad arrived and we went to Mustafa to cont the hunt for clothes. Got a pair of Jeans and a Nike cap for my bro; its his bday tml, hope he likes it baz...Looked at shirts and everything else but all also got indian flavours in them..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a couple at the shirts section. E guy's pocked marked, tall, fair, look unfit, looks average. E lady's tall, fair, gd complexion, halter neck, hot. After they left the section, dad said, "see, the guy not say v suai but can get such a gerfriend. so you don need to worry, conc and do your best now and the future will come its way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After payin the stuff, went to nearby coffeshop for supper. After eating we left. Dad didnt ask me to drive, he jus drove. I guess he knows i was tired so i jus rested. Really didnt feel like moving. After i came out of the bathroom, dad said, shit, we forgotten to pay for the supper. Yaz...felt quite guilty. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished i had more time in a day. its past 1am le and abt 4 hours left to slp. Tats it for now folks. Got to go slp le...*YaWnZ*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113829575840950781?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113829575840950781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113829575840950781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113829575840950781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113829575840950781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/01/thurs.html' title='Thurs!!'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113751248665116005</id><published>2006-01-17T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T07:49:49.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past 10 days...</title><content type='html'>The past 10 days...&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, its been 10 days since i last updated. There are actually 2 to 3 occasions where i wanted to post an entry. I typed 2 of them till abt 40% but i don know how to continue le. I don really know wat to write already. Then, i just save as drafts and didnt continue. They are still there as drafts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School - Don know wat has possessed me, i actually studied on my own will. Hav been doing Avionics tut for the past few days. Teacher taught till chp 8 le but i chp 1 also haven touch. Up till now, i completed till 7 le; tml shall finish it. After tt, shall be Powerplant. Quite tough actually cos all of us also don really know wat to study. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike - Last Sat, made my longest bike journey from Sgoon to Toa Payoh Central for squash with JoSh n some church buddies. It was an approximately 35min ride n i did encounter some obstacles. Ehz, don wanna say here laz, paiseh, but i hav learned le so i wont commit it again(i hope). E bike became v twitchy, alot of noise frm everywhere, it feels like its gonna disintegrate anytime. Gonna get WD-40 and hope tt it will help...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer - I know tt i wanted the NFS Most Wanted but thr were 2 obstacles - I cant find e imitation copy and i think my com cant support. So i installed NFS Underground 2. Sadz, still as laggy as ever. I will enter into slow motion mode at every corner. N not to mention, even on normal program operations, the com is gettin slower too but its ok, gonna get more RAM soon. $45 for a 256mb DDR-266Mhz-CL2 RAM; ok laz, i know its quite antique le. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relations - Has been rather fine recently though sometimes i will think of the past and of her and there's still tat ache there. "Whn something goes wrong in life, change it. If not, accept it and move on". I hav chosen the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squash - Sux, lost at the SMU open. Was cocky at the 1st set n tried to catch up at the 2nd set but failed. Felt like i hav disappointed my squash buds, i too am disappointed in myself. Anyway, i am gonna pause for squash to train for Napfa..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napfa - 6th Feb. Has been trainin rather hard for the past few weeks but i somehow got a feelin tt it was a little too late le. Situps - 25(42), Chin-up - 3.75(8), 2.4km - 11min45s(11min). The other 3 i didnt go test but as you can see, i still had a long way to go. And to make things worse, i am now sick. Got runny nose, dry n sore throat, giddy, bodyache n a slight fever. SUX...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, frm tml till Sat its Spinnovex - our Finaly Year Project exhibition. Ours is at W1313b the 1st one after the door. Come visit us if possible!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113751248665116005?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113751248665116005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113751248665116005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113751248665116005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113751248665116005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/01/past-10-days.html' title='The past 10 days...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113662426215458951</id><published>2006-01-07T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:43:27.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st BiCyCLe LeSsOn...(Part 2/2)</title><content type='html'>1st BiCyCLe LeSsOn...(Part 2/2)&lt;br /&gt;Today, after an approx 8-hour slp, i woke up at 11am. Dad came back frm KL last nite and we watched some DVDs that he bought back. At 1210pm, i cycled to pass NiSe her EZ-link card which i borrowed from her last nite to go Clementi for supper. While waiting for her to come down, it started to drizzle. Sux manz, wats up with rain and me and cycling. After walkin NiSe to the busstop, i cycled home, in the rain. Again, water was everywhere, from the top (ehz, its raining), the sides (cos of winds) and the bottom (from the tires).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thruout the 20- min journey home, i learnt a few lessons.&lt;br /&gt;1) When the ground is wet, braking the rear wheel is almost useless&lt;br /&gt;2) Before turning a bend on wet ground, slow down&lt;br /&gt;3) When turning a bend, don't brake; accelerate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When negotiating a bend past Buangkok Drive into Yio Chu Kang road, i applied brakes to the both wheels and i was amazed at how easy the rear wheels locked. I applied more pressure to the the front as to the back but the rear ones still locked. My bike skidded and i lost control. Got a few cuts and bruises here and there. After getting up, i cycled again but now at a lower speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past the 24-hour coffeshop at my place, i crossed a road leading to the carpark of the coffeeshop. I slowed down abit when approaching the junction cos there were trees on my left so i can't really see if there are cars coming out. Then when i reached the end of the pavement approaching the road, there was this Suzuki Liana exiting. I braked hard and again to my surprise, the rear wheels locked and mind me it was on tarmac!! Anyway i went to a complete stop about a metre from the side of the car and the driver was kind enough and signalled for me to cross. I continued bursting on the road into the entrance of my block carpark and went to the lift landing. I jammed brake just for fun and i almost hit the dustbin. Conclusion, don play around when the ground is wet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience and i learnt more about cycling and safety too. When i parked my bike, found out that is was covered with splatters of mud and so was my shirt and everywhere else. Guess the next thing i would hav to get is a mud gaurd and a bell. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey NiSe, save up k??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113662426215458951?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113662426215458951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113662426215458951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113662426215458951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113662426215458951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/01/1st-bicycle-lessonpart-22.html' title='1st BiCyCLe LeSsOn...(Part 2/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113661988018632109</id><published>2006-01-06T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:35:32.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st BiCyCLe LeSsOn...(Part 1/2)</title><content type='html'>1st BiCyCLe LeSsOn...(Part 1/2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!! Gotten my bike back after seeing it once, then part of it for a week and then none of it for 3 weeks. Yesterday at 345pm, i heard the bicycle gear rachet clicking along the corridor passing my room. I quickly wore back my shirt and went to the door. Paid $178.50 for the front fork, brake set, complete free wheel, 26" tire and inner tube, alloy seatpost, seat and seat clamp. I would say that it was an expensive lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After payin e delivery man, i went to change and pack up and got ready for squash at SP so i adjusted the height of the seat and cycled to NiSe's block. I parked at the 8th floor( with 8 being the lucky number =P ). I locked the front wheel to the frame and the frame and rear wheel to the railing. I parked the bike in such a way that the public can see it even if i have to expose it to rain and shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At SP, supposed to meet Josh and Ruben in the middle of their run, training for the upcoming Napfa 2.4km, to return Josh his socks. =P Then to my amazement i spotted them sitting at the bench looking at ppl playing soccer. The run was cancelled as it was still rainin and their hearts were abit sianz le...I was very tired; Wed i pushed myself quite hard to train up for my Napfa so everywhere's still aching. Didnt really felt like playin squash so early so i accompanied Josh and Ruben to the busstop. Ruben went home at the opposite busstop whereas i decided to accompany Josh home. He's going home 1st, eat abit and then drive to church. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, we chatted. Somehow i find that there were endless things to talk about. =) At Josh's place, His mum, bro and grandma was in. Went up to Josh's room to chat and ate abit of dinner there. Hey Josh, tell your mum for me that the Chicken taste great n i sort of miss the fish porridge i had last yr too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 745, we left for the multi-story carpark. I really envied Josh for the ability to drive the car alone, i really hope that i can have this privilage. =( Anyway, i can probably say that Josh was a better driver than me cos up till now, i find it quite stressful to drive my Dad's car still. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached SP at 8pm, changed and played a little stroking and rally with Jyh Yong. Then played with NiSe. Its quite rather long since i played with her and i find that her fighting spirit was still going strong. Had a little misunderstanding at the court but as good natured as she was, she cheered up soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At abt 955pm, took the MRT to Clementi to meet Ken, Sab, Yongqi and Yimin. Had dinner and an enjoyable chat. =) We left at abt 11pm. Sab and Ken were going Tampines whereas YQ was YCK, Yimin to Hougang n me to Sengkang. Thruout the whole 1 hour journey, i was chatting with Yimin. Found out that she was a rather chattable and mature person and also that everyone has their own problems and there will defintely be someone out there with problems worse than yours so i guess sometimes we will hav to slow down and count our blessings. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out of SK station towards NiSe's block. Sianz, it was drizzling. I walked in e rain, trying to shield my racket frm the droplets. At the 8th floor, i was thankful that my bike was in operational conditition. Cycling in the rain was quite an experience. At higher speeds, water not only came from the top, it also came from the bottom. =) I had Jay Chou's November Chopin accompany me thruout. Reached home, i was drenched. Went to bathe and slacked awhile before slpin at 3am. *YaWnZ* =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113661988018632109?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113661988018632109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113661988018632109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113661988018632109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113661988018632109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2006/01/1st-bicycle-lessonpart-12.html' title='1st BiCyCLe LeSsOn...(Part 1/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113584951268379811</id><published>2005-12-29T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T03:28:30.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 DaYs LaTeR...</title><content type='html'>If u happen to come across this entry, treat it as u didnt see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince 18 Dec, my life has changed. 11 days after tat, i can say tt somehow although i don really know wat it is, somethings have changed. I am not sure if its for the better or worse cos i hav not decided yet but 1 thing i knw was tt this change could not be anymore unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over these 11 dayz, i hav learnt we should nv take wat we hav for granted. Treasure them cos u wont knw if its tml tat they will be gone n nv hesitate to say how much you love them cos ppl tend to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113584951268379811?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113584951268379811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113584951268379811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113584951268379811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113584951268379811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/12/11-days-later.html' title='11 DaYs LaTeR...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113497974696268438</id><published>2005-12-18T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T03:09:25.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoRdS Of WiSdOm...</title><content type='html'>WoRdS Of WiSdOm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No One Can Go Back And Make A Brand New Start.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone Can Start Now And Make A Brand New Ending.&lt;br /&gt;God Did Not Promise Days Without Pain, Laughter Without Sorrow n Sun Without Rain But He Did Promise Strength For The Day, Comfort For The Tears n Light For E Way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember The 5 Simple Rules To Be Happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Free Your Heart From Hatred.&lt;br /&gt;2) Free Your Mind From Worries.&lt;br /&gt;3) Live Simply.&lt;br /&gt;4) Give More.&lt;br /&gt;5) Expect Less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Better To Lose Your Pride To E One You Love, Than To Lose E One You Love Because Of Pride.&lt;br /&gt;We Spend Too Much Time Looking For The Right Person To Love Or Finding Fault With Those We Already Love, When Instead We Should Be Perfecting The Love We Give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Measure Of Love Is When You Love Without Measure. In Life There Are Very Rare Chances That You'll Meet The Person You Love And Loves U In Return. So Once You Have It, Don Ever Let It Go, The Chance May Never Come Your Way Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Something Happens To You, Good Or Bad, Consider What It Means. There's A Purpose To Life's Events, To Teach You How To Laugh More Or Not To Cry Too Hard.&lt;br /&gt;You Can't Make Someone Love You, All You Can Do Is be Someone Who Can Be Loved, The Rest Is Up To The Person To Realise Your Worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~JoSh'S BloG - 01 Oct 05.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113497974696268438?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113497974696268438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113497974696268438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113497974696268438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113497974696268438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/12/words-of-wisdom.html' title='WoRdS Of WiSdOm...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113463383408604205</id><published>2005-12-15T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:09:54.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JaY ChOu...</title><content type='html'>JaY ChOu...&lt;br /&gt;This man, i'm sure he has touched many of our hearts with his music. Well so am i, but never as strong as now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to his latest album, November's Chopin. In my class, David, Alex n probably Weixiong are enjoying this present album, spending effort in memoprising e lyrics. Ok laz, as they are abit bo liao, they compete in seeing who can master e most lyrics in e given time. But somehow, there is a reason why they chose this album n i only realised it a couple of hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within some of e songs lies deep meanings tat most ppl often overlook. Shan Hu Hai, loosely translated - Coral Sea. A friend of mine was asked to listen to this particular song by her bf. As she's not really literate in chinese, i was asked to sort of translate. At tt point of time staring at e lyrics n listening hard to each word, i realised tt e song was really deep. Its meanings, tho not all i understood, was sad. Sometimes, despair n sadness is part part of life, part of e many things tat we hav to go thru n e only thing is how you climb back after each fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we hav to slow down n even stop to see e surrounding, only then can we witness e beauty of life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113463383408604205?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113463383408604205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113463383408604205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113463383408604205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113463383408604205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/12/jay-chou.html' title='JaY ChOu...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113431239093880421</id><published>2005-12-11T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T06:54:53.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuNdAy (pt 2/2)..</title><content type='html'>SuNdAy (pt 2/2)..&lt;br /&gt;Reached Lavender station at 125pm, earlier than expected. I was feelin v gd cos its rare..=) Josh specially took e bus down to e station to meet me n bring me thr (was touched)..=) After e 10 min bus ride, we reached e church at 150pm. Gathered at e entrance with Josh's mum, grandma n 2 bros. After tt went up to e 2nd storey. Thr, saw many familiar faces frm yest's sports gathering. Thn, met Zuhui, e one who partnered me in e badminton doubles yest. =) So at e session, Josh n Zuhui were on my left n right respectively. Dr Hubert Spence was e speaker but thr was one difference frm e 3 day seminar thingy 2 weeks back, that is there will be a mandarin translator this time. Wow, i was dumbfounded. He's dam pro ehz, can jus translate after every sentence. I think if me i will pee in my pants le..Oh ya, btw hotdog in chinese is Re Gou..=) Sang several mandarin hymns; its e 1st time i realised tt thr was a chinese version to e bible too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e session, Zuhui had a chat with me abt christianity n abit of history. I am still abit blurr abt it as a whole. Give me some more time alrite..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At e start of e whole session in e bus, Josh was invitin me to an SSO concert at e Victoria Concert Hall as his bro was not going. Seein tt i hav got nth on later, i agreed but e only drawback was tt it cost 16 bucks; Josh, guess hav to be next month le..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the session, abt 10 of us took bus 197 to Cityhall. I was rather quiet watching e Star Awards on TV Mobile. After we got off e bus, a young lady frm e grp spoke to me; her name was Rachel. Wa dam pai seh, need a ger to start e conversation 1st. After abt 2 min of chat, we sort of splited n i chatted with Josh. At e entrance, Josh n i were hungry so went to e coffee house to grab a bite. A can of Coke cost 2 bucks, a sandwich cost 3 bucks, tats 1 buck for 1 slice of bread..Kaoz, daylight robbery ehz. And e worst thing is his attitude sucks, aiya WTH laz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E concert was quite boring at e beginning. It was classical, followed by Jazz which was even worst. But towards e end, it changes to Christmas chorals, oh boy was it touching. Thr was 'Silent Nite' n other chorals n I was almost moved to tears..=) After tt was e singin part with songs 'Jingle Bell Rock', 'Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas' n 'hark! E Herald Angels Sing'. But it was a pity there wasnt an encore..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At e exit, we hanged out for awhile deciding where to eat. Thr, another young lady intro herself to me. Her name was Edlewise, had to admit tt it was a nice name..=) Sucks eh, disgrace to men ahz need a lady to intro 1st. Made our way to Funan's foodcourt. Along e way chatted with another Joshua. I was surprised whn he told me he was in uni now, i mean he looked so young!! =) At e foodcourt, we arranged e tables so as to accomodate e approx 10 ppl. I would really like to join u guys for dinner but its a pity cos i've got dinner at home le. Next time alrite..?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going home, dropby e minimart. Bought charcoal under grandma's request. Price went up frm $2.20 to $2.50. According to grandma, everything went up in price. Then also bought Zambuk for NiSe's bruise. Hope tt it will get better soon..=) Alrite guys, gotta go le..Cheers!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Hey Josh, thanks for today..Really enjoyed myself...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113431239093880421?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113431239093880421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113431239093880421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113431239093880421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113431239093880421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-pt-22.html' title='SuNdAy (pt 2/2)..'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113427444052602934</id><published>2005-12-11T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T05:45:08.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuNdAy(pt 1/2)..</title><content type='html'>SuNdAy(pt 1/2)..&lt;br /&gt;Ehz, this is supposed to be a day whr ppl look forward to, whr they can take a break frm e regular groolin weekdays. But for me, i felt abit lost; like thr's nth to do. In e past, whn i experienced this sort of feelin, i'll play game. 1 yr ago was C&amp;amp;C Generals. 6mths ago was NFS Underground 2. But now, i am not going to play com games le cos i don wanna get addicted again. Army is comin so i jus hope tt i don add another item to e long list of things tt i hav to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, had a pri sch gatherin at PS Swensens. As usual, e beginning were e icy part. Gers n guys were seperated n then we were further sectioned into Army, Poly n Uni. After dinner, we left e place at abt 8. Thn e usual things happen whn we hav a big grp (15 of us) - indecisiveness. We hang out in Dohby Ghaut station discussing where to go n finally decided to slack at EE Bing's void deck at 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Bishan at abt 930 n we walked to e Multi Purpose Hall. Startin, we were in small cliques talkin amongst themselves. I was sharing my life with Ben n his with me. Some how i felt tt ppl do change, for better or worst..=) Thn Zihao became e usual entertainer. We bought Big Gulp n joined 11 straws in series whn he tried to suck e coke up- ok la, quite entertaining..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thr were moments of uncomfortable silence whn we couldnt figure out wat to do next. After chatting for an hour or so, we decided to play Indian poker, whr e 3 losers will do pushups. Ok laz, i did 15, along with Edwin n SinYee..=) Thn, was thirsty so some went to buy 1.5 litre Coke Light, Pepsi Twist n Sprite. We continued Indian Poker, gassy drink style. We would pour our bets in e Big Gulp cup n e smallest 3 will share e forfiet whr e smallest of e 3 will drink last so as to finish up wats left. On e round whn Eric went Berserk (he poured the cup to its brim), i lost, along with 2 others. Tho i was e biggest of e 3, i drink abt 1/3 laz. Fillin quite horrible le. Thn we played other games like Zhong Ji Mi Ma n e 3-n-7-multiple-clap game. In e end, i drank e most, abt 1 litre of warm gassy mixture frm 3 different beverage companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared ghostly encounters n sort of planned our next outin. For this outin, it was completely impromptu n e invitation was sent out only abt 2 weeks before but it sort of had e best attendance. Sometimes its these arrangements which makes it interesting..=) In e end we decided not to set e date n will see how things go..=) Left e place at abt 130am n shared cab with Zihao n Meishi. Reached home at abt 2. Bathe le but couldnt go to slp. I could feel as if i am abt to get diabetes, was feelin rather sick...And on top of tt, my pee smells weird. Sux manz. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest, e Aleoca guy will be coming to collect my bike frm 10 to 12 so i had camp at NiSe's void deck. Planned to study but in e end read 2 chapters of God n e Atheism whn i started driftin away. At 1110am, e guy called me so i rushed up to bring my bike down. After tt, headed to sch for squash. Reached thr, was asked to train Pei Shan so i did lor. It turned out to be better thn i expected. =) After tt had 2-v-1 matches with NiSe n JoSh. At 130pm, we left sch. I went to tpy HDB hub with Peishan n Josh. At e destination, realised tt it was quite a big gatherin, abt 20 ppl. so we played badminton, squash n some tennis. Squash was cool, as in cool cos its air-conditioned..=) Played with Josh best-of-5 n lost. Sux manz. Thn played Badminton with some church friends, quite interestin ehz but i really need to learn how to smack..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at abt 530pm n i walked home. It was abt 20 min but it somehow seems longer due to my aching feet..=) Went home, get some money frm my piggy bank n went for a haircut. Reached back home at 645, bathe n had dinner. Was in e master-bedroom with 4th uncle, dad n bro talkin abt cars n watchin Mulan. Thn whn all e relatives left at abt 830, i slacked in front of e com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 2 to 4 will be at JoSh's church thn after tt will head home for dinner thn go back to Sgoon. A simple Sunday tt is...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113427444052602934?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113427444052602934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113427444052602934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113427444052602934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113427444052602934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/12/sundaypt-12.html' title='SuNdAy(pt 1/2)..'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113331630272747280</id><published>2005-11-30T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T00:04:47.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PaiN, PaiN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;PaiN, PaiN...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yest (29th Nov), was one tiring day. Woke up at 5 plus. Don knw why these few days cant really slp. Total slp only for abt 3 hours plus but e funny thing is, besides the getting up part, the rest of the day went on pretty fine. OK laz, wan shi qi tou nan...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After slackin at e com on biz lib for an hour, went for Mech 3 lect. Sux manz, don understand but after Eng Siang's thorough explaination, agar agar can catch laz. Thn b4 e next lecture starts, WX, Nic, Gawin, David n i went FC4 for a bite. Didnt feel like eatin but seein all of them hav got something to bite, i got a curry puff. OM lecture was interesting as usual n time flew. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At break, went to da bao lunch and tea into LT17A n munched away. Had a small n rather unproductive discussion for our FYP b4 we head for Mech 3 Prac. 2 grps of 3 were doing the same experiment on e balancing of shafts but on different apparatus. Alex n David did the setting up n e carryin out of e experiment while i did e calculations. To our surprise, we completed our task a whole lot faster then e other grp...Teamwork - Different ppl, one goal...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 3pm, had our Powerplant tut with Mr David Goh. As usual, as crappy as ever but his knowledge on aircraft was alot more than e whole of our Aero course students added together. Finally, i understood my tutorial. I did my work quietly, ignoring e surroundings n concentrating on my calculations, with occasional turnin to ask for help. Tho i didnt communicate much, it was efficient n i had a sense of satisfaction after seein my work completed. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After sch at 5, went to slack at FC4 with Alex. Didnt planned to eat but seeing Alex able to eat up an elephant, i went to placed my orders. Ordered Fan Cai n it was quite cool. As e auntie's packin up 4 e day, she threw piles of food onto our plate. =) Gawin, David, Wx, Gen, JY n Nic joined us soon after. Chatted till abt 545, mostly abt our medical, eh more of Alex's medical, abt his encounters tat morning..=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 545pm, i left e grp n headed for e squash courts whereas all of them went to Chinatown for a stroll. Felt quite reluctant to leave them. At e courts, saw ZX walkin frm e tracks n we chatted awhile. After abt 10 min, saw Josh after i went to changed. He jus came back frm a run. Suddenly, i felt like running so made my way to e tracks too. Ran 6 laps, 12 min. Sux manz, stamina drop n during e last lap, my right calf, thigh n left calf started to pull. I had to move carefully in order not let it grow into a full blown one. At e courts, played 3/4 with a grp of abt 7 guys at court 4. Soon 1 by 1 left and only Josh, Wenxu, YQ n i remained. Hey, u know wat?? DoUbLeS!! Oh-ah-pay-ya-som n Josh n i were in e same team. Played abt 5 matches and we all won. Could only say tt their mo sui not gd enough laz. Wx hit some stunning shots in e beginning n we tot tt it could only be love..=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marc Lam n JK came in while YQ n WX left. ML n JK asked for a doubles match n we settled for a Best-of-7. We fought hard n long but we lost 4-1. We knew tt we did our best even tho we lost. After spending 2 hours in e court continously, my legs are threatening to protest le. Then i knew tt i had to stop. Left sch with Ken, Sab, YQ, WX. Took e NSL with YQ n we shared some of our tots. Seeing YQ like those happy-go-lucky kind, he too has his own deep tots...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached Bishan at 1015. Didnt know where to go as all e shops are closing le. Then i spotted a foodcourt above e bus terminal n decided to do my tutorial there while i wait for NiSe. At ard 1040pm, NiSe sms me sayin tt her meetin hasnt end, her senior will be sending them home n tt i go back 1st so i left after finishing my present question. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took to AMK station n bus 25 back to Sgoon. Mum cooked instant noodles while i go bathe. Did my tutorial with Class 95 when NiSe called. Chatted for abt 10 min thn i went back to my tutorial, now with YES 933. Drank Banana milk and stayed up till abt 130am when i realised tt nth is going in le. Soon, i fell asleep...=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113331630272747280?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113331630272747280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113331630272747280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113331630272747280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113331630272747280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/11/pain-pain.html' title='PaiN, PaiN...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113249199124585883</id><published>2005-11-20T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T05:14:56.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoSt In A WorLd oF UnCerTainTiEs</title><content type='html'>LoSt In A WorLd oF UnCerTainTiEs&lt;br /&gt;I really don know wat to think. Everytime whn i asked her if she's ok, she will nod her head; whn i asked her wats on her mind she will jus say nothing. Part of me tells me tt i should believe her, tt she's prob jus tired n needed some time alone. Another part was sayin tt she was hiding something frm me n like most gers, would only say if probbed further. And e last part of me is tt, did i do something wrong, is it tat she found someone new, or tt she has lost e feelin for me. I really don know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E past few days she was bz n feelin rather stressed over e upcoming events. Whn she's quiet, i would ask e usual questions n get e usual ans. I'll feel like something is wrong. At tt point of time i really wanna hav some equipment or something to c wats on her mind n tt is thr anything tt i can do to help but always, to no avail. Don know if i am senstive or wat but i felt tt she's sort of driftin away. Suddenly, it seems like i am jus another friend to her. Whn i put my arms ard her, she didnt react. After several secs, she would jus unknowingly shrug off my arm. Thn, it seems like she didnt hold my hand anymore le n whn i initiated it, could somehow feel tt i am e only one maintaining e grip. Thn a couple of secs later, she would gently shake it off. Thn in e train, she stood a distance away. On occasions whn she stood beside me, i would put my arm ard her to pull her closer but she seems to resist n whn i let go, she took a step away frm me. Unknowingly, i was gettin hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only after readin Ken's blog had i had e courage to pen down my inner tots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hav nv been in a r/s b4 n i seriously don knw wat to expect, i jus follow my instincts n feelins but many a times i am not sure if i am doing e rite thing. Many a times i was afraid n insecure, afraid tt i may lose her if i say something i shouldnt say, do something i shouldnt do or take her for granted. She means alot to me. Now i can only regret for all my stupid doings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113249199124585883?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113249199124585883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113249199124585883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113249199124585883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113249199124585883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost-in-world-of-uncertainties.html' title='LoSt In A WorLd oF UnCerTainTiEs'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113188982572966523</id><published>2005-11-13T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:04:18.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5-DiGiT WiNdOw ShoPPinG...=)</title><content type='html'>5-DiGiT WiNdOw ShoPPinG...=)&lt;br /&gt;Today, was awake at 8am. Sucks manz, think my biological clock is fixed le. =( But NO WAY!! So little chances tt i can get to wake up late n i m nt lettin this chance slip by so i cont to laze till abt early 10. Thn i woke up n pissed. After tt i jus lie down n stared at e ceiling, half asleep. At 1120, couldnt take it any more so i drag myself up n realised tt mum was already out, n dad was in e room reading papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing my regular morning wash-up stuff, ate bread n milo while asked Dad if wanna watch tv. Put in 'The Terminal' DVD by Tom Hanks frm sch. This 2 hr long show was nice. V touchin, aiya if u guys gt e chance, don mind watchin it...=) After e show, it was already 2pm. Dad said wanna drive out 4 lunch. Thn after tt e plan was tt i will go meet up with friends n he will go wash car. Dad took e driver sit today. Thn on e way out of our estate, Dad said maybe after washin car will go take a look at cars at Alexander Rd. I asked with who? He said, "Alone lorz. Nth to do also maz." Ok, tts it. I closed my hp, cancellin my sms invitation to my friends 4 e outin n decided to pei my Dad...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along e way at e borders of Sgoon, Dad dropby SPC n asked me to take over e wheel. Drove to Holland-cee Club to take a look. Dad gt 2 months membership after signin up 4 a credit card. E place was rather cramp but it had almost everything, most imptly it had a squash court. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e dropby, really don knw whr 2 go 4 lunch only did we decided on MacDonald's. Ehz, 2 sets of McChicken n 4 Mcwings cost 15 bucks. I still prefer KFC..=) Thn i drove out n onto Honda showroom carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was Honda. Saw e new civic, Dad seeing e Accord. Along e way, went to Chrysler. Saw e Crossfire n Jeep (Wa, 4 litre engine produce 190bhp only ehz!!); Hyundai, saw e Accent (was v cramp, guess tts out 4 a tall guy like me le =( ), Sonata (Dad's 1st choice), Getz (surprisingly, it was more spacious thn Accent =) ), Tuscani (boy is it small n cramp, btw e back seat is only for my 2-yr-old cousin), Santa Fe (prob my dream car frm Hyundai) n e Azera (Wow its cool!! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop we went to Borneo Motors. Saw e Toyota Camry (1 of Dad's top list). Beside it in e same showroom was Lexus. Saw e face-lifted SC430. Wow its really hot!! But on seeing the rear 'passenger' space, we figured tt e only passengers r going to be dogs n maybe e goldfish...Went to Subaru, e only open air showroom, =) Saw e WRX (still cool as ever..), n e Legacy (Family rocket). After tt was Renault. Saw e Megane Hatch, Sedan, Cabriolet (this is sexy!!) n Scenic. And thr was e Clio 2.0 225bhp Rs..=) While heading towards Kia showroom, we walked past Porsche n Rolls Royce. E only ppl thr were 2 sales person...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Kia, my eyes were drawn at e sight of the Rio 1.4 hatchback Sports Edition. Wow, its in Ferrari red with bodykit n 17" OZ rims, Yummy!! Looked ard at Picanto, Magentis, Sorento whn a Salesger came to serve us. Dad was talkin abt the Rio whn he directed her to me. After some discussion abt the pricing, road tax, insurance n stuff, she asked if i wanna go 4 a test drive. Dad, i repeat dad, said ok. I gave him tt 'huh' look. I told her e 1.4 auto laz cos its been a yr since i last shifted e gear knob, don wanna later stall more thn drive..=) E car was great, e driving experience was great. Ok laz, i didnt drive many cars b4 but i feel gd driving it. I missed e responsiveness whn drivin my Civic test car due to e more sluggish n heavy Trajet-MPV my Dad has. Revved e engine to 5k n it was cool. Accordin to my Dad, it was sluggish. Ok la, as e engine is small, i really do need to step abit. Brakin was gd, steerin was gd n it would hav been even better if it was a manual. On e whole, if i hav e $$, i would hav paid e deposit today for e Rio 1.4 hatchback Sports Edition Manual at abt 46k... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, went over to Chevrolet and look at Aveo n compared it with its closest rival, e Kia Rio which i jus test droved. Rio, no matter wat would be e choice. =) Thn we called it a day n asked family if wanna go to e coffee shop behind our block at TPY for dinner. But along e way, Dad could not take it n decided to hav our last stop-Nissan at TPY Lorong 8. Saw e Maroon Cefiro 230JK with bodykit. Wow it did look gd. Dad was practically stucked thr. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, went back home n here i am in front of e com. Gonna go back to Sgoon soon. Oh ya, tml got Medical. Sucks manz, gotta strip in front of e Officers. Argg, i shy... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113188982572966523?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113188982572966523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113188982572966523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113188982572966523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113188982572966523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/11/5-digit-window-shopping.html' title='5-DiGiT WiNdOw ShoPPinG...=)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113180414311902604</id><published>2005-11-12T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T06:49:28.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 DaYz LaTeR</title><content type='html'>7 DaYz LaTeR&lt;br /&gt;Wow, dam tired. Didnt go trainin today cos courts at SP under renovation. Woke up at 7am but it seems v early. Couldnt slp, i forced myself to close my eyes n count sheeps. At abt 9, woke up n packed my stuff; left home at abt 930. Cycled to NiSe's house n left her bike at e corridor after some unwanted n unexpected trouble. E journey thr was relaxin n calm, it was a cloudy n coolin day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got FYP meeting at 12pm in SP but i reached at 1040. Went to pool 2 meet Nic n Tim. Had a stonin, chattin n FYPing session by e pool. At 12, Darren called n i went to T15 to meet Emi n JY. Alex was late cos he played soccer this morning, qian da siaz...Discussed n did e prototype for our project whn Darren left at 3pm. E 5 of us stayed on til abt 430 b4 we ended e day by playin Crazy Taxi on Emi's Lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havin nth planned 4 all of us, we decided to go down to Plaza Singapura 4 a walk. Ben (Alex's sec sch buddy) joined us at Dohby Ghaut. Nic n Emi wanted to buy some running wear so we headed to World of Sports. All of them were walkin round, lookin at e items. I was sitting on e sofa staring at e shelf of socks. Don knw y, i felt tired n dun feel like moving. Think i stoned thr 4 abt 30min baz...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After e stonin session, we jus window shopped ard. Thn we saw a VCD shop with a notice outside lookin for sales assistant. Thr were several requirements stated n we fitted all of it so we went in to ask abt it. Haiz...but they said only wanted full-time n Females. Haizz, i've gt nth to say ehz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home at 640 for dinner. Missed my cousins, it seems like its a long time since i saw them. Stacey, my 5-yr-old cousin couldnt be any sweeter. I was sittin on e floor, at e edge of 2 sofas readin papers. She, seein tt tired n gundu face of mine, squeezed between me n e sofa to give me a massage. Her tiny hands thumping my tired back...=) Tho it did not really help much but i was touched...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, blogging after a rather heavy dinner with my family n relatives. Gonna go back to Sgoon soon tho i had planned to stay on at Tpy to spend time with my com but i cant let my Dad go back alone so i pei him lorz. Maybe later can watch DVDs..=P Bro came back frm study session n wanted to go out again for supper. Dad said will fetch him n me. After sendin my bro back then we head for Sgoon but i said nvm laz, u 2 go ahead-cos i haven finish my blog. Thn my grandma popped by n asked if i wanna hav dried noodles, she'll cook 4 me. She had an expression on her face tt made it impossible 4 me 2 reject. However full i am, i still agreed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Miss my BaBy DiNo...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113180414311902604?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113180414311902604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113180414311902604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113180414311902604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113180414311902604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/11/7-dayz-later.html' title='7 DaYz LaTeR'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113119707879611011</id><published>2005-11-05T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T05:27:12.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaT WiThOuT BaBy DiNo (pt 2/2)</title><content type='html'>SaT WiThOuT BaBy DiNo (pt 2/2)&lt;br /&gt;Today, had to drag myself up at 740. E alarm went off at 7am bt as usual drag n drag. Dad fetch me to Sgoon station b4 going to work. Along e way, was havin my passenger-cum-road lesson. Was learnin more abt e roads frm dad, tryin to recognise more routes bt to nt much avail, still road gundu...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, reached sch at 9am sharp. =) At e courts, Ngee Ann were already thr tho mostly were gers. I would say tt their playin was nt tt bad. Either tt or they asked e top few to play with e bottom few...=) Saw 1 ger who wore skirt playin squash. It was my 1st time seeing 1. Nic said tt she was e best ger player; her shots were light and high bt they died at e back..hmm, wolf in sheep's clothing..= For e guys, i would say "Jus do your best.." =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, Joseph, Josh, Nic, Susana, Pei Shan, HW, YM, WS, YQ, SM, WX, NL, Sab, Ben were present. Did some warmin up n some physical in court under Dan n Joseph. It was rather ok bt cos most of us didnt do physical 4 quite some time, it seems like alot. Thn all e army crap came in like 'chicken backside'...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with Nic n lost horribly. Cannot really run already. Played with WX n won, by 1 pt; 9-2, 2-9, 10-9..=P YQ wanted to restring his racket at Queensway n was askin ppl to go with him. He told me abt it last nite le n i was ok. Thn Ji Xiao him abit n he agreed to treat me lunch if i went. =P Chatted along e way to Queensway. Went to pass his racket to e shop at 215 after chosin Pro Nick. Headed to Anchorpoint for lunch. YQ ordered Beef horfan n me green curry rice. YQ treated me drink instead..=) Oh ya u know wat?? Wenxu gt a gf le..!! CoNgRaTs!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to IKEA for a look b4 going back to Queensway. At e racket shop, e man was finishin up YQ's racket so we decided to take a walk. YQ was lookin 4 slippers bt most of them were quite ex. After browsin without results, we went to a shop sellin shirts n i bought 2. =) We left at 330 whnYQ constituency match was at 4pm, confirm late de..=P Nic called me n asked if i wanna go Alexander Road c cars, esp e new Honda Civic. In e end i reached Queenstown at 340, 35 min b4 e decided time. Ahh, so accompanied YQ n took to Cityhall b4 changin train to Orchard. Met up with Nic n Emi at 1610 at Kino. Read some Magz b4 leavin. We took out e idea of Car Watchin n went window shoppin instead as it would b too late n also Emi wld b bored if we went. Saw e Monkey tt Emi bought for Nic n many other soft toys n toys. Learned tt Emi was afraid of Barney. She walked away eagerly whn Nic brought 1 close to her...Err...HeEz..=P Seein e 2 lovebirds together unknowingly brought BaBy DiNo to my mind. Was thinkin of e gd times we spent, nt bothered by e happenings ard us...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113119707879611011?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113119707879611011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113119707879611011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113119707879611011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113119707879611011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/11/sat-without-baby-dino-pt-22.html' title='SaT WiThOuT BaBy DiNo (pt 2/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113119416784519093</id><published>2005-11-05T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T04:36:10.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaT WiThOuT BaBy DiNo (pt 1/2)</title><content type='html'>SaT WiThOuT BaBy DiNo (pt 1/2)&lt;br /&gt;Training yest was not too bad, JJC ppl came. Played with Jian Feng. He said tt he only played for 1 yr but i was suprised tt he was rather gd. Along e match, he will tap me with his racket as a compliment whn i played a winning shot. Some of them hit e bone, quite scary. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed on till abt 1010 b4 leavin sch with Yongqi and Angie. Along e way till Raffles Place, Angie was rather quiet. YQ n i were talkin abt cars n squash n his 'ger' so Angie did nt knw hw to join e conv. Thn whn we alighted at Raffles, she started to open up. =) Chatted abt ideal gers, ideal guys, relationships n stuff. 1st time saw Angie so chattable..=) We really enjoyed e chat n sharin of ideas tt we decided 2 take e train to Khatib instead of YCK n also to accompany Angie. We sat down at e bench at e platform n waited 4 our train back to YCK. We continued to chat n let 5 trains passed us b4 YQ n i board e 2nd last train at 2330. Was thinkin of walkin Angie home but called off e tot at e end, reason - secret. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 70 with YQ. He gt off soon after, i gt off long after. Suddenly realised tt YCK road was v long. =) Aiyaz, gundu me again, missed my stop n had 2 take a walk back home, ok la, 1 stop only bt it seemed alot shorter; don knw y. Ate, bathe n slacked awhile b4 dryin my hair. Had a misunderstandin with NiSe over e phone bt its ok le. Hey ger, u need slp...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113119416784519093?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113119416784519093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113119416784519093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113119416784519093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113119416784519093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/11/sat-without-baby-dino-pt-12.html' title='SaT WiThOuT BaBy DiNo (pt 1/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-113057822614801809</id><published>2005-10-29T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:30:26.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TiRed TiRed...</title><content type='html'>TiRed TiRed...For the past week after my grandpa's wake, it has been trainin trainin n more trainin. Legs gettin stiffer and stiffer and e most horrible thing is my shoe, startin to worn out, has cause much soreness and pain to my feet. Guess my hard work paid off. Could somehow feel my strokes and game play improving slightly but i am still searching for my style and personality in squash. I need to be more consistent n at e same time flexible to the opponents' style. IVP is only 1 week away n am currently doin watever i can to improve n search for my identity. All e best to SP squash team in e up comin matches!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Transporter 2 on Thurs. Watched Transporter 1 abt a dozen times le, it was a nice show. But to my amazement, e 2nd show was actually better then e 1st. =) Audi A8 W12 6.0 litre...AHH...but the butt not really nice laz. =P Quite fictional la the show, i mean somethings cant really happen in real life and even if it did, probably after 300 takes baz. Anyway who cares la, its jus a movie jus enjoy it laz...=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-113057822614801809?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/113057822614801809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=113057822614801809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113057822614801809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/113057822614801809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired-tired.html' title='TiRed TiRed...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112987962983218920</id><published>2005-10-21T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:28:46.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThiS WeEk...(2/2)</title><content type='html'>ThiS WeEk...(2/2)&lt;br /&gt;Today, planned to wake up at 715 n go sch practice shots again. But in e end, woke up at 945. I was tired, really didnt feel like goin to sch but i pushed myself up cos i knw tt i hav already wasted yest doin nth much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached sch at abt 1125. Got e keys frm Uncle David's wife. Muscles were aching frm yest's xtra long trip round e neighbourhood. Took e ball out n started hittin it. Cant really conc. Drives were like shit, esp forehand. It was only 1 hr later tt i decided to leave. Figured tt no pt trainin whn u r tired cos all e shots also like shit. Whn to bathe n grabbed a bite at FC 4. Thn head down to Lib - which is whr i am now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt to leave soon. Tml will be a BZ day. Its my Ah Gong's 7th day. Jus hope tt e tears will be able to wash e pain of losing a friend, a father, an uncle, a colleague, a father-in-law, a husband n a grandpa while e memories live on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112987962983218920?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112987962983218920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112987962983218920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112987962983218920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112987962983218920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-week22.html' title='ThiS WeEk...(2/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112987895781825792</id><published>2005-10-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:31:56.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThiS WeEk...(1/2)</title><content type='html'>ThiS WeEk...(1/2)&lt;br /&gt;I Hav been rather BZ this week. I was back home for the past 5 days after 12am. Life is short, fragile n unexpecting. These 5 days, i hav been thinkin and hav sorted out tt we shouldnt bear grudges, its too tiring. Guess jus be happy baz...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was unable to go for trainin this whole week. Hav to skip tml's friendly too. Went to sch to practice shots alone on Wed. Reached abt 920 but entered court at abt 10 cos unable to get Mohan. Practiced for abt 1.5 hours thn went to bathe. Warm water runnin down my body - V shiok..=) Thn grabbed a bite n went to Lib to do FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest, was restin at home. Slept til 1045 thn ate breakfast. Watched Initial D whn Dad called to ask if i was home. Thn he made a trip back and watched TV with me n cooked instant mee. After lunch, he left for work n i went to slp again. Woke up at 2pm n did some A maths n some revision while listening to Lin JJ on e stereo. At abt 4, decided to go for a run. Ran frm home all e way to e 2nd busstop b4 Sengkang station. Along e way, was stopped at e junction. I rested by leanin my hand on e traffic light. It was sticky. I lift up my hand and found it black. Ahh..They jus repainted it. Wah don know wat paint is tt ehz, dam smelly. So no choice had to head for Compass Point's toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, it sticked like glue manz. Rubbed til hand red le the black marks stil thr. N it still stinks like hell. AH..forget is laz, thn i headed back home via CPP's back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don knw wats on my mind but i missed a turn. Ok laz, i am bad at directions. Thn i ran into a place i don regconise at all. Soon i came to a dead end so i jus carried on runnin along e pavement. Worried n gettin tired, i asked a Lady pushin a pram. "Eh, whr is Buangkok Green ahz??". "Buangkok Green ahz?? Wah V far away ehz!! U take 156 can reach."...Ehz i don stay at Buangkok Green laz. I stay further down n, take bus?? I didnt bring anything except for my house key. I asked, "Thn whr's Sengkang Station??". "Oh u jus head straight can le." So i did and i found out tt i hav jus travelled one lap round a block of flats n ended up at e same stop..Dam Gundu...=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was gettin late. Dad comin back at 530. So i took short runs in btw walks jus to shorten e travellin time. Luckily e weather was cool n was abt to rain or else i'll die in e blazin heat. Reached home at 1725, 25 min later thn planned. Went to check my HP. Gt a sms. "See u downstairs at 1745 instead...Dad" OK!! So i went to bathe n waited downstairs... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112987895781825792?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112987895781825792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112987895781825792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112987895781825792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112987895781825792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-week12.html' title='ThiS WeEk...(1/2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112938899329273274</id><published>2005-10-15T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T08:09:53.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No FighTing Spirit??</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 715. Got Nobel trainin at SP at 9am. Reached thr at 920 with NiSe but no one was thr. Mohan, person-in-charge of e court keys was nt thr too. Called his HP 29 times but all i gt was a voice msg, a little ger singin an indian song in, i think, baby language baz. Hear til sianz also no one ans. Thn NiSe n i went FC 3 to grab something. Sab smsed me at 10 sayin tt she jus woke up. Eh..given e current situation i told her not to come laz..Hahaz..Abt 15 min later, Huiwen called sayin tt 2 courts were opened by another Indian guy. Did some drills with Nai Lin, with Dan as coach whereas e other court, Joseph was coachin Huiwen, NiSe n Yimin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several sets of rally, had a game with Dan. 1st set-lost. 2nd set-lost. After tt went out of e court. Had a mini lecture frm Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Y did u give up? All e tough trainin u've been thru will only shine in your games. Is this wat u hav trained to become?!" Thr's much more than this but this e main overview. i knw rite frm e start tt my mental game was v v weak. I get affected by moods alot. I can play v well in 1 set, but get thrashed in e next jus cos my mum said she cooked dinner le whn i promised my friends tt i'll b eatin with them. After a quiet moment alone under e fan, i've decided to hav a 1 set rematch with Dan, i was determined tt i wld put in my best. I won e 1st 2 pts thn e rest was give away again. Somehow i cant seem to conc. After tt, lost 9-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn i went out of e court, Dan admitted tt he felt e pressure frm me durin e 1st 2 pts. If only i had hung on til e end. I need to change, i need to be more resistant to e surroundin, i need to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFter tt at abt 12 plus, went home n use com. But b4 tt, went to Emi Cakes to buy bday cake for my grandma, her bday today. Thn at 6, went out to eat with e rest of relatives. Now back at home, in front of e com again. I need to make myself useful, do some readin n revision. Ok tats my plan for e rest of my hols. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112938899329273274?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112938899329273274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112938899329273274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112938899329273274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112938899329273274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-fighting-spirit.html' title='No FighTing Spirit??'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112876071201028498</id><published>2005-10-08T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:46:40.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E beauty of LiFe...</title><content type='html'>E beauty of LiFe...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in a person's life, thr r bound to be ups n downs. Life is like a sine wave. Durin the Ups, guess e least we can do is to treasure everything tt we 'currently' hav. Durin e downs, pray n try nt to let it bother u tat much n at e same time, learn as much frm it as possible n look forward to e next Up. Cos life has to carry on, this cycle will too carry on n sometimes, the Downs seem so much longer then e Ups n feelins of givin up n losin hope sets in. But note one thing, it has always been in equilibrium, meanin tt e Ups r always equal with e Downs in 1 way or another. Its complacency n perspective tt we sometimes see e downs as longer n tougher. Its durin these times which nature has to take its hand n try to destroy or at least lower e complacency tt grew over e gd times. Thr's nth much we can do but to learn frm each experience n to better cope with it. Even on our dyin bed, e learnin nv ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass time by thinkin of stuff, e gd n e bad. Sometimes i think too much and it really affects me n my life n most of all, e ppl ard me. At times whn i am quiet, starin into space n lightly smilin, i will be thinkin of something nice, those gd memories. Tho quite rare, it does happens. =) At times whn i am jus quiet, i will be thinkin of stuff tt r nt tt ideal. I'll hv a sense of insecurity, unsureness n helplessness n e feelin is e exact opp frm e former. At times like this, i'll try to get it off my mind, divert my attention - runnin, sports, piano, music or even readin, cos if i were 2 b left with nth to do, tt feelin could jus be too overwhelming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thr r many things in life which we hav no control of n sometimes a change in mindset n perceptive will make e terriblest thing seems nt too bad. Many times we feel wat we want to feel, see wat we want to see n react how we want to react - we control who we r...Guess tats e Beauty Of Life baz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this pt of time, i would like to intro my BaBy DiNo (it shall be a female baz..=) ). At times whn i m Up, i would like to spend n share it with her, seein her smilin for me. At times whn i am down, she would b thr to giv a pat on e shoulder, showin tt reassurin smile to brighten e day. Even tho most of e times i was dwn cos of her, i didnt blame her. It was me, i hv yet to learn hw to cope n show my feelins bt i can say tt i made several improvements since e day i met her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over this past yr, i would like to thank my BaBy DiNo for jus being There. Jus to let u knw, i really don know wats installed for e future or wat will happen or if i were to change cos e thing is no one knows. Whether it will be sad, depressed, hurt, anger or happy, romantic, peaceful n joy. Watever it is, jus to let u know tt i will do e least i can do - treasure wat i hav rite now, treasure every moment as if it were e last. At times whn i seemed like i don care, deep inside i still do, jus tt u hav to bare with me cos i am still learnin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112876071201028498?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112876071201028498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112876071201028498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112876071201028498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112876071201028498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/e-beauty-of-life.html' title='E beauty of LiFe...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112875571899422754</id><published>2005-10-08T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:43:25.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 3/3</title><content type='html'>I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 3/3&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 550 n went to e livin rm. Oh boy, bodies were scattered everywhere. Evry1 except Marc Lam was slpin. He was starin blankly at e tv n listenin to his ipod. JK n Esther were on e couch, Josh on e floor with a cushion 4 his head, YQ on e sofa chair, NiSe n Wenxu each on 3 chairs, Jyh Yong behind e pillar n Samuel behind another pillar. Shortly, Xuan went to e livin rm too, think i accidentally woke him up baz..=P Bt thn he continued slpin with a cushion. Boy was it freezin, it was rainin heavily. Havin nth to do, took out my Zen n listened n stone. I was actually half conscious on e chair. Thn i went to slp on e floor after Jyh went to e room to slp. Didnt really slp laz, jus wonderin whn will e rain stop. Finally, it was down to v light drips frm e clouds tt i wore my sandals n took a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn i came back, NiSe n wenxu was up. So e 4 of us, includin Marc Lam went out for breakfast. Ate nasi lemak, e 4th time in these 3 days. After tt, went to search for breakfast for e rest, ended up with instant mee n button mushrooms..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at e chalet, more n more ppl were up frm their beauty slp. NiSe volunteered to make e breakfasts for them with e help of Xu n Lam. After tt, we were playin Asshole Dai Di along with Yan Han, YQ, Josh n Nise. Til abt 1pm, we made a leave frm e chalet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this pt, i would like to thank - 1) e organisers, Xuan n Huiwen 4 organisin n plannin this entire chalet, 2) Nise for takin care of our meals n well being, 3) Josh for e cyclin, chats n games, 4) Ken for your Ghostly tales, 5) Wanwei for your Subway, 6) LLY for your Underground 2, 7) YQ for your Hokkien Ah Bengness, 8) Everyone helpin out for e BBQ n 9) Everyone else who played a part in makin Squash chalet 2005 this great...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112875571899422754?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112875571899422754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112875571899422754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112875571899422754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112875571899422754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-m-backz-sq-camp-day-33.html' title='I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 3/3'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112875464610326691</id><published>2005-10-08T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:39:35.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 2/3</title><content type='html'>I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 2/3&lt;br /&gt;After slpin 4 abt 2 hrs, i had to wake up ~ it was Freezing!! Woke up, most ppl were still slpin. Shortly after, Josh woke up too. Seein tt most of thm were still 'snorin', we decided to take a morin bicycle ride. It was cold, set off at early 7am with our jackets on. We cycled for abt 3 hrs plus n was perspirin like hell due to e sweater n e scorchin sun. Was also learnin how to jump up curbs frm Josh - quite tirin..hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whn we went back, breakfast was served. Our dearest NiSe was swt tt she made breakfast n left some bread n Milo for e both of us ~ Touched..=) After breakfast, NiSe, Josh n i went for another bicycle ride. Went up to e beach n managed to cycle to e other end. Tho was hot n tired, it was great cyclin thru trees and trees. Nise wanted to try e Swing at a playground along e way. Could c tt she was really enjoyin herself, Ok laz, admit tt my childhood was not tat childhoody...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, went to hav lunch thn went back. Oh boy my butt hurts like hell manz...Got a couple of bruises n cuts here n thr too. At abt 3 plus, took a nap, ok laz a rather short 1. After tt, went walkin ard with NiSe whn Josh sms me if i wanna play soccer. So we met up at e club. In e end i didnt play, was tired n don feel like playin. So NiSe n i went back to e chalet. At abt 6, they were already startin e fire, thn Sab n Ken arrived. We were eatin n chattin but at abt 8, ken, Yongqi, NiSe n i went into 1 of e guys room as Ken was narrating some ghostly tales in e dark. It was a long time since i heard 1 of those n i found tt it was rather fun..=) Sab was in e room after a few moments as thr was a cockroach flyin in e livin room. Thn in e "ghostly" room, she blasted her mp3 hopin tt it'll block out e ghostly experiences..Hahaz..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, Xuan came in n introduced "Murderer-in e dark"..It was e same murderer jus tt it was more excitin n fun..=) Few minutes past, Sab was complainin abt pain in her stomach. Ken being as carin, sent her home. Thn we continued n thr was much laughter. NiSe spooked whn she got e same card 4, 5 times in a row, maybe it was meant to be....HEhehe...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At abt 1, we went out to watch tv. Thr was this gundu show which mixes seductive women with ghostly elements. Watched til e end n still don know wat e story was abt bt could tell tt every1 was abit horny...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along e way, NiSe complained tt her left shoulder hurts n it seems tt it was rather serious. Hey ger, be more careful alrite...After tt horney show was some taiwanese game show. Ok la, quite funny, big diff frm e previous show. Durin 1 commercial, i went to bathe n thn came back to cont watchin n laughin. At abt 3+, after my hair dried, i went to slp-beside Xuan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112875464610326691?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112875464610326691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112875464610326691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112875464610326691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112875464610326691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-m-backz-sq-camp-day-23.html' title='I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 2/3'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112875259890561461</id><published>2005-10-08T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:35:55.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 1/3</title><content type='html'>I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 1/3&lt;br /&gt;Alrite guys, i knw tat its been dam long since i last updated it. Life was quite tough without a com n heard rumours tt this com of mine is soon dyin le...Anyway, i better blog some stuff down 1st b4 my com say its last gdbyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had squash camp on 3, 4, 5 Oct. On 3rd, Mon, went to nic's place for FYP proj. Met up at Tanah Merah, waitin for Nic to fetch us to his place. While waitin, a downpour started n we saw Anglican High(i think) students runnin for shelter. Grps of gers in full white uni ran to e mrt station to seek shelter. Ehh...could say tt we had to try to tame Alex b4 he turned into a werewolf...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach nic's place at abt 2 n started doin up our logbook. Ended at 4 plus where we went to Sempang Bedok for some food. Thn after fetchin emi back, we went to nic's place, slack awhile thn went to our class chalet, which was at e same place as our squash..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class was unit 'I' n squash was 'B'. Reached at 6 plus n was shocked tt no 1 was at 'I' so we drove ard n went to e toilet at e hotel..=) Slacked awhile at squash' n played Underground 2 on LLY's com. Thn at abt 9 plus went over to 'I' to 'steal' some food n hang ard. At abt 11+, Nise, Josh n i went for a walk to e beach n sat on e bench. Chatted for a couple of hours under e wind. Nise's life was v much different frm josh n i, n i hav learned 1 thing, thr is no pt in comparin cos many a time, u may want something tt someone has badly, thinkin tt its wat u want but tt someone would most likely be thinkin e same as u too, he may want ur life tt badly too. On e whole, we may nv be satisfied so instead of findin e 'perfect' life, y nt jus live ur life to its own best...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, went back to squash' chalet n played cards n watched tv till late. It was only till 3 plus am did i went to slp. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112875259890561461?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112875259890561461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112875259890561461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112875259890561461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112875259890561461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-m-backz-sq-camp-day-13.html' title='I m BaCkz...=) - Sq Camp Day 1/3'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112798336777099686</id><published>2005-09-29T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:46:09.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Exams....</title><content type='html'>Exams are done...Ok, don say i never say before hand, i aint gonna do well this sem. Jus cross my fingers tat i can get an average of Bs i will be more than happy. Anyway gonna relieve some stress, gonna play squash now. Dont go, I Will Be Back... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112798336777099686?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112798336777099686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112798336777099686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112798336777099686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112798336777099686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/09/farewell-exams.html' title='Farewell Exams....'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112744199508023442</id><published>2005-09-23T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:19:55.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been Awhile...</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last updated...Had 6 papers in total n 4 were done. It was quite a horrible experience. Underestimated the difficulty level n ended up not havin enough time to really study. Next 2 papers are nxt wed n thurs n i am not givin any leeway, am gonna start studyin n nt compromise. I am now writin a blog in sch, anyways its time for a short break after those 4 terrifyin papers...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hav been stayin over at Sgoon alot these days, cant stay at tpy...got phone, tv, com, piano...oh manz, i will jus fail...Started my trainin le, jus to keep myself fit, look gd, prepare 4 IVP, NAPFA as well as for army, more than enough reasons to sweat it out le baz...=) Ran 2.4 almost every 2 dayz. Last week, timin was 12 min. Ran again yest with tootz n i clocked 11min 23s. Ok i knw tat tats quite lousy but it was on par with my best record i achieved 6 months ago, dam pleased..was smiling while coolin down...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hav been quite long since i last played squash, somehow i didnt feel like playin, wanna conc on my fitness 1st...maybe give myself till Oct baz-got only 7 more days to train le...=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K guys, gotta go le...time to mug...Cyaz!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112744199508023442?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112744199508023442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112744199508023442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112744199508023442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112744199508023442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its Been Awhile...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112726822728828167</id><published>2005-09-21T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:03:47.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ExAms...</title><content type='html'>Heyz guys, its exam period so all i do these few days was studyin(i hope)...Will update soon...maybe on the 29th...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112726822728828167?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112726822728828167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112726822728828167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112726822728828167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112726822728828167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/09/exams.html' title='ExAms...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112635946842412413</id><published>2005-09-10T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T06:43:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been sometime...</title><content type='html'>Yap guys, its been sometime since i updated, sry abt tt...=) Life has been goin quite well for me, have been really occupied. In sch, studies n projects r somehow gonna kill me, i am jus glad tt i am still surviving..=) For squash, still no news if i am in or not. Watever e news is, i am prepared...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it like to miz someone? Why on tv, u c ppl cry whn they miz someone?? Is it really tt painful to miz someone??? I dont know but i think last nite, i found e ans. My phone was accidentally on silent, was waitin, waitin...E nite seemed quite long. Sometimes u say something but u dont mean it. Too bad, e other party didnt realise n a scar has been form. How shockin can it be whn a sentence can cos so much damage. N thr's nth much u can do now but jus to sob in regret....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will e past ever be e past?? To me, it will nv be. No matter wat, guess thr will still be traces of them somewhere. For me, i try not to take wat i hav now for granted. Be happy for wat u hav cos you really don know how long it will last....=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112635946842412413?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112635946842412413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112635946842412413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112635946842412413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112635946842412413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-sometime.html' title='It&apos;s been sometime...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112575674520007838</id><published>2005-09-03T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T07:16:07.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At this pt of time...</title><content type='html'>At this pt of time, i don feel like doing anything. I really missed those days where i can jus lie on my bed n stare at e ceiling, or at the rotating fan. At this pt of time i feel like jus starin at the blog-editing screen n do nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus came back frm running. My stamina sucks now. E results for squash trials will be out, soon i guess. Watever e results is i am going to train hard, watever its for i'm not sure but i jus wanna push myself hard again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstar finals was great, i was at the indoor stadium. The atmosphere was great although i don really like e idea of watcin a "war", prefer to watch a concert as i know tat everyone present thr will like wat they see, which is the opposite of the Superstar finals. Anyway, i was v touched that Kelvin won even though i am not really into the whole Superstar thingy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin dam freakin insecure now. I feel as if i don know alot of things n tat i need alot of catchin-up. Many projects, homework n revision yet to be done n the thing is tat its not i don wanna do but i don know how to do. I sux manz, studies not gd, squash not gd, don know wat am i here for. Shit, guys ignore the previous sentence, don allow my pessimistic-ness influence u, life is still beautiful, maybe without me in it tt is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway gotta go le. Gonna bathe n then bury my head in books. Seeyaz...~! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112575674520007838?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112575674520007838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112575674520007838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112575674520007838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112575674520007838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/09/at-this-pt-of-time.html' title='At this pt of time...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112520966653708036</id><published>2005-08-28T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T23:53:54.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar in Makin...=) (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(...Cont)&lt;br /&gt;Reached Somerset at 2. Ok la, i admit tt my sense of direction v jia lat, didnt even know where Heeren is, had to call cousin to ask is turn left or right..=( It was door 27, Dejun, Delin, Jaysen n Jolyn were thr already. At 3pm, Clara n Gene arrived. Gene n Jolyn were nt feelin well, had sore throat. Sang quite a number of nice songs. Due to e superstar fever, thr were comments like, "head voice", "chest voice", "You Ma Dian" n "You Gan Dong Dao Wo"...hahaz..=) DJ sang 1 song in particular tat caught all of our attention b4 Gene n Clara made their appearances. It was "Hen Xiang Ni" by Zhang Zhi Cheng. Had an encore jus for Gene n Clara n for us to enjoy again. V nice, v sad. He had been practicin it for some time n plannin to serenade it to tt ger next Sun. Jia You Bro!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6, our session ended n we left e ktv room. Upon departure, caught a brief glance of Superstar wanna-bie, Leon Lim. =) Had a small discussion on wat n where to eat next. Jolyn had to leave as she got a gatherin at marina bay n i had to leave too as i got a farewell dinner for my other cousin whos going off to Toronto e next day for further studies. So we bidded our goodbyes n headed in different directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn n i left for Somerset station. All along e way she was makin n receiving phone calls. This was her plan for the nite. Gonna hav steamboat at Marina Bay then going to friends' BBQ at Bukit Timah n haven bought present yet. Understandable la tat thr was quite alot of miscommunication...Thn got test n all haven study yet. Haiz...Wat a bz ger...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, had dinner n chatted quite abit. Grandma bought 20 otahs for dinner of 15 ppl. Dad also bought otahs, 30 sticks, again due to miscommunication...=( So ended up with otah party, 50 sticks...=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru out e nite, e com was on but i was not at it. Was doing something else, cant really say wat laz, so its up to you guys to guess...=) Slp at abt 230am, chattin with friend abt his probs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11am today, slp for abt 9 hours. then have been on e com since..Alrite manz, gtg. Must try and study le..=) Cyaz guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112520966653708036?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112520966653708036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112520966653708036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112520966653708036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112520966653708036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/superstar-in-makin-part-2.html' title='Superstar in Makin...=) (part 2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112520738255699803</id><published>2005-08-28T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T22:55:54.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar in Makin...=) (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sat, as usual went to CherryHill for squash trainin. E nite b4, slp at 1130 as i was tired. Planned to slp 20 min thn go back to studyin bt in e end slp thru e nite. Woke up at 8am, dad was makin breakfast. Went to brush teeth n freshen up thn switched on e tv n watched e 2nd part of Minority Report, was quite interestin, cant bear to leave home. Reached Sgoon station at 910 n met up with YQ, YH n Sab. Tried to contact HT bt to no avail so we left 1st. Walkin towards Cheeryhill, i felt weird. They had somethin i dont - racket. Mine is still in e locker at SP, didnt had e chance to retrieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sec3 Benjamin frm SA n we went in to e courts together. YQ, YH n Ben went into e court as e other court can only be opened at 10 so Sab n i sat outside n chit-chatted. At ard 0945, Hui Ting arrived. At tt time Sab n i were in e court. She cant play well as was tired so we left at abt 10 n went to get key. Came back, YQ challenged me to a match. Made a bet, loser do 20 push-ups. Its was dam close, i lost by 1 pt n i did e 20. Was quite tough, tt gundu sprayed cold water on e floor n my back. Thn b4 we left, had a 2 vs 1 match. HT n i vs YQ, tt cocky fellow. Made another bet, if he lose, he down 20; if we lose, we each down 10. In e end we lost, again by 1 pt; guess its me baz...=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to head to town for lunch bt YH has tuition at 1pm so we ate at e nearby coffeeshop. Had nasi lemak-substitute for e KFC tt we had planned for had we went down to town. After lunch under e Sun, all 5 of us took e train towards Harbourfront. YH got off at Potong Pasir for sch. E 4 of us got off at Dohby Ghaut. Yq left to meet his friends n Sab, HT n i headed for Cityhall. Sab left n went to tampines to meet up with Ken. It was abt 1250 at tt time. HT meetin friend to study at Esplande at 2pm while i meetin cousins at 140pm at somerset. Havin some time to kill, pei HT to Esplanade. Had a leisure walk n chat along e way. Upon reachin lib, went up to e roof to get some Sun. Thn at 145pm, left n headed to somerset. =)   (Cont...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112520738255699803?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112520738255699803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112520738255699803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112520738255699803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112520738255699803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/superstar-in-makin-part-1.html' title='Superstar in Makin...=) (part 1)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112470412718007591</id><published>2005-08-22T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T02:54:34.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Resolutions??</title><content type='html'>If u read back on my previous post, i still feel somewat sucky now. Everything seems to be coming to a halt n i don know wat to do abt it. Suddenly i feel that thr's nth much worth living for. I don know y i said that too but i guess i must move on. I gotta be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gt new plans, new resolutions. Watever e result is for tml's trials, i am plannin to stop squash, be it temporary or permanently. I'm gonna push myself to physical training again. I'm going to get back my fitness routine jus like back during my ITP days during May, although tats e reason y i fell sick for 2 weeks and was forced to stop training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to study harder, put everything i hav into my studies. My mid sem test was quite disastrous, could say tat its my worse so far in my poly life. Dad was right, I should concentrate on my studies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired. Tired of studies, fyp, and many many stuff. Tired of being tired, physically n mentally but i guess tats probably e way life is baz. I gotta be strong and stand up. Look at my "Don't Quit" card more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112470412718007591?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112470412718007591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112470412718007591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112470412718007591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112470412718007591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-resolutions.html' title='New Resolutions??'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112425420434342416</id><published>2005-08-17T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:55:50.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant Think Straight...</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys for not continuing e blog on e 14th. Now too late le, forgotten most of e details. This few days cant really think straight, being bothered by quite a number of things but i cant pen it down here. Nt tt i don wanna but i don know wats exactly botherin me. Tryin not to neglect friends n family ard me by tryin to smile more n i hope tt it works. Sorry guys, will return to bloggin whn e feelin's gone...=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112425420434342416?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112425420434342416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112425420434342416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112425420434342416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112425420434342416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/cant-think-straight.html' title='Cant Think Straight...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112395937149434197</id><published>2005-08-14T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T11:56:11.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To ToOtz...</title><content type='html'>Gt a dam funny feelin. I knw tt u donated blood on thurs. I knw tt u gt low BP but e doc said ok. I knw tt u gt blackout spells now n then. After u donated blood, e condition became worse. U gt stuff but u don say, keepin it to yourself. U r sometimes overloadin urself, be it mentally or physically. I don knw if something bad will unfortunately happen or not. I don knw if u could be walkin along e road n suddenly get a blackout. I don knw if i may still able to see e same tootz whom i know tml morning. Cant really slp but i gt headache le. "Are u ok??", I hope tt e ans wont be "i am ok la", esp whn u don really mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112395937149434197?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112395937149434197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112395937149434197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112395937149434197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112395937149434197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-tootz.html' title='To ToOtz...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112395844583876785</id><published>2005-08-14T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T11:40:45.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Yest went 2 sch at 8am. Collected my HFEM results, gt 68%. Class ended at11 after which we went to lab to give our fyp presentation. At 12, went to LT to discuss proj stuff. As usual, thr were still conflicts n many a disagreement going on, really wanna knw whn all this will end. Ended meetin at 1pm, had nth to do so use com at T14. Contacted Hui Wen n met up with her at 2pm at e courts, played, drills and stroke a little. At 3, Samuel n gang arrived so we gave up e court n took a break. Played on n off all e way till 9pm. I need to go for trails next week. 7 ppl fightin for 2 places to be in e team. Dont really hav much confidence. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clementi for dinner with some of the squashers. Was quite gd..=) Left e place at 2230. Reached Sengkang at 2330. Sent tootz home. After tt headed for e busstop n reached at 2350. My last bus was 2330 so i walked my way home. It was a 50 min walk, muscles felt dam stiff after tt...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am today for Nob....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i shall cont tml laz...I cant think le, v xin ku...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112395844583876785?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112395844583876785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112395844583876785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112395844583876785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112395844583876785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048907.post-112368933346839956</id><published>2005-08-10T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T08:55:33.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day...!! =P  (pt 2)</title><content type='html'>Reached S'goon at abt 5pm. Had a mini arguement with tootz which i guess was uncalled for baz. E reason was quite profound n i too don know y also, anyway its over le...=) Went for a walk alone downstairs and came up at 630. Watchin e NDP on TV, i was quite reluctant to leave home..hahaz. Went to bathe n left home at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Cityhall at 8pm n met up with Eugene. Boy was it crowded; i couldnt even see my own hands upfront. Squeezed my way to e side of e road only to find tt its sealed so only way is to walk back. At tt pt of time i really wished tt i was spidey n could jus swing away frm e crowd. =) As i finally squeezed out, e 1st fireworks splashed e skies. Thn we headed to an alternative route to meet Tootz n Dav at the River(don knw wat river) at Esplanade. Sadly we spent most of e fireworks underground at e citylink. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfaced at Esplanade to catch e last 2 explosions of colours then we snaked thru e crowd towards Colours by e Bay. Had some probs communicatin but finally met up with tootz n Dav. Had to comment tt Tootz looked err, quite stunning...=) Exchanged a few smiles n chatted quite awhile. At abt 9, Rui Heng arrived frm Tampines. Had a nice long walk to e Merlion n thn to Lau Par Sat for supper. Along e way snap quite alot of pics on Eugene's cam. Had a loadfull of laughter too..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At abt 1130, we board e train to Dohby Ghaut whn tootz and RH went off. Eugene left at Bishan. Chatted with Dav n he's a great guy. Btw so was RH, dam funny n entertainin. My bus came 1st so bidded Dav gdbye with a pat on e shoulder. Missed my busstop as i was thinkin of wat to sms someone. Got off n didnt knw whr was i. Saw e route plan at e busstop n sort of run back abt 3 busstops after a deroute as i agar agar turn left instead of right. Reached home at 1240.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus wanna say tt i really enjoyed myself today, hope tt there will be another soon...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048907-112368933346839956?l=peaceracer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/feeds/112368933346839956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8048907&amp;postID=112368933346839956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112368933346839956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8048907/posts/default/112368933346839956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peaceracer.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-day-p-pt-2.html' title='National Day...!! =P  (pt 2)'/><author><name>MaRcUs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07302423628641441929</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
