<?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-20208683</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:08:07.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself and I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-4926636368069355643</id><published>2011-05-27T01:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T02:48:53.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History is gonna repeat itself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;*Please be fore warned that this is going to be a lengthy and emo entry.&lt;/i&gt;
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Am now in a cross-junction again.
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I have just taken my final year exams, and currently jobless, near penniless and girlfriend-less.
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Life seems to have take its toll on me. I have been living a care-free life all these while, always taking the easy way out, not thriving hard enough for anything that I wanted. I'm just the happy-go-lucky-person, as per known by everyone.
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Now that, being jobless, with a little saving to sustain myself, i need to find a permanent job which have a career propect as well as higher pay. But the question is that what am I suppose to do? What can I do best? How can I fully exploit my strengths over the many flaws I have. I simply don't have the slightest idea. And best part, nobody can figure this for me. 
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What Can I do? 
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This is exactly the same question that was thrown to me 2 and the half years ago. Seems like its coming back.
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Recently, just met up with a girl whom I liked years before. She finally got attached. Felt happy for her. But just that the guy was someone everyone seems to dislike many years ago. She told me that it was the "security feeling" she received from the guys and the many years of persistent "courtship" that moved her to accept him. 
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What exactly is "security feeling"? I have no idea. But was upon checking with a few people, I came to realise, I DO NOT HAVE this particular masculine trait. I was slapped with these 3 attributes from a particular girl:
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1. Chidlish&lt;br&gt;
2. Thinking too much before I do anything (Procrastination all the time)&lt;br&gt;
3. Indecisive&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And these came from a girl many years younger than me. This reflect so badly on me that I was quite speechless for awhile. Think I have failed quite badly in portray a good image for myself. To most people, I was just a lousy, childish, happy-go-lucky, procrastinating and indecisive piece of shit.
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Anyways, that was just an update for myself.
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Its been years after my last relationship, in short, been single all these years. The last one wasn't a relationship was i regretted not continued, as i believed I have given my very best in that relationship. However, I do gain pretty much experience from it.
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So much so, that the next girl that I met after that relationship, i thought I can settle my life with this girl, and there she goes, without any warning. Its true that till this day, I do miss her. Just wondering how is she, is everything good for her? How have she been. 
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And after that, I have grown tired of feeling, and I devote myself to work, ignoring any single thread of feeling for any girls.
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But, life seems to love toying with me. I met someone, and I slowly grow in love with this girl. But there lies a negative possibility that this girl will ever like me, regardless of whatever I can provide with her. 
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Due to the fact that the identity of this girl must remain annoymous, I should not go into details of how I get to know her. Not a single person must know that I fall for this girl. This is what I told myself. Its been hard to pretend asif that i do not have any feelings for this girl, regardless in front of our common friends or herself. There were this few times in which I just have to go home to let my tears down as I simply cannot handle the feelings I have for her, but hide it from her. Its like totally playing a game of deception but to the person you love, and misplacing the trust she has in me, by me telling her that "I dont have any feeling for you, and we are impossible."
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This is crazy, got to find something to occupy my emptiness and get a freaking job soon. 
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And i hope she wont happen to read this entry and decipher this girl from the way I have posted this entry.
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That's all. LAters.
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A song for her: &lt;b&gt;林俊傑 - 當你&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cZRe1Ips5yY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;
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Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZRe1Ips5yY"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you are unable to view the above video.
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&lt;b&gt;當你&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
作詞：張思爾&lt;br&gt;
作曲：林俊傑&lt;br&gt;
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如果有一天　我回到從前&lt;br&gt;
回到最原始的我　你是否會覺得我不錯&lt;br&gt;
如果有一天　我離你遙遠&lt;br&gt;
不能再和你相約　你是否會發覺我已經說再見&lt;br&gt;
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當你的眼睛瞇著笑　當你喝可樂當你吵&lt;br&gt;
我想對你好　你從來不知道　想你想你　也能成為嗜好&lt;br&gt;
當你說今天的煩惱　當你說夜深你睡不著&lt;br&gt;
我想對你說　卻害怕都說錯　好喜歡你　知不知道&lt;br&gt;
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如果有一天　夢想都實現&lt;br&gt;
回憶都成了永遠　你是否還會記得今天&lt;br&gt;
如果有一天　我們都發覺&lt;br&gt;
原來什麼都可以　我們是否還會停留在這裡&lt;br&gt;
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當你的眼睛瞇著笑　當你喝可樂當你吵&lt;br&gt;
我想對你好　你從來不知道　想你想你　也能成為嗜好&lt;br&gt;
當你說今天的煩惱　當你說夜深你睡不著&lt;br&gt;
我想對你說　卻害怕都說錯　好喜歡你　知不知道&lt;br&gt;
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也許空虛讓我想得太多　也許該回到被窩&lt;br&gt;
夢裡會相遇　就毫不猶豫　大聲的說我要說&lt;br&gt;
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當你的眼睛瞇著笑　當你喝可樂當你吵&lt;br&gt;
我想對你好　你從來不知道　想你想你　也能成為嗜好&lt;br&gt;
啦～　啦～&lt;br&gt;
我想對你說　卻害怕都說錯　好喜歡你　知不知道&lt;br&gt;
啦～　啦～&lt;br&gt;
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Doubt there's anyone who is still concern with my blog, my life stories at this point of time. It's like years since I posted anything here.
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Anyways, just a short update.
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Left my wonderful job just 08 April 11, not long ago.
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Waiting for my last year papers - Business Law + Audit &amp; Assurance.
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Looking around for job.
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Guess that's all.
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Promise that I will update very very soon.
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Laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2942441190369677835?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2942441190369677835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2942441190369677835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2942441190369677835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2942441190369677835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5929033254514328981</id><published>2010-08-15T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:30:02.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick things do happen</title><content type='html'>Didnt know that real sick things do happen in reality.
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All these sick things that are happening around me is destroying my concept of living a life of simplicity.
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Sick people comes out with sick theories which just make people feel sick. At some point of a time, I feel like vomiting by the single fact, at the sight of these sick people.
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Looks like, no matter how much money and funds are being threw into the R&amp;D to find out how the mind operates, they can never discover how sick people thinks, how sick people relate to things and people around them and how the cognitive activities in their brain connects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5929033254514328981?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5929033254514328981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5929033254514328981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5929033254514328981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5929033254514328981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/08/sick-things-do-happen.html' title='Sick things do happen'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2669121519383405927</id><published>2010-07-15T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:01:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you now - Justin Bieber</title><content type='html'>Where are you now&lt;br&gt;
When I need you the most&lt;br&gt;
Why don't you take my hand&lt;br&gt;
I want to be close&lt;br&gt;
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Take my hand and walk with me&lt;br&gt;
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Where are you now&lt;br&gt;
When nothing is going right&lt;br&gt;
Where are you now&lt;br&gt;
I can't see the light&lt;br&gt;
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So take my hand and walk with me&lt;br&gt;
Show me what to be yeahh&lt;br&gt;
I need you to set me free yeahh&lt;br&gt;
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Where are you now&lt;br&gt;
Now that I`m half-grown&lt;br&gt;
Why are we far apart&lt;br&gt;
I feel all alone&lt;br&gt;
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Where are you now&lt;br&gt;
When nothing is going right&lt;br&gt;
Where are you now&lt;br&gt;
I can't see the light&lt;br&gt;
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Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RE2yj5W1bg&amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to hear it
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Totally remind me of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2669121519383405927?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2669121519383405927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2669121519383405927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2669121519383405927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2669121519383405927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-are-you-now.html' title='Where are you now - Justin Bieber'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8280204109591898215</id><published>2010-06-26T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:11:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EQ</title><content type='html'>Attended a short lunch seminar on Emotional Quotient (EQ).
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So, being the usual curious delegate, I took a test online after the seminar(&lt;a href="http://quiz.ivillage.co.uk/uk_work/tests/eqtest.htm" target="_blank"&gt;ivillage&lt;/a&gt;).
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Following is my results:
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You scored 60% correct!&lt;br&gt;
Remember you responses need to have been as honest as possible. If you feel that your score does not reflect you, please retake the test and answer each question in the way that best represents the way you typically feel.
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Your score indicates that you have an average EQ.&lt;br&gt;
People who typically score in this range are usually able to recognise and understand their feelings and to express them in an appropriate manner. They are fairly comfortable with who they are. In most circumstances they are not afraid to show love, empathy and compassion for other people. In general, they are comfortable with intimacy, and giving of themselves to other people. 
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They are pretty good communicators. They are fairly in tune with themselves and those around them. They generally know how to say the right thing at the right moment. They are good friends and partners. They are normally able to show anger in appropriate ways. More often than not, they are able to stand up for themselves when necessary, but also are not afraid to cry if they are hurt. They are able to admit when they are wrong and take steps to correct their mistakes. They are rarely unable to say they are sorry.
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They are generally happy, well-rounded people. They accept challenges. They can stay motivated and focused in the face of setbacks. They are able to set goals for themselves and often achieve them. They are positive and optimistic about themselves, others around them, and their future.
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However, just because people with an average EQ have a pretty good grasp on their emotions they still have plenty of room for emotional growth. They can continue to be introspective. They can continue to communicate with the people around them and continue to work on their goals. They can utilise what they have and continue to identify areas within themselves that need work.
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Remember that a person's emotional intelligence never stops growing. Because we are always evolving as people, EQ is something that must be nurtured. If it isn't cultivated, emotional intelligence will disappear.
&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/20208683-8280204109591898215?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8280204109591898215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8280204109591898215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8280204109591898215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8280204109591898215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/06/eq.html' title='EQ'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4938154800178209744</id><published>2010-06-21T00:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:24:29.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking</title><content type='html'>Recently, someone just told me that I cannot smoke. This person said that I simply puff out all the smoke after every single time I exhale.
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And this is not the first time someone passed such a remark. Upon reflection (which I seldom did, haha) I realised the reason is due to the fact that I don't really hold the smoke in my chest or rather lungs, due to the smaller capacity of air intake capacity (because of my built), and so when I exhale, all the smoke simply got push out.
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Thus, most people said I cannot smoke and I'm just wasting my money and health away.
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From this, I have some comments. 
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&lt;b&gt;Smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: Hey c'mmon, Why bother about such remarks. I'm enjoying myself everytime I smoked. 
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&lt;b&gt;Non-smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: Why would you enjoy yourself? Its such a waste of your hard earn money and plus it is said to cause reduction in life for every stick you puffed.
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&lt;b&gt;Smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: STFU. You know nothing about smoking. All you people know is it is bad for health and waste money. Do you know that every stick I take makes me feel destressed. Do you think you can stay in sanity under the superb stress you are enduring?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Non-smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: But why would you want this habbit as a tool for de-stress? Can't you just sit back and relax or rather find something to eat, eg sweets?
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&lt;b&gt;Smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: You are seriously a noob. Look at yourself, how much weight did you gain ever since you are revisited by stress at your door? Did eating helps? 
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&lt;b&gt;Non-smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: True indeed.
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&lt;b&gt;Smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: So stfu and let those people talked all they want. I control what and how much I want to smoke and not what people want to believe in the way smoker should smoke.
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&lt;b&gt;Non-smoker me&lt;/b&gt;: ...
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Anyways, my I/C was checked the second time this year for buying cigarettes.
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Think the fats on my body helps to cause age illusion to cigarette sellers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4938154800178209744?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4938154800178209744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4938154800178209744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4938154800178209744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4938154800178209744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/06/smoking.html' title='Smoking'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-3394989477424830902</id><published>2010-05-27T21:15:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T01:10:26.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty-headed : Feels good</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, I'm throw with the reality that I CAN REST, and to enjoy a short little break.
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Cool.
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Anyways, I am spending quite some time surfing the videos in Youtube. They've really got a big collection of all kind of videos. I will paste some of the link below so as to share these interesting videos:
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&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0gRDSpOtug&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A0gRDSpOtug&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
&lt;br&gt;A rather touching "ghost" story
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&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5z-JWULbpNI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5z-JWULbpNI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Hilarious Dancing King featuring Show Luo. Should watch all the series.
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As a person who loves the in-materialistic world, please be introduced to my second love call GAMING(First love is FOOD and CARS, lolz). Waiting patiently for some really interesting game titles to be released:&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Secret World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Read more from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Secret_World" target="_blank"&gt;Wiki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsLXQEeLiI0" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch trailer.
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&lt;b&gt;Sniper Ghost Warrior&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Based on the covert, shadowy world of the military sniper, Sniper: Ghost Warrior throws players into the chaos of a military coup, as they aid the rebels in restoring the rightful government to the embattled country of Isla Trueno. &lt;br&gt;
Read &lt;a href="http://xbox360.ign.com/objects/064/064500.html" target="_blank"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;
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Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iqjk1a6Njl0" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch trailer.
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Awaiting for the following movies to be release this year:
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&lt;b&gt;Step Up 3-D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.themovieinsider.com/m4627/step-up-3-d/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.tmi.tc/images/p/16138.jpg" border="0" width="255" height="375" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Watch Step Up 3D trailer &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQeaAg62_xY" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Predator 2010&lt;/b&gt;
-- A direct sequel to the original Predator film, this one will concern a group of Earth soldiers stranded on the Predator homeworld and fighting for their lives.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.onlygoodmovies.com/blog/movie-news/summer-blockbusters-2010/" target="_blank"&gt;www.onlygoodmovies.com/blog/movie-news/summer-blockbusters-2010/&lt;/a&gt;
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Watch Predator 2010 trailer &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=igKKWJw88Kk" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Resident Evil 4: Afterlife&lt;/b&gt;
-- In a world ravaged by a virus infection, turning its victims into the Undead, Alice (Jovovich), continues on her journey to find survivors and lead them to safety. Her deadly battle with the Umbrella Corporation reaches new heights, but Alice gets some unexpected help from an old friend.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://resident-evil-4-movie-trailer.blogspot.com/ target="_blank"&gt;resident-evil-4-movie-trailer.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;
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Watch RE4 trailer &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6K7jbN1vIGU&amp;feature=player_embedded" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
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Meanwhile, my next goal is to try to pick up a few softwares like Adobe Illustrator and Photoshop and at the same time, brush up my excel skills.
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Just before i finished this entry, I have something for the L4D fans:
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&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-aEbuisjfQ"  target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailer 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rimT0--7DTM"  target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailer 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3394989477424830902?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3394989477424830902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3394989477424830902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3394989477424830902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3394989477424830902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/05/empty-headed.html' title='Empty-headed : Feels good'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6043566631732103599</id><published>2010-05-18T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:37:02.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom</title><content type='html'>In another 3 hours, I have to bear the consequences of my actions.
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I have to stand face to face with my doom.
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...
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Anyways, I smell her smell on the train yesterday, looking around fanatically for her, but still, do not see her. She seems to have disappear forever, leaving no traces, only sweet memories for me to hang on to.
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What a contrast of the mood I'm having.
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Ok, got to give myself the last preparation for my doom.
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Just hope my brain's not going to give up on me again.
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Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6043566631732103599?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6043566631732103599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6043566631732103599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6043566631732103599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6043566631732103599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/05/doom.html' title='Doom'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2360775755037648199</id><published>2010-05-04T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T02:37:50.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is baD</title><content type='html'>Nothing seems to be working for me.&lt;br&gt;
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I couldn't do anything right, right anything wrong.&lt;br&gt;
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Starting to feel that perhaps I'm the same old me. I'm still as useless as I was 2 years ago.&lt;br&gt;
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I thought I have grown.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
No.
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Perhaps I'm just reluctant to move out from my comfort zone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Perhaps I simply cannot make it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Perhaps I should just sit back and relax, and let the time run me down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Perhaps I'm just too lousy, too useless to be entrusted with anything, or to do anything all by myself.
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I'm just speechless for what I am, for who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2360775755037648199?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2360775755037648199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2360775755037648199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2360775755037648199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2360775755037648199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-bad.html' title='This is baD'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1896946333635527395</id><published>2010-04-29T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:16:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This feeling sucks</title><content type='html'>I'm in a position where I cannot advance, retreat or move.
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I totally hate this feeling.
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Why do I always allow this to happen, again and again.
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Need to breathe. &lt;br&gt;
The only action left that is not restricted despite my immobility.
&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/20208683-1896946333635527395?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1896946333635527395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1896946333635527395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1896946333635527395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1896946333635527395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-feeling-sucks.html' title='This feeling sucks'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-569514104782567055</id><published>2010-02-21T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:00:27.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Yimei</title><content type='html'>Benjamin Yeo has been a friend of mine since secondary school. 
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We were in the same E.C.A then - SJAB. We went through thick and thin together with our fellow gang of schoolmates. Went to render first aid duties in public together. Chasing each other around during our annual "Knights meeeting", pretty fun though nobody is able to keep up with his "superman" stamina. 
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After secondary school days, together with the rest of the old boys, we formed a soccer team - Dreamz. Though I'm never a good player, I will always remember his encouragement after every round and telling me to trust myself and of course his theory of "Mind over body".
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Though we meet up less during our army days, we managed to gathered a few times each year for dinner or some soccer sessions. And till now, we have maintained at least a Chinese New Year Dinner cum Loh Hei every year.
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But, for the Chinese New Year this year, the dinner we have is very much different compared to the rest of the previous years. This time, we have our dinner in Marriot Orchard, together with at least 30 plus tables of strangers.
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This is the wedding dinner for Ben and Yimei. After 9 years of courtship plus dont know how many years of knowing each other, they are getting married. I can see the joy on his mother's face and the overwhelmed-with-joy-till-almost-hysterical father walking around with the heartiest smile on his face.
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During the dinner, I feel very overwhelmed by emotions. Maybe its the first time when someone so close to me gets married. I felt that it is although he has advanced a totally new chapter of her life and I'm still stuck in the old chapter where it is not even near the conclusion of the chapter.
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Nevertheless, I really feel very happy for Ben and Yimei. Its really great. They've been together for so long and to see them enter a new chapter of their life toghether, I'm really feeling very happy for them.
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Me, hereby wishing Ben and Yimei all the health and happiness on their wedding, and of course a blissful marriage.
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ben &amp; Yimei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/Untitled-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Their Holy Matrimony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/23732_345413679362_572929362_475909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/23732_345413679362_572929362_475909.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/23732_345413599362_572929362_475909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/23732_345413599362_572929362_475909.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/23732_345411089362_572929362_475906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/23732_345411089362_572929362_475906.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Still waiting for the pictures from the dinner&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-569514104782567055?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/569514104782567055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=569514104782567055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/569514104782567055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/569514104782567055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/02/ben-yimei.html' title='Ben &amp; Yimei'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/Ben_wedding/th_Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-3904927963204459937</id><published>2010-02-14T00:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:19:26.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year to All</title><content type='html'>I'm a year older!!&lt;br&gt;
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Preparing my F.A.Q. now, in preparation for the repetitive sessions of interview that will happen in a few hours time.
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You know, its really not good to be doing last minute struggle..
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&lt;b&gt;F.A.Q&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Those in brackets are the answers in my mind, which I cannot reply to the question asked. I can only answer as according to this prepared FAQ.&lt;/i&gt;
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Q1. How's your studies?&lt;br&gt;
A1. Great! I've passed. (Why are you only bothered with my studies once in a year!)
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Q2. Are you working now? Where? How's the pay?&lt;br&gt;
A2. Yes, in Biopolis - a research instiute. Admin officer only. Pay's according to market rate. *Smile (Limbei work where not your concern, you are only concern how much i get, maybe i can share with you my pay slip)
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Q3. Got girlfriend?&lt;br&gt;
A3. No, I want to concentrate on my career first. (I know, you want to ask when I getting married, then can stop giving me angbao rite)
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Q4. Getting fatter hor? Having a good life?&lt;br&gt;\
A4. Haha, singapore alot of good food. (Hey hey, c'mmon, this is the trend man, look at your belly, if i cover your face, people will think miracle happen to some old hag, fancy getting pregnant at this age.)
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I guess the list can go on and on.
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General Answer should be, *smile first, then "Xin Nian Kuai Le, &lt;s&gt;少管我事&lt;/s&gt; 万事如意.
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=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3904927963204459937?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3904927963204459937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3904927963204459937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3904927963204459937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3904927963204459937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year-to-all.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year to All'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1373123138908319289</id><published>2009-12-08T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:08:03.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Short Holiday - Part I</title><content type='html'>Was out of town in the late Nov. Visited Penang with my mum, sister, and her friends. Been a year since I last set foot out of singapore. Though only spent like a couple of days, but did enjoyed myself very much.
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Pteromerhanophobia was the first thing I have to overcome before I can enjoy my trip. 
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The fear is mainly due to the ear pressure problem associated when there is a sudden change in altitude. I have tried ways and methods (eg swallowing saliva, chewing something. etc..) to overcome this problem but always to no avail and that result in my fear of flying building up over the years. It was only on my previous trip to Australia (last year) that I realised the only way I can overcome this problem. It's something very normal but have to be done repeatly, called "intensive yawning". I was practically yawning from the taking off and landing duration, about 1 yawn every 2-3 seconds!
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Come to think of it, I think I looked quite rude, to be yawning like nobody's business.
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Anyways, I should let the pictures do the talking:
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&lt;b&gt;Day 0 - The Pimp&lt;/b&gt;
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Taken in T2 Departure Hall
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The plane we are going to take. Its an Airbus A320, pretty small.
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Searching for the famous Penang Laksa (Teochew Style) in Jalan Penang Road.
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Alas, found it. =)
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Inside the shop
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The famous Penang Laksa!
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Their Nasi Lemak, not cheap k, this costs almost $7 Ringgit.
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And a cooling Ice Chenddol for dessert. The sweetness is keep to a moderate amount, not too sweet yet taste nice.
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Soon after our dessert, we left the penang laksa cafe and headed back to our hotel. However, as a smoker, I decide to take a puff outside our hotel before turning in for the day. And just opposite our hotel, there are a couples of disco pubs with raving loud Techno music. Suddenly I was approached by a mid 30s guy in a shirt and pants. He asked, "You want any girls? You can choose chinese..." before he finished his sentence, I waved to him and say no, and quickly returned back to the hotel.
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I guess I can named him "The Pimp".
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&lt;b&gt;Day 1 - Food&lt;/b&gt;
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We were greeted by the sunny sun...
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and the beautiful sea sight. We didnt realised we have such a nice view of the sea from our room the night before, as it was already dark when we reached our hotel
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After breakfast, we took a stroll again along the street to our destination, the BUS INTERCHANGE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Me, my mum and my sis
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View of Komtar, the tallest building in Penang
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Public telephone booth along the street
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Here we are, at the BUS INTERCHANGE. A little bit dark and stuffy though.
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Our first stop, Penang Hill, after a wait-for-almost-eternity bus no. 204 from the bus interchange.
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The waiting area for the tram service. Waiting for our turn to board the tram.
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Still waiting for our turn, but this time round, we will be the next to board the tram. Looking at the way the people packed themselves in for the tram, suddenly, I dont really feel like going up.
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Despite really feeling reluctant to go, I think I should just "enjoyed" the trip, since I hardly has the chance to travel. 
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And as you can see from the above 2 pictures, this is how packed it is. One compartment is meant for about 5 seating passengers, plus a few standing passengers, but...
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While trying to catch my breath, I looked out from the small window opening, and thought the scene looked beautiful in contrast to the environment I was in at that point of time.
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Taking picture at the top of the hill. The views are really beautiful, and temperature cooling as well.
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At the hill top, those typical tourist push carts and shops selling those tourist items were found everywhere, apart from a temple and a mosque. Anyways, we have a light lunch in a canteen-lookalike place. The 5 of us shared a plate of Char Kuey Tiao, Hokkien Mee and a bowl of ice kacang. The food totally tasted good and very different from the way its cook here, and the ice kacang, instead of all the sweetener layer on top, they have the softdrink replacing it. It tasted so much better and less sweet than the ones we have here. Plus the red beans are huge. 
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The journey back to ground level. As you can see, the tram is suppose to contain this amount of people only.
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After our light lunch, we decide to make our way out of this place, and to our next stop, Kek Lok Si Temple.
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And here we are.
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Where they housed the biggest Goddess of Mercy, Kuan Yin's statue. I cant imagine how magnificent it will look when the construction is completed.
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Taking photograph again. I'm hiding behind. I heard people said when you are in the last row in the picture, you will looked slimmer than normal. 
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Act cute pose 1...
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Act cute pose 2...
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Act cute pose 3. All 3 act cute together. Nah, its to symbolise, See no evil, Hear no evil and Say no evil.
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After the pictures taking, we decide to leave the place and try their Penang Asam Laksa.
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On our way out, we saw the Liberation Pool. Look at the quantities of big and small, young and old terrapin and turtles. 
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Dont undertand why people want to have them as pets and only to put them in Liberation Pool when these pets grew bigger...
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We ordered only 2 bowls as we just wanted to try it. In case, its not good, we won't have to waste it. Once again, the food doesnt look nice, BUT its actually super delicious. My mum ordered a coconut too. But disappointment filled her this time, as the coconut water isnt that sweet, and the coconut's "meat" layer is on diet as well.
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With the Asam Laksa in our stomach, we took a bus back to Komtar for our dinner, yes, eating again. *smile
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Forgot what's the name of this cafe, though the food is nice, but the food portion is given in little portion, so don't be mistaken by this picture.
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Still uploading photographs to Photobucket. Will blog on the other 2 days soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1373123138908319289?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1373123138908319289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1373123138908319289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1373123138908319289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1373123138908319289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-short-holiday.html' title='My Short Holiday - Part I'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/penang09/th_penang_trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-7425659969993723730</id><published>2009-10-13T01:12:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:22:22.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>低调</title><content type='html'>Been rather busy recently. Am left with sat or sun for rest, though sometimes still need to go out, eg friends gatherings or family outing. Its tiring but I guess its still ok for me.
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Feeling rather low recently.
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I failed myself terribly when it comes to work. I think I still have lotsa things to buck up. I really need to be more organised and clear of what I'm doing.
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I miss driving so much so that I dreamt I'm driving. I think what I really need is to get a car.
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BUT, to get a car, I need to be working at least a year to save up for the sum of deposit. And in order to be able to save up the sum of money for deposit, I need to be at least a degree grad to have at least a job which allow me to save up some amount of money. In order to be a degree grad, I need to pass my degree, of which its really a tough thing just to pass that UOL papers. Anyone who took UOL papers before knows it is not a child's play.
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Finally the final year now, I took out Information System, Law in Business and Audit. Heard that Information system and Audit are one of the easier paper. I took Law in Business b'cos I thought it may be more relevant to work.
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Its getting quite late now, around 1.20am and I'm still awake, tomorrow will be a long day, as I'm having class in the night, same goes for wednesday, and I thought I should be sleeping now.
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And to add to my already miserable feeling, I kept missing her. Yes, that girl whom I thought she's the one. Its been sometime yet I still miss her. I don't understand why, am I really that weak? She had move on.. way way ahead, till the point where she doesnt even regard me as a friend and I doubt she can even remember my name and face right now.
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Just feeling kind of emotional now. Overwhelm with thoughts. A lot of it. I hope I can sleep well after drinking a cup of milk. - this is what the doctor told me when I told her i cant sleep.
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Guess its late and I should be going to bed. Nitez all. Have a great week!
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Laters.
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&lt;i&gt;Been repeating my playlist just listening to this song recently.&lt;/i&gt;
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&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFRbcWWB4Po&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFRbcWWB4Po&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;低调&lt;/b&gt; - 张栋梁 
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嬉笑打闹拥抱&lt;br&gt;
留下了那么多开心合照&lt;br&gt;
互相取暖依靠熬过了最低潮&lt;br&gt;
一起生活也一起埋怨过&lt;br&gt;
走过最好与最糟&lt;br&gt;
我在心里想的不用说明你知道&lt;br&gt;
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晨昏日夜颠倒&lt;br&gt;
这房子突然没从前热闹&lt;br&gt;
散落一地微笑没有人去打扫&lt;br&gt;
感情很微妙再多付出也好&lt;br&gt;
再多关心都徒劳&lt;br&gt;
爱情从来就没有固定的味道&lt;br&gt;
它最后停在哪里谁知道&lt;br&gt;
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(What I feel right now)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;我的难过是如此低调&lt;br&gt;
因为不想打扰我在寂寞的墙角&lt;br&gt;
努力的对自己好你用微笑回报&lt;br&gt;
朋友或情人不重要&lt;br&gt;
我的悲伤是如此低调傻子才会哭闹&lt;br&gt;
就算你发现也好&lt;br&gt;
我想你一定会选择假装不知道&lt;br&gt;
只怕我自己的掩饰不够好&lt;br&gt;
难到是我对我自己不够好&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7425659969993723730?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7425659969993723730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7425659969993723730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7425659969993723730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7425659969993723730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/10/miserable.html' title='低调'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-3567632293439615804</id><published>2009-09-06T14:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:20:04.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upsized!</title><content type='html'>Do you want an upsize??
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NO!!!!!!
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I've been told by my friend that my body size seems to have "upsized". Its really time to do something.
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Anyways, I have just chosen the subjects for my final year yesterday, and did I realised I chose the real challenging subjects: Law of Business Organisation and Management Accounting. For this final year, I certainly need more than luck to pass.
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Zzzzzzz..
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Recently found some youtube clips showing non-chinese learning mandarin songs:
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- Found &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABIRtahy0TE" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on Lin Jun Jie's blog. 
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- Check &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6B2t3xQ7es&amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out too.
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- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6n_sBxfr2rY&amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is good as well.
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They would have easily put most of our mandarin to shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3567632293439615804?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3567632293439615804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3567632293439615804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3567632293439615804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3567632293439615804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/09/upsized.html' title='Upsized!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6877648533117116311</id><published>2009-09-04T00:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:19:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless</title><content type='html'>I did not realise that in the eyes of so many people I'm actually useless.
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I always thought I can use the faces of joker to cover the real me. But I didnt know that I have portray another image..
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.. that I'm useless or maybe I'm really useless
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How I wish I can just disappear into some caves or an island where I can live alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6877648533117116311?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6877648533117116311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6877648533117116311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6877648533117116311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6877648533117116311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/09/useless.html' title='Useless'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5102167176623494163</id><published>2009-09-01T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:19:40.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>OMG! I passed all my papers this year!!!
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It definitely call for some celebration!!
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Extremely HAPPY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5102167176623494163?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5102167176623494163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5102167176623494163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5102167176623494163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5102167176623494163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-844907649502845582</id><published>2009-08-30T12:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:19:29.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Older" days</title><content type='html'>It has been a busy week, and with so many pending and outstanding tasks awaiting completion.
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I think I would need to work on my speed and being more organised.
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Nowadays, I have been staying home during weekends more and more. Hardly feel like going out during weekends. just feel like relaxing and slacking at home all the time. I think this is one of the symptoms of getting old.
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I heard the UOL examination result is released last week by SIM, but seems like they are keeping the results to themselves before releasing one day after UOL release it on 1 Sep 09. I'm actually pretty worried. I cant take this kind of stress anymore. I'm getting old le. Lets hope I have passed all my modules.
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Sometimes I wonder, is feeling tired, and getting fatter the few symptoms of BEING OLD? I dont remembered feeling tired that easily when I'm younger. For fat-ness, I really dont understand why people get fat after eating more, why they cant just shit more when they eat more.
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Weird digestive system we have. And perhaps the metabolism slows down even more when you are older. That explains why I'm fat.
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No wonder getting old is becoming an issue for many.
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Anyway, spent a good friday night with my colleagues. The few of us actually gathered in one of our colleague's house for dinner and WII session. It was the first time I'm playing WII, so I got pretty excited. 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;WII Session!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983108781_821253781_3656619.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983108781_821253781_3656619.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Warming up.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983103781_821253781_3656618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983103781_821253781_3656618.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The girls prefer taking pictures...
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983088781_821253781_3656615.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983088781_821253781_3656615.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so, the guys get to enjoy the WII. 
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983098781_821253781_3656617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/6491_155983098781_821253781_3656617.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Of course we have refreshment too. 
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&lt;i&gt;p.s. am suffering from muscle ache from friday's WII session..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-844907649502845582?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/844907649502845582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=844907649502845582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/844907649502845582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/844907649502845582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-days.html' title='The &quot;Older&quot; days'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/28aug09/th_6491_155983108781_821253781_3656619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-290114217773831781</id><published>2009-07-06T18:31:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:19:18.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning</title><content type='html'>Been sometime since I last blogged.
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Something happen? Nope. Same old boring me.
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Trying to find some meaning in life. But still couldnt. Will continue to figure out what my future holds for me.
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Meanwhile, I had myself drowning in computer games ever since my exams ended.
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&lt;a href="http://store.steampowered.com/app/240/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/header.jpg" width=300 height=140 border=1&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Counterstrike 1.6&lt;/b&gt; (though this mentioned Counterstrike source, mine is actually Condition Zero Mod)&lt;br&gt;
A super &lt;i&gt;ancient&lt;/i&gt; mutli-player online game by now. I don't think I need to elaborate anything on this game. 
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&lt;a href="http://deadspace.ea.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/agegate_logo.jpg" width=300 height=180 border=1&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Dead Space&lt;/b&gt; - a third-person survival horror-action video game.
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Storyline : The player takes on the role of an engineer named Isaac Clarke, who battles a polymorphic, virus-like, alien infestation which turns humans into grotesque alien monsters called "Necromorphs", on board a stricken interstellar mining ship named the USG Ishimura.
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Read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Space_(video_game)" target="_blank"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;.
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I got nightmare right from the first day I played. Super scary. Strictly not for the faint hearts! It is more scary in the beginning, but as you progress through, sort of get used to it. Good game to play. A prequel to it is coming - Dead Space : Extraction.
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&lt;a href="http://www.ghostbustersgame.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/image002-1.jpg" width=300 height=180 border=1&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;GHOSTBUSTERS&lt;/b&gt;
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Great game, the gameplay is great. Casts are original. Sound effect realistic. One of my childhood favourites.
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&lt;i&gt;Note : All the above pictures look weird as I downloaded them from their respective webpages and "force" them in to my website configuration (300 width)&lt;/i&gt;
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Anyway, suffering from a relapse of my backache. Painful. Cant even sleep properly.
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Though not a fan of Michael Jackson, I did like some of his songs, eg, Black &amp; White, Smooth Criminal, Earth Song, etc.. Will consider buying some of his music cd / dvd as souvenir.
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Pictures taken recently :
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;KTV @ Cine straight after my last papar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/postexam09/4399_87054297557_591182557_1770898_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/postexam09/4399_87054297557_591182557_1770898_.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Look at my eye bag, totally lack of sleep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grandma Birthday in early Jun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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This year my relative decide to try something different. This year's theme is BBQ...
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&lt;b&gt;Father's Day Celebration @ Humble House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The food not bad. Ala-carte style Dim Sum. Love it!
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Dessert. Actually by the time I'm having these colorful dessert, I'm so supper full. I ate non-stop, as usual. =)
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Just a random shot taken while trying to digest my food...
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Look at the setting of the tables. One word - CHIO!
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;KTV with Colleague @ NTU Alumni &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Actually got more photo taken, but I havent upload yet.
&lt;br&gt; Have a great time torturing everyone with my er xin de voice and translating the chinese songs to english songs (lyrics). 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Others&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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My new gadget - Acer NETBOOK. Free from Singnet's 8MBPS Broadband subscription. Nice hor? As usual, I "mod" the XP to look like Vista.
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A new watch. Bought while shopping around in Tampines, that new mall extension. Saving up for an MP3 / MP4 player. Surprisingly, mp PSP still surviving. I know, I've been saying my PSP going, but yap, lets hope for the better. 
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Been feeling very tired, lethargic all the time, don't know what's wrong with me. Hmm. Maybe I should start sleeping early and going for exercise or sports, to keep FIT. =)
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Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-290114217773831781?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/290114217773831781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=290114217773831781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/290114217773831781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/290114217773831781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/07/drowning.html' title='Drowning'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/postexam09/th_4399_87054297557_591182557_1770898_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-5664224184113274941</id><published>2009-05-19T21:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:19:03.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days..</title><content type='html'>2 more days to my last paper.
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Time flies, I can still remember memorizing notes for my previous exams in last year.
Everything moves so fast, till I thought it happen in a flash.
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Anyways, I really hate memorizing things. First 2 papers got calculation still ok. Now the next paper is gonna be a hard memorizing paper. I dont understand why the examination board keep emphasizing on application knowledge but refuse to give open book exams, where you are suppose to memorize the notes and thick thick notes so that from within your memory, pull out relevant accurate information to critically assess their questions....
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Anyways, this 2 weeks I'm not working, so pretty carefree at home, walking around. And best part, i cleared all the junk food at home. Hahaha. =p
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Resulting in a double chin and a over hanging belly.... =(
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I guess my post-exam time will be spend on working and reducing weight. My friend's getting married in Sep, and I'm one of the brothers... Should aim for at least a 10 percent decrease in my weight. 
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Meanwhile, all the best for my last paper.
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Laters.&lt;br&gt;
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p.s. My second lobster passed away on saturday last week. Same scenario as the previous one. Brown water, den passed away the very next day. Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5664224184113274941?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5664224184113274941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5664224184113274941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5664224184113274941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5664224184113274941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-more-days.html' title='2 more days..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8445240654502583823</id><published>2009-05-11T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:18:54.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER SUPER STRESS!!!</title><content type='html'>Tmr my first paper... 
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Im practising my sums, but realised i couldnt remember any formulae. Something is seriously wrong wif my brains!
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OMG!!! Someone help me... Im super super streses!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8445240654502583823?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8445240654502583823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8445240654502583823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8445240654502583823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8445240654502583823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-super-stress.html' title='SUPER SUPER STRESS!!!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-813368886264383314</id><published>2009-05-10T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:18:38.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day to ALL Mama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;
Wishing all mothers a Happy Mother's Day.
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On leave for 2 weeks, for my examinations.
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My exam dates as follows:
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Management Mathematics : 12 May 09
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Management Science Methods : 15 May 09
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Introduction to Business &amp; Management : 21 May 09
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Please pray hard hard for me to pass my exams. I seriously got no faith and confidence I will pass all.
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Arhh....
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STRESS AH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-813368886264383314?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/813368886264383314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=813368886264383314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/813368886264383314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/813368886264383314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mama.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day to ALL Mama!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-3981516143473955436</id><published>2009-04-26T22:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:18:15.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memories to my beloved lobster (female one)...</title><content type='html'>Was suppose to be studying yesterday. But spend the whole day dreaming and slacking. 
So was practically mugging thru my notes in Mac today.
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Anyway, was home the whole of saturday yesterday. Saw the water in one of my lobster's fish tank turned super brown. Kind of weird, as my mum just changed the water the day before. So kinda just brush off any weird thoughts and proceed to change the water.
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And today. I woke up to see her lying motionless in the tank. Seeing this I tried irritating her like what I always did (knock on the tank), and it did not retaliate this time. So i tried touching her, and it remained still. Then, my dad came over and said she had died. I was like "huh, since when"? Then he told me that she was dead since this morning when he saw her.
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HAIZ....
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I hate this feeling. The emotions attached to a pet, even though its a small pet, or rather a food if you call it, but yap, still have some feelings attached to her.
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I think I shouldnt have any pet in future, although I would love to have one.
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For those who have watched that Marley &amp; Me by Owen Wilson and Jennifer Aniston, its about the dog with the owner. The last part when the owner had to make the painful decision of putting the dog to sleep, makes me teared in the train (was watching it on my psp.) Not those crying kind of course, but just wet eyes. Some of you must be thinking why I so sissy, but I feel that relationship with a pet is such a wonder that if you are not in it, you can never understand. Its like a unique bond between two entities without sharing the same communication medium. Its so special. And when it have to go, its just like part of you being taken away.
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Nevertheless, I hope my other lobster will be healthy and I will pay more attention to him in future.
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Pictures of my beloved..
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I tink I will just update my blog on a saturday or sunday in future.
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Anyways, nothing much really happen during this week, other than the fact that I'm super lousy in my work. And ya, 3 more weeks to my exams, I'm still in a daze. Well done me.
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Should go off to mug at the Macdonald's. Hope there's seat there. Its normally pretty packed on a sunday.
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Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8971282758275215712?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8971282758275215712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8971282758275215712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8971282758275215712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8971282758275215712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-its-sunday-again.html' title='Oh, its sunday again...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1436461772785245000</id><published>2009-04-12T23:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:17:37.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its sunday night again!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, it is sunday night again.....
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I hate this. It means monday tomorrow. &gt;.&lt;
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Anyway, was kind of doing nothing this past few days, other than attending classes, I din really go where, was like go school, den back home. Was suppose to study, but yet, was just too lazy. In another few minutes time, it will be exactly one more month left for my exams.
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Wish me good luck!
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So, other than doing nothing, I actually did think through what have I been doing all these years.
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I came to a conclusion. I'm feel sorry for myself and my family. 
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Why feel sorry for myself, because I'm have been so lazy that I did not do anything much for anyone else, or in the least for myself.
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Why feel sorry for my family. Cos I'm really indebted to them for everything that I have today. I do not have to work my ass off to pay anything like what my age-peers been doing. I do not have to worry about anything at home. I do not even pay for my own school fees. I've been a super spoilt kid all along.
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I deserve the state I'm in now.
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By the way, I'm not emo, I'm just thinking through how i had spent my days in the past and how I'm gonna plan for my future.
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No wonder so many people have ignored me all these years. I have even lose count. I did not realise that my value as a friend have been so worthless all these while. I appreciate those that I'm still in contact with. I do cherish you guys, and gers. =D
Anyways, I will bring about a change by end of year. I hope. 
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Meanwhile, I only need to concentrate on my work and studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1436461772785245000?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1436461772785245000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1436461772785245000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1436461772785245000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1436461772785245000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-god-it-is-sunday-night-again.html' title='Its sunday night again!!!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6770934431923172650</id><published>2009-04-11T22:35:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:17:22.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should have been more studious...</title><content type='html'>TOTALLY no mood to study for my exams.
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I know I should be more motivated to study than anyone, as I'm no longer given the opportunities to fail any more modules. Hmm, I need to be more studious.
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Anyways, watched my favourite Fast &amp; Furious 4. Super nice. The story mood is similar to the Need For Speed : Underground 2 game play. The show simply just rocks. Almost all the powerful cars are in the show, like Ford Mustang, BMW's M3, Dodge Charger, Nissan Skyline R34... etc... (Even the latest WRX STI is one of the featured car. No Evo though....)
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&lt;a href="http://www.fastandfuriousmovie.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/my%20blog%20skin/ff4.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=0.5&gt;Courtesy from www.fastandfuriousmovie.net&lt;/font&gt;
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The Fast &amp; Furious 4 theme song :
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Pitbull's &lt;a href="http://aimini.net/view/?fid=ggxbsJA2NQv59SR8xEcJ" target="_blank"&gt;Blanco&lt;/a&gt; (feat Pharrell)
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Website &lt;a href="http://www.fastandfuriousmovie.net/" taget="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.
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I would give it a 4 out of 5 stars movie. Guys, those who love the adrenaline rush of car racing, you MUST watch this.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6770934431923172650?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6770934431923172650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6770934431923172650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6770934431923172650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6770934431923172650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-should-have-been-more-studious.html' title='I should have been more studious...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/my%20blog%20skin/th_ff4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-3610034488224170337</id><published>2009-04-05T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:16:47.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random entry</title><content type='html'>Hmm, its a sunday. I hate sundays, because the next day would be a monday or the start of a working week. And when its monday, everyone hopes for the weekends. And its a cycle that is repeated every week, 52 times a year.
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Perhaps its this hoping-for-weekend desire that is pushing our time faster and faster. And in a way accelerating our ageing process.
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Anyways, I should be studying for my exams, but ya, I'm still in a daze.
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Random pictures :
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;New slacking place in sengkang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/08032009048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/08032009048.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/08032009049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/08032009049.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
There is this 7-eleven and McDonalds in Sengkang Sports Complex thingy, And this 7-eleven is super big, got chairs and tables inside. Lolz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dessert @ New York New York&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/10032009051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/10032009051.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Went out with Jamie some time ago, was dinning at New York New York. This was the dessert we shared. If I dont remember wrongly, its the energy bar (MARS) being fried and choco covered, served with a scope of ice-cream. Quite nice, alittle too sweet though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Event in Ritz Carlton (Part II)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/24032009064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/24032009064.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The setting chio hor?
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Dessert and fruits selection.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/24032009063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/24032009063.jpg" border="0" width="255" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The middle purple thing is PURPLE SWEET POTATOES wor. Taste same like normal potatoes, just that you dont really get to see purple food that commonly.
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The Chocolate dome thing, forgot the name, but super super nice. The interior is of liquid chocolate content. Super nice, if you are a chocolate lover too.
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random-ness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/15032009054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/15032009054.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/15032009055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/15032009055.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
This is NOT CIGARETTE! This is some chocolate candy, though it doesnt taste good, but well, the looks kind of attract people. I can see the surprise look on people when i pull out a stick and start munching in the bus station the other time. lolz.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/08032009047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/08032009047.jpg" border="0" width="255" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
View from my bed room...
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Style hor? That is me, ok?!
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Clearing my mind for memory space in need for my clamping of lecture notes in preparation for exam......
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Zzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3610034488224170337?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3610034488224170337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3610034488224170337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3610034488224170337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3610034488224170337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-entry.html' title='Random entry'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_08032009048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-918492088495251986</id><published>2009-04-02T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:13:46.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福不灭</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/J41ddkD4V7/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/J41ddkD4V7/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=J41ddkD4V7" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=J41ddkD4V7" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=J41ddkD4V7" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=J41ddkD4V7" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/J41ddkD4V7/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/x-P-Ciq/music/eEnore2P//"&gt;幸福不滅 - 羅志祥&lt;/a&gt;
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没原因就是喜欢你 &lt;br&gt;
在初次相遇有重逢的心情&lt;br&gt;
深呼吸让心动隐形&lt;br&gt;
完美的爱情是无声的旋律&lt;br&gt;
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听我听你不确定的语气&lt;br&gt;
等我等你放下你的犹豫&lt;br&gt;
嘿如果你轻轻闭上眼睛&lt;br&gt;
我会明白你做的决定&lt;br&gt;
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cause i believe 那幸福不灭的定律&lt;br&gt;
在你手心会有谁给你的美丽&lt;br&gt;
静者恒静就让我的心安静地守着你&lt;br&gt;
祝福不用回音&lt;br&gt;
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没原因就是喜欢你&lt;br&gt;
就像海眷恋天空般的心情&lt;br&gt;
你前进看着你背影&lt;br&gt;
就足够世界无条件的放晴&lt;br&gt;
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你如果已爱上他的姓名&lt;br&gt;
爱如果已没有我的空隙&lt;br&gt;
嘿只要你可以永远开心&lt;br&gt;
我会情愿渐渐被忘记&lt;br&gt;
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cause i believe 那幸福不灭的定律&lt;br&gt;
在你手心会有谁给你的美丽&lt;br&gt;
静者恒静就让我的心安静地守着你&lt;br&gt;
把祝福送给你&lt;br&gt;
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oh i believe cause i believe&lt;br&gt;
那幸福不灭的定律&lt;br&gt;
你的手心不一定要由我握紧&lt;br&gt;
就像恒星总会有发光的原因&lt;br&gt;
oh i believe 你值得被珍惜&lt;br&gt;
也值得我放弃&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Lyrics from baidu&lt;/i&gt;
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Nice song ya.. = D
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Anyways, me growing fatter ah.. Have to revert to my hamster meals..
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&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-918492088495251986?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/918492088495251986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=918492088495251986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/918492088495251986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/918492088495251986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/04/cause-i-believe-cause-i-believe-oh-i.html' title='幸福不灭'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-9087127271033894456</id><published>2009-03-29T14:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:16:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple pleasures.</title><content type='html'>As promised, I'm back with updates.
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Been super busy with my work the past few weeks. Now that the event my company is organising is finally over, and the last few days had been very slack for me. To allow me to relax myself and ease the tension I have had so long.
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Anyways, the few days of break will only be for me to catch my breath. Coming up will be my once-a-year torture (UOL Exams). People out there, please pray for me the patience to study and wish me all the best.
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Well, yesterday was the so call Earth Hour, where all the people worldwide will off their lights at the same timing. Interesting? They still have a website. Click 
&lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/home/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.
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And last night was also JJ Lin's World Tour Concert in Singapore. Damn it, should have go instead of saving for a simple cheap getaway to neighbouring country. Well, no rooms for regret, would just get the dVd when its out. =D
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Well, some pictures to share :
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;CNY 2009 Gathering&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Gathering @ Ben's house. These are my secondary school friends, we have known each other for at least 10 years. &lt;br&gt;
Also the people in our soccer team, Dreamz.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;KTV @ Party World with colleagues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/ktv1mar/DSC03686.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/ktv1mar/DSC03686.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/ktv1mar/n600276823_1627446_1766298.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/ktv1mar/n600276823_1627446_1766298.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
KTV @ Bishan Party world with my beautiful babes and manly hunks colleagues. 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Event in Ritz Carlton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Pauline and Mike (cant really remember his name.. hehez)
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Having a super great time in this event. Get to talk to people from all around the world. Mainly from the western side of the country and locals. Din know they can be so crappy and fun, cos when we communicated in emails before the events, all seems so serious and boring. It was really a good experience for me.
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slacking off - Part I (Hawker session @ Chomp chomp)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The lychee "martini" and sugar cane.
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Dunno what they trying to do. Must be the food... &lt;br&gt;=p
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Nata de Coco and Honey sea coconut Soya bean dessert.
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Its been quite some time since I last have this kind of outing, with these kind of sinful food. Haha. Dont ask me why, I always feel these kind of food taste better than those abalone, bird nests, lobsters delicacies. Oh, btw, I boycott sharkfins de.
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slacking off - Part II (Liquid Kitchen)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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A slacking session, though quite in a rush, as I'm meeting my friends after hanging out in liquid kitchen with the gers. So din really slack enough. Maybe should do so after my exams. Sorries gers.
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Learned alot of things these few months.
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I saw myself, i saw my strengths and weaknesses.
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I saw people, and their inner world too.
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I saw my visions. I saw what I want.
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I saw lovely mirages and deadly illusions.
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It feels great that I'm still alive now, very much intact too.
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So i've learned to be more appreciative of my life, learned to get happy and satisfied by simple pleasures.
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Be it eating at hawker, with all the oil and noise floating around me.
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Be it the happiness feeling of getting to know more new friends, just like a primary 
sch kid getting to know more toy sharing kakis.
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Be it drinking with friends where I dont drink but just stay there to tok cock.
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Be it renting cars and chauffeurring friends around where I just enjoys driving.
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Be it drinkin a cold soda drink on a hot day.
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Be it the sucking away of a lighted cigarette in a windy spot. 
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These belong to me. The happiness of doing simple things and gaining pleasures from them. 
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If only a happy life consists of these ONLY.
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-9087127271033894456?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/9087127271033894456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=9087127271033894456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/9087127271033894456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/9087127271033894456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/simple-pleasures_29.html' title='Simple pleasures.'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_n656111699_1965936_2779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-213639495042963187</id><published>2009-03-24T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:55:06.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating...</title><content type='html'>Got to edit my previous entry, as I do not wish to be reminded of some stuffs.
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Will continue to update later, or maybe tomorrow.
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Just have my event over. Pretty tired, but learned alot of stuffs. 
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Stay tuned. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-213639495042963187?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/213639495042963187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=213639495042963187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/213639495042963187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/213639495042963187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/updating.html' title='Updating...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1619542587846419371</id><published>2009-03-22T20:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:47:24.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog song (edited)</title><content type='html'>My blog theme song is currently 永远在身边 - 大嘴巴
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Lyrics :
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Baby boy&lt;br&gt;
永遠永遠手牽手 一步兩步一起走&lt;br&gt;
永遠永遠要記得 我們要一起生活&lt;br&gt;
不管晴天的時候 不管下雨的時候&lt;br&gt;
不放開手到永久 我們要一起生活&lt;br&gt;
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眼淚她為你流過 也為自己掉過&lt;br&gt;
對於你們的愛 她總是抱著堅強的笑容&lt;br&gt;
錯過那些時間 謝謝她的守候&lt;br&gt;
是時候緊緊牽她的手 帶她到你的城堡裡&lt;br&gt;
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最近還好嗎 想念的心開不了口&lt;br&gt;
枯想著妳有沒有好好過 擔心著妳每天生活&lt;br&gt;
你好嗎最近如何 照顧身體工作加油&lt;br&gt;
我一個人也會勇敢好好過 不讓你擔心多一秒&lt;br&gt;
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想念著 每天每秒我們故事 每天每秒說好的事&lt;br&gt;
兩個人一起散步 是最浪漫的事&lt;br&gt;
你是我的天使 給我力量能夠堅持&lt;br&gt;
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那些關心問候 翅膀一樣的雙手 是我最幸福的所有&lt;br&gt;
心裡面有你建的角落 脆弱時我能夠躲一躲&lt;br&gt;
妳愛我像翅膀一樣溫柔的手 我要抱著妳不要再錯過&lt;br&gt;
你的愛是最藍那片天空 &lt;br&gt;cuz baby girl I'm coming back home&lt;br&gt;
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REPEAT *&lt;br&gt;
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幸福少了妳在身邊不會完整&lt;br&gt;
人潮中朝你走來那張可愛微笑的臉孔&lt;br&gt;
這份愛 不是悸動 守護一輩子的感動&lt;br&gt;
這段路踏著幸福的每一步一起牽著手&lt;br&gt;
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心疼妳會睡不好 總是縮在床的一角&lt;br&gt;
我要回來給妳依靠 哄妳看妳笑著睡著&lt;br&gt;
照片裡你的微笑 我們甜蜜得打鬧&lt;br&gt;
好希望微風把思念 代替我親吻你嘴角&lt;br&gt;
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想念著 每天每秒我們故事 每天每秒說好的事&lt;br&gt;
約定好去看的風景 愛譜成了詩&lt;br&gt;
你就是我的天使 給我力量能夠堅持&lt;br&gt;
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陽光燦爛午後 我又在街上走 你的影子不再寂寞&lt;br&gt;
想到你的身邊到不了 像個路人般看熱鬧&lt;br&gt;
經過那個屬於我們的轉角 走過兩個人曾經逛的街&lt;br&gt;
那些店還有熟悉的畫面 oh baby girl I'm coming back home&lt;br&gt;
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REPEAT *&lt;br&gt;
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沒有辦法想像 那畫面&lt;br&gt;
一個孤獨的背影走在 小公園&lt;br&gt;
一顆心 需要暖 一雙手 需要牽&lt;br&gt;
故事要有美好結局 需要兩雙手來寫&lt;br&gt;
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永遠 不是只出現在童話裡的夢&lt;br&gt;
在身邊 眼淚加了蜜糖甜&lt;br&gt;
這句點 要完美畫在無名指上&lt;br&gt;
承諾的開始 戀人們 要一起珍藏 &lt;br&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Lyrics from youtube&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1619542587846419371?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1619542587846419371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1619542587846419371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1619542587846419371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1619542587846419371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-blog-song.html' title='My blog song (edited)'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8030063118134400162</id><published>2009-03-15T01:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:25:13.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself &amp; I</title><content type='html'>No time to blog.
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No mood to blog either.
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Its been a relatively hard time for me recently. Facing my weaknesses all at once. Gonna try and change them.
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Suppressing all other feelings and thoughts I have, till I correct myself.
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I gonna need more time and more strength.
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Did not even realise that all these are so hard, especially when you are facing them all by yourself, and the only one who can help is yourself.
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孤军奋战着。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8030063118134400162?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8030063118134400162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8030063118134400162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8030063118134400162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8030063118134400162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-time-to-blog.html' title='Me, myself &amp; I'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5337937667979945914</id><published>2009-03-05T22:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:38:36.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpleasant</title><content type='html'>According to dictionary.com, it means
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&lt;i&gt;not pleasant; displeasing; disagreeable; offensive: an unpleasant taste; an unpleasant situation; an unpleasant manner.&lt;/i&gt;
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Met with the most unpleasant situation today. I hate that feeling. Not gonna elaborate anything on it.
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Gonna start my defense mechanism.
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Anyways, just wondering why god create dumb people.
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Is it one of the measures taken to prevent aliens from invading earth? 
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Imagine the alien giving up its invasion plan when they thought dumb-ness is a kind of infection on earth that is incurable.
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Or is it a blessing to be dumb? So one will have less things to think about due to the poor processing ability of the brain.
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Or maybe, being dumb is being happy.
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.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5337937667979945914?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5337937667979945914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5337937667979945914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5337937667979945914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5337937667979945914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/unpleasant.html' title='Unpleasant'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2698143678446555849</id><published>2009-03-05T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:51:01.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;UNHAPPY DAY&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2698143678446555849?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2698143678446555849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2698143678446555849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2698143678446555849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2698143678446555849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7923579662686327605</id><published>2009-03-02T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:17:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up...</title><content type='html'>Had been trying to catch up with all my friends since last week. Had been online more often now, and going out with my friends almost everyday. Its nice to know everyone is still alive. Hahaha..
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Been back to my joker-mood. Had been emo for a while and should get my ass back to reality now.
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Sometimes I feel I'm like an entertainer, trying to entertain people. That's because I always feel good when I see someone smile than frown. So ya, dont be mistaken if I'm giving special attention to you. I just want to see more smile than frowning. That's all.
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Back to my work, I'm still ever busy. I've heard that people thought I'm slacking because I always walk here walk there (klkk symptoms). Quite pissed when I hear this. I'm not fucking slacking. I got short attention life span, so in order to concentrate on my piece of work, I will take short breaks in between, so that when I get back, I will have full concentration on it. Ignorant idiots.. 
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Anyways, I GOT MY PHONE LE. Its Nokia 5800. My first touch phone. &lt;b&gt;SHIOK&lt;/b&gt; wor. =)
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Pictures will be upload the next entry or maybe later. I'm lazy now. 
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zZzZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7923579662686327605?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7923579662686327605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7923579662686327605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7923579662686327605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7923579662686327605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/03/catching-up.html' title='Catching up...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5480520347063798315</id><published>2009-02-28T00:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:25:59.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunfire!</title><content type='html'>Happening day today.
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The smell of gunfire pretty heavy. I can feel it all over the place with the young casualty fleeing. Should not go into details, as I do not know the complete story.
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Went LOT 1 shopping after work just now. =)
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Planning to buy a new handphone. Have 3 candidates in mind. Apple's iPhone, HTC's Dream and Nokia's music phone 5800. Still comparing. Like the Nokia and iPhone pretty much, though HTC Dream will be the next-generation phone. Hmm, having difficulties choosing, can someone help me?
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Links as follow :
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&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/features/" target="_blank"&gt;Apple iPhone&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://htcdream.com/" target="_blank"&gt;HTC Dream&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.businessweek.com/globalbiz/content/oct2008/gb2008102_473486.htm" target="_blank"&gt;NOKIA 5800&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/self/27022009148.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/self/27022009148.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/self/26022009147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/self/26022009147.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Wearing a safety goggle.
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I try to put it in the past.&lt;br&gt;
Hold onto myself and don’t look back.&lt;br&gt;
So let me go, just let me fly away,&lt;br&gt;
Let me feel the space between us growing deeper.&lt;br&gt;
Watch me now and I’ll be someone new,&lt;br&gt;
my heart will be unbroken,&lt;br&gt;
it will open up for everyone but you.&lt;br&gt;
So let’s just say goodbye, forever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5480520347063798315?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5480520347063798315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5480520347063798315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5480520347063798315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5480520347063798315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/gunfire.html' title='Gunfire!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/self/th_27022009148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-5574507217563487854</id><published>2009-02-27T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:46:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overseas plan</title><content type='html'>Planning for Australia trip in june.
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Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5574507217563487854?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5574507217563487854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5574507217563487854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5574507217563487854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5574507217563487854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/planning-for-australia-trip-in-june.html' title='Overseas plan'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6264677634960838330</id><published>2009-02-27T00:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:26:32.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M3</title><content type='html'>Hi all,
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Apologies to those who thought I'm missing. I did not. I'm still me, the same me, alive and kicking. Its just that over the weeks I'm rather caught up with work and seems to have disappear in the mid air.
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I'm back now.
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Warmest Regards.
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Ha, my sincere apologies to those whom I ignored, whom I dont call up, whom I dont meet up.
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Anyways, 2 more weeks to my prelims, and I havent even start my revision. Opps.
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Just cut my hair and change my specs. Trying to achieve new image, without going for surgical means. The next thing would be my phrase III slimming programme. I've decide to hit the track and start jogging. = )
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Finally manage to lift my burden. Had been there since January. I thought everything was my fault, tried so hard to redeem myself and to no avail. But now I realised, it wasnt entirely my fault. Feel so relieved now, had been pressing me so hard these weeks, and now I can free my mind.
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Will still be super busy with my work, to prepare upcoming events, but at the same time, have to prepare for my UPCOMING exams too. So exciting......zzzz
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Nevetheless, will continue to update my blog.
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Take care all, will catch up with you guys soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6264677634960838330?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6264677634960838330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6264677634960838330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6264677634960838330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6264677634960838330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/m3.html' title='M3'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6993243657076315613</id><published>2009-02-23T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:32:09.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog stoppage</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm, should stop blogging for a period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6993243657076315613?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6993243657076315613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6993243657076315613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6993243657076315613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6993243657076315613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-stopage.html' title='Blog stoppage'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4817004669696608427</id><published>2009-02-23T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:33:15.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failurez...</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;font size=2&gt;defeated&lt;/font&gt; by myself yet again.
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Hmm... Need some self reflecting...
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I think I'm not focusing enough, need more concentration. My thoughts always running stray.
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Gonna do something about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4817004669696608427?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4817004669696608427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4817004669696608427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4817004669696608427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4817004669696608427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/failurez.html' title='Failurez...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4630154322923288101</id><published>2009-02-22T01:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:13:49.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Therapy</title><content type='html'>This therapy works better than any therapy in the world.
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Went out shopping in bugis just now. Long time since I go shopping le. Saw so many things i wanted to buy. Went in shops after shops to see those shirts and pants and berms. Eventually, bought a shirt from Natural Project. Then after that went to this NewUrbanMale shop. Went in and try the flip flop. When I told my friend i wanted to try the pink and red de, he was totally turned off by me. Dunno y, i seems to like pink stuffs nowadays. Anyways, due to my fat and small feet, I can't get the correct size. Size 7/8 too long for me, then 6 too squeezy for me. got 20% off, yet can't buy.&lt;br&gt;Angry...
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After that went to meet up with Sin May to go Ktv @ serangoon gardens. We always end up singing retro mandarin songs like, before arron kwok cut his mushroom hair, wang jie etc.. And lucky she drove, so I can have free ride home.
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Best part was, the parrallel parkin was by me, after sweating for around 5 mins, finally got her car in. I couldnt park in serangoon garden's parrellel slots de, cos very small slot. This time so happy, can park in le, though took quite some time. = D
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AND, tmr going Ktv again, with my colleagues.
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What a nice weekend. Should go shopping and Ktv more. Ease my stressed up mood pretty much.
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Saw the trailer for Transformer : Revenge of the Fallen. It simply rocks lor. Confirm must watch. I will sure catch the preview, but it will only be out after june. Sad, must wait...zzz
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Transformer official site &lt;a href="http://www.transformersmovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. 
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But nevermind, still got the lastest installment to my favourite car movie, Fast and Furious. It will be release somewhere in april or may. Got tuner and muscle car this time, and the actors are from the first and second movie de.
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Fast and Furious official site &lt;a href="http://www.fastandfuriousmovie.net/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; .
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Hope all you guys have a nice weekend too. =)
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&lt;i&gt;Note : this is my sat 21 Feb 09 entry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4630154322923288101?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4630154322923288101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4630154322923288101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4630154322923288101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4630154322923288101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail Therapy'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4649758383452898447</id><published>2009-02-21T14:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:52:28.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So dE@d</title><content type='html'>I'm so dead.
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I'm so tired.
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I'm so so dead tired...
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I realised I cant multi task. I cant focus on more than 1 thing at a time. Brain malfunctioning and keeps failing me all the time. Any brain boosters for me?
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So busy with my work. No time to reply people, sometimes I'll take hours and days to reply people simple messages, or maybe I'm lazy in a way too. I dont even on my msn nowadays, maybe once a week only. So if you are looking for me, drop me an email. I check my email more regularly nowadays. hahaaz.
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Actually i missed the games in my facebook. But I lazy to activate my account back. 
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I'm just so lazy nowadays. So lazy to be bothered with anything or anyone. So please dont say I'm ignoring you or watever, cos I'm treating everyone the same. And I'm so sleepy too. Go where also sleep. And everytime sleep on train and bus, then sure miss my stops... zzzz
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And I'm lazy to type my entry now, so should stop here. =D
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&lt;i&gt;p.s. I need a haircut, but I'm so lazy to go for it... Zzzz &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4649758383452898447?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4649758383452898447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4649758383452898447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4649758383452898447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4649758383452898447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-ded.html' title='So dE@d'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7406095598638694750</id><published>2009-02-17T08:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:11:45.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Entry</title><content type='html'>This is moi 100th entry. I also don't know I blogged that much.
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Anyways, am &lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;b&gt;DYING&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt; from the &lt;b&gt;STRESS&lt;/b&gt; of work and studies.&lt;br&gt;
Still trying very hard to cope. Hope to push my limits. Its not easy wor.
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And my very nice PC died on me the dunno how many times. 1 year old only, yet always want to commit suicide, so xiang bu kai one. Dunno CPR him how many times le. &lt;br&gt;
Angry....&lt;br&gt;
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And my dear Jazz still so expensive... zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7406095598638694750?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7406095598638694750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7406095598638694750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7406095598638694750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7406095598638694750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/100th-entry.html' title='100th Entry'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-3057759277311411475</id><published>2009-02-15T20:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:05:34.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling better. = )</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note : edited again at 11pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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Feeling much better le, although still having on and off stomachaches.
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Thanks everyone for your concern. =)
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Was testing my new blog skin at my other blog url, initially everything was well, then I go act smart, try to make it better, den corrupt the whole coding, now have to re-edit again. 
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As mentioned earlier in my previous blog, I have spent most of my time working the past weeks, so having more time to interact with my colleagues. So I was chatting with this older colleague. I was like asking him, why he do not want to get married since he's like turning 40 soon. So his reply was like "why do I have to marry?" But he did explain to me the reasons. He told me to consider a few factors before preparing for marriage, of which, I totally agreed with him.  
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The other day, i was exploring the Facebook, then play until delete some of my friends. Kanna scold some more.. Hahaz. Den I saw the "Deactivate" button. So I clicked on it. Opps, I just disappeared from everyone's list le. Haha.
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Anyways, life really did change for the better for me, at least in my perception.
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&lt;i&gt;Smoking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I reduced my smoking effectively. Used to stop smoking completely, but didnt quite work, becos I will just pick up whenever I not feeling good. So i adopt the reduce-smoking-till-I-can-dont smoke strategy now.
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&lt;i&gt;Finances&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
From all the not eating and reduced smoking, I saved up enough money for my school revision fees and creditcard bills.
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And from my OT, got just enough for my weekly medical bills.
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So, if I dont get into any shit problem, I should be able to make it.&lt;br&gt;
Saving up to buy a new phone, to replace my old stupid N80. Am thinking of Samsung F480, I think i can get it at below $0 or iPhone at below $300. Any comments or suggestions?
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&lt;i&gt;PSP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
My psp is really going to die le. Must prepare a grand wake for it. ='(
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I really love my psp lor.&lt;br&gt;
Am saving up to buy an mp3 player to replace it. 
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&lt;i&gt;Work&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Learnt to stay focus now. Able to understand much more things. I think my brain processing power is back, maybe due to the increased sleep hours. From previous 3 plus hours per day to 5 plus hours. = D
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&lt;i&gt;Others&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
So in love with Jazz now. Looking forward to bring her home to show my daddy and mummy. They will be surprise wor. Hahahaz.
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And learnt to take things easy. At the same time, my heck care attitude is back le. So people out there, if I din bother about you, not because I forget you or you are not important to me, but just that I'm taking the easy way out, i do not want any commitment in any relationship, even in friendships.
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Anyway, some pictures I took over this period of Chinese new year, mainly food de. lolz. 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;CNY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Pre CNY Lunch with my colleagues. Its at a coffeeshop near Pasir panjang warehouse de. The food not bad. Can bring you guys go eat if u want.
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My reunion dinner @ home.
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Lou Hei @ home.
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2nd reunion dinner @ Pariss Seafood Buffet. Include Lou Hei too. Food nice, but too crowded, so very sian.
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HOuse viSiting on First day of CNY. At my granny's house. So crowded lor. Then the house became a gambling den lor. From the picture above u can tell lor, some more no age limit. lolz..
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;KTV at Bugis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The first KTV with so many strangers. Half of the people I dont know. There were a total of more than 10 people. In the end, I sang only 2 solo songs. Hahahaa.. I din got time to sing JJ lin's song though. Haha. But got people say i voice nice.. Haha, I think she din clear her ears properly. Hahaz =p
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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My workplace... I'm really busy de wor... although i klkk all the time, (walk here walk tere in hokkien), thats my habit lar, dun believe can ask my close friends.
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Went drinking with my friend the other day at Brotzeit German Bier Bar &amp; Restaurant. Its german beer, so the beer is suppose to be better and nicer. So I ordered a small dunno what mango mix beer (the glass on the left) and thought maybe this time I can finish it. And as usual, I can't finish, left about half glass. Actually I hate alcoholic drink. Maybe except Lychee Martini and Baileys with chocolate or strawberry milk. =)
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My favourite food at Kopithiam in PS. The Indonesia food at far corner of the food court. Superb nice lor, their BBQ set. A must eat. Dun believe, look at the girl who is eating :
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me.. lolz..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The blur face...
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The come-whack-my-face face...
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The dunno-what-face face...
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The usual face...
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The very shagged face...
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Anyways, saw the tuzi (super band season 2 champion) in hougang point just now. 2 of them though. They were dinning in Sakae Sushi.
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And nowadays, I cherish my weekend more. It used to be any other days to me. Now, its so important to me. Can sleep until sun bake my backside wor.
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Sunday is soon over. So sad.. Its monday again. ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3057759277311411475?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3057759277311411475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3057759277311411475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3057759277311411475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3057759277311411475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-better_15.html' title='Feeling better. = )'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/cny09/th_22012009024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-5096559492093467494</id><published>2009-02-14T10:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:45:21.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still PAin paIN</title><content type='html'>Past few days were so shiok. My stomach finally gave up on me.
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I think I kanna gastric flu.
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After my last entry, i was down with fever that night, with the whole day just diarohhea-ing.. 
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The next few days basically suffering from pain combos... Headache, stomachache, backache together wor. Average no. of times i shit per day is about 10 times. And I dont understand why my back "add one leg" in....
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Shiok, tormenting me while i trying so hard to focus on my preparation on my company's audit.
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Was so busy these recent weeks, that i simply got no time for any other things. Apologies to those whom I ignored.
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Wish me recover soon. May need to go office to do work tomorrow, cos I stomach too pain yesterday, couldnt finish my work. ='(
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Anyways, Happy Valentine's day to all. Enjoy this special day if you are never nice to your special one before. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5096559492093467494?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5096559492093467494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5096559492093467494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5096559492093467494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5096559492093467494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-pain-pain.html' title='Still PAin paIN'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1500588538140339455</id><published>2009-02-11T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:26:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain pain</title><content type='html'>Arrgghhh... gastric problem again... 
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Everywhere also pain, feels like an old man now... 
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@#$%^&amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1500588538140339455?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1500588538140339455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1500588538140339455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1500588538140339455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1500588538140339455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/pain-pain.html' title='Pain pain'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6373531198659789321</id><published>2009-02-10T12:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:59:49.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not feeling well.</title><content type='html'>I'm still not feeling well.
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There's always things you can change, but there's always some you can't, its call uncertainty. I hate it, its just makes you feel lousy.
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So lousy that it affects every aspects of your life.
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And to recover, you dont know how...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6373531198659789321?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6373531198659789321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6373531198659789321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6373531198659789321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6373531198659789321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-feeling-well.html' title='Not feeling well.'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8332004508258347516</id><published>2009-02-06T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:19:13.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know what to do</title><content type='html'>I'm so overwhelmed by work this week&lt;br&gt;
I can hardly breathe&lt;br&gt;
I trying hard, real hard to not lose my pace and become the lazy me in the past&lt;br&gt;
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But I feel sad when I'm being misunderstood all the time&lt;br&gt;
Especially when the misunderstanding comes from the closest person&lt;br&gt;
I feel my heart is bleeding with closed wounds&lt;br&gt;
I dont know how to stop the bleeding&lt;br&gt;
I dont know who can help me this time&lt;br&gt;
I'm feel so alone&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm so freaking broke&lt;br&gt;
My medical bills is taking up a not-small portion of my pay&lt;br&gt;
My school revision class needs payment&lt;br&gt;
My credit card bill is counting the interests&lt;br&gt;
My red packets are out for the sake of debt-return&lt;br&gt;
I got no time to work once I start preparing for my exam in April&lt;br&gt;
I dont know what to do&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And I realised I'm always the one staying behind&lt;br&gt;
People have move on&lt;br&gt;
But yet I'm just here, waiting for her to even turn her head around&lt;br&gt;
I dont know how to move on&lt;br&gt;
I dont know how not to miss her&lt;br&gt;
I dont know how to stop loving her&lt;br&gt;
I dont know what to do&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm really feeling very miserable&lt;br&gt;
For the first time in my life, I'm feeling I'm totally crashed by everything around me&lt;br&gt;
I'm super lost.....&lt;br&gt;
I dont know what to do next&lt;br&gt;
Dont tell me to look on the bright side&lt;br&gt;
There is nothing that I can even catch a glimpse of.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;This is not any lyrics from any songs, its what I'm feeling now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8332004508258347516?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8332004508258347516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8332004508258347516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8332004508258347516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8332004508258347516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='I dont know what to do'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-356110500830842850</id><published>2009-02-02T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:05:32.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Out all the rest</title><content type='html'>I dreamed I was missing&lt;br&gt;
You were so scared&lt;br&gt;
But no one would listen&lt;br&gt;
Cause no one else cared&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
After my dreaming&lt;br&gt;
I woke with this fear&lt;br&gt;
What am i leaving&lt;br&gt;
When I'm done here&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So if you're asking me&lt;br&gt;
I want you to know&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
When my time comes&lt;br&gt;
Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br&gt;
Help me leave behind some&lt;br&gt;
Reasons to be missed&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And don't resend me&lt;br&gt;
And when you're feeling empty&lt;br&gt;
Keep me in your memory&lt;br&gt;
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Don't be afraid&lt;br&gt;
I've taken my beating&lt;br&gt;
I've shed but I'm me&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm strong on the surface&lt;br&gt;
Not all the way through&lt;br&gt;
I've never been perfect&lt;br&gt;
But neither have you&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So if you're asking me&lt;br&gt;
I want you to know&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
When my time comes&lt;br&gt;
Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br&gt;
Help me leave behind some&lt;br&gt;
Reasons to be missed&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Don't resent me&lt;br&gt;
And when you're feeling empty&lt;br&gt;
Keep me in your memory&lt;br&gt;
Leave out all the rest, Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Forgetting all the hurt inside&lt;br&gt;
You've learned to hide so well&lt;br&gt;
Pretending someone else can come&lt;br&gt;
And save me from myself&lt;br&gt;
I can't be who you are&lt;br&gt;
I can't be who you are&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Lyrics from metrolyrics.com&lt;/i&gt;
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I hate it, I really hate it. Why is my mood spoiled by you all the time. I've tried fucking hard to do whatever you asked me to do, till fear strike me whenever I've to face you. I had done my best in accomodating you. I don't know how far I can stretch myself.
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FuckED again.
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p.s. if you are reading this, I'm not referring to you. Referring a person who dont read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-356110500830842850?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/356110500830842850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=356110500830842850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/356110500830842850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/356110500830842850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/leave-out-all-rest.html' title='Leave Out all the rest'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1906882283009716686</id><published>2009-02-02T16:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:53:12.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything just sux..</title><content type='html'>Everything around me just sux. Or am I the person who sux.
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I can't differentiate now.
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I'm really trying very hard, very hard not to fuck things up.
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Or maybe I'm just beyond any redeemption.
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Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1906882283009716686?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1906882283009716686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1906882283009716686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1906882283009716686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1906882283009716686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-just-sux.html' title='Everything just sux..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5986672830430639938</id><published>2009-01-30T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:57:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, it hurts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;
&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG, its painful...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;it really does hurts, my back problem is killing me.....&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5986672830430639938?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5986672830430639938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5986672830430639938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5986672830430639938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5986672830430639938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-it-hurts.html' title='OMG, it hurts..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6665877284211409572</id><published>2009-01-28T09:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:44:39.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated entry for...</title><content type='html'>Yes, this entry especially for one of my friend.
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Its regarding her dream. Its the most ridiculously funny &amp; weird dream I had ever heard of. What prince, what fish bites what jump on the prince from high level &amp; prince not getting hurt......
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and how sharks fight against sharks to protect human in a cruise...... 
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAUGHING OUT LOUD.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Should not go into the details, if not no more weird dream-stories from her anymore. Hahaha. I've always love the nonsensical logics in dreams. How things can link to another in the most unexpected and strange manner.
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Anyways, wishing everyone a Prosperous &amp; Happy Lunar New Year! 
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New blog skin under development, it will be a superb simple and white background kind of skin.
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Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6665877284211409572?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6665877284211409572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6665877284211409572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6665877284211409572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6665877284211409572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/dedicated-entry-for.html' title='Dedicated entry for...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-3073657308656922784</id><published>2009-01-20T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:56:45.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我要加油!</title><content type='html'>Doing up a new blog skin.&lt;br&gt;
Procurement stage for my blogshop.&lt;br&gt;
Negotiating payment for my website project.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
A good year to start with!
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This year I'm gonna make it a special year for me. My 27th year on earth le wor. Lolz. 
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Will share my dreams with you guys when I've them all planned up. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3073657308656922784?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3073657308656922784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3073657308656922784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3073657308656922784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3073657308656922784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_20.html' title='&lt;font size=2&gt;我要加油!&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7046041028592382739</id><published>2009-01-18T17:44:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:32:16.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself and I</title><content type='html'>Today is sunday. Today is also a good day. Today I went for a badminton session with my poly friend, and he brought along 4 other friends, mostly my age, except a girl born in the year of snake. ZZzz. Today I sweat alot. Today, but today everything seems weird.
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Was in office the whole yesterday, trying to finish some stuffs. Kinda a difficult task for me, but manage to complete it. Although I doubt its useful.
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Packing my room, then become nostalgic. Saw so many missing items I was looking for previously. If only every missing item can be recollected in this way, that will be great. I saw my toddler picture, I must admit I've changed alot, in terms of looks. I must say I looked damn freaking cute, no wonder every aunties want to hug me, pinch me and kiss me when I'm young. Hahahahaa. Will try to post my picture soon, now no scanner. =(
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My mum is sick for more than a week. Still refuse to see doctor. She got no voice to talk. At least she can't nag me for the time being. Opps =X
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Anyway, hope she get well soon and start baking more cookies. Misses her chinese new year cookies. *Salivate
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Anyways, some pictures...
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12012009004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12012009004.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Some gifts received during the festive period. The carrot damn cute de. Those who watched BOLTZ will know. *wink
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/18012009015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/18012009015.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Suddenly I found some wallets to use. Everyday can change 1 now. Hhahaz
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/18012009013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/18012009013.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The movie tickets lying at the bottom of my drawer. Interesting, watched movies with so many people. They belong to different group of people. And some neo prints too. One of them contain my first gf. Hahaz. Can imagine how long ago le. And of course my favourite is the long slip of paper. Its call parking slips. This kind of parking slot is special. One slot for $30. Zzz..
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/ABCD0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/ABCD0001.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Not my lighters, I don't need them, I don't smoke, AT ALL. = )
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/P1030130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/P1030130.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Christmas party in my office.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/P1030123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/P1030123.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
All the babes and hunks. =)
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Found the Backstreet Boys CDs I bought last time. Some songs are just so nice, must let you guys hear.
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Anyways, was pretty down this few days. I couldnt stop thinkin about somethings and someone. Was wondering IF I could turn back time to rectify the mistake I've made, but, being the practical me, I've neber allow IF to be in my dictionary. So ya, there's is practically NOTHING I can do.
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I had never really know how to handle relationships. I SUX in it. I almost ruin every relationships I have, and most of the time, I have to struggle to keep them. And I'm so thankful for those who stayed by my side. I'm a loner, I dont deny, but I do enjoy company from all my friends. Recently, just chatted on MSN with a ger who walk out on me years ago. For the first time in so many years, we can hee hee haa haa in our conversation. I'm just happy she did not forget me.
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Emo entry? Haha, of course emo lar. Being reject wor. Haha. It's ok anyway. It's my fault. I should be condemn instead. But life still goes on. I need to learn alot of things wor. Learning how to handle relationships, handle girls, handle my life. Let this be a painful lesson, which I will always bear in mind.
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Yes, I freaking miss her.
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I'm not writing this entry for her. By now, she must have forgotten me, forgotten whatever we went through, forgotten we were even friends, before. So I seriously doubt she will ever read my blog in the first place. My blog is just my personnal online memory. In case I really do get senile or anything happen to me, at least I still have some pieces of my memories left behind.
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&lt;i&gt;p.s. What should I do? To hide or to wait? Or, let nature takes its course. ZZZ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7046041028592382739?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7046041028592382739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7046041028592382739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7046041028592382739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7046041028592382739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, myself and I'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_12012009004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-3260134655947237579</id><published>2009-01-15T12:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:37:50.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>谈恋爱</title><content type='html'>Nice and meaningful song about love relationships :
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&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MPHCc0RQBe/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MPHCc0RQBe/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=MPHCc0RQBe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=MPHCc0RQBe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=MPHCc0RQBe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=MPHCc0RQBe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/MPHCc0RQBe/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/x-P-Ciq/music/QFl2TJQc/liu_zhong_yi_tan_lian_ai/"&gt;Tan Lian Ai - Liu Zhong Yi&lt;/a&gt;
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(male) 如果给你只有那么多 你会不会反而爱上我&lt;br&gt;
如果对你爱得太多 会不会让自己更寂寞&lt;br&gt;
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( female )要是对你什么都不说 你有没有耐性等待我&lt;br&gt;
爱情这个游戏什么都不做 就不会错&lt;br&gt;
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(male) 拥抱别人有多么好过&lt;br&gt;
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(female) 被人拥抱是否更快活 &lt;br&gt;
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(both) 选择无声无息保持沉默 还是宁愿爱了再说&lt;br&gt;
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(both) 可能我们 大概我们 还没真的准备好怎么承受难过 找到爱你的原因 而不想看到了结果&lt;br&gt;
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Chorus :&lt;br&gt;
(Both)两个人一天到晚谈恋爱 可是谁了解什么才是爱&lt;br&gt;
如果把一切说明白 游戏就不精彩 感动的心就会停摆&lt;br&gt;
每个人只想好好谈恋爱 有没有想象两个人的未来&lt;br&gt;
我期待 而忘了现在 现在的你 何时离开&lt;br&gt;
*现在的我在预知未来  可能是我主动离开&lt;br&gt; 
现在我有多喜欢你 留给你猜 &lt;br&gt;
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My back condition is deteriorating. Have to book appointment with my previous specialist in SGH. Usually when there's is problem, it lasts about a month. For this time, it has been there since Oct last year.
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Hope everything is fine after consultation, I really do not wish for a surgery. I have siamed the surgery when I'm younger, I wonder can I siam it this time, when I'm much older. Hope nothing serious.
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Chinese New year is like in less than 2 weeks time. But I totally don't feel excited. I hate all the PR sessions. I hate all the fake facial espressions people have. I hate all the fake concerns. I hate to do house visits. I practically hate the people I'm going to see. Why must people show concern only on such occasions? Why not on a regular basis? Why must them be so fake, I'm clueless. Normally, I will be in a corner, not wanting to get into their fake conversations. Don't tell me they are catching up with one another. It's obviously not. They are just comparing their quality of lifestyle with one another. 
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Anyways, got to prepare a set of FAQs for Chinese New year nevertheless. I want to test my crappiness and fake-ness level.
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^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3260134655947237579?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3260134655947237579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3260134655947237579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3260134655947237579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3260134655947237579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_15.html' title='谈恋爱'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8024200208441279195</id><published>2009-01-14T18:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:57:59.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing on..</title><content type='html'>My mum just called my sis to say that one of the lecturer came to my house to visit me.
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Wondering why. Must be my disappearance from the lectures.
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Anyway, this year's schedule will be quite tight till my exams in May. Gonna juggle work and studies concurrently. 
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Below is the rough schedule :
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;School Schedule&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Work Schedule&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Feb 09 ~ End of school term&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Feb 09 ~ Preparation of Mar event / 2nd Part Time job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Mar 09 ~ Prelim&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Mar 09 ~ Event / 2nd Part Time job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Apr 09 ~ Overseas revision&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Apr 09 ~ Part Time job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;May 09 ~ Exams&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=50% align=center valign=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;May 09 ~ Part Time job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I think its gonna be a busy year for me, at least for the first half of year. Therefore, I gonna reward myself with a holiday in end of Mar or a long holiday after my exams in May.
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I'll be pressing on, regardless of any obstacles encountered in between. 
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为我加油!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8024200208441279195?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8024200208441279195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8024200208441279195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8024200208441279195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8024200208441279195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/pressing-on.html' title='Pressing on..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6421664968577301152</id><published>2009-01-14T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:15:27.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-titled</title><content type='html'>I thought we are together in this.
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Am I not even worthy of an opportunity to redeem my flaws?
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Is this all?
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I'm a real joker now wor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6421664968577301152?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6421664968577301152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6421664968577301152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6421664968577301152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6421664968577301152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/non-titled.html' title='Non-titled'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4286009264619822661</id><published>2009-01-12T08:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:00:15.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?????</title><content type='html'>This is what I'm feeling over the weekend.
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Just got my examination dates, my torment this time is quite short, about 10 days, normally it will only end in the end of May, this time, pretty early. I should be leaving singapore afer the examinations, for a long holiday, or at least a short one in the neighbouring country. For a relaxing sit-on-the-beach-and-smoke-my-life-away lifestyle. Haha. 
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Thought I had broke up with my best friend, but, we got reunited whenever I'm having problems. We are as close as in the past. We enjoyed the speechless conversations. If you don't know what i'm talking about, pls refer to my previous entry dated 17 Nov 08.
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Anyways, my exam schedule as follows :&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
Management Mathematics : 12 May 09, Afternoon paper&lt;br&gt;
Management Science Methods : 15 May 09, Morning paper&lt;br&gt;
Introduction to Business &amp; Management : 21 May 09, Morning paper&lt;br&gt;
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Like I mentioned earlier, I'm in a ??? kind of daze.
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I skipped class on Saturday, and went to Junwei's church. I don't know why I was there too.&lt;br&gt;
Was there the whole day. Suddenly I've a new perception of religion. I'm speakin as a whole, not just christianity alone. And I don't think I should go into details as it may be quite sensitive.
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The thinking is just weird. I dont know how to describe in words, if you want to know, call me, I will tell you what I'm thinking, then you judge for me.
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Had watched Ong Bak 2 with Minghan and his girlfriend, story too immerse in violence. But this time, not only muay thai used, chinese kungfu, weapons and different kind of martial arts used, though mainly is muay thai. I couldn't enjoy the show, because I don't understand the story, although I enjoyed the fighting scenes. But I think there's a sequel to it. Its only until the lights turn on, then I realised the show ended. = (&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;????
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Anyways, I always thought that I'm the kind of person who welcome changes, changes that change my everyday routine work. Then I realised I'm not this kind of person. In fact I don't. It kind of difficult to break away from the routine schedule. Like for EXAMPLE/s, Working from this time to that time, sleeping during lunchtime, not eating dinner, missing somebody, etc. When there's a change to my routine lifestyle, I'm kind of feel very unbalance.
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Maybe I'm too old for these kind of things. No wonder people always say to settle down when you are young. Its difficult to accomodate changes when you get older, I think I realised the difficulties now, ya, when I'm older now. Haha. I do not know when I can settle down, it seems like a dream in a faraway land, unreachable, unseeable. Maybe my settle down way is simple, finish my degree, get a freaking job and work my life into my coffin. Very irresponsible isn't it? Well, but at least there is no attachment to anything, anyplace, anyone. You wun feel heartbroken, and nobody will be bothered with you nor get heartbroken by you. Win win situation isn't it? Y not? 
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Ya, I wish. The first ones to kill me would then be my parents, who will referred me as irresponsible son. Haha.
I think I probably got to work hard, get a wife who loves me like I loves her, get children, work my ass off and happy early retirement, and, not neglecting my parents at the same time. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Hmm, I think this the perfect life i want.
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Anyways, pictures from last friday's my colleague, Jolene's last day :
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The happy girl and her gifts.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4286009264619822661?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4286009264619822661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4286009264619822661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4286009264619822661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4286009264619822661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='?????'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_IMG_0995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-5508841454028280413</id><published>2009-01-05T20:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:31:27.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN THE END</title><content type='html'>It starts with love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

One thing&lt;br&gt;
I don't know why&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter how hard you try&lt;br&gt;
Keep that in mind&lt;br&gt;
I designed this rhyme to explain in due time&lt;br&gt;
(All I know)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Time is a (valuable thing)&lt;br&gt;
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings&lt;br&gt;
Watch it count down to the end of the day&lt;br&gt;
The clock (ticks life away)&lt;br&gt;
(It's so unreal)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Didn't look out (below)&lt;br&gt;
Watch the time go (right out the window)&lt;br&gt;
Tried to hold on, but (didn't even know)&lt;br&gt;
I wasted it all just to(watch you go)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I kept everything inside&lt;br&gt;
And even though I tried&lt;br&gt;
It all fell apart&lt;br&gt;
What it meant to me&lt;br&gt;
Will eventually be&lt;br&gt;
A memory&lt;br&gt;
Of a time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I tried so hard&lt;br&gt;
And got so far&lt;br&gt;
But in the end&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I had to fall&lt;br&gt;
To lose it all&lt;br&gt;
But in the end&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

One thing&lt;br&gt;
I don't know why&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter how hard you try&lt;br&gt;
Keep that in mind&lt;br&gt;
I designed this rhyme to remind myself how I&lt;br&gt;
(Tried so hard)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

In spite of the way you were mocking me&lt;br&gt;
Acting like I was part of your property&lt;br&gt;
Remembering all the times you fought with me&lt;br&gt;
I'm surprised(It got so far)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Things (aren't the way they were before)&lt;br&gt;
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore&lt;br&gt;
Not that you knew me back then&lt;br&gt;
But it all comes back to me(In the end)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

You kept everything inside&lt;br&gt;
And even though I tried&lt;br&gt;
It all fell apart&lt;br&gt;
(What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I tried so hard&lt;br&gt;
And got so far&lt;br&gt;
But in the end&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I had to fall&lt;br&gt;
To lose it all&lt;br&gt;
But in the end&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I put my trust in you&lt;br&gt;
Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br&gt;
For all this&lt;br&gt;
There's only one thing you should know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I put my trust in you!&lt;br&gt;
Pushed as far as I can go!&lt;br&gt;
For all this!&lt;br&gt;
There's only one thing you should know!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I tried so hard&lt;br&gt;
And got so far&lt;br&gt;
But in the end&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I had to fall&lt;br&gt;
To lose it all&lt;br&gt;
But in the end&lt;br&gt;
It doesn't even matter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Lyrics from&lt;br&gt;
http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/l/linkin_park/in_the_end.html&lt;/i&gt;
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It all started because I read something, which trigger my deep emotions. Its kinda a retarded response. I thought I had it throw behind me all along. But it still affects me now. Why?
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Fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5508841454028280413?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5508841454028280413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5508841454028280413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5508841454028280413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5508841454028280413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2009/01/surge-of-emotion.html' title='IN THE END'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5161637602564834932</id><published>2008-12-31T21:49:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:47:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of 2008!</title><content type='html'>Countdown! Counting down to 2009. The tropical island and the whole world are throwing countdown parties. 
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Well, I have my countdown party at home, with my dear. My PSP. = D
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Anyways, these are some pictures taken during this year, which I do not have a chance to upload online :
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Birthday Surprise - by &lt;i&gt;Yasmine / Nita&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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Its been a long time since I last met up with Yasmine (my kaka) and Nita. So finally, we found the time to gather. I did not see Yasmine's baby boy before, so this is the first time I'm meeting him, so was pretty excited. The location was in my kaka's house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1837.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1837.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
3 of us posing...
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Still posing...
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Kaka's baby boy.. Forgot how to spell the name. Opps.. 
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Smart baby. Always know how to look at the camera when taking pictures.
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See... I told you!
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Tickling the baby boy.. hahaha.
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Kaka together with her maid prepare a simple yet delicious lunch for us. We really had our fill.
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There was a BIG Bowl of wanton soup. Its only later that I realised both Nita and me are suppose to finish the soup. A plate of well fried mini drumsticks. A plate of hard boiled egg in satay sauce, unique to me, but the taste mix well. And I have pineapple juice.
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Picture us before our tummy become more obvious!!
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And while we are eating, Kaka's baby boy was busy entertaining himself. He was so engross with the television, that he doesnt require any attention on him. Amazing. The following picture testify the fact.
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Ah boy ah.. NO touch screen yet, please sit back and relax.
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I think he realised no touch screen too.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1813.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1813.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Our teat time dessert. A very sinful one. Hot chocolate with mashmallows. I love it. I love chocolate with mashmallows, it always make me melt. 
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And this the part. I was happily having the hot chocolate with mashmallows, and suddenly Kaka and Nita was telling me they want to give Aguss (dunno how to spell, Kaka's hubby) a surprise, so they bought a cake for him. They ask me to go to him and distract him, make sure he doesnt comes to the kitchen. So, without asking any question, I was out to distract him, happily, unknowningly.
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Little did I know, the cake was for me. It was a belated birthday cake for me. When they start singing the birthday song for me, did I realised this surprise was planned for me. Oh my god. I wasnt really expecting this, totally not. I'm so shocked. But yap, the pleasant surprise melted me. Thank you so much Kaka and Nita.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1822.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1822.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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The baby boy sharing my surprise.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1840-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1840-1.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
See, smart baby, always know how to look at the camera.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1789.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/yasmine_hse_31dec08/DSCN1789.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The present we have for each other.
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&lt;b&gt;Pictures taken in Swissotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12112008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12112008.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Taken from 56th floor!
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The following pictures is taken from same spot, in different time and weather conditions :
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The layout of the room :
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My most awaited object when i go hotel, the BATH TUB. But such a waste, I really got no time to fully utilize it.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12112008471.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12112008471.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The cupboard. Inside got safe, got iron, got bath robe, got pillows, got temporary slippers, got... lazy to type..
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&lt;b&gt;KPE Opening Ceremony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Entrance from old tampines road direction to KPE.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/Swingkpe-insidetunnel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/Swingkpe-insidetunnel.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
In the tunnel.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/14092008394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/14092008394.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The goodie bag.
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&lt;b&gt;Some random pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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In one of the corner in DBL O, slacking..
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Was trying clothes to wear for my primary school's friend, Xiao Tian's Wedding. A bit hiao while trying the shirts, so took a picture.
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Some teddy bear ting. Forgot what is it exactly.
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The most famous hairstyle in early 90s. Mushroom-center-parting hairstyle. Haha.
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Guess my profession.
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Cheesecake with strawberry topping &amp; a fruit tea. Bought this as dessert the other day.
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X'mas Eve gathering with my relatives. First time we ever have a group picture taken.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Studies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It was the 3rd year of my course, where everyone was doing their final year in their degree course. But I'm not. And I failed my Intro to Econs the 3rd time such that this module is considered condoned and I can no longer take this module under UOL. 
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However, I continued my course in part time basis, and with a change in course, from Management to Business. With the left over modules separate into 2 years, therefore, my graduation year is in 2010.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finances&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I started workin Full-time-temporary job in oct. Still working now. But I failed to save up enough for my school fees as well as the promised-myself saving amount. However, I do not need to get pocket money from my parents anymore.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Relationships&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Broken up with my girlfriend a few months back. Am single now. Waiting for the so called "THE RIGHT ONE" to appear.
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Communication channels between my family and me are generally clear and okay.
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Friends are getting lesser. Losing friends seem like inevitable, I do not know why. Friends could just disappear without saying bye bye, perhaps right from the start they are meant to be this way, just that I did not realise this. I hope the remaining friends I have do not adopt the disappear-without-saying-bye-bye strategy.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life in general&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Not too bad. Even went overseas to Australia after my exams, somewhere in Jun-July period. Great time I have there. Got to know new friends, new colleagues, and getting to learn new things. 
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Definitely a very important year for me. Decisions make could affect my future in a drastic way. I can no longer use the try-my-luck attitude to get things done. I believe my luck have been quite good to have last me this long, and I seriously think that I should do some planning for myself, for my future.
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My exam will be around mid-year period. I should start reading through my course notes early next year, perhaps after Chinese New year, which is rather early this time, around late January. And I seriously hope I can attempt the Mock Exam paper in March, though not compulsory, but why not.
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I don't think I enjoy working. Although I got a great superior and wonderful colleagues around me, but perhaps, I'm really a lousy employee, who only thinks of other less important things all the time and not putting in full concentrate in work. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe, I'm just finding excuses to be LAZY.
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In search of a girlfriend who I can share everything with, and yet not compromising personal privacy. A girlfriend who I can entrust my life on, and yet not get disappointment in future. A girlfriend who will pick me up when I'm down, and yet not being too aggressive in her counselling. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe I'm asking too much.
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...
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I've always believe that life is all about balancing everything, keeping every aspects of life issues in correct proportions. But its really not easy and I know its never easy, especially for people who are lazy, ill-disciplined and not responsible.
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Anyways, i do have my own plans for future. I believe everyone have. And I gonna share the main ones here.
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::&amp;nbsp;Finish my UOL Degree&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Have a side job to constantly provide income&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Finding a stable full time job&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Preparing to get married before 30&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Having my own transportation means&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Buying flat, and doing the interior designing myself&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Having plans to set up a cafe with my sister&lt;br&gt;
::&amp;nbsp;Ultimate aim - to RETIRE before retirement age (currently the statutory retirement age is 62)&lt;br&gt;
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These are some of the issues that I'm looking at, and hope they will provide the wisdom and strength to bring me over any obstacles that I will encounter in future. And I have learnt a very important theory this year. This was impart to me by a successful business man. He said that in order to achieve something, you got to visually see that you achieve it. Initially I do not quite understand it. Until after some time, I realise it makes sense, it really do. This theory rely on the psychological assumption that the mind would actually allow oneself to have positive attitude and feel motivated, in a way shaping the correct mindset to advance towards his goal. Make sense isn't it?
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Anyway people, please wish me all the best for the new year and to the possible accomplishment of the above-mentioned points. Many thanks!
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Wishing everyone a Happy new year too, also in advance!
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p.s. Endless gratitude to all my friends who have shown their care and concern to me all this while. I really appreciate everything. Cheers to our friendship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4137885949911287446?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4137885949911287446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4137885949911287446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4137885949911287446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4137885949911287446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-weekend-of-year.html' title='Last weekend of the year!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-933378789934876866</id><published>2008-12-26T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:15:16.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lost.</title><content type='html'>Its been sometime I'm out of army. Memories of it still remain very much intact. How I actually struggled to keep myself sane in the beginning of the army days. Everyone thought I'm enjoying good life during my army days as I'm assigned to a clerical position. But seriously, I'm NOT. If given a choice, I would rather be combat fit. So that I do not have to go through what I went through.
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And I should not go into the details of what I went through. Why? Simply because no one will care.
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Now, I'm beginning to feel the same stress on my current job. No doubt its a temp job, but can be quite taxing if you under estimate the workload. I figured out I'm stupid. And adding to the list of Ashton's Assets is that I'm a freaking slow learner. I just couldn't understand a lot of things even after repeat explanations. I just get the main point wrong all the time. What's wrong with me. I thought my experience in army could help. But I was so wrong. I need strength and wisdom to guide me. But where can I find them. They always left me when I needed them the most.
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I'm seriously in despair. I'm lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-933378789934876866?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/933378789934876866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=933378789934876866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/933378789934876866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/933378789934876866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-lost.html' title='I&apos;m lost.'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6515157145375175941</id><published>2008-12-25T12:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:41:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas to All!</title><content type='html'>Just to wish everyone a Merry merry Xmas.
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Receive a number of xmas gifts from my colleagues. Its the first time I receive gifts for xmas as I do not celebrate this festival. Very surprise and in fact touched. Thank you guys so much.
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Did take some pictures during my company's xmas celebration, but, have not receive those pictures yet, should just upload pictures of the previous happening instead, of which I promised before. 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My &lt;strike&gt;26th&lt;/strike&gt; 12th Birthday Celebration &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture001.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Nice decor?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03152.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Birthday boy and Swapan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03154.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Twin Js, Joanne (left) &amp; Jolene (Right)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03155.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03155.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The Queens - Ying, Agnes, Jasmine &amp; my Boss Diana (From left to right)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSCN0091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSCN0091.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Awaiting our ordeal ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSCN0092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSCN0092.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
She's ready to ... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03166.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The torture chamber ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03164.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The survivor survives, with a well done hairstyle.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSCN0093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSCN0093.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Yeah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03157.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"I'm happy I survived too." = )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture026.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Double pistol Smiling Terminator&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03182.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Ready to cook dinner for you guys.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture011.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The birthday cake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture013.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Birthday boy &amp; his cake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/DSC03194.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The most important ceremony completed! Everyone is happy....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture028.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
The big happy family.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/26bday/Picture002.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225"  alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Have a wonderful Time, Ashton.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;HCCS 08&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/hccs08/PB141628.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/hccs08/PB141628.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/hccs08/PB141641.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/events/hccs08/PB141641.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Some random pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12092007173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/12092007173.jpg" border="0" width="225" height="300" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Ziling &amp; Me. Taken quite some time back, was sorting my folder when I saw this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/3062156516684l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/3062156516684l.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;
My ex-colleagues, Nita &amp; Stephanie&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/29335680426115l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/29335680426115l.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;
My ex-colleagues. Backdate to 2005. Layla, Nita, Andrew &amp; me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/DSC00373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/DSC00373.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;
This is even more back dated. My secondary sch frens.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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I really have a wonderful time for my Birthday and Xmas Celebration. Thank you guys for everything. And special thanks to someone, for spending her precious time on my birthday. BIG BIG Thank you. =)
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Signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6515157145375175941?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6515157145375175941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6515157145375175941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6515157145375175941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6515157145375175941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Xmas to All!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_12092007173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-2238135311679805335</id><published>2008-12-18T09:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:28:22.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick update</title><content type='html'>Will be updating more in future.
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Anyways, must thank my colleagues for celebrating my 26th birthday. So touched. Every year, people who remembered my birthday are getting lesser. I'm not rather particular with this, just that I thought why should I always remember people birthdays and sending them wishes and they not remember mine at all. 
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I'm getting weird nowadays to be getting affected by such issues. Perhaps I'm getting old, and beginning to be afraid of losing friends where one day, not a single soul attend my funeral.
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Got quite some pictures to upload, will upload tonight, when I'm more free. I'm having school holiday for this week. = )
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Me birthday coming, xmas also coming. Waiting for presents, hohoho ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2238135311679805335?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2238135311679805335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2238135311679805335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2238135311679805335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2238135311679805335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/12/asdasd.html' title='A quick update'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-670881136063735073</id><published>2008-12-08T11:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:07:56.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Societal pressure on me</title><content type='html'>Under Contruction for quite sometime. I didnt realise I have spelt construction as contruction, without the S, it did look strange. Wanted to design a new layout, but ya, laziness got the better of me.
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With reference to the above title, Im referring to the area on the various growing stages of a typical singaporean.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;
Baby -&gt; Pre-school -&gt; Primary -&gt; Secondary -&gt; JC /POly /ITE -&gt; University -&gt; Work -&gt; Marriage -&gt; Have Kids -&gt; Look after parents -&gt; Get old -&gt; Die &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Its so simple. Right. All the arrows represent the different processing units you need, especially money. Example, from Work to Marriage, you need plenty of money, unless you prefer the other alternative, called the Work -&gt; Have Kids -&gt; Marriage, other name referred as SHOTGUN MARRIAGE.
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Anyways, I'm feeling the pressure of growing up. Alot of my friends are getting married or rather, married. They are in the Marriage stage, and I'm still at the University -&gt; Work stage. I'm seriously late. Maybe in term of singaporean sociology. Actually I don't really want to conform to it, but looks like, the societal pressure it has on me is getting heavier each year, especially when you have friends or relatives gathering, which I strongly refer it as PR Sessions. 
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&lt;br&gt;A typical example is as follows :
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Friend or relative : Hey, how are you doing, working?&lt;br&gt;
Me : Nope, still schooling...&lt;br&gt;
Friend or relative : Oh, at where, study what?&lt;br&gt;
Me : SIM, Business.&lt;br&gt;
Friend or relative : Oh, when graduating&lt;br&gt;
Me : This year, if I'm lucky. ha&lt;br&gt;
Friend or relative : I see (see what I also dunno), so what you wan to work as next time?&lt;br&gt;
Me : Business stuffs, as it is more relevant to what i study.&lt;br&gt;
Friend or relative : Oh, I see (2nd time). Good good. So got girlfriend?&lt;br&gt;
Me : Nope.&lt;br&gt;
Friend or relative : Why never look for one?&lt;br&gt;
Me : Focus on studies.&lt;br&gt;
.. Pause for a while ..&lt;br&gt;
Friend or relative : I see (3rd time). Okay, I catch up with you, I go talk to ABC first, excuse me. (another person at the other side of the room, as they can see the irritated face of mine)&lt;br&gt;
Me : No problem, nice talking to you. See you laters(Please fuck off. Go do your PR)
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The problem is not I'm attituding this person, its just that this conversation will be repeated everytime with the same questions asked and I, giving the same answers, minus the fact I always fail my exams.
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Arhh.. Not going to think of this now, just wish me luck on my upcoming exams in May-Jun 09.
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Gonna stop here, no mood to continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-670881136063735073?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/670881136063735073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=670881136063735073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/670881136063735073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/670881136063735073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/12/societal-pressure-on-me.html' title='Societal pressure on me'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-414888710450949291</id><published>2008-11-24T08:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:52:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates..</title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog in the weekend about the event I was involved earlier this month, but realised that I misplaced the pictures. So ya, being not very good in description, I decide to delay the entry.
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Recently, some of my close friends broke up from the relationship with their boyfriend/girlfriend. They are undergoing life adjustment. So some of them are busy occupying themselves with activities and job. Kinda sad to see them going through these, and I cant do much to help them. I can only provide the company they may need.&lt;br&gt;
I myself broke up with my girlfriend a couple of months ago. It wasn't a dramatic one, it was actually quite a peaceful one. I actually used sms to relay the message of breaking up, which I totally hated this way. But I realised its the easiest way as you do not have to face the person, and thus, you can keep all the emotions to yourself, and I bet a lot of people are using this method. Its all technology's fault.
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Anyways, I saw NFS : Undercover and Red Alert 3 out on the shelves in shops. Really wanted to get them, but both cost $55 and above, which means, I have to pay more than 100 bucks for them, its like not really worth it paying more than 100 to get games, and I dont usually play online, which means I can just get duplicates from friends. Should look around for duplicates before conforming to the habit of buying originals. = )
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Should try to upload some pictures for the next entry. And to the people who broke up from their relationships, just remember that every relationship you've been through will help you grow emotionally, and experience gained will help you become a more balanced lover in your next relationship. Cheers to those who broke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-414888710450949291?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/414888710450949291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=414888710450949291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/414888710450949291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/414888710450949291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-updates.html' title='Some updates..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2393315258734674738</id><published>2008-11-17T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:43:32.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking up with my best friend....</title><content type='html'>The title sounds interesting.
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Anyway, I miss my best friend. My best friend always accompany me whenever I'm most depressed. My best friend always encourages me to stay focus whenever I'm stressed out. My best friend always brighten up my day whenever I'm moody. My best friend did alot of things for me, I'm truely in debted to my best friend, in a way. And I dont think there is anyway I could do to repay my best friend for the things he had done for me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And the ungrateful me decide to do something to my best friend one day. I've made the decision of breaking up with my best friend. I felt so lousy initially. I took my best friend for granted when his around, now, I had to say bye bye to my best friend. Kinda sad, but I think like any other relationship, I should carry on with my life, hoping I can be better off without my this best friend.....
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No doubt that my best friend's name is quite nice, but I still got to break up with him. Bye bye Viceroy Mentol Lights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2393315258734674738?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2393315258734674738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2393315258734674738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2393315258734674738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2393315258734674738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/11/breaking-up-with-my-best-friend.html' title='Breaking up with my best friend....'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7671579358473638647</id><published>2008-11-08T16:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:04:12.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even busier week...</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since I worked more than 12 hours (excluding lunch time) a day. Its really tiring. But during work hours, I don't really feel the tired-ness. Its only when I sat down on my bed when I reached home, I realized i can hardly open my eyes or move my feet, and I got to drag myself to get a shower. But guess I'm enjoying myself in the work, though I think I'm not really learning anything much, as most of the time I really do not know what is going on, but its great to think you are learning one of the highest level of PR job out there.
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Recently, due to all the changes taking place around me and to me, I did lose my focus on the direction of my life. Trying to get back on the path. I think I should focus on my studies, as what everybody reminded and encouraged me to do now, especially in this financial crisis period.
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Anyway, next week will be an even busier week. Will update when I'm able to online at home. Haven even use my computer this whole week, I think my mobwar in facebook character sure under siege. lolz. And recently feel like going into a love relationship, any candidates? OMG, I'm so shameless, ignore tat sentence. =p
&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/20208683-7671579358473638647?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7671579358473638647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7671579358473638647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7671579358473638647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7671579358473638647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/11/even-busier-week.html' title='Even busier week...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8976303440620319072</id><published>2008-11-01T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:03:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week</title><content type='html'>My new job involves me assisting my dept head in arranging for events. We have an upcoming event which is quite a high profile and is being held in one of the hotel in town. And this 2 weeks, we got to really work hard to ensure the smooth delivery of the event. And with my zero knowledge on events management, I really have problems coping. Hope my dept head have enough patience to correct my errors, I shld keep my fingers crossed, as I dont want to be the reason for the event to cork up. 
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Anyway, did have some fun in my new job. Like doing on site visits to different hotels, so as to find the most suitable place to hold future events. For the first time in my life, I stepped into the presidential (watever it is spelt) suite. Its truely amazingly BIG. Its like a well decorated 4 - 5 rooms condo flat. So beautiful, so classy and so expensive. Haha.
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The rest of the time, Im busy preparing stuffs for the event and attended lots of meeting. And most of the time, I dont know what I'm doing, and dozing off in meeting. Bad hor, dont know my boss got see anot. Irreponsible me right? = p
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Well, the lastest instalment of Red alert is out. Yeah, waited for years, hope its better than the Command &amp; Conquer Tiberium wars. Click &lt;a href="http://www.ea.com/redalert/" target="_"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for website.
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And Need for speed : Undercover is releasing or released already. I love their games, although my favourite is Underground 2, but I heard this time round its more tuner type cars, my favourite category. And they even find Maggie Q to be the female lead in the game. Interesting. Click &lt;a href="http://www.needforspeed.com/undercover/home.action" target="_"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for website.
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Goin out to study tmr. Should try to fully utilize my weekend. I miss the days where i can woke up at 11 plus 12 noon, and sleep like 3 - 4 am. But, I'm not gonna have that kind of life, its kind of wasting my life. Should try to find more things to occupy my time. Will update again. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8976303440620319072?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8976303440620319072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8976303440620319072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8976303440620319072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8976303440620319072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-week.html' title='Busy week'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7378681106732672759</id><published>2008-10-26T13:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:30:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Transition</title><content type='html'>The passed friday, marked my last day in MSIG as a temporary admin staff. I worked less than a month. Life's pretty intolerable there if without those friends I've made over the few weeks. People like Teck Leng (my upper study), Jolene(temp staff who left le), Wei ping (the other temp staff in my dept), Jia zhen and Alex (on school attachment) and the other new temp, Ser May, Hasif and Cheryl. And not to forget those permanent staffs who had shown great patience and tolerance to my mistakes, and Wai fook (Manager) for the opportunity for me to work here.
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Well, life still goes on, no matter how much I will miss the people and the environment in MSIG. I even got a hug from one of the staff on the last day. *shy.. muahahaha. &lt;br&gt;
I will be starting to work in the new place on the coming tuesday. Hope it will be at least, as fun as it was in MSIG. I hate people who are serious all the time.
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Anyway, the year coming to an end. Should have a checklist to keep track of what I had done and achieved. Then, i realised, I did not achieve anything. Haiz, left 2 months only. Ought to do something about it. Anyway, some material goals I did achieved. But I nid you guys to help me achieve it too, cos my birthday is 2 months away. List as below : (I bey paiseh one, hahhaa)
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- Bag.&lt;br&gt;
- Watch.&lt;br&gt;
- Jacket&lt;br&gt;
- Skinny tie&lt;br&gt;
- LCD widescreen 19" Desktop monitor.&lt;br&gt;
- 2008 Honda Fit.&lt;br&gt;
- Earring, though I just got 1 not long ago.&lt;br&gt;
- Perfume, though I just got 1 not long ago too.&lt;br&gt;
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Anyways, my psp is dying on me. Keep crashing, cant boot up, cant boot down at times. Irritating! I always thought PSP is one of the world most incredible gadget, its a combination of MP3 player, a video player, gameboy in widescreen, and a PDA phone (without calling funcion) that can surf net. But now, since its gonna die on me, then fine, I shold find a replacement. 
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Trying hard to slim down, just dyed my hair, hope to achieve a new image by end of year. Had been unbelievably fat these 2 years. I miss pple telling me that I'm thin. 
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Should stop around here. Will update more, after I start my new work or I meet any funny events. 
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Some pics :
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/24102008423.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/24102008423.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
My smoking kaki, Jason. This pic taken at end of day, we both looked damn shagged. hahahaz &lt;br&gt;
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Frm left, Cheryl (cute hor), me (fat hor) and Hasif (yandao hor).&lt;br&gt;
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My lobster moulting..&lt;br&gt;
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p.s. I've already start missing those people at MSIG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7378681106732672759?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7378681106732672759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7378681106732672759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7378681106732672759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7378681106732672759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-in-transition.html' title='Life in Transition'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_24102008423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-6781766438430703084</id><published>2008-10-14T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:57:54.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am in court, not Courts...</title><content type='html'>First time to ever step in court, Subordinate court. My heart did pounded heavily when I stepped in. But all I did was to sit down and wait for my verdict to be passed. And, the room was filled with people, alot. So many people are getting involved in offences. Singapore is a "fine" place to be in.
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So after waiting for like 1 hr plus, my turn to queue in to another glass-partitioned area, where all the lawyers and judge are. So guess what, I'm sentenced to CWO (Corrective work order) and transferred to another court. And so, I've got to attend court again in dec, and the date happen to be just a few days before my birthday. WTH.
Why cant it be settled today, dont understand.....
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I passed my Health Insurance today. Finally. 
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= D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6781766438430703084?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6781766438430703084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6781766438430703084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6781766438430703084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6781766438430703084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-in-court-not-courts.html' title='Am in court, not Courts...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2550011252991778167</id><published>2008-10-12T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:51:33.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am in pain...</title><content type='html'>Am suffering from the pain of an aggravated supposedly-recovered-slipped-disc. Pain pain!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2550011252991778167?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2550011252991778167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2550011252991778167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2550011252991778167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2550011252991778167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-in-pain.html' title='Am in pain...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2956849148053547804</id><published>2008-10-12T00:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:29:04.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life sucks...</title><content type='html'>Got a temporary job recently, its in MSIG, an insurance company. My intial plan was to work in a life-insurance company, but due to the AIG and Bank incident in america, the financial market is currently not very stable, so I decided to keep low meanwhile.
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The temp job is pretty hectic. Its one of the most tedious admin job I've ever undertake. Reason being that there are lots of documents to file in as well as to send out. Sounds easy, it is, just that its the quantity of things to do. Basically, I'm tired out everyday.
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Just came back from my primary school friend, Xiao Tian's wedding. It makes me realised that I'm so "far away" from a marriage. I'm always so lagged in whatever I do. I'm turning 26 soon, yet I don't think I have done anything constucting these years. Most of my friends of my age were already working by now. Some had even started their own business. Yet I am here workin as a temp staff, still trying to finish my degree. What can I suppose to tell myself?.. 
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Anyway, I got to know a girl, Jiazhen in my office. She's a young girl, sweet and cute, currently on school internship programme. Why am I talking about her? Well, she reminds me of a friend, back to my post-poly day where I'm working as a temp staff in Power supply. This friend, a girl, have a special place in my heart. She changed my perception of things in this world. She taught me alot of things. We've been friends until now, just that we are all busy leading our own life, we meet up less often, but ya, I wont 4get her, not that I'm in love with her, but this is just an example of a platonic friendship.
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Recently got the "ang pow" from the govenment. So been spending a bit. &lt;br&gt;
Had bought a Levi's T-shirt, a earring, a belt and a bottle of perfume, costing me more than a 100 bucks. = (
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The T-shirt is being wash, so its not in this picture.&lt;br&gt;
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Was out shopping with Joshua and Zhaolin yesterday night. They are giving me advices on the clothes I'm gonna wear for my friend's wedding today. And on our way to his van in the carpark, saw this striking Honda S2000. Beautiful is the word to describe it, simple-looking, no external mods but yet eye-catching enough. Isn't it?&lt;br&gt;
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My court trial will be on tuesday. And my Health Insurance exam will be on tuesday too, hope I can pass this time, but doubt so, I left my book in the office. I dont think I got enough time to study. Wish me luck.
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Having plans for a business idea. If everything goes well, should be able to roll out the first stage of it by end of the year. Do give me support. Meanwhile, I should stay focus to my work and studies, and of course trying to lose weight, back to the days when I can bare my top without feeling that I'm making a fool out of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2956849148053547804?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2956849148053547804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2956849148053547804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2956849148053547804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2956849148053547804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-life-sucks.html' title='My life sucks...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_12102008416-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-1393412978970745658</id><published>2008-09-23T15:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:04:20.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life in a mess...</title><content type='html'>Been feeling rather down recently. Decide to stay in seclusion for the time being. The following is just a little update on whats going on in my life.
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I think no one understand why did I choose a self-employed job over a stable 1.8k nine-to-six 5 days workweek job. My whole family is pretty upset about it. My relatives were not very supportive either. As for friends, most remain neutral. 
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I just thought that for the past 25 years, I had not really done something for myself. And I thought by choosing a career and deciding my life path this time round will be the first thing that I can do for myself. So ignoring all the comments and objections from my surrounding, I joined the insurance industry.
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And just a few weeks agao, I got booked by NEA the 2nd time for throwing cigarette butt on the floor. This round, no fine will be needed to composite that offence, instead I got to  await for the court hearing. The 2 events occured in the most ridiculous and inauspicious way. I'm not going to elaborate what happened, if you are interested to know, call and ask me.
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And got my UOL results back. I failed Intro to Econs the 3rd time, which will resulted in me forfeiting the eligibility to continue in my Bsc Management, as that Econs is a pre-requisite for further module. After checking with the admin in SIM, I realised all I need is to change to another degree (still under UOL) such that Econs is no longer a pre-requisite for any future modules. And now, I will be a part time student, in the Bsc Business course.
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Flung my HRM 2nd time, the rest i did pass.
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And my XP crashed the 3rd time in this 2 months. Fortunately, I got a vista installed on a separate drive, and thus, I'm using Vista now to blog.
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My school term has started from last thursday, I'm taking Management Maths, Management Science Methods and Intro to business management. All the individual course lecture notes seem to add up to the thickness of Yellow pages. I'm really in doubt whether I could do well for my career without compromising my studies.
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I think I'm gonna have a hard time juggling both my career and studies, n I seriously believe that I will be leading a very hectic life for the next few years, to compensate the slacking times I enjoyed the last few years. So my friends out there, please wish me all the best, and do give me encouragements when I'm down. 
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Meanwhile awaiting proceeding for my littering offence.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1393412978970745658?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1393412978970745658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1393412978970745658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1393412978970745658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1393412978970745658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-seclusion.html' title='My life in a mess...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-9211987656095605789</id><published>2008-09-17T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:45:17.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friends...</title><content type='html'>Earthed for 25 plus years, having seen uncountable people and known a proportion of them and had termed them as FRIENDS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And from experience, these FRIENDS would normally have a friendship LIFE SPAN. Sounds cynical, not when you start thinking what I'm saying is true.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I'm not going through any shit now that makes me feel depressed or anything like tat, just that I miss all my dear friends.
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Just a short entry to remind myself that I still have friends around me and that they are real busy to entertain or be irritated by me at this portion of time. And a great thank you to those who are still in contact with me. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-9211987656095605789?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/9211987656095605789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=9211987656095605789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/9211987656095605789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/9211987656095605789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-friends.html' title='My friends...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-867086717524985093</id><published>2008-08-15T13:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:05:30.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviews really drain alot of energy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Interviews&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Been going for job interviews. These interviews really can drain your energy off, especially if you meet weird interviewers. Most of the question involve the interviewers giving you a jobscope preview or description, and matching your work experience with it and asking you if you think you can do it. Some even have a checklist of questions to be used for the interview. To answer those questions, its really require alot of energy, not to mention going for more than one interview in a single day.
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Anyway, I dont think I'm a flair for interviews. Although most of the time I could talk without thinking, but I don't think I gave intelligent answers. So till now, I'm only eligible for job interviews but not eligible for any job positions yet.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Combat Arms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
IS addicted with an online game recently. Heard of Combat Arms, by NEXON? Click &lt;a href="http://combatarms.nexon.net/Intro.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a preview on the game. Its pretty much like counterstrike, just that theres a few mood of gameplay, like &lt;i&gt;Elimination&lt;/i&gt; (2 teams deathmatch, complete game objectives), &lt;i&gt;Capture the Flag&lt;/i&gt; (get the enemy's flag from enemy's territory and return to your flag base), &lt;i&gt;One Man Army&lt;/i&gt; (Kill everyone you see) and &lt;i&gt;Search &amp; Destroy&lt;/i&gt; (exactly like cs).
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My dad missed the lighting up ceremony of the olympics and was feeling kind of devastated, after hearing from the radio and reading from newspaper that it was kind of spectacular. So I intro him to YOUTUBE, and true enough, I found the lighting ceremony in youtube and showed my dad. 
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And now, i wanted to blog it then realise that it was being remove due to "This video is no longer available due to a copyright claim by a third party." So ya, lucky I showed my dad earlier on. No doubts there are many versions still on youtube or other online streaming websites, but the one i found earlier is a clear and good one. So ya... Anyways, for those friends out there who missed the ceremony, well, I found some pictures nevertheless.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/olympics/_44905132_a130d259-df0c-45a4-aa7e-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/olympics/_44905132_a130d259-df0c-45a4-aa7e-4.jpg" border="0" width="372" height="208" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Courtesy from &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/olympics/default.stm" target="_blank"&gt;BBC Sports - Olympics&lt;/a&gt; website.
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Both pictures above are with courtesy from &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2008/08/08/sports/0808-CEREMONY_index.html" target="_blank"&gt;New York Times - Sports&lt;/a&gt; website.
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Anyway, I'm thinking about going into the insurance industry. Taken the Module 5, still got Module 9 and Health Insuance to go. Module 9 seems like a killer, with the text material about my economy subject guide thickness. = (
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Nothing much to blog around. Maybe airing my thoughts for life, in the next few blog entries. Thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-867086717524985093?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/867086717524985093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=867086717524985093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/867086717524985093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/867086717524985093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/08/interviews-really-drain-alot-of-energy.html' title='Interviews really drain alot of energy...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/olympics/th__44905132_a130d259-df0c-45a4-aa7e-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-9059541122497992228</id><published>2008-08-08T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:30:26.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Bejing 2008</title><content type='html'>Olympic Bejing 2008 officially declared started!
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Click &lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/chinajournal/2008/08/08/live-blogging-the-opening-night-of-beijing-2008/?mod=googlenews_wsj" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the live journal of the event.
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More &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/olympics/default.stm" target="_blank"&gt;info&lt;/a&gt; on the Olympics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-9059541122497992228?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/9059541122497992228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=9059541122497992228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/9059541122497992228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/9059541122497992228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-bejing-2008.html' title='Olympic Bejing 2008'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-582315706275075752</id><published>2008-07-28T19:41:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:18:02.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My updated journal...</title><content type='html'>Hi all, its been a month since I last blogged. I did try to blog, but yar, was kind of lazy to finish the blog for publishing. Anyway, i will just try to summarize my trip as well as some updates of what is happening around me.
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trip to Australia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
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Its been a long long long time since I last flew off singapore. The last trip was in 2002, to Brisbane and Gold Coast with my family. And this time, my destination is Adelaide and Perth, and with sarah.
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 0&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
FLight @ 10.30pm. After all the check-in stuff, finally get to board the plane. I have to admit, I'm quite freakin excited and scared at the same time. Why? 2002 was the last time i left singapore, (other than to tekong a few years ago) And so ya, excited over my trip and not to mention the food on deck. *HAha. Y scared, because I always have ear-problem when the plane is landing, so ya, got my loli ready. Heard it reduce the tension in the ears.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/austalia_trip/sg_airport.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/austalia_trip/sg_airport.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Waiting to board the plane at Changi Airport.
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
We landed at around 6 plus (adelaide time). I had been watching the media system on the plane, to the extend, I missed my sleep. So pretty tired when I'm checkin out of Adelaide airport. But the cold air woke me up once I step out of the airport. Its cold. And off we took a cab to our hotel, &lt;a href="http://www.mercuregrosvenorhotel.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;Mercure Grosvenor Hotel&lt;/a&gt;, a 3 half stars hotel, in the city, where transportation regardless of bus, tram or train are all very accessible. 
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Then the rest of the day, we are shopping. Yap, SHOPPING SPREE. Cause its a friday and tats the only day in the week where all the shops closes at 9pm. (Normal day, strictly 5pm, other than fast food and convinience stores and pubs.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Some pictures taken :
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Sun rising...&lt;br&gt;
Thats the first scene I saw when I step out from the airport.
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The hotel room. Nice right?
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Another shot of the hotel room.
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3 Little pigs at Rundle street.
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Mercure's logo outside the hotel.
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And I woke up late, at around 12noon. Got a scolding from sarah, cause I spoil our plan to go zoo. So after lunch at Nandos, we move our butts to Marion Shopping Centre quickly, cause it will be closing at 5pm. And there we did some shopping too and soon, return back to our hotel at around evening.
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Their queue no is BIG.
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Sarah ordered this. I can't remember the name, but its nice.
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I ordered this. Though it don't look fantastic, but again, its nice.
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I got to force myself to wake up early that day. So ya, after breakfast at Macdonalds, we set off for the zoo.
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Maybe its because of the winter, most of the animals are just slacking, even lion refuse to look at me, a piece of food walking around. *hahahaa. And after that, we took the tram to Glenelg. Its just some jetty with some stores around it and a city hall near the jetty. And after that, took the tram back to our hotel.
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View outside the zoo. Its really beautiful and the air is so fresh.
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People rowing their boat in that river. Wonder what will happen if they fall into the river. Temperature range there is about 8 - 16 degrees.
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Entrance of the zoo.
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Too much pictures taken from the zoo, so will exclude them, and my camera happen to run out of battery at the zoo too, so pictures taken from mobile phone and the quality is not really good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pictures taken at Glenelg jetty :
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Look at the waves....
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This picture taken at end of the jetty.
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Skyline, but not from Nissan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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ITS COLDDD!!!!!! I swwearrr..
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
We got a very sumptuous breakfast. Look at the picture below, you will know. Looks nice right? *haha. And after that we decide to go to Mount Lofty (I heard the scenery is fantastic). However we have to transfer bus in order to go up the mountain, so we waited at a bus-stop near the mountain. And due to the intolerable coldness and infrequent of buses. We gave up, and head down to another place at Adelaide Hills, Hahndorf. Its a beautiful place. We walked around the place and after tat, took the bus back to our hotel.
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The breakfast which comes with a coffee or tea. Can I have this in singapore, please. Anyway, they have 2 kind of tea. They will ask you white tea or black tea. After awhile, I realized white tea is what we call milk tea, black tea is teh-O. &lt;br&gt;-.-"
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Pictures taken in Hahndorf :&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Today after some last mintute shopping, we got to catch the flight to Perth. After packing our luggages, we realise we got too much stuffs to bring back. And we got to get extra bags.
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Anyway, we took a cab from the hotel to the airport. Its quite a short distance actually. About sengkang to Changi airport kind of distance, or perhaps nearer. But to our horror, our flight to perth was cancelled. I'm not sure why they cancelled it but, thats what they did. However after checking with the counter staff, he told me we can be transfer to another flight, just tat it was 2 hours later than our supposely 2.45pm flight. Angry angry!
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Anyway, we board the flight at 4.45pm (Aussie time), and reach perth at about 8 plus, if I din remember wrongly. It was very dark then. So we hurried took the cab to our hotel, &lt;a href="http://www.ibishotel.com/ibis/fichehotel/gb/ibi/1773/fiche_hotel.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;Hotel IBIS&lt;/a&gt;. And after checkin in to our hotel, we went out for dinner. And I finally saw my favourite fast food, &lt;a href="http://www.redrooster.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;RED ROOSTER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but it was closed for the day. =( So, we just get some food to eat.
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The number of shoes Sarah got herself.....
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The things I've wasted my money on.....
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Our luggages, and those extra bags... = )
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Having Hungry Jack (BK) at the airport.
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The plane that is going to fly us to Perth.
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The hotel room.
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The toilet.
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Our dinner. &lt;br&gt;
Top left is the Chicken Kebab (Nice), bottom left is the potato wedges (Not very nice), center is the salad (laggi not nice), and the one on the right is Fish &amp; Chips (Alrite).
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Day 6&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
We went for an early shopping and have &lt;font color="red"&gt;RED ROOSTER&lt;/font&gt; for breakfast. Its damn shiok. The meat is fresh and tender. The meat is roasted just nice and not too salty. And it comes with a big fries, those fries that you see in MOS Burgers. And after that, we went back to hotel and pack our staffs, as we are to check out of hotel at 12 noon.&lt;br&gt;
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With our heavy luggages, we "pulled ourself" around the perth airport, and waited for our flight. Soon, its time to leave australia. Both sarah felt the sian-ness. Cause its been a fun trip.
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And so we reach singapore at around 10pm (singapore time), and after buying some dfs stuffs, we left the airport.
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My favourite Red Rooster.
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On the left is sarah's burger, and the box on the right, consist of a half chicken and fries. Its really delicious. (Its not equivalent to the KFC here, in case you thought it is)
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Another meal of red rooster at the Perth Airport. = ) (its chicken nuggets by the way)
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NO SMOKING HERE !! Opps sorry... 
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Sarah &amp; me.
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On our way to singapore.
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Still on our way back to singapore.
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Anyway, credits have to be given to Sarah who had booked the air tickets and hotel, bought the insurance, as well as getting my visa ready, and not to forget my parents who had given me full financial support, to make this trip possible. Thank you all of you.
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;非常 Superband 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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Was at Mediacorp to watch the Superband 2008 live. Junwei's got the ticket from his friend. By right there should be 6 person, but turn out that one of them couldnt make it. I'm not one who really knows music, so just watch the show. And those who knows music are like commenting on them or praising them, but ya, I just kept quiet. Quite fun to be there watchin live broadcast, cos the ambience there is really different from what you see on TV.
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After the event, we went out to take a bus home. But on the way, we saw some kiddies being "bullied" by a kitten. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;How?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
There was some place to sit down outside the Shell Petrol station. So, these kiddies abt age of 15-19 years old was shouting there. So when we are nearer, we saw a kitten at the table where they are sitting. They are shouting at the kitten to get away because they want to sit at that place. But the kitten don't understand what they meant, so it meowed n meowed n meowed. So one of junwei's friend saw it, and she went over to carry the kitten in her arms, away from the kiddies who are afraid of kitten.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Her name is Huiru. Her actions stunned me. I'm very impressed with what she did. It's like a hero going to the rescue of a poor guy bullied by big size people. *haha. 
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Counter Strike Condition Zero Lan Gaming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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Recently, Junwei's friends had been influenced by me to play a very ancient multiplayer game. Its call &lt;a href="http://www.steamgames.com/v/index.php?area=app&amp;AppId=240" target="_blank"&gt;COUNTERSTRIKE.&lt;/a&gt; We even Lan-gamed at each other houses or at different places to play the game. Its nice and fun to have friends playing together. Cos I've always been playing online, its quite bored, so ya, happy to have new teammates to join my counterstrike league. = )
&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/20208683-582315706275075752?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/582315706275075752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=582315706275075752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/582315706275075752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/582315706275075752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-updated-journals.html' title='My updated journal...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/austalia_trip/th_sg_airport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-4073203594203155305</id><published>2008-06-14T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:37:31.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to wake up...</title><content type='html'>Met up with a few of my army friends last night. We went to Park Hotel Swensen to have our dinner, and as usual I'm late. 
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Anyway, whatever we talked over at our dinner, I couldnt get into the conversation. Reason due to the content of our conversation. They are talking about future plans, like when to marry girlfriend, purchasing flat and stuffs like that.
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I really didnt know how to response to their questions. I always thought that when you do not know how to response people's question, you should always keep quiet and think first, before any words come out of your mouth. But, I really didnt thought of all these stuffs, so I was like quite quiet throughout the whole convesation, occasionally cracking stupid jokes. And throughout the conversation, I think I have developed a kind of inferiority towards my army friends. These are the friends who once were my crazy bunch of friends, going clubbing together, going out together, playing around , laughing and sharing stupid jokes with. I suddenly felt a great distance with them.
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In the past, I always felt people look down on me. I have zero confidence in myself, and in whatever activities that I took part in. So, I wouldn't look at people in the eyes when talking. And I wouldn't talk to stranger. And I usually do quite badly in terms of PR stuffs, especially talking in public. Then slowly, I figure out that knowing how to be lame knowing how to crack jokes or very responsive or witty during conversation, people will be more bothered with you, or at least talk to you. So through the years, I learnt to be crappy, lame, be a joker and stuffs like that, I thought its easier to make friends this way. Apparently, it works in the beginning. People will want to talk to me. But slowly I realised that they will eventually walked away from my life. Initially I do not understand why such things happen. Now I found out, its because of my childishness.
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So whoever labelled me as crappy are those who doesn't know me at all and those who labelled me as im-mature are actually those who are the closest with me.
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Anyway, I do not know how to continue my this entry. I seriously got lots of self-reflecting to do. People of my age or younger, earning more than me, learning how to run their own business, thinkin of marriage, thinking about buying house. But yet, I'm slacking around, asking parents for pocket money, failing my exams, playing games all the while, having less than $10 in my bank account, no future plans, etc... I really need to do something about this.
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To those who read my blog entries, thanks for reading, I do appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4073203594203155305?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4073203594203155305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4073203594203155305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4073203594203155305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4073203594203155305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-wake-up.html' title='Time to wake up...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7607698735632055522</id><published>2008-06-13T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:43:12.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroad</title><content type='html'>I believed everyone had been to or at least a point of time in their life that they really need to make an important decision, and the result of this decision may or maynot determine their future. But what we are sure of, is that that decision they make will affect their future.
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I tink I'm probably at this crossroad of mine.
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I realised that I have flung my studies when I'm suppose to be doing the final year of my course. Wasted 3 years of my life, wasted like quite alot of money, wasted the opportk unity to be working and gaining work experience. So, I've to find a diploma-paying job now, and start working, start earning money, start saving, start to plan for marriage, start to plan for a family, and this list continues.... everyone knows this list of activites once they grow up. Its like integrated in their bringingup system, and perhaps from education. I'm not young anymore. I can't always think of counterstrike, going out void deck and slack, sleeping at 3am, waking up at 12 noon, i can't do alot of things which I thought is relaxing. I got to do something about my future. I still have dreams, which seems to be further now.
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I do hear about people who don't dream (not as in the sleeping dreams). They realise its wasting time and not being realistic. But I don't believe that. I believe with dreams, a person will then be motivated and work towards their dreams, and in a way, have a sense of direction. Those who says that they don't dream, is that they are so insecure with themselves, that they are hiding in their bed and not trying to reach out for their dreams. They thought its so difficult and not possibly to achieve it. (of course we are talking abt realistic and possible-to-achieve-it dreams here)
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Anyways, looking for a job here, anyone with lobang, pls call me. I will on my mobile 24 hours. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7607698735632055522?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7607698735632055522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7607698735632055522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7607698735632055522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7607698735632055522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/06/crossroad.html' title='Crossroad'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8470850253414069073</id><published>2008-05-30T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:22:12.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counted down.</title><content type='html'>I will remember today's day, 30th May 2008. My last examination, Human Resource Management. The paper consists of 8 questions and I'm suppose to answer 3 questions. Happen that I've only studied 2 questions. So regardless of what the questions asked, I threw in everything which I think relates to the questions. Wrote pretty lots of crap too. Spent like 2 and the half hours doing 2 questions, and after that I left the examination hall, feeling great. Last paper, last day of stress.
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By the way, last week's sociology paper was okay. If those examiners decide not to be strict this year, maybe, just maybe I got the small slight chance to pass.
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Anyway, by right this should be my last year of study. I'm suppose to be year 3 UOL student. But, I love to see new batches of students, and so, still taking some intro modules and a long way to graduation.
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Few weeks back, on the 12th May 2008, marks the biggest n most disastrous earthquake in the century. The magnitude 8.0 earthquake that hit southwestern Sichuan province when the people least expected it. As the place is a densely populated area, it was heavily damage, with death tolls hitting 5 digits, and casuaties hitting 6 digits. Till now, the place is still in wreakage state. And they face another danger, the dam holding lots and lots of water may burst and flood the whole area due to the quake that creates weakness in the dam.
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So people, please do something to help them. If you have missed out the donation on sunday's mediacorp charity show, please at least check up on the &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;red cross website&lt;/a&gt;, to see what you can do.
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And not forgetting that Myanmar needs help too.
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Anyways, some random pictures :
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/Walnut_rocky_road.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/Walnut_rocky_road.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Walnut Rocky Road from Swensen&lt;br&gt;
Chocolate walnut pie on a sizzling skillet with Sticky Chewy Chocolate ice cream, butterscotch cream sauce and marshmallows, sprinkled with almonds and chocolate chips. I love this man.
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&lt;a href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/psp_audition_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/psp_audition_1.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
My score for Audition PSP. = D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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That's all folks. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8470850253414069073?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8470850253414069073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8470850253414069073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8470850253414069073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8470850253414069073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/05/counted-down.html' title='Counted down.'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_Walnut_rocky_road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-1503499651902493225</id><published>2008-05-13T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:30:59.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The longest 2 hours</title><content type='html'>Was vommiting and LS-ing (Lao sai) last night. Don't know what went wrong, thought I have eaten something bad in the day, but realise i din really eat anything in the day. And back home, discover that my sister is having the same condition as me. Den we work out that its the oysters we ate on sunday. Though yesterday was monday, but the effect of the food poisoning seems to have a retard effect on me, it came 1 day late.
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Anyways, woke up early this morning as I have Maths Exam today. But while trying to chew on my breakfast, which happens to be a miserable slice of bread (Actually I don't have any appetite, but got to fill my stomach with something). After just chewing half of the slice, i started throwing up, everything, including the water and the bread. Damn disgusting. Seeing this, my dad brought me to a 24-hrs clinic, to get me some medication.
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After taking the mediation, took a cab to Expo today. Reach there rather early. Did some revision before going in. During the whole of exam, my stomach was like churning whatever content in my stomach the whole time. Feeling rather drowsy and unwell the whole time, the 2 hours paper was like dragging for ages. &lt;br&gt;
Finally, read my watch and saw the last 10 minutes, so I quickly called the invigilator to collect my script as I have finish. And after that, took a cab home again, as I'm really feeling terribly sick.
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I think there's some problem with the stats counter. It din display the number of viewers. Weird.
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2 more papers to go. Wish me all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1503499651902493225?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1503499651902493225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1503499651902493225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1503499651902493225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1503499651902493225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/05/longest-2-hours.html' title='The longest 2 hours'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2535055696404272811</id><published>2008-05-09T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:34:15.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF MY WORLD</title><content type='html'>Took 2 paper yesterday, Introduction to Economics and Principles of Marketing. It was a real disappointment. When I step in only, I can/t remember the stuffs that I memorize. I'm totally disgusted with myself. I got nothing to say, nothing to rebuke, no one to blame except myself. I had failed myself, failed everyone who staked some hope in me and I failed my parents terribly. How can I let the history repeat itself again and again? I'm a truly useless, utterly hopeless person. I don't deserve any sympathies from anyone, right from the start.
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-END-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2535055696404272811?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2535055696404272811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2535055696404272811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2535055696404272811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2535055696404272811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-my-world.html' title='END OF MY WORLD'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4818269468026035026</id><published>2008-05-07T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:56:34.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still counting down</title><content type='html'>Counting down to the terror : &lt; 24hrs
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This is gonna be scary. Anwyay, is still trying my best to revise econs n marketing. Quite difficult you know.
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Anyway, got a link from Shawn Tok's blog, &lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2005/09/the_house.php" target="_blank"&gt;The House&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
Enjoy and not forgetting to wish me best of luck for my exams tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4818269468026035026?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4818269468026035026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4818269468026035026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4818269468026035026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4818269468026035026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Still counting down'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1768357722881002891</id><published>2008-05-04T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:32:39.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting-down...</title><content type='html'>The countdown timer :&lt;br&gt;
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Countdown to terror &amp;nbsp;: &lt;i&gt;3 days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Countdown to freedom : &lt;i&gt;25 days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1768357722881002891?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1768357722881002891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1768357722881002891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1768357722881002891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1768357722881002891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/05/counting-down.html' title='Counting-down...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8203101408420878882</id><published>2008-04-30T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:41:26.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia nights</title><content type='html'>Been rather hard getting into my sleep recently. Not sure wat's going on. This happen even though I'm really tired with my eyes hardly opening. Perhaps, blame it on the UOL examinations.
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Went for revision @ Sengkang Library today, with junwei. He was doing his economatrics (Dunno how to spell) revision, while I'm doing my Intro to econs revision. Have him to help me explain some of the key points, but I think most of the stuffs he cant recall, was like 2 years back. But thanks anyway, though we crap quite alot at the library. We also did a survey, kind of survey. As we are sitting near the computers kiosk, we observed that most of the youngsters who logon to the internet, will take a look at Friendster. Amazing rite, ya, at least to me. &lt;br&gt;
Anyway, I've only managed to revise one chapter-Macro's chapter 1, and some of the perfect com's stuffs.
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Actually not much to blog about, and some random pictures taken previously, but just to upload only (pictures' quality not rather good):
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My pet lobsters ~ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The female one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The male one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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"Don't think I can't do a backflip, I will prove you wrong!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Singapore Discovery Centre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The "reservoir" outside Singapore Discovery Centre.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Some exhibition inside.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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The Sims City - Singapore edition.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Movie tactic : Rule #1 "life" advertisement ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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"Crime scene"
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Were at the Singapore Discovery Centre the other day with sarah, cos singapore too small, we din know where to go, so we decide to go places which we normally wun go.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
That Rule #1 movie..... I got scared by one of the part, where the small little girl(ghost) appear @ the swimming pool part...&lt;br&gt;
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And that princess, never seems to online after I told her that I'm not playing counterstrike till exams over. In fact, I'm online everyday. Hmm.. HEY, YOU, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, CAN YOU ONLINE A NOT, I WANNA KNIFE YOU!
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&lt;i&gt;Signing off....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8203101408420878882?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8203101408420878882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8203101408420878882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8203101408420878882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8203101408420878882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/04/insomnia-nights.html' title='Insomnia nights'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/th_lobster_f_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-7024419409928386</id><published>2008-04-26T00:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:29:24.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Stress!!</title><content type='html'>Being having lots of nightmares recently. Some even leave me with goosebumps when I woke up from the dreams.
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Anyways, busy preparing for examination, this dread ordeal will begin from next-next thursday, and will last around a month, till the end of may 2008. Really hope to pass every single subject this time. Its wasting my youth and my energy.
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Just met out with Ah meng ge yesterday. Sort of a relaxing day. Went for ktv-ing @ orchard Partyworld and after that went for a comedy-action firm - Forbidden Kingdom by Jackie Chan &amp; Jet Li &amp; Liu yuife(chio bu aka xiao long niu). Expect the show to be those 1 star out of 5, but actually not so bad, I would give it a 2.5 stars out of 5 instead. Should watch if you are under stress recently. *smile = )
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Was at my neighbourhood's macdonalds studying maths just now around 8pm. Stupid APGP, makes me so freaking confuse with all the progressive stuffs. Arhhzz.. But ya, still manage to understand all the key formulae. So, headed home after covering this topic after abt 2 hours, and pass by Sakae's sushi. So surprise when I see that the whole restaurant was crowded and a poster outside indicating that they are closing @ 12am. Whoa. Should have gone there for a Dinner buffet, sure eat until song song, lol.
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Ya, as promised some pictures :
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPOP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Jin Sa &amp; Lin jun jie performing Qi Dai Ai.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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I think Fann Wong misses the moon. =p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/spop/?action=view&amp;current=elva_xsiao-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/spop/elva_xsiao-1.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Elva Xsiao performing "underground train"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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JJ Lin's mic is actually that "glowing" stick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Shawn Tok aka the small boy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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My modified desktop. Its Xp by the way, not Vista :&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/?action=view&amp;current=desktop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/desktop.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nice?&lt;/p&gt;
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Did prepare some food for snacking while doing my examination revision or muggin session. Dun be surprise by the quantity of food I've "stock up" :
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&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/?action=view&amp;current=food.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/food.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its still not ALL the snack yet. =p
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Due to the amount of stress, I have to eat more to counter the effect of stress and thus, the amount of food and snack and soft drinks (not to mention that I'm obsessed with coke zero now), I've grown rounder. &lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/random/?action=view&amp;current=me.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Pic here&lt;/a&gt;. DONT LAUGH, thank you.
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Should update when I'm more stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7024419409928386?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7024419409928386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7024419409928386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7024419409928386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7024419409928386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/04/under-stress.html' title='Under Stress!!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h152/aqst0061/spop/th_jinsa_jjlin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20208683.post-155104233127945286</id><published>2008-04-17T12:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:21:05.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Weird dreams again&lt;/b&gt;
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Perhaps I've played the predator server in counterstrike so much, that I dreamt I'm a predator, trying to evade people, but killing them in stealth. Werid dreams again.
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&lt;b&gt;Dancing Class (Learning hip hop dance)&lt;/b&gt;
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Due to my lazi-nism (i tink no such word, maybe under ashton's dictionary), I skipped 2 of my dancing class. And I din even asked my sister (taking the same class with me) the dance steps taught earlier on, until the very last minutes before the lesson. So I cant remember all the steps. And during the lesson, damn embarassing. Given that I'm not very flexible and music sensitivity damn low, plus a fat body, I dun think i can dance well.
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&lt;b&gt;Cute girl spotted&lt;/b&gt;
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Yesterday was studying my marketing notes in school till 9 plus 10 in the night. While boarding the bus home, saw a very cute girl. She is really very cute looking. Big eyes, long black hair, small size and ya, whatever characteristics you need for cuteness, she have it. Ya, I melt at the spot again.
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&lt;b&gt;Examination schedule&lt;/b&gt;
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2 plus more weeks to my once-a-year-torturing-period again ~ the UOL Examinations. My papers are as follow :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Intro to Econs - 8 May&lt;br&gt;
Principles of Marketing - 8 May&lt;br&gt;
Maths 1 - 13 May&lt;br&gt;
Principles of Sociology - 20 May&lt;br&gt;
Human Resources Management - 30 May&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I really need to study very hard this time round. I can't afford to fail any modules again. Been focusing on marketing for 3 weeks plus le. The rest just briefly read through the notes. Haven start memorizing stuffs yet. Really hope I can make it in time. May god bless me again. I need it.
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&lt;b&gt;For princess @ counterstrike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
You know who you are. I dont know your name, dont know your identity, but, ya, will still treat you like my friend. Nice chatting with you and being knifed by you. Anyway. just to let you know that most likely I will ban myself for logging onto counterstrike during my examinations and hope you'll be around when I'm back after my exams. I want to knife you back. = p
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Thats all, folks. Got to prepare for my exams. Zzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-155104233127945286?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/155104233127945286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=155104233127945286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/155104233127945286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/155104233127945286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-updates.html' title='Just updating'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-1453518010529924091</id><published>2008-04-03T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:22:13.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird-est dream..</title><content type='html'>Well, I have a weird dream the other day. I dreamt of Aaron Kwok. I dreamt of Jay Zhou too. And you know what? I have a dinner with them, and my family. And the weirdest part, Jay zhou didnt like Aaron Kwok for some reasons, and so, sat at another table alone, and I was deciding whether to sit with him to accompany him. This is really a weird dream.....
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Anyways, went for Priscilla's 21th birthday on monday and tuesday. Most of the friends are around 20's, so ya, didnt have much problem communicating. Quite fun to be hanging out with guys younger than you, they will remind you of your younger days. &lt;br&gt;
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Still trying to figure out my photobucket's password. Sorry Junwei, stop complaining. &lt;br&gt;
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Mugging season again. Sad.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-1453518010529924091?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/1453518010529924091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=1453518010529924091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1453518010529924091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/1453518010529924091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/04/weird-est-dream.html' title='Weird-est dream..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6424341285062872655</id><published>2008-03-24T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:40:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOP HURRAY</title><content type='html'>Wow. Its been a real long time since i last did anything to this blog. Last entry still tat small boy &amp; cute ger.
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Thanks to junwei, got the tickets to the SPOP HURRAY GALA @ Indoor Stadium last night. THe show's not bad, got one of my fav celebrities, JJ Lin, though the footage of him not much. Then there is this Jue Dui Superstar contestant, Tang Ling Yi (I tink its spelt like tis), damn cute, wearing a pink dress. Anyway, manage to catch that Shawn Tok and took a picture of him. Due to the fact that we are at different level, we can't take the picture together.
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COunting down to less than 2 month's time will be my examination. And ya, if i flung this time, I will be kicked out. Damn. Will be taking Intro to Econs, Principles of Soci, Maths 1, HRM, Marketing. Please wish me all the best, and pray for me.
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Pictures will be uploaded soon, after i figure out the password for my photobucket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6424341285062872655?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6424341285062872655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6424341285062872655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6424341285062872655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6424341285062872655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2008/03/spop-hurray.html' title='SPOP HURRAY'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-3797936827323920747</id><published>2007-08-28T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T15:01:37.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The small boy &amp; cute girl</title><content type='html'>Went to watch the Campus superstar II Finals at mediacorps last saturday. Those kids really sang lots of songs to compete with each other. Ya, and each have their strengths, however, in a competition, there can only be one winner. And the smallest boy, Shaun Tok won as the overall champion. And Keely, the cute girl who cant really shake her bottoms getting overall 2nd and female champion. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
*Seems rude to comment her in that way, I'm just being honest but she is real cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-3797936827323920747?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/3797936827323920747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=3797936827323920747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3797936827323920747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/3797936827323920747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/08/small-boy-cute-girl.html' title='The small boy &amp; cute girl'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5808385690525943973</id><published>2007-07-27T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:25:32.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm FAT! &amp; STUPID!</title><content type='html'>Ya, I know I'm fat. Everyone keep telling me this, as if my mirror didnt tell me. Ya, Trying Hard to slim down.
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Anyways, quitted from the previous job. My supervisor really a lousy leader. Y? In case you are a friend of my supervisor, let me show you what I meant by lousy leader.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1) She claims she don't know how to use the water-cooler, and order people to fill water for her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2) She hates to buy food from the hawker center alone, she will order subordinates to buy for her, and not paying money back at times.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
3) She likes to order people to make phone-calls for her, regardless what kind of phone-calls (work or non-work related), unless making phonecalls for her bf.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
4) She's most of the time late, and she will scold subordinates for coming in late, and claims she's NOT LATE as long as she comes before 12 NOON. And when she steps in at 12 noon, no subordinate is to leave before her when its 6pm, normal knockoff time for those who come at 9 plus, and force to stay till 9 - 10pm, while she wait for her bf to knock off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
5) She orders her subordinate to work after dinner hours no matter if that means working more than 12 hours a day into the late night. Even if it means doing surveys or giving brochures around 10pm - 11pm at Admirarlty MRT Stations (near her house).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
6) When she's not around, the subordinates are not suppose to know where she is, cause that means the subordinate trying to supervise her, and she don't like it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
7) If she got personalize matters that need her personal attention, she will not come work and at times, will order subordinate to follow her around.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
8) Always lying to people regardless who the person is. Difficult to know the view point of her from her conversation, as normally her view point or perception are not the same all the time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
9) Getting screwed by the director/CEO due to her absence, in the presence of her subordinates. (An image that the subordinate shouldnt ever see of their leader.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
10) Favorite hobby is to "think" for people. Always thought that by helping people in the way she felt right(in her perception ONLY), so if you don't follow what she planned for you, you will be tagged with ungrateful and not being appreciative.&lt;br&gt;
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AND the best part is I GOT NO PAY from the 1 month plus duration i did as this is a pure-commission-no-basicpay job. And by right my working hours is I DECIDE, not her decision. Ya, I'm FAT and STUPID. DAMN &lt;strike&gt;IT&lt;/strike&gt; her. And recently I overheard that the commission that I receive is not what the company would give, the company actually give much more than what she told me. YA, A FUCKING LIAR.
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Just watch THE SIMPSONS MOVIE. Real lame, but thumbs up. HAHaa.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5808385690525943973?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5808385690525943973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5808385690525943973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5808385690525943973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5808385690525943973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-fat-i-know.html' title='I&apos;m FAT! &amp; STUPID!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7958622267778450669</id><published>2007-07-19T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T12:06:16.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SNEEZE</title><content type='html'>It was a fine morning, (the last thursday) the weather was nice, a little bit of windy, I got up to take a bath before going for work. While combing my hair before setting off, I gave an abrupt loud sneeze. And this sneeze actually activated my slipped disc. Such that all my movements actually got affected. Damn it. For one whole week, 7 days, I can hardly move, but though in pain, I still went out. Those who met me that few days, actually described me as an old man. Yeah, Its really painful, I have to bent a bit while walking.
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Last night, I felt I'm much better, so ya, I was in zouk, Mambo Jumbo Night, they are selling their CDs at 18 bucks. Went down with Junwei and his friends. It was real crowded, and ya, I hate Mambo Night. Dont ask me why, I just want to club cos its been a long time since I last clubbed. So most of the time I was at Phuture. Anyway, we left the place at around 3am, and went Ang Mo Kio to have hmmm...breakfast or supper, whatever. Reached home at around 4 plus 5. Slept at around 6. And ya, woke up at around 10am, to discuss some stuffs with my client.
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Watch Transformers last week. It's a good movie. 3.5 stars out of 5.
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My results gonna be out in a month's time, wonder how did I do. Really hope that I can pass all. Cos I'm gonna take more than 3 years to finish a degree. Quite stupid, right?
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Looking for primary tuition class tutor position. Any lobang. I dont want go by agencies, cos have to sacrifice your first month salary. Which I'm not willing to. Hahaha.
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That's all for now. Cya guys around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7958622267778450669?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7958622267778450669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7958622267778450669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7958622267778450669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7958622267778450669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/07/sneeze.html' title='The SNEEZE'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-4610448193761198725</id><published>2007-07-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:30:45.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a new mE...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever feel that you do not really know yourself, or rather, don't know why you are doing things that u detest doing? Recently, been having this feeling. And what's more, you feel that you are in a kind of crossroad scenario, to do or not to do, each with respective pros and cons, in which seriously you thought that having no choice would be better.
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I'm in a kind of daze everyday, I really cant remember the details of how I actually spend each day. I do not know what is going wrong with me. And up to my past 20 odds years, this is when I realize what poverty of life means. I do not know how to explain what I meant by "poverty of life", cos its just a phrase in which i would use to describe myself now, the inability to be independent, the inability to achieve self-construct goals, the inability to have control on anything. 
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Sometimes, I just wonder does working hard towards your goals will guarantee a positive result in real life scenario? &lt;br&gt;
The answer is NO. Sometimes you just wan to put in everything you have when doing something, hoping the results will of whatever you did will be in favour of you, but, in real life the results may simply be the opposite of what you expected.&lt;br&gt;
I always wanted to lead a simple life. But the more I try, the more this idea drifted away from me. Why?
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I do not understand why I am so depress. Please do not look me up to check what is going on with me, cos I will tends to put up a comedian front to look not-depressed-by-anything.
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Nothing much to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-4610448193761198725?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/4610448193761198725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=4610448193761198725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4610448193761198725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/4610448193761198725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-me.html' title='I need a new mE...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6401046448053475881</id><published>2007-07-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T12:10:16.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shrinkage of the Clothes</title><content type='html'>Why are all my clothes and pants and jeans shrinking. I think there's some problem out there. NONONO, the problem doesn't come from me. 
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ITS NOT MY FAULT!!!!
&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6401046448053475881?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6401046448053475881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6401046448053475881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6401046448053475881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6401046448053475881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/07/shrinkage-of-clothes.html' title='The Shrinkage of the Clothes'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-2644864381755988965</id><published>2007-06-15T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:24:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats going on ?!?!</title><content type='html'>Was very down on luck recently, I think, and I hope it was, not is.
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Yesterday was definitely a weird day. For the whole day, I have to keep waiting for cab. i spend almost 1/8 of my time in a day waiting for cab, ya, 2 cabs. In the morning, i woke up late, and so, I thought I should get a cab. But in the end, when I get down to wait for cab, i waited for abt 45 mins to no avail. And finally, I decide to take bus instead. At night, after dinner with my colleague at kallang area. So after that, I wanted to meet Sarah, so thought, get a cab down PIE would be quite fast, but end up, I waited for nearly 2 hours, and travelled from Lavender Mrt to Kallang Mrt, by walking. !@#$%^&amp;* &lt;br&gt;
In the end, its too late to visit people, its like around 11.30pm when I finally got a cab.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Was reflecting on myself, when I suddenly realize that I dont have any close girl friends. All seems to leave me after some time, not say physically, but in the sense of proximity. Maybe there's something wrong with me causing all my good friends to leave me, mostly female friends. But thanks to those who are still my good friends.
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Yap, I'm workin now, but as a temp staff, so nothing much to say. 5.5days work, 9-6pm. Environment not bad, but politics quite alot. Haa, should try to get use.
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Anyway, will be uploading some pics, so will keep you all updated. Thanks for visiting my website. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-2644864381755988965?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/2644864381755988965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=2644864381755988965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2644864381755988965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/2644864381755988965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-going-on.html' title='Whats going on ?!?!'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-5645957429590912941</id><published>2007-06-03T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T13:46:23.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POSTEXAMINITY</title><content type='html'>What is postexaminity? Its a word I derived from Sociology : Globalisation's pOstmodernity. The "era" after modern should be the brief definition. So for Postexaminity, its the "period" after examinations. Lame? U define.
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Went for the movie Shrek 3 after the exams on 30th May 07. Its quite nice, just that you could anticipate the next scene, no surprises. Other than that, its quite a relaxing and enjoyable movie. Worth it to watch.
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Just yesterday, the soccer team that my sec. school friends formed, Dreamz, had a soccer match in Everton Park, some where in Tanjong Pagar. I wasnt fit enough to play, so, I became a spectator for the match. And took some picture.
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&lt;a href="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa70/catronizer/020607_soccer1_800X600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa70/catronizer/020607_soccer1_400X300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=1 face='arial' color=#000000&gt;Dreamz on the field&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=1 face='arial' color=#000000&gt;On field team Conference, briefed by captain Phua&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=1 face='arial' color=#000000&gt;Group photo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Yap, our team lose the match, (1-0). It was not the skills that the dreamz lose to, but its the lack of team co-ordination, as most of us meet up only like once every half a year to play soccer, whereas the opposing team are meeting up frequently. But nevertheless, they played well. And also thanks to junwei's friends, who joined the team as guest players.
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Late last night, i was hanging out in Bugis when I saw this lengendary car, Toyota AE 86 Trueno. It does not share the same colour as the on you see in Initial D. Here's a pic of that car.
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&lt;a href="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa70/catronizer/ae86_1_600X450.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;
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&lt;font size=1 face='arial' color=#000000&gt;AE86 Trueno&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Anyway, was clearing my email this morning and saw this email by weiwei about, cute stuffs or something like tat. It was abt a cute thai advertisement about the facial cream, Smooth E. I find it kind of cute and sweet. You all should take a look at the clips, by the way, its in youtube too.
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&lt;a href="http://orrh.livejournal.com/49050.html" target="_blank"&gt;Smooth E advertisement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Enjoy!
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Nothing much to blog about. Is looking for job. Any recommendations?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-5645957429590912941?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/5645957429590912941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=5645957429590912941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5645957429590912941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/5645957429590912941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/06/postexaminity.html' title='POSTEXAMINITY'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-6428901013127478396</id><published>2007-05-29T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:02:59.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Assault..</title><content type='html'>One last day before my last exam for this year. 1 more day to freedom &amp; final assault on my small and simple brain... 
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Nah, still got 6 OR more modules to complete my studies...
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Was browsing through youtube when I saw JJ Lin's new duet song, or rather, a song which I never hear before. Its a duet with Jin Sha, its not the wind blow song (*giggle), its Love's in the Air. I'm not sure when is it released, so correct me in anyway that I'm wrong, but i love that song. Here's the link :&lt;p align=center&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSQsQWAUpmA" target="_blank"&gt; 發現愛 Love's In The Air &lt;/a&gt;
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By the way, I need a job, any recommendation/s?
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Last minute buddha's-leg-hugging, DND (Do not disturb).&lt;br&gt;= p Bleahz.. hahaaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-6428901013127478396?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/6428901013127478396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=6428901013127478396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6428901013127478396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/6428901013127478396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/05/final-assault.html' title='Final Assault..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-7489216901045416619</id><published>2007-05-28T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:21:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Stress... Hahaha..</title><content type='html'>Wed will be my last paper, elements of social applied psychology. One of the most difficult paper, as it require alot of memorizing, but seriously speaking, I've spend almost 2 weeks time slacking and not studying, until today. Damn, EXAM STRESS...
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Anyway,  just watch Pirates of Carribean : At world's end with my family yesterday at Vivo City. Not a bad show for those fans, but for those who did not watch the second POC, they will be in lost world. Worth it to watch on weekend.
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After the show, we went for dinner at one of the restaurant in Food Republic, forgot which, the food not really fantastic anyway. Then on the way down from food republic to basement carpark, there's some sort of car roadshow. And guess what, Lambo is one of the display car.
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&lt;a href="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa70/catronizer/gallardo1_800X600.jpg"&gt;
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&lt;font size=1 face='arial' color=#000000&gt;Lamborghini Gallardo front&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size=1 face='arial' color=#000000&gt;Lamborghini Gallardo back&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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There were other cars too, but not to be compared to the supercar above. Bias-ness.. NO, I still love EVolution, and Rex. *laugh
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&lt;a href="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa70/catronizer/mit_evo_1024X768.jpg"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa70/catronizer/mit_evo_400X250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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By the way, saw nita and her family at vivo too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-7489216901045416619?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/7489216901045416619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=7489216901045416619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7489216901045416619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/7489216901045416619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-stress-hahaha.html' title='Exam Stress... Hahaha..'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</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-20208683.post-8208557037743337106</id><published>2007-05-22T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T14:03:57.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Ring Ring...</title><content type='html'>Ring Ring Ring, S.H.E's song? Nope. I just bought a new handphone. Sounds lame, too bad, you are reading a lamer's blog.
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My dad just bought a Nokia N80 for me. It's not in my list of handphones that I wanted. I was seriously having a hard time thinking what to buy. My list of handphones start from Samsung Slim edition phones, SGH-U600, SGH-Z720(3G), SGH-Z370(3G), LG's Chocolate (KU800/3G), KE600, 02's Graphite(smartphone/3G), Sony Erisson's W880i(3G), Z610i(3G) and Motorola's V3xx. Notice that Nokia phone is not in the list. *laugh
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Comparing all the phone and pricing, and abit of their functions, N80 turn up to be the most value-for-money. The only thing which I dont like, would be its design, DAMN BULKY. Its only when I went home and try the phone, the terror begin. The phone's OS is damn freaking slow. Navigation confusing(perhaps too many functions), Phone design too big to put in my pocket. These are the minus points which I notice. Plus points, awaiting discovery. &lt;br&gt;Anyway, many thanks to my dad, the third handphone he bought for me in 2 years. Spendthrift son he has.
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By the way, I kept forgetting I'm having exam, and should be studying for it. *laugh, again. By today, most of my friends have finish their exams, mine still a few days away. Most likely after the exams, I will start working full time, then convert to part time studies, cause seriously speaking, I dont think I will fare well in the exams this time round. Haiz.
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Guess I should stop blogging, I should start my studies. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20208683-8208557037743337106?l=catronizer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/feeds/8208557037743337106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20208683&amp;postID=8208557037743337106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8208557037743337106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20208683/posts/default/8208557037743337106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catronizer.blogspot.com/2007/05/ring-ring-ring.html' title='Ring Ring Ring...'/><author><name>Catronizer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01588703687824188758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
