<?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-534881687529472125</id><updated>2012-01-25T04:19:07.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The everydae me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6751298492078184868</id><published>2009-03-27T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:11:31.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random rantings</title><content type='html'>"who you are has been decided when you reach the age of 5." I saw this in my communication lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is this fair to individuals coming from a dysfunctional family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean they cant walk out of the vicious circle that has been preset even before they develop their schematas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it feel to be nurtured in a family that promises security, support and a place for voicing out your concern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me he told his parents almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it is ever possible in my setting. U need really supportive family members that can guide you for your problems. But most of the times, I'm the one guiding them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6751298492078184868?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6751298492078184868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6751298492078184868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6751298492078184868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6751298492078184868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-rantings.html' title='random rantings'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-5009475421765076656</id><published>2009-03-21T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:55:44.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend gave me a survey that asks about my upbringing, childhood experiences and family.I dint quite like the survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realised why I'm like that todae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5009475421765076656?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5009475421765076656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5009475421765076656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5009475421765076656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5009475421765076656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-friend-gave-me-survey-that-asks.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1342578823898331790</id><published>2009-03-08T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:36:32.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week was kinda hectic for me, with 3 quizzes that whizzed past so furiously that I thought I was hit by a bullet train. Whats more, 2 suicide cases just happened in the campus this week. both from EEE. on the other hand, it's the first time I felt great after finishing my com studies and thermo quiz. At least with the assurance that I wun flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ending my first year life.&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1342578823898331790?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1342578823898331790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1342578823898331790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1342578823898331790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1342578823898331790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-week-was-kinda-hectic-for-me-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-5496561003256945081</id><published>2009-03-02T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:11:10.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's just sad that money is the key to many doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was richer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5496561003256945081?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5496561003256945081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5496561003256945081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5496561003256945081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5496561003256945081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-just-sad-that-money-is-key-to-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6489745567375912358</id><published>2009-02-28T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:10:04.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel damn old looking at those in-line rollerskating teenies. They are like full of energy and contrastly, I'm so devoid of it. I think I better start doing something that my age allows me to do before I expire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6489745567375912358?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6489745567375912358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6489745567375912358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6489745567375912358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6489745567375912358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-damn-old-looking-at-those-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3711465967492718232</id><published>2009-02-19T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:52:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fall for it again. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3711465967492718232?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3711465967492718232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3711465967492718232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3711465967492718232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3711465967492718232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-fall-for-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8540155996586010568</id><published>2009-02-17T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:21:56.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the hilly road I walk&lt;br /&gt;Up the countless stairs I pant&lt;br /&gt;Beads of sweat trickling down&lt;br /&gt;Going home this is&lt;br /&gt;What a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranded on the island&lt;br /&gt;miles away from my hometown&lt;br /&gt;The air here's full of smoke&lt;br /&gt;shrouds my sight&lt;br /&gt;clogs my nose&lt;br /&gt;I wished I was really home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy steps I drag&lt;br /&gt;In it full of thermodynamics and organic chem&lt;br /&gt;A day just wheezed pass&lt;br /&gt;very soon I'm an age older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed like weeks in the army&lt;br /&gt;my rifle was my wife&lt;br /&gt;Weeks just flew past&lt;br /&gt;my lecture notes is my wife now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday's a drag&lt;br /&gt;so heavy that I fall sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Cuts and scars&lt;br /&gt;they made what I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8540155996586010568?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8540155996586010568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8540155996586010568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8540155996586010568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8540155996586010568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-hilly-road-i-walk-up-countless.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6765973824516927258</id><published>2009-01-29T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:17:13.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had just spent my CNY at KL, which is totally awesome. The fireworks and firecrackers that u dun get to see much in singapore is spanking rampant over there. It really add on to the CNY mood with all this garnishes that otherwise singapore cant give u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6765973824516927258?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6765973824516927258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6765973824516927258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6765973824516927258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6765973824516927258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-just-spent-my-cny-at-kl-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7858466230897529775</id><published>2009-01-19T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:01:34.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae my dentist told me studies is not everything, u need to have some social life. It's difficult to balance both, unless u have very good family and friends. Life's all about learning new things evryday, even stuff as minute as this makes one more mature. U can be 50 years old but still behaving like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I once said, u can choose to live a day 365 times in a year or reversely, 365 different days in a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7858466230897529775?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7858466230897529775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7858466230897529775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7858466230897529775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7858466230897529775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/todae-my-dentist-told-me-studies-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4286175566122138127</id><published>2009-01-12T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:25:50.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeing u with another guy, I smiled. with a broken heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4286175566122138127?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4286175566122138127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4286175566122138127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4286175566122138127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4286175566122138127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeing-u-with-another-guy-i-smiled.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7557300706806776461</id><published>2009-01-01T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:59:12.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>2009 promises to be full of passion and intensity. I've deleted away all the setbacks in 2008 and will embrace year 2009 wholeheartedly. No more bitchings and complaints for I take control of the life that I wanna live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run ur own race and go all out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7557300706806776461?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7557300706806776461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7557300706806776461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7557300706806776461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7557300706806776461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-797591271870394634</id><published>2008-12-31T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:51:31.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year resolution</title><content type='html'>It's the time of the year again, when everything u've done gets recorded into the year 2008 report book. This hasnt been a smooth-sailing year for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first 7months, I worked my ass off in a place where no educated pple would choose. After that came the start of uni which is totally gay and draining. Looking back at the previous year resolution, I'm just able to realise half of it the most. So this new year I wanna try to achieve my newly-found goals before I aged too rapidly and unable to do them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is valuable, so cherish it. &lt;br /&gt;1) 2B license&lt;br /&gt;2) Climb mount kinobalu&lt;br /&gt;3) Spanking good results for the whole year&lt;br /&gt;4) stay fit and healthy&lt;br /&gt;5) PPCDL license&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-797591271870394634?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/797591271870394634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=797591271870394634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/797591271870394634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/797591271870394634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-resolution.html' title='New year resolution'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-2605522887964597075</id><published>2008-12-30T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:15:42.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been one of the disappointing moments that I experienced. Whats frustrating is  the amount of effort u put in doesnt equate to the results u get. U can put in ur 110% and u dun even get back 60%. Maybe somewhere gone wrong. something gone haywire. bad karma. too much sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just not cut out for studying. Maybe I would have done better starting out a small business. entrepreneur. musician. Too bad I am a poor bloke who doesnt have any capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've alrdy fallen to the bottom most pit, and the only way now is to climb my way up this dark and cruel hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who believe in me, I'm sorry to have disappoint u all greatly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2605522887964597075?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2605522887964597075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2605522887964597075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2605522887964597075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2605522887964597075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-one-of-disappointing-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1349349150297298416</id><published>2008-12-17T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:34:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SUjfzy1ZchI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6VoTJZpVRXU/s1600-h/cover_suns_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SUjfzy1ZchI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6VoTJZpVRXU/s320/cover_suns_small.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280716644003967506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel that took me almost 3 months to complete(thanks to sch assignments and stuff) is a brilliant and almost heart wrenching book. The story depicts the tragic fate of afghan women, even as the world enters into the modern era, the state in afghanistan is not much better off than US a few centuries back. Khaled Hosseini brings up the life of the characters in the plot with so much spirit and details that makes every reader feels like they just have led an afghan's before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it a 4.5/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SUjiJguUdiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Aik73Zv1eUo/s1600-h/cover_kite_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SUjiJguUdiI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Aik73Zv1eUo/s320/cover_kite_small.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280719216122820130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another book that Khaled wrote, this is pretty much my favourite so far. It talks about values, pride and loyalty. The story of the unwavering loyalty of a servant to his master, which will touch the conscience of every human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it a 5/5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1349349150297298416?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1349349150297298416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1349349150297298416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1349349150297298416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1349349150297298416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-books.html' title='Great books'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SUjfzy1ZchI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6VoTJZpVRXU/s72-c/cover_suns_small.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6101977416039705713</id><published>2008-12-14T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:29:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe what I did todae was quite morally wrong, but in a fit of anger and displeasure at the lacklustre service, it's justified. Until I heard that they will get a big one from their superior then did my conscience beat a little. At the instant when the act was commited, teaching them a lesson is only what I'm concerned. Maybe it's played abit too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma always have a way to find me. and i was never lucky in escaping it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6101977416039705713?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6101977416039705713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6101977416039705713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6101977416039705713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6101977416039705713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/maybe-what-i-did-todae-was-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-4426960989688686246</id><published>2008-12-08T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:41:30.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The race</title><content type='html'>I never knew I could do it, less finishing it at a considerably good timing for myself. 5h 35mins for 42km for a first timer and possibly the last. The last 10km was really trying and draining, for every km seems further than usual, intensified by the glaring sun. Initially, I wanted to stop at the turning point at 21km, but just kept on running till I had my first voluntary stop at 30km. The rest of the marathon is like a never-ending journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's most satisfying is I dint let myself down, and those that believe in me down.&lt;br /&gt;It's a milestone in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4426960989688686246?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4426960989688686246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4426960989688686246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4426960989688686246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4426960989688686246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/race.html' title='The race'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2213752889798559900</id><published>2008-12-03T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:37:02.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant help, but feel that I'm an ingrateful scum sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2213752889798559900?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2213752889798559900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2213752889798559900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2213752889798559900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2213752889798559900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-help-but-feel-that-im-ingrateful.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6548235719251242702</id><published>2008-11-29T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:54:53.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suffered an outbreak yesterdae, just right after my exam ended. It's the first time that had happened this year. Thought that the rashes wouldnt come back to haunt me again but it still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another key, I'm utterly disappointed with my so called family that cant even lend me a modest 2k to buy a laptop. And the key word here is lend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6548235719251242702?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6548235719251242702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6548235719251242702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6548235719251242702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6548235719251242702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-suffered-outbreak-yesterdae-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2074000223848597509</id><published>2008-11-27T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:40:53.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae's paper is full of crap. Ques that I think will not come out surfaced for every single paper. I got no one to thank but myself. Anyway, final bio paper to go and I shall unleash what is called the latent heat of freedom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2074000223848597509?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2074000223848597509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2074000223848597509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2074000223848597509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2074000223848597509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/todaes-paper-is-full-of-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-429523351728141389</id><published>2008-11-23T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:47:03.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>enulf about all those bitchings and groaning about exams. It's coming to an end, even though I still have half a dozen papers to go. Exams should not be feared and dread. Instead it's essentital to ensure that we are learning the right knowledge. Without exams, we will not mug as hard to drive those facts into our somewhat shrunked capacity memory. Although sometimes we get stressed out by our own expectation to perform, it should not be so overwhelming until we neglect our own well being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some attempt to think positive. and to lift myself off that exam mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-429523351728141389?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/429523351728141389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=429523351728141389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/429523351728141389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/429523351728141389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/enulf-about-all-those-bitchings-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6367344548267355908</id><published>2008-11-19T01:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:28:35.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praktik Saya Melayu</title><content type='html'>Saya amat marah sekarang. Komputer tidak fungsi, telah susah. Esok ada kertas Bahasa Melayu. Saya mempraktikkan menulis karangan. Kertas ini saya hendak mendapat A. Jika mendapat akibat baik, Saya akan gembira. Saya akan mengambil Melayu tingkat kedua kalau ada waktu lapang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I am very angry now. Computer not functioning, spoilt alrdy. Tmw have malay language paper thats why I'm practising writing my compo here. This paper I want to get A. If can get good results, I will be very happy. I will take malay level 2 if i have free time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language is fun, aint it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6367344548267355908?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6367344548267355908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6367344548267355908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6367344548267355908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6367344548267355908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/praktik-saya-melayu.html' title='Praktik Saya Melayu'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-4615177587814729609</id><published>2008-11-16T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:46:52.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On my way home todae in the bus, I met with a pair of mutes. They did what mute does(communicate through hand signals) and without a doubt, drew some attention from the passengers. Sometimes I wonder, these unfortunate people got to put up with all kinds of criticism from others for their shortcomings, and they would have grown used to it then to let it bother them. But some of us healthy and more fortunate humans cant even live as carefree as them. We hold other's criticism too seriously and more or less, gets impeded by what we want to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the imperfections in humans that make them interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4615177587814729609?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4615177587814729609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4615177587814729609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4615177587814729609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4615177587814729609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-my-way-home-todae-in-bus-i-met-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-275922297173063475</id><published>2008-11-12T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:07:56.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got it frm ky blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. &lt;br /&gt;Try again | Give me more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-275922297173063475?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/275922297173063475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=275922297173063475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/275922297173063475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/275922297173063475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/got-it-frm-ky-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3337256259575932046</id><published>2008-11-10T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:09:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its not the time to regret. Move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3337256259575932046?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3337256259575932046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3337256259575932046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3337256259575932046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3337256259575932046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-time-to-regret.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6523927976916755195</id><published>2008-10-29T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:25:50.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I should have followed my interest instead of choosing something for its practicality. Feeling abit of regret for stepping my leg into this sticky mud, the only thing I could do now is learning to love it. Maybe I would feel happier doing something closer to my soul for the next 4 yrs. But still, I will rise even higher with every stumble that I made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6523927976916755195?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6523927976916755195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6523927976916755195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6523927976916755195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6523927976916755195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-guess-i-should-have-followed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2159422634988807474</id><published>2008-10-27T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T02:26:41.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there still life?</title><content type='html'>What is life? I guess I've been trying to figure this out since this new chapter unfolds. Hectic.Rush.Quiz. I want my life back. And to be able to, I need to learn how to juggle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2159422634988807474?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2159422634988807474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2159422634988807474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2159422634988807474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2159422634988807474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-there-still-life.html' title='Is there still life?'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-8004366174733781080</id><published>2008-10-12T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:14:03.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I'm getting quite a bit of a HOO-hah over my new image, with so many pple failing to recognise me though my face still remain the same. Even in the public i get all sortas stares, from curious ah peks to shy peeks from the other gender. I think I'm quite liking my new identity, as people need some change over the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8004366174733781080?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8004366174733781080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8004366174733781080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8004366174733781080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8004366174733781080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-realised-im-getting-quite-bit-of-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4287963380741482234</id><published>2008-09-28T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:06:04.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its about time.&lt;br /&gt;My capacitor has charged to almost 95%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I guess i shouldnt have worked till the last week before sch starts, leaving me with effectively no time to rest and to mentally refresh myself. Finally, I managed to take a break after 7 weeks of "got hit by something so fast that I dun even noe wat it is" type of nonsense. Actually I've been going out almost every single dae in the whole recess, except that it only lasted for a while for most of it. Somehow, I hope this recess could have been longer because I really have so much things I wanna do, but cant seem to get the right foot moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tuner has set the right frequency, and hopefully enough battery life to last me till the next break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to make lemonade if somebody throw a lemon at me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4287963380741482234?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4287963380741482234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4287963380741482234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4287963380741482234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4287963380741482234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-about-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6894136525942659577</id><published>2008-09-25T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:44:07.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcPUZU7Gql0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcPUZU7Gql0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6894136525942659577?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6894136525942659577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6894136525942659577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6894136525942659577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6894136525942659577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6312227343483512017</id><published>2008-09-22T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:43:34.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow i think I should have done it. But its over now, leaving me alittle regret lingering at the back of my head. Those inhibitions, I should have cast it away by taking a bolder and bigger step when I first started out. It seems I've been walking around this same circle that promises security but denies experiences. I've told myself to live in the present, instead of living in dark shadows, like a slave that is trapped by its very own master. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This break couldnt have come at a more appropriate time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6312227343483512017?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6312227343483512017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6312227343483512017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6312227343483512017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6312227343483512017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/somehow-i-think-i-should-have-done-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4297832812193875839</id><published>2008-09-20T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:18:55.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The immense amount of tremors&lt;br /&gt;From the very core it radiates&lt;br /&gt;Shook and almost triped me&lt;br /&gt;But as the great Caesar never fall&lt;br /&gt;I shall too, follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fuel cells are becoming weak.&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously low.&lt;br /&gt;Need to....&lt;br /&gt;reecharge.&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4297832812193875839?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4297832812193875839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4297832812193875839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4297832812193875839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4297832812193875839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/immense-amount-of-tremors-from-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8772265420030983642</id><published>2008-09-14T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:30:04.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The damage that i sustained in the past seems to have left me with a unforgettably deep scar. It cant be rubbed, cleaned or washed away. Injuries will heal, but it leave behind the mark that u have to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8772265420030983642?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8772265420030983642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8772265420030983642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8772265420030983642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8772265420030983642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/damage-that-i-sustained-in-past-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6103823495769711453</id><published>2008-09-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:32:55.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>History dint occur very important to me in the past.but I think it do now, for i've been wondering wat the hell I've been doing all these while. And I start to enjoy taxi's conversation with the uncle nowadays. Todae one of them told me, " Do ur best in watever u do and u will have no regret."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6103823495769711453?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6103823495769711453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6103823495769711453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6103823495769711453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6103823495769711453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/history-dint-occur-very-important-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-5220961840044676474</id><published>2008-09-04T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:11:35.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's way overdue but i still gonna deliver my warmest and sincerest greetings to all the teachers in the world. U all are a noble lot. All of you sacrifice countless of free time to help out students during consultation, cant rejecting them even when u realised they are just plain lazy to use their brains..&lt;br /&gt;I owe my progress todae to all my teachers from all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not have get past my chemistry during the Os without Mrs Tay Lian Tee's help when I was failing the subject like nobody's business. Likewise for the ever accomodating and patience Santa Claus (Mr Tan) who wont fail to ensure my understanding through the countless "after-class consultation", u simply effected somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jc my teachers play an even pivotal role in my life. Ms Yong, Ms Seah, Mr Ng. These are the few that put in lots of effort to help their students, even if it means later nights, shorter rest and tirer days. Most importantly, I would not be doing wat I'm doing now in college if not for this special teacher, Mrs Rosalind Lim. She helped me turn my straights Fs in chemistry since I step into Jc to a sparkling, polished "2 legs with a pointed head" grade at the end of the journey. There are of course many who choose not to believe my capability at that time for a distinction and in fact, downright esteem-bustingly criticising that I'm wasting the teacher's time. There's even such a comment directed to me such as " smart means smart, no matter how hard u try u still wun make it." I've to thank that person for it. for making me so pissed. and turning that into positive energy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he's reading this from somewhere,sometime,somewhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to all the teachers for making such an impact on a person's life. This is a noble and self-sacrificing profession. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Teachers's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u just have to give something back instead of taking all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5220961840044676474?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5220961840044676474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5220961840044676474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5220961840044676474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5220961840044676474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-way-overdue-but-i-still-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2819194045371557583</id><published>2008-08-31T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:06:19.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm slipping into a state of desolation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2819194045371557583?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2819194045371557583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2819194045371557583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2819194045371557583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2819194045371557583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-slipping-into-state-of-desolution.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8321578990487877275</id><published>2008-08-21T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:55:21.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes things just did not turn out what it's supposed to be. When u thought u're on the right track, the almighty just wanna derail u. For whatever it may seems, certainly it's a test of ur resolution, a test of ur will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too glad with how it turned out. not at all on how it could be and how it's still gonna be. This great jigsaw is composed of a thousand, zillions small pieces waiting to be fixed into a grand masterpiece. However, finding the first few tiny bits proved to be challenging, if not draining. Sometimes I just wanna let it all go. Other times I tried, but could not even touch what I've set my sight on. at the very least bit. This is not an easy road. Nobody said its gonna be. I could have chickened out, but i dint. Because I chose to award myself this final angelic hope that with my tenacity, everything will fit into place nicely. It dint. And I'm in a lost now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was like the past when everything is brought to u with that sparkling silver spoon. I wish it was like the past when u tripped, and many will forgive for that ignorance. Ignorance is bliss,really.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty. Unsure. unable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8321578990487877275?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8321578990487877275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8321578990487877275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8321578990487877275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8321578990487877275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-things-just-did-not-turn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4768405853415629192</id><published>2008-08-17T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:23:16.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I could never have imagine the Olympics being able to evoke such strong sense of emotions. The mega event that brings forth every sportsman of different race and nationalities all in the pursue of one goal, could never, ever be more satisfying for Singapore in this new generation. China was a spectacular host, presenting its history in a magnificent and brillant form, leaving every Chinese in the world a sense of dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've nv felt any prouder as a Chinese and, a singaporean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4768405853415629192?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4768405853415629192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4768405853415629192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4768405853415629192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4768405853415629192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-could-never-have-imagine-olympics.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3351709835310185790</id><published>2008-08-07T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:41:12.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A glance in the past</title><content type='html'>How I wish the time can reversed for some of the events that become precious memories in the present. If I valued every single moment of 2007-2008(july) and lived it to my bestest ability. Shld have cast away the inhibition and the insecurities and indulge in every moment of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like history left me with a valuable lessson - to treasure the present before it slips away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I told someone that my friends from as long as Psch still remain with me. Only if they bother to keep the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bdae, ZHONG GUO XIAO JIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3351709835310185790?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3351709835310185790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3351709835310185790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3351709835310185790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3351709835310185790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/glance-in-past.html' title='A glance in the past'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4583074768540515381</id><published>2008-08-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:31:15.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, sch just started 2 daes ago and everything went just fine I supposed. Nice school, everything new. It just make me recalled that from sec school onwards, all the schools I been to are new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for all the electives that will be useful in the future, but my core is alrdy quite xiong and very "science". So i shall reframe from taking on anymore science modules. Actually I prefer taking arts than science, but for a wider path I took on enginnering. Hope to keep my current "free wed" free during the add/drop period. Till again, i shall immense myself in loads of covalent ionic bonds coupled with eukaroytes prokaroytes bla bla bla..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4583074768540515381?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4583074768540515381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4583074768540515381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4583074768540515381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4583074768540515381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-sch-just-started-2-daes-ago-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8713312751593942243</id><published>2008-07-19T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:30:08.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A sudden rush of excitement flushed through my body. I've nv felt it for a reasonable amount of time and for it to be so strong and intense, something in my head tells me not to waste it. Call it the hunger for knowledge which arised from the absenced of routine enrichment of the mind in the name of a greater good. Amazingly, I'm looking forward to it. To step into the unknown, to unravel possibilities, to peek into the future. This is gonna be my last straw, for i will hold, as long as the stick burns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the flow, I cant, for my greater self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nxt phase shall unfold. Its gonna be promising for I will make it happen if it dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my long awaited college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8713312751593942243?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8713312751593942243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8713312751593942243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8713312751593942243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8713312751593942243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/sudden-rush-of-excitement-flushed.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2544692672298481773</id><published>2008-07-09T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:34:47.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone ask me how come I dun wanna go for any orientation camps. Can get to know more friends, as well as girlfriends..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I replied, " I dun need those camps to make friends or girlfriends!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..Wat sorta of attitude or behaviour can u derive from this statement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone enlighten me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2544692672298481773?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2544692672298481773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2544692672298481773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2544692672298481773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2544692672298481773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/someone-ask-me-how-come-i-dun-wanna-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6688554532044218518</id><published>2008-06-18T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:24:30.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sure pays to put on a mask sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others doesnt know u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u still know others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pretendnence is the best resolve. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SFkabasvujI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NDgjbeAGtIE/s1600-h/vizard-mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SFkabasvujI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NDgjbeAGtIE/s320/vizard-mask.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213227101983849010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6688554532044218518?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6688554532044218518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6688554532044218518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6688554532044218518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6688554532044218518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-sure-pays-to-put-on-mask-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/SFkabasvujI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NDgjbeAGtIE/s72-c/vizard-mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-716211902664943170</id><published>2008-06-11T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:58:57.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pple just tend to bear grudges. For even the most trivial and minute thing. They cant totally forgive, as they are alrdy being left a deep and unsightly scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to lower ur ego or swallow ur pride, for that is something that defines u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-716211902664943170?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/716211902664943170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=716211902664943170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/716211902664943170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/716211902664943170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/pple-just-tend-to-bear-grudges.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8076248512113914434</id><published>2008-05-24T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:52:12.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the recent spate of natural disasters that affect my surrounding countries, it makes me value life much more. Come to think of it, life's really very fragile and brittle. You really won't know whats gonna happen the next moment, day or years. It could be a cyclone, an earthquake that robs away that little life of yours. Its just saddening to see another of your kind being victimized by such unpredictable disasters. Stranded homelessly, food shortage and epidemic outbreaks, this are the conditions that they have to brace with at least for the next 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we got to learn how to live each dae to its fullest becos u will never know whats gonna struck u the very next moment. One will only leave behind regrets if they dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clearly understand that, but to take the initial leap to open your own doors to others, I'm still hesitating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8076248512113914434?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8076248512113914434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8076248512113914434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8076248512113914434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8076248512113914434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-recent-spate-of-natural-disasters.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4445768415627407164</id><published>2008-05-19T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:52:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Tan Kian Beng Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so amazingly true it took me by storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4445768415627407164?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4445768415627407164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4445768415627407164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4445768415627407164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4445768415627407164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-tan-kian-beng-means-you-are-seeker.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-905334441089980365</id><published>2008-05-11T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:28:03.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye</title><content type='html'>I guess age is catching up with me. No longer do I feel that energized or vibrant and tend to get tired easily. Maybe thats the way how life is. As u get older, one becomes lazier. Just a short walk in town tires even though that is like so in my life last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to really say Bye Bye my teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this song by Mariah Carey is really outstanding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-905334441089980365?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/905334441089980365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=905334441089980365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/905334441089980365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/905334441089980365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1681211421114629870</id><published>2008-04-30T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:18:38.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Fool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1681211421114629870?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1681211421114629870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1681211421114629870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1681211421114629870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1681211421114629870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-are-fool-fool-is-card-of-infinite.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4444437013960106003</id><published>2008-04-23T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:43:02.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anxiety is not a joke. Either it makes or break. To overcome it, be composed, collected and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BU YAO HUANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad its over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4444437013960106003?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4444437013960106003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4444437013960106003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4444437013960106003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4444437013960106003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/anxiety-is-not-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-1230716122895484020</id><published>2008-04-16T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:13:29.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumultous times</title><content type='html'>Its a series of challenges in the upcoming week or so, in fact each has its distinctive ability to instill anxiety and fear. Being strong is one. Being lucky is yet another. And normally the latter do not have much fate with me. As such I've got to transfer half of the latter's energy to the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt it without mountains and summits to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt it if its just a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt it when the whole world is on your side.&lt;br /&gt;Life is what u think it is, what I want it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1230716122895484020?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1230716122895484020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1230716122895484020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1230716122895484020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1230716122895484020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/tumultous-times.html' title='Tumultous times'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7164055358122263747</id><published>2008-04-10T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:43:16.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm guess I just have to be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got devoured by my devilish half today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My typical day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9hrs - Work&lt;br /&gt;1hr - Getting to work&lt;br /&gt;7hrs - sleep&lt;br /&gt;7hrs - free time (that little rite?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7164055358122263747?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7164055358122263747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7164055358122263747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7164055358122263747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7164055358122263747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-guess-i-just-have-to-be-stronger.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7259272125138033807</id><published>2008-04-05T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T17:29:13.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ESFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/esfp.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are a smooth talker and incorrigible flirt.&lt;br /&gt;While you get into relationships easily, you don't tend to stick around when times get tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in groups. You keep everyone laughing through difficult tasks.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Capable, fair, and efficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, stubborn, and silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7259272125138033807?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7259272125138033807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-3557068191993101063</id><published>2008-04-04T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:21:34.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Into the world I look&lt;br /&gt;So full of ugly faces and acts&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes&lt;br /&gt;If it's just me or my specs&lt;br /&gt;For I've looked through a myopic scope&lt;br /&gt;and I really hoped&lt;br /&gt;that's the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Sure it sucks if it aint&lt;br /&gt;Sure it hurts to know&lt;br /&gt;Reality is cruel &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An idealist I yearn I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daring to dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Willing to pursue&lt;br /&gt;Reality is selfish&lt;br /&gt;Reality is an idealist best enemy&lt;br /&gt;Yet still struck with its foe nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;I turned into the one&lt;br /&gt;full of logic and reason&lt;br /&gt;void of dreams and ideals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant hate what I am&lt;br /&gt;I only hope what I can&lt;br /&gt;I thank what I have&lt;br /&gt;and what I am not&lt;br /&gt;Wasted youth once it shouts&lt;br /&gt;Now it whispers&lt;br /&gt;Wasted life it never will&lt;br /&gt;In my ears I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to live&lt;br /&gt;not to follow&lt;br /&gt;not for others&lt;br /&gt;for urself&lt;br /&gt;Learn to smile&lt;br /&gt;at others&lt;br /&gt;more so for urself&lt;br /&gt;Learn to let go&lt;br /&gt;the greatest worry&lt;br /&gt;Learn to forgive&lt;br /&gt;Though still trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to learn&lt;br /&gt;all your learnings&lt;br /&gt;to make yours&lt;br /&gt;a learnt life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3557068191993101063?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-1411957090938699818</id><published>2008-03-27T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:32:02.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae's been really disappointing, one of the very few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It struck so hard that I just wanna cushion myself in my pillow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1411957090938699818?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1411957090938699818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1411957090938699818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1411957090938699818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1411957090938699818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/todaes-been-really-disappointing-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-4645037447846077803</id><published>2008-03-23T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:19:29.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels weird the last few days when I dint work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work gives u the direction of life. It structures that precious 24hr and gives shape to ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks has been mainly work for me. I cut down alot of unecessary outings, meetups and dinners. Alarmingly, I only been to town this year for less than 5 times. haha. However, I'm still facing a recession for most of my money goes to driving and dental appointments. And I'm not gonna frequent so much Bdae parties from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a big saving scheme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4645037447846077803?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4645037447846077803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4645037447846077803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4645037447846077803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4645037447846077803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-feels-weird-last-few-days-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1017855128049849920</id><published>2008-03-22T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:54:05.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around comes around</title><content type='html'>I think that statement is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on my way back home last wed night with zhong guo xiao jie, I found a small gain. Before he alighted the bus, there was this guy who accidentally left a bag of things on the seat. Though he called out to him several times, he failed to turn back. A while later zhong guo xiao jie called me to tell me bout the discovery and I decided to advance forward calmly to the seats, out of curiosity. I opened up the bag and found a packet of maggie mee, gatsby hair dye and a bottle of wax! Just when I thought of dying my hair, this thing came. So conveniently, I brought it down the bus when I alighted, rejoicing over the small gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day at my workplace during lunch time, I left my cigar behind while being obsessively obssesed with a newpaper article in it. And when I realised 5 mins latr, its no longer there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I believed as Karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1017855128049849920?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1017855128049849920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1017855128049849920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1017855128049849920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1017855128049849920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='What goes around comes around'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-5047625827999974089</id><published>2008-03-20T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:49:32.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spurred by the thought of going back to schooling recently which I wasn't really prepared and looking forward to at this very moment. School projects(which i hate), occupied weekends, no income. These are enulf to put something which I was so eager to look forward in my initial NS occupation at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently reasoning out to one of my colleagues about the cons of studying too much in life because the topic was I aint look like any typical undergraduate or can make it there one.&lt;br /&gt;Told him that as u obsessed urself too much with ur studies, u will realise how much social skills u are gonna missed out. Its definitely good to be book smart, but practically speaking, street smart is gonna be more useful in the latr part of ur life. Anyone sure can regurjitate facts but to bring it across to the hearts of others, it aint written in the textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stereotypes of booksmart are that they lack the bravery and adventurous spirit to venture out of their textbooks to experience life from another perspective. From young they've been taught to obey the rules and when mommy say dun do this, they wun do. Obedient and law-abiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However streetsmarters take risk in their life and from this small chance that they gave to themselves, they are able to discover and achieve alot more compared to a safer approach.&lt;br /&gt;Most entreprenuers are streetsmart as they need this element to compete. If u lack the dare, stick to the conventional way of living and risk regretting life at a later stage for the opportunity lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cert is important but it only opens the door to opportunities not securing it in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself 30% booksmart and 70% streetsmart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5047625827999974089?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5047625827999974089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5047625827999974089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5047625827999974089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5047625827999974089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/spurred-by-thought-of-going-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4614776566637751713</id><published>2008-03-13T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:05:14.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New insights</title><content type='html'>I feel a need to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of the most matured conversations in my workplace todae. Its about racial discrimination and the views of stereotypes with a fellow malay friend. He was telling me he actually prefered "foreign" friends over his own type cos it adds variety to the otherwise monotonous friends he hangs out with. haa. This "foreign" of course is refering to the othr races.&lt;br /&gt;And this statement kinda struck me hard. I too realised I share the same sentiments as him. Being around ur own kind is definitely comfortable but u gotta take a step out to look at the rest of the world. Its this openess that allows sensitive issuses to be discussed among the different ethnic groups and being in a country that emphasizes a hell lot on harmony among the races, we got to respect and accept the differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend commented as well that classifying and stereotyping certain groups of people just based on that individual's act is not healthy. It does not represent the whole group attitude but solely his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely I do noe of people that does this. Some of them becos of some childhood bad Mat experience started to despise the whole racial group. But it aint fair to others who are not like that. I told him I have a friend like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its good to mix with diferent people with different cultures for it opens up ur insights and experience about life. U can nv choose an all chinese workplace. So embrace the melting pot culture that the society provides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed real fast. I realised todae a quarter of the year is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4614776566637751713?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4614776566637751713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4614776566637751713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4614776566637751713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4614776566637751713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-insights.html' title='New insights'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-528727165364242135</id><published>2008-03-10T18:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:16:58.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweetest Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some live for the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kill for the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wined for the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grind for the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and she used to be the sweetest girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and she used to be the sweetest girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High School she was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Just to get a peek again, she’s a 10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High School she was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Just to get a peek again, she’s a 10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never thought that she would come and work for the president&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr. George Washington (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She balls, He calls (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All he wanna know is (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Closed legs don’t get fed, go out there and make my bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All he wanna know is (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She ended up in a rolled car, bruised up, scarred hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All he wanna know is (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She thought he’d call (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I’mma tell you like WU told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cash Rules everything around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall(dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I’mma tell you like WU told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cash Rules everything around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pimpin’ got harder cos, hoes got smarter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the strip is something they don’t wanna be a part of’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rather be up in the club shakin’ for a thug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For triple times the money and spending it like they wanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got they mind on they money, money on they mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got they finger on the trigger, hand on my nines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See every day they feel the struggle, but they stay on their grind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Aint Nobody take it from us, and that’s the bottom line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know there’s a drop in the block&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You move slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You getting’ pressure from cops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you don’t know,and not to lay low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz 25 to life's no joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all my real gorillas thuggin’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On top of corners every day strugglin’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the beautiful women getting’ money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Washin' them dollar bills like laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I’mma tell you like WU told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cash Rules everything around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I’mma tell you like WU told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cash Rules everything around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Money, money-money-money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Money, money-money-money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Drives The World Crazy, we’re crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She used to be (she used to be the sweetest girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She used to be the sweetest girl ever (ever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now she like Sour Ammaretto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wears a dress to the T like the letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you make it rain she will be under the weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She used to run track back in high school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now she tricks off the track right by school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She takes a loss cos she don’t wanna see her child lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So respect her, or pay up for the time used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then she runs to the pastor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he tells her there will be a new chapter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But she feels no different after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then she asks him… Where the money at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I’mma tell you like WU told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cash Rules everything around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I’mma tell you like WU told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cash Rules everything around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some live for the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kill for the bill (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wined for the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grind for the bill (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill (where my money at?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where my money at? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So realistic aint it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-528727165364242135?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/528727165364242135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=528727165364242135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/528727165364242135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/528727165364242135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweetest-girl-some-live-for-bill-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3479293088458590648</id><published>2008-03-06T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:54:25.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just so unwilling to change my working environment in which I've been there for nearly 3 mths. So comfortable with the pple there who always compliment my crap and add on to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt the pay sucks! HOW?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3479293088458590648?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3479293088458590648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3479293088458590648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3479293088458590648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3479293088458590648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-just-so-unwilling-to-change-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7744806822250449218</id><published>2008-03-03T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:11:05.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogging head lines.</title><content type='html'>I just chanced upon this accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Mas Selamat Kastari is believed to be a Jumper. Paladins now on the lookout for him." -Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mas "Scofield" Kastari to sign for Prison Break season 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas "Scofield" Kastari sneaks back into Whitley Detention Centre unnoticed. He says 'The most dangerous place is the safest place to hide. No one will look for me there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;''Sorry no cure. Now Singapore not safe liao!'' - Netizens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Singaporeans band together to look for fugitive after $1-million reward is announced for the capture of Mas Selamat''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Sources revealed that Mas Selamat has the ability to walk thru walls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Mas Selamat: A living Jedi? Uses Force to convince people they did not see him&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;escape&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173513811404332754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wDZqlVHtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/i7Mz4wXK23E/s320/35m2szm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wDPalVHsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6lWIv5r7Ytg/s1600-h/4e5qe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173513635310673602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wDPalVHsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6lWIv5r7Ytg/s320/4e5qe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wGaqlVHwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DT1uZ1tm4yA/s1600-h/fnqm85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173517127119085314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wGaqlVHwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DT1uZ1tm4yA/s320/fnqm85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wELalVHvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SyNYETwmWV4/s1600-h/ehc3sk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173514666102824690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wELalVHvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SyNYETwmWV4/s320/ehc3sk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wD-qlVHuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RrFnAg9IMxk/s1600-h/55f588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173514447059492578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wD-qlVHuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RrFnAg9IMxk/s320/55f588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7744806822250449218?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7744806822250449218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7744806822250449218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7744806822250449218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7744806822250449218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/hogging-head-lines.html' title='Hogging head lines.'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8wDZqlVHtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/i7Mz4wXK23E/s72-c/35m2szm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-5629694435143963137</id><published>2008-03-03T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:19:08.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overconfident?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8vsLqlVHrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zMmooMILZtE/s1600-h/driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173488282118725298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8vsLqlVHrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zMmooMILZtE/s320/driving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was commented for being too overconfident at my driving todae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a good thing, rather than being the other way round. Its easy to lower your ego then to bring it from an unhealthy level, to a normal one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5629694435143963137?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5629694435143963137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5629694435143963137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5629694435143963137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5629694435143963137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/overconfident.html' title='Overconfident?'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8vsLqlVHrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zMmooMILZtE/s72-c/driving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-5329363643147236730</id><published>2008-03-01T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T21:58:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lglKlVHqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KgjckXf3Rd8/s1600-h/bikecorner8rn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172771838624079522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lglKlVHqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KgjckXf3Rd8/s320/bikecorner8rn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lgdKlVHpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9e1U4NQFSTs/s1600-h/646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172771701185126034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lgdKlVHpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9e1U4NQFSTs/s320/646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCps.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lgValVHoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XotNK-wvVAU/s1600-h/imagebt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172771568041139842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lgValVHoI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XotNK-wvVAU/s320/imagebt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lgPalVHnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/uDHs6g2r7sM/s1600-h/8jblzHqFe6R6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172771464961924722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lgPalVHnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/uDHs6g2r7sM/s320/8jblzHqFe6R6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sure noes how to get kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lf_qlVHmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6cEPTniHpQ4/s1600-h/smile1ei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172771194378985058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lf_qlVHmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6cEPTniHpQ4/s320/smile1ei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smilez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lfy6lVHlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ev2bxTmao7A/s1600-h/aun8q4vd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770975335652946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lfy6lVHlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Ev2bxTmao7A/s320/aun8q4vd6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5329363643147236730?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5329363643147236730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5329363643147236730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5329363643147236730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5329363643147236730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-some-pics.html' title='Just some pics'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R8lglKlVHqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KgjckXf3Rd8/s72-c/bikecorner8rn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-7646097105618668378</id><published>2008-02-24T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:18:43.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>A friend told me he works 14hrs a day for a director as an intern and paid a pathetically, $600 a month. Pretty admirable for pursing his dreams yet putting up with such a pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I would ever do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7646097105618668378?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7646097105618668378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7646097105618668378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7646097105618668378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7646097105618668378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-577971799404360679</id><published>2008-02-20T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:22:06.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unusual but pleasant encounter</title><content type='html'>This morning when i boarded bus 15 to work, I was greeted "good morning" by the bus uncle. I smiled, but anyone looking at me will know its a contrived one( in case u all dunno, i dun like to talk for at least an hr from the moment i woke up!)  Thinking that maybe the uncle sukah sukah at random stops just greet people, I decided to just ignore him. At the nxt stop, he still faithfully greeted evry passenger that boarded his bus. So feeling pretty bored and curious, i decided to deployed myself at the seat just beside the ticketing machine to observe this unusual phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. He greeted and thanks everyone who alighted his bus! That is consistenly being polite. Most of the passengers smiled and greeted back. He really put a smile on everyone's face.&lt;br /&gt;Think he's trying to find meaning in his monotonous job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed to the wrong bus todae to my workplace. end up having to run for abt 400m cos i was late! I definitely wun do so if not wanting that stupid old hagged supervisor coming to nag me. So on my run there I was thinking of how to enter gracefully without anyone noticing me late. When i reached the main entrance, I stepped up my awareness 10 notches higher. Indeed it pays! I noticed his fav clothe colour from far loitering ard my intended entrance. Decided to do a flank frm the othr entrance and i have to climb up this "low wall" kinda obstacle! Luckily i had prior training for this in the past, so it aint any prob. Passed that, i just float gracefully into the warehouse, camouflaging into the many decks of shelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a success to my late contingency plan! I believe i am quite proficient in smoking out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-577971799404360679?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/577971799404360679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=577971799404360679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/577971799404360679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/577971799404360679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/unusual-but-pleasant-encounter.html' title='unusual but pleasant encounter'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6027823865450159803</id><published>2008-02-16T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T01:33:32.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks.</title><content type='html'>This post came abit late, but just wanna thanks everybody who took the effort to wish me for my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of surprise greetings which i'll nv expect; those from long lost psch friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And up to the very last minute, there's pple rushing to wish me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all for making me so abundantly wished ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a new bolt of energy.&lt;div 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title='Thanks.'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-5272996258860017439</id><published>2008-02-14T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:19:36.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blame urself for comparing.&lt;br /&gt;Blame urself for neglecting.&lt;br /&gt;Blame urself for my defiance.&lt;br /&gt;Blame urself for being such a biased bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u only have urself to blame for how wayward i became.&lt;br /&gt;For i return to a latch key house since my fomative years.&lt;br /&gt;An empty house.&lt;br /&gt;With four walls and strangers around.&lt;br /&gt;And u dare to scold whenever i return late.&lt;br /&gt;For u never question urself why i dun stay&lt;br /&gt;Compare is the only thing u do.&lt;br /&gt;Ask urself have u ever been fair.&lt;br /&gt;With all ur stinging remarks and sacarstic tone&lt;br /&gt;Nonchalence is the only way to react&lt;br /&gt;Easily gone astray i could have&lt;br /&gt;But my independence truimphs&lt;br /&gt;And warrant a place in the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks urself for the state it is&lt;br /&gt;for u do not know how to teach&lt;br /&gt;and ur overprotectiveness&lt;br /&gt;just makes me more defiant.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is the same.&lt;br /&gt;No same approach.&lt;br /&gt;And when it fails&lt;br /&gt;U just compare.&lt;br /&gt;And blame it on me&lt;br /&gt;for how it works for others&lt;br /&gt;though not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun easily forgive&lt;br /&gt;for this is who I am&lt;br /&gt;And i will nv&lt;br /&gt;for u shouting at me&lt;br /&gt;this very dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gonna extend&lt;br /&gt;for this cold war of 60 days&lt;br /&gt;will nv end&lt;br /&gt;if the same approach is used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm so not gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;in this shithole&lt;br /&gt;that u claimed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5272996258860017439?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5272996258860017439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5272996258860017439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5272996258860017439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5272996258860017439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/blame-urself-for-comparing.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4944903925047721966</id><published>2008-02-14T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:49:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a teen</title><content type='html'>It's Valentine day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it's the same every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact the occasion has been numbed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I'm always alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this yr it's very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This valentine is my last dae as a teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i like to tell pple i'm still 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly its just a few more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to cherish my last few moments to do wat a teen can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some teens quizzes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/channel/teens/list.jsp"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/channel/teens/list.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its kinda true to some extend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're hanging out with your friends everyone's got a role. The comedian. The smarty. The referee. So which one are you? Take our test and find out! Already taken this test?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARius, you're a Sympathetic Sidekick&lt;br /&gt;No one ever accused you of not having a soft side. And that's why friends flock to your sympathetic ear and well-thought-out advice. You are tuned in to the world around you, and you are always looking for ways to bring people together and enjoy each other's company. While some people might have one or two close friends, you like to spread your wings and socialize with any number of people. You are open-hearted and free-spirited, making it easy for you to find common ground with anyone you meet. Keep up the good work — everyone could use a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You a Brat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah — we all act up sometimes. But do you turn into a big baby or a total brat when you get busted? See if your attitude could use adjusting. Take the test! Already taken this test?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARius, you're a Bossy Brat&lt;br /&gt;Large and in charge — that's what you hope to be. And while it's never a bad idea to have a little ambition, you'll do what it takes to get to the top. Unfortunately, it's not always the best way to make friends. Try to remember that life's all about give and take. And sometimes, you have to listen to other people's ideas, especially before you, uh, borrow them.Being CEO of everything doesn't mean you've gotta step on other people's toes. So, slow down, cowboy. Take a big, long breath. Ahhhh. Doesn't that feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And i dun deny being dominating and ambitious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4944903925047721966?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4944903925047721966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4944903925047721966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4944903925047721966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4944903925047721966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/being-teen.html' title='Being a teen'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-7081226654298833232</id><published>2008-02-07T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:29:30.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Youth gives us the energy to be adventurous. Daring to be different and trying out new things. That is wat being young is all about. Dun wait until u're old then regret not doing certain things when u have the capacity and room for learning at a younger age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would feel pathetic for those old people who's trying hard to learn driving when i see them at the school. In terms of learning, i believe they are slower and less absorbant compared to their younger counterparts. And I would wonder why dun they learn it when they were younger. Definitely not having a car is a reason for nt wanting to learn. But wait till u decide to own one, it might be a bit late to pick up. Procrastination might be another reason i could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd speaking of procrastination, I am in pretty deep shit. Cos i missed my acceptance deadline for my university course. Dunno whether will they let me in this study yr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7081226654298833232?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7081226654298833232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7081226654298833232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7081226654298833232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7081226654298833232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/youth-gives-us-energy-to-be-adventurous.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8188618334945448400</id><published>2008-01-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:24:30.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Questions about how my 21st celebration is soon flooding in and i've yet to think of a good plan that can accomodate everyone. Mainly i've no family support in the financial areas and my bdae is so god damn early that i dun have much time to save up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll be a simple one though. And my family have no obligation to make a hooha out of it cos I dun have one to start off with in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aint need anyone to support me cos i have a backbone, trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8188618334945448400?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8188618334945448400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8188618334945448400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8188618334945448400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8188618334945448400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/questions-about-how-my-21st-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3164740364268025652</id><published>2008-01-27T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:52:39.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With first mth of the yr gonna slip past so damn soon, its better for me to start plotting down the things i wanna accomplish for the yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Class 3 license (april)&lt;br /&gt;2) Class 2B license (june)&lt;br /&gt;3) PPCDL license (March)&lt;br /&gt;4) Hiking trip to nature places (not yet decided)&lt;br /&gt;5) Suba diving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All cant be realised without cash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3164740364268025652?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3164740364268025652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3164740364268025652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3164740364268025652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3164740364268025652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/with-first-mth-of-yr-gonna-slip-past-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-364830942183948233</id><published>2008-01-24T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:53:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work often robs away your youth but if you noe how to cherish, it definitely adds a layer of silver lining to your live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my contract in Schneider Electric coming to an end, its time to start looking for another one that will enrich my experiences. Without a say it's been an eye-opening experience to the blue-collar workforce and the rampant work politics that exist almost everywhere. And sometimes being at the top will never understand the mindset of the ground workers if you've never be in their shoes before. Its so like back to army, where those cyclops command the least respect. Everyone ask why with my qualification am i there. But i think its the rare insight to the industry that i've gained that's valuable rather than valuing yourself too much over your qualification that restricts your own development.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-364830942183948233?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/364830942183948233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=364830942183948233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/364830942183948233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/364830942183948233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/work-often-robs-away-your-youth-but-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-198955132509310680</id><published>2008-01-21T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:54:56.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally RandOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R5S_1mT0nGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yKNCOX9ZYdo/s1600-h/hebe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157958400783719522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R5S_1mT0nGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yKNCOX9ZYdo/s320/hebe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chance upon this pretty pic! HEBE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-198955132509310680?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/198955132509310680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=198955132509310680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/198955132509310680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/198955132509310680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/totally-random.html' title='totally RandOM'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R5S_1mT0nGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yKNCOX9ZYdo/s72-c/hebe.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6500216922441172491</id><published>2008-01-14T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:34:03.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Statistics aint important.</title><content type='html'>Attitude's sure matters alot. Sometimes the issue doesnt lie in the actual issue itself but how one reacts to it, that offends. It's unreasonable to be angry over somebody's choice for he holds the freedom to it. But it is not if that particular someone chooses to react abrasively to the request just becos he thought that the many yrs of friendship is able to withstand such torment . Undeniably, it's all this "taking things for granted" attitude that sucks. And definitely knowing someone for long aint an excuse to treat the other with no diginity or respect for every human beings deserve the rights to be be in touch with their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes tolerance is avoidance to further damage. For sure there's gonna be a line drawn. Try ur luck too far and u foot the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone were to come up with a universal definition of evergreen relationship, definitely being there for those in needs is one of the keys to it. Insecurity arising from suspicions over the actual means of the request just proves how little confidence and trust one's have over the othr party or their words. And if this element of trust is lacking in any relationship, be it u noe that person for god knows how long, its nt going to work out. It's the experiences not the frequency that counts. Like i said in my previous posts, one can choose to live a dae 365 times or live 365 times in a yr. Be open to new experiences and face them tgthr with some positivity and definitely its gonna be stronger than an acclaimed strong ties boiling from just the so called boastful statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there for others and they will be for u in the future. But dun ever expect if u aint willing to set foot on this belief for everybody in the world is like a butler in a way or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6500216922441172491?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6500216922441172491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6500216922441172491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6500216922441172491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6500216922441172491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/attitudes-sure-matters-alot.html' title='Statistics aint important.'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4250800218567502107</id><published>2008-01-14T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:26:50.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My itch is coming back yet again. And the frequency is getting higher everytime! Looks like i gonna make an appt with the skin centre yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan xiang has left for Leeds and may she be blessed with the abundance of joy, adventures and safety!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4250800218567502107?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4250800218567502107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4250800218567502107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4250800218567502107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4250800218567502107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-itch-is-coming-back-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6414443776119386287</id><published>2008-01-12T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:58:04.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In SAF toilets?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R4jjeWT0nEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0sT_wFNUbZs/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-saf-toilets.html' title='In SAF toilets?'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R4jjeWT0nEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0sT_wFNUbZs/s72-c/Image074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-8213275495805615737</id><published>2008-01-05T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:55:33.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanna thanks those who offer to lend a hand during my financial turmoil, dun worry u'll get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, those who tried to help but cant, thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, those who simply dun give any damn or condemn my act of wasting their time, thanks again, for letting me know this side of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8213275495805615737?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8213275495805615737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8213275495805615737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8213275495805615737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8213275495805615737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-wanna-thanks-those-who-offer-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2054578800555144028</id><published>2008-01-02T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:25:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant help but wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCkaaBDqTqo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/cant-help-but-wait.html' title='Cant help but wait'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7028789533552733840</id><published>2008-01-01T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:45:47.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New start</title><content type='html'>The very first few moments of 2008 were really special. But i hope it wun happen again, for its not very sightly a thing to do on the street. Great for those that kept me occupied in the new yr eve. Wish all those around me a happy new yr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3ozV2T0m_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EgLCSGQwuNY/s1600-h/DSCN1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150485574300507122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3ozV2T0m_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EgLCSGQwuNY/s320/DSCN1849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of spheres with wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o0bWT0nBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pCvQefEwAe0/s1600-h/DSCN1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150486768301415442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o0bWT0nBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pCvQefEwAe0/s320/DSCN1861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story telling at esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o0J2T0nAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Yp2yIzQJxfA/s1600-h/DSCN1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150486467653704706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o0J2T0nAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Yp2yIzQJxfA/s320/DSCN1855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o1O2T0nDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WWI07jN7xVk/s1600-h/DSCN1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150487653064678450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o1O2T0nDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WWI07jN7xVk/s320/DSCN1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o02WT0nCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eoujgH7-v8k/s1600-h/DSCN1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150487232157883426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3o02WT0nCI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eoujgH7-v8k/s320/DSCN1863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menacing looking chivas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7028789533552733840?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7028789533552733840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7028789533552733840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7028789533552733840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7028789533552733840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-start.html' title='New start'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/R3ozV2T0m_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EgLCSGQwuNY/s72-c/DSCN1849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6328884403240220467</id><published>2007-12-31T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:07:21.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Keluar baris!</title><content type='html'>Its back to that time of the year again when evryone look back and reflect what has happened over the past yr. 365 daes seem long if u live one dae, 365 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the hectic and fast momentum that make 2007 a breeze, the year has been pretty sweet with lots of great memories(mainly from army), not forgetting people who's there for me at my "low" times. And i still rmbr the very first moment of 2007 was spent in Selarang guardhouse!! This yr makes me learn to listen more to myself than others for your best friend can only come from  that inner child that speaks to u when u're facing a situation of joy, anxiety, depression and bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is going to be orange. For it radiates lots of energy, optimism and passion. Its gonna be one that Tan Kian Beng gets healthier, fitter, wiser, crappier(haha oh its too much), richer, more outgoing,  able to form his own band, become a better friend, travel around the world (to start it off, nearby places first). Ok thats all for my resolutions for i seldom list them down. Its a change, hopefully a useful one though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6328884403240220467?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6328884403240220467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6328884403240220467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6328884403240220467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6328884403240220467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-keluar-baris.html' title='2007 Keluar baris!'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1654168980040034150</id><published>2007-12-19T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:25:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm totally disgusted at how petty some guys could be.  Just a disgrace to the male species.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1654168980040034150?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1654168980040034150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1654168980040034150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1654168980040034150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1654168980040034150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-totally-disgusted-at-how-petty-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1474643239167699415</id><published>2007-12-08T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:28:22.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its an achievement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was 3 the last last few daes, shot up to 8 yesterdae and 2 todae. Does the desire come when one's too bored? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keeping it in control. and being the one in control is powerful. Either in ur life, ur emotions,actions, social situations almost everything down the line..to behind the wheels of a machine that can bring u to wonders ard the world, being the one that decides and controls sure is fulfiling. But control is all about u and urself. U cant change wat others think, sae or wat decisions they make. The only thing u can do is to give them the freedom to choose and the support, if they ever need. Not to superimposed ur opinions or how u wan them to act in accordance to ur inner being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Respect the different individuals in the world for their uniqueness, singularity and the courage to take full control, responsibility of their life without blaming the cats and dogs for wateva bad things that come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Respect the ones who dare to take a bold step out to venture into the unknown and commit themselves to their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Respect the ones who make the effort to change and improve themselves from everybody's criticism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Respect others first before they can respect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dunno why but i'm feeling reflective todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1474643239167699415?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1474643239167699415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1474643239167699415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1474643239167699415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1474643239167699415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-control.html' title='In Control'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-5470036062945844034</id><published>2007-12-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:10:32.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An eventful dae</title><content type='html'>Just started my first driving prac.Woohoo. driving is cool. But the instructor siting in my car sure had a hard time, for the countless time that i killed the engine, wheels mounted the kerb and before ending the session with my grand finale; cutting abruptly into the oncoming lane with my swift and immediate turn so much so that the front of the car mounted the kerb. He was like so huang till i can sense that he wanted to hurl verbal abuses. haaha.but he cant,cos he's paid so much to be patient and nice. Thats the good thing about learning with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to kelantan lane with jerryl to look for this job that was highly advertised " $8-$12/hr".  Just the first step into the office, we noe it was all a hoax. The posters that were hanging around the office all were advertising this electromagnetic bed and pillows. I gone for such interview b4, but it was another coy, which basically r the same type. Buy some stupid pillow and sell at a higher rate. But who in the right mind will wanna buy this sorta pillow?&lt;br /&gt;We agreeded to come down for the final interview tmw, but decided to change our mind after much consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to harbour front to look for this waiter job at harry's bar. Apparently they only need 1 person and i have 2 othr friends who wans to work. The manager recommended us to go to the esplanade outlet, which we went latr and the boss is damn FUCKED up to the core!&lt;br /&gt;Asked him how's the pay rate like, he actually refused to tell us! Ask whether we can consider before commiting for the nxt 6 mths(which is the min he wants), he retorted," Its either a yes or no. There's no think about it."  Just feel like giving him my a punch on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met saliman to queue up for the starbucks free drink offer and siew for dinner. Cheap gathering, even though it could have been better if i aint left 35cents in my wallet. Gonna try some luck in mj tmw~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5470036062945844034?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5470036062945844034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5470036062945844034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5470036062945844034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5470036062945844034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/eventful-dae.html' title='An eventful dae'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6036984645177390119</id><published>2007-11-24T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:48:14.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want my license desperately. Asap. Passed btt this morning even though i failed the e-trial..freaking got a 84% for it. Happened to met shiyun there. She took a later timing for her btt..Swapped my driving to school, thinking that the waiting time will be shorter. But it seems like i still gonna wait until january then can start practical and FTT. Damn sianz of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine those night when i just drove my family car out..Cant wait liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before i can do it, i need cash. The enrollment burnt a hole in my savings. Really a hole. I need to work badly after my hol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6036984645177390119?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6036984645177390119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6036984645177390119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6036984645177390119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6036984645177390119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-my-license-desperately.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3844408237476115438</id><published>2007-11-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:23:32.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civilian issues</title><content type='html'>I'm extremely disgusted by the fact that my parents r so against me learning to ride. Bringing in facts that have no god damn link such as her 2nd uncle's cousin got paralysed due to riding motor. Stuff like how i will fail to get my degree, how they have wasted their efforts becos i just have the intention to learn riding. Its just totally far-farfetched. Whateva it is, i dont care. I'm just gonna do so after getting the car license. Since i've been rebellious since young, nothing gonna change me, only if i chose to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of driving, i intended to change to school, for the waiting time is sooo much shorter. I cant imagine waiting for like another half a yr if u on pass on ur first attempt. Totally gay. I just gonna find a good job soon that can see me through this monetary difficulty that it will impose.&lt;br /&gt;My expectation for the job actually rather simple. An interactive environment that i can work with my friends, rather than those solo jobs. Its so gonna be boring if u work alone! Don't mind hard labour, as long as got pple talk to can liao.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have extend my service awhile.But my fellows mate nobody does so. Thinking of it, which job pays u to take afternoon naps and all ur meals and keep fit? Extend like 2 mths till end of yr. Do abit of COS and save some money.good plan yea? but too late.hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Lancer fotos refer to my facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3844408237476115438?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3844408237476115438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3844408237476115438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3844408237476115438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3844408237476115438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/civilian-issues.html' title='Civilian issues'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-3762654437404095546</id><published>2007-11-08T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:35:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>Finally back from brunei. Although this entry came abit late, but the freshness of the content is still there. It was really an adventure in Brunei. Up down mountains, cross river. Maybe it is really a memorable way to end off ur 2 yrs. In retrospect, it is. Actually the lancer trip didnt seems so long, just gone by in a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORDed. Abit emotional about it. The good old times, buddies that i've made. Even though there's alot of shit times, bt it's through this that u open ur eyes to see who's ur real friends, their true colours. I will not say i've wasted my 2 yrs away,for i learnt lots of things in every aspect. FOr those still got a few moments left, treasure it for u will find meaning in it somehow or rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lancer pics coming up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-3762654437404095546?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3762654437404095546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=3762654437404095546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3762654437404095546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/3762654437404095546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6715089106243357332</id><published>2007-10-14T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T14:19:46.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Lancer blues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;LAst week in Selarang. Felt a bit rushed by emotions as I stayed there for more than a yr. Be it good or bad memories, this place and I developed a sense of relationship. The cookhouse.Smoking point.Canteen.3 beds joined together and sleep. Most importantly, those mother farkers who were with me for almost a yr. Gave me so much troubles. Used to hate me to the core. But its ok la..They are interesting and colourful pple to mix around with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGvagpmgPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3xAOFx5M0uE/s1600-h/DSCN0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121067121272848626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGvagpmgPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3xAOFx5M0uE/s320/DSCN0682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGwTQpmgQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RQnMj6QYwFQ/s1600-h/DSCN0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121068096230424834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGwTQpmgQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RQnMj6QYwFQ/s320/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGzTApmgRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DaACV2peGwg/s1600-h/DSCN0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121071390470340882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGzTApmgRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DaACV2peGwg/s320/DSCN0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow I aint very much ready for this Brunei trip, be it mentally or physically. But nvm,let this be the finale for my 2yrs. If I survive it, its my fortune. Dun worry for those who care, I will be strong. Off to Brunei on 17th morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6715089106243357332?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6715089106243357332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6715089106243357332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6715089106243357332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6715089106243357332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/pre-lancer-blues.html' title='Pre Lancer blues..'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RxGvagpmgPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3xAOFx5M0uE/s72-c/DSCN0682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-5585776499400115650</id><published>2007-10-13T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:53:18.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why only when things come to an end,then pple start to treasure? When we are going thru it, we complain. But by doing so, we are actually not fully appreciating of the opportunity that arises from it. Appreciate the moment, treasure the present, for what comes in the near future might not be much better than the current.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5585776499400115650?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5585776499400115650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5585776499400115650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5585776499400115650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5585776499400115650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-only-when-things-come-to-endthen.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7642768674700278779</id><published>2007-10-06T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:42:41.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has been a very happening week, so much so that it breezed pass that furiously until i cant catch a breather. Lets start with some of the updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;280907, Fri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a Foxtrot Section 4 outing. Again i'm the organiser. -.-'" Luckily the rest noe i quite sianz organising so many alrdy, decided to take over the baton for the nxt nov one.haha. Went Fish and co at Paragon for dinner. They got this new dish dunno call wat fish and chips.cant rmbr. But me and jinwei tried it,which is 2 bucks more ex then the classic fish and chips and it turned out to be very similar to the classic 13.90 one! Kena conned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-Lwpmf8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8l1Ps9_DNsA/s1600-h/DSCN0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118268610777087938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-Lwpmf8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8l1Ps9_DNsA/s320/DSCN0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jinwei's in very deep thoughts.wat gonna do after ORD~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-gApmf9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/gj4Fqirsrp8/s1600-h/DSCN0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118268958669438930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-gApmf9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/gj4Fqirsrp8/s320/DSCN0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-6Apmf-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ziAn01otgmo/s1600-h/DSCN0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118269405346037730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-6Apmf-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ziAn01otgmo/s320/DSCN0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;United after a yr separation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to Cathay there to slack around and talk cock, mostly about post ORD stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its quite a nice place to go if u wan somewhr open and able to sit around to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;290907, sat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I attended my cousin pre wedding ceremony in the morning at his luxurious condo. Its been quite long ever since i attended somebody else's wedding. Indeed this one proved to be worth attending, cos my relatives from malaysia came out specially for this event. There's something very special. The groom and bride actually arrived in an antique, mustang looked alike car that one fullerton sponsored them.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe_Vwpmf_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LckClI6wIyY/s1600-h/DSCN0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118269882087407602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe_Vwpmf_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LckClI6wIyY/s320/DSCN0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe_0gpmgAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3Sz8dwWbd5g/s1600-h/DSCN0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270410368385026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe_0gpmgAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3Sz8dwWbd5g/s320/DSCN0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mustang car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the early evening, I went to one of my men's wedding which was held at the function room of a condo. Buffet styled dinner, but the chocolate machine was great. U literally can just put any thing below that chocolate fountain to get it coated.First time i ever tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfAOQpmgBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SjrFMUUx2FU/s1600-h/DSCN0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118270852750016530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfAOQpmgBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SjrFMUUx2FU/s320/DSCN0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson Lim and his bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfAjwpmgCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/u3viiwMN_3k/s1600-h/DSCN0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118271222117204002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfAjwpmgCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/u3viiwMN_3k/s320/DSCN0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a cab down to one fullerton for my cousin wedding dinner. The ambience was enchanting,likewise the great service. However the food wasnt that enough and the taste aint up to standard. It lacks the joy of evryone taking from the big plate as they just serve it in individual portions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfBBApmgDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NBWIesNMt70/s1600-h/DSCN0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118271724628377650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfBBApmgDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NBWIesNMt70/s320/DSCN0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfBWwpmgEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/M-ge8XWBapc/s1600-h/DSCN0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118272098290532418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfBWwpmgEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/M-ge8XWBapc/s320/DSCN0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 stars hotel but 3 stars food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;300907, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had ex hunter at upper mandai on this supposedly nice weekend. Obviously everybody was rather grumpy having to come back for this navigation ex on a sundae. We need to find 4 checkpoints and they are all on top of knolls and the only way to navigate in upper mandai is to go from knoll to knoll. And we did just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfBzgpmgFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SVYQVZTXvJE/s1600-h/DSCN0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118272592211771474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfBzgpmgFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SVYQVZTXvJE/s320/DSCN0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre navigation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfCQgpmgGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jUag9sTSZws/s1600-h/DSCN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118273090427977826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfCQgpmgGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jUag9sTSZws/s320/DSCN0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DInt see any monkeys though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118276354603122882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfFOgpmgMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_2e4Q2aUv0Q/s320/DSCN0529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd SAW shagged face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st checkpoint lap is alrdy far enough from the start point and we climbed the wrong knoll. Got to bash down the track to the othr side of the knoll to find it. RSM left my section and that kinda make the men demoralised.But i told them we dun need him to be with us to find the checkpoint.haha.And i felt a sense of pressure and energy after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd checkpoint was the worst. We climbed the same knoll for twice,landing up at the same place but still cant find it. Felt rather demoralised but my sect 2ic wanted to go on. It kinda pushedme to carry on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfCkwpmgHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bCOk1-uL5kc/s1600-h/DSCN0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118273438320328818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfCkwpmgHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bCOk1-uL5kc/s320/DSCN0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Sect 2ic, Grp 2ic and 1st M203&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfD3ApmgJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wcOztDFFcN0/s1600-h/DSCN0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118274851364569234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfD3ApmgJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wcOztDFFcN0/s320/DSCN0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd checkpoint was quite straightforward. Found it quite fast,but we went a big round. Went down the slope all the way when it is just 5mins walk from the previous top of the knoll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfDOgpmgII/AAAAAAAAAFY/7BKJfaGUvZo/s1600-h/DSCN0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118274155579867266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfDOgpmgII/AAAAAAAAAFY/7BKJfaGUvZo/s320/DSCN0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wanted to give up the last checkpoint after learning that most teams only found 2. Furthermore we are close to exercise cut timing. But wanting to be the only sect that found all checkpoints,we pushed on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfESApmgKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PC9hTJd7mZE/s1600-h/DSCN0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118275315221037218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfESApmgKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PC9hTJd7mZE/s320/DSCN0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God damn last checkpoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And indeed we became the only sect in the coy to find all checkpoints and what most,not the last one to return. I felt a sense of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;041007, Thurs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CO suddenly planned a house visit for the comd for all the men. He promised this way back but dint expect him to remember. Quite an experience, learning about the men's family background. It really made me like a teacher doing house visits and I dun really have much to sae, like my usual self. One thing i learn from this visit. Malay households are more closely knitted and heartwarming then chinese ones. They are really happy that we visited them and wanted us to break fast with them, not minding the trouble we might bring them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfGkApmgNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZGKAn7ZrOxg/s1600-h/DSCN0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118277823481938130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfGkApmgNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZGKAn7ZrOxg/s320/DSCN0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandran's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfHAwpmgOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/w4HkD3pPks4/s1600-h/DSCN0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118278317403177186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RwfHAwpmgOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/w4HkD3pPks4/s320/DSCN0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridhwan's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7642768674700278779?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7642768674700278779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7642768674700278779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7642768674700278779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7642768674700278779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-updates.html' title='Some Updates'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rwe-Lwpmf8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8l1Ps9_DNsA/s72-c/DSCN0373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-5522916100427094769</id><published>2007-09-24T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:25:29.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out of sheer adventuresome, curiosity and boredness, I choose to do it. Everyone ask why. Some say wrong time. Some say wrong place. But i'm thankful for everyone who care. For those who show some tinge of concern. At least I'm fortunate enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5522916100427094769?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5522916100427094769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5522916100427094769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5522916100427094769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5522916100427094769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/out-of-sheer-adventuresome-curiosity.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-1516586023116199964</id><published>2007-09-23T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:44:11.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOmetimes u just have to take wat life throws at u in ur own stride. That is only when u become stronger, become the master of ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've been feeling rather victorious. Or more exactly,by my own SOC result. I couldnt imagine gettting 8.47 for one that is in that freaking stuffy LBV-SAR 21 attire. Whatsmore, its my 2nd yr and my fitness  have dropped damn alot. Of course this doesnt come free. The previous week,did a bit of train up for SOC. But still dint expect such a timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished 32km 2 daes ago. My 2nd time doing it, but this time somehow it felt more meaningful.. Less than 2mths to ORD. Before that, LANCER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-1516586023116199964?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1516586023116199964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=1516586023116199964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1516586023116199964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/1516586023116199964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-u-just-have-to-take-wat-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-8815924957212790823</id><published>2007-09-11T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:02:48.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dun feel like returning back to school.somehow or rather. Maybe pple around has been complaining about how stressful and busy their school life is. I'm just too seasoned to the life of free weekends and that is the best part about serving the nation. U get to keep ur weekends free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8815924957212790823?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8815924957212790823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8815924957212790823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8815924957212790823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8815924957212790823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/dun-feel-like-returning-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-2932573265264313893</id><published>2007-09-09T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:44:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dunno why there's a sudden rush for me to learn bike. Its definitely dangerous and my parents most prob will object to it. But its really cheap to maintain..just a few grands can get a second hand. Easy to upkeep too. I'm in a dilemma now.aha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-2932573265264313893?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2932573265264313893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=2932573265264313893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2932573265264313893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/2932573265264313893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/dunno-why-theres-sudden-rush-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-4432092645582744813</id><published>2007-08-28T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:21:30.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That step.</title><content type='html'>It just occured to us how much experiences we are shutting out,if we refuse to get out of our comfort zone. Taking that very first step, its always very hard. But if we dun, we will nv get to see how green the pastures on the othr side of the fence is. Be open minded and allow ourselves to enrich ourselves with the diversity of what the world can provide, what comes into our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt a bit serene, but its ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4432092645582744813?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4432092645582744813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4432092645582744813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4432092645582744813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4432092645582744813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/that-step.html' title='That step.'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-8351292678197019861</id><published>2007-08-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:46:49.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina Bay run</title><content type='html'>Life is really short. Some Cpt from OCS just died from the 21km run. My unit did the 12km run cos the intake is still into its first yr..On the run up the sheares bridge, I did a victory sign to the cam and it actually came out on tv!! haha..saw a few of my men and my Encik also.. Eventually stopped at the 11km point and we finished the last 1km as a whole unit, singing songs, charging into the finishing point. I was quite surprised to realised our unit is the only one which did that. The run was tired considering the speed i was running but i felt good finishing it w/o stopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGPKUAAREI/AAAAAAAAADg/v_BcpdBWRhE/s1600-h/DSCN1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103017260117673026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGPKUAAREI/AAAAAAAAADg/v_BcpdBWRhE/s320/DSCN1350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGPoEAARFI/AAAAAAAAADo/NbmS4F22_nI/s1600-h/DSCN1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103017771218781266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGPoEAARFI/AAAAAAAAADo/NbmS4F22_nI/s320/DSCN1360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGQakAARGI/AAAAAAAAADw/2ol4bNU9hpE/s1600-h/DSCN1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103018638802175074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGQakAARGI/AAAAAAAAADw/2ol4bNU9hpE/s320/DSCN1354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-8351292678197019861?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8351292678197019861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=8351292678197019861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8351292678197019861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/8351292678197019861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/marina-bay-run.html' title='Marina Bay run'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RtGPKUAAREI/AAAAAAAAADg/v_BcpdBWRhE/s72-c/DSCN1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-6298355439730513463</id><published>2007-08-19T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:10:17.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks</title><content type='html'>It sure is delighting to see these flowers blooming in the sky,especially with such close proximity and in comfort. Definitely a once in a lifetime chance to get the tix. Just dun understand why will pple not go even with the tix. The 15 min ensemble of fireworks is really fantastic, reigniting my childhood memories, or rather my p5 and sec3 times when thats the closest i got to it. It could been better if i have that special someone to watch with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RseyFkAAQ-I/AAAAAAAAACw/M68kx5htE6o/s1600-h/DSCN1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100240911653159906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RseyFkAAQ-I/AAAAAAAAACw/M68kx5htE6o/s320/DSCN1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rsey70AARAI/AAAAAAAAADA/jxpHVcS-U6g/s1600-h/DSCN1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100241843661063170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rsey70AARAI/AAAAAAAAADA/jxpHVcS-U6g/s320/DSCN1254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RsezV0AARBI/AAAAAAAAADI/fIgjNtFqB6A/s1600-h/DSCN1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100242290337661970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RsezV0AARBI/AAAAAAAAADI/fIgjNtFqB6A/s320/DSCN1255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rsez70AARCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VSjcRmsZ0qE/s1600-h/DSCN1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100242943172690978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rsez70AARCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VSjcRmsZ0qE/s320/DSCN1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rse0PEAARDI/AAAAAAAAADY/h8_T4weBkoE/s1600-h/DSCN1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100243273885172786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/Rse0PEAARDI/AAAAAAAAADY/h8_T4weBkoE/s320/DSCN1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RseyWUAAQ_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/MotU2nvgHnw/s1600-h/DSCN1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6298355439730513463?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6298355439730513463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6298355439730513463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6298355439730513463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6298355439730513463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RseyFkAAQ-I/AAAAAAAAACw/M68kx5htE6o/s72-c/DSCN1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-4219141369054970480</id><published>2007-08-11T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T10:50:57.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This yr's National dae definitely proved to be the most promising and grand of recent yrs. Set in a new place in the scenic backdrop of high rise buildings- Marina Bay, the whole show is just Wow! With arty fire firing at the other side of the coast from the grand stand, it drew the audience closer to the action. Not forgetting those patriotic soldiers marching and performing in the defence segment, Soka association for their mass display and those artiste singing the all time favourite medley of national dae songs. Fireworks were especially significant as they are more colourful and different, with some shooting out from the roof of those commercial buildings. Even more memorable is i caught it in the bus back to camp, when it passed by nicoll highway,believed to be the best view for these spectacular eye candy. The other lane to city is so jammed by those cars which stopped at the bridge to catch a glimpse of the fireworks! Seems like the traffic police also cant do anything.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always like the national dae period cos it means a long stretch of holidae when i was schooling.haha. This yr also not an exception,cos it's off for we performers. Last yr's national dae was spent in ROC for starlight,still rmbr it was typhoon season for that dae lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Anway,had a meet up with those peeps from S210 for a dinner yesterdae. Not bad,at least some initiative individuals came up with the idea. Its just funny sometimes, seeing how pple wanting to run away from trivial responsibility in life.haa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-4219141369054970480?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4219141369054970480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=4219141369054970480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4219141369054970480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/4219141369054970480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-yrs-national-dae-definitely-proved.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-7433587693190635197</id><published>2007-08-06T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:13:39.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National dae and me performing under the "serve and F*** off" organisation makes this yr's parade a much more meaningful one. We are performing some display of the modern 3G soldier..those wearing the LBV(load bearing vest,a god damn hot mod from the light aired Skeletal Battle Order), gloves, elbow,knee and goggles. Pretty appreciated to be involved in it cos there's a special SAF 10min segment that showcase the capabilities and my unit is part of it. Its just that last sat Combined Rehearsal(CR) is a bit disappointing,with the absense of those HOoHah fireworks and funpacks given to the audiences. Yes,and my family members and friends are part of this let down pple. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraB2EFq9qI/AAAAAAAAACY/Et6fitZErmo/s1600-h/DSCN1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095402794226742946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraB2EFq9qI/AAAAAAAAACY/Et6fitZErmo/s320/DSCN1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My team of 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraCuEFq9rI/AAAAAAAAACg/Iz1Wttw-_dw/s1600-h/DSCN1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095403756299417266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraCuEFq9rI/AAAAAAAAACg/Iz1Wttw-_dw/s320/DSCN1224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The position that ALL soldiers HATE.HIGH KNEELING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraDMkFq9sI/AAAAAAAAACo/qu779ex5B58/s1600-h/DSCN1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095404280285427394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraDMkFq9sI/AAAAAAAAACo/qu779ex5B58/s320/DSCN1228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our unit Scorpion's cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="toggle-container"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="WHITE-SPACE: nowrap" width="1%"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="WHITE-SPACE: nowrap" width="1%"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="all-labels" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-7433587693190635197?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7433587693190635197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=7433587693190635197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7433587693190635197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/7433587693190635197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-dae-and-me-performing-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RraB2EFq9qI/AAAAAAAAACY/Et6fitZErmo/s72-c/DSCN1225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-534881687529472125.post-5976699718308854287</id><published>2007-07-30T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:49:15.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Young</title><content type='html'>Just so tired. Is it common when a person reach 20? oh man. I'm still a teenager, at his very last yr of youth!! ahha(sounds shameless). Sometimes i feel that i'm wasting time away.Should learn how to treasure my youth more.MAybe can give me some tips.On wat is the best thing a person of this age should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5976699718308854287?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5976699718308854287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5976699718308854287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5976699718308854287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5976699718308854287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-young.html' title='Being Young'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-5793254310418330705</id><published>2007-07-29T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T11:44:02.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The coast is near..</title><content type='html'>Looking at it,it aint far away actually. My OC told my batch of spec to draft out their leave plan. I still got 10.5 leave and 4 daes off left. And really,after planning out the leave, the date is not that distant and unreachable, unlike when we first get posted in. Suddenly, going to Brunei aint seems so bad after all,just a finale b4 we ORD!! I still rmbr that news landed on us like a meteor,taken such a great setback especially when i made the choice to go back up. But its all gonna be ovVER sooN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this week,my aug and sept will damn free. Clearing leave and lulling my way till Brunei. Gonna plan my pre-ORD life liao.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-5793254310418330705?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5793254310418330705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=5793254310418330705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5793254310418330705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/5793254310418330705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/coast-is-near.html' title='The coast is near..'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-534881687529472125.post-6495788688535510806</id><published>2007-07-20T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:38:21.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy to the enthic groups</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday my unit 3SIR celebrated racial harmony dae. It is by far the most happening and fun one i had so far. Normally it would just be a speech thats all, but CO plan an amazing race all over town. Thought it would be damn sianz, but turned out quite interesting and fun. We covered 4 zones; Kampong glam, chinatown, little India and SG river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although it rained abit in the morning(got my socks wet), we still had fun and took lots of pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLL7kFq9fI/AAAAAAAAABA/Em3DW4Xmx8s/s1600-h/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089854753042265586" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="259" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLL7kFq9fI/AAAAAAAAABA/Em3DW4Xmx8s/s320/DSCN1082.JPG" width="449" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jack's station, Kg Glam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089859498981127714" style="CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLQP0Fq9iI/AAAAAAAAABY/6P8sBGq-iog/s320/DSCN1129.JPG" width="334" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Forming the no. 7 in front of the Supreme Court.Creative ah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089857862598587922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLOwkFq9hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RZu82cKHPqE/s320/DSCN1106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;One of the Little India checkpt,the bugis temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLNmUFq9gI/AAAAAAAAABI/Dx1AQiI_kRA/s1600-h/DSCN1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089856586993300994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLNmUFq9gI/AAAAAAAAABI/Dx1AQiI_kRA/s320/DSCN1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Doing Indian dance at the Flea Market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLZBEFq9pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/slGrx-D3mYs/s1600-h/DSCN1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089869141182707346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLZBEFq9pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/slGrx-D3mYs/s320/DSCN1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ashraff Drinkin from the merlion.hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089865563474949714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLVw0Fq9lI/AAAAAAAAABw/6UZsnegyfnA/s320/DSCN1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;War memorial. Look at the 2 Scorpions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLWTEFq9mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6Ur5igO8rBs/s1600-h/DSCN1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089866151885469282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLWTEFq9mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6Ur5igO8rBs/s320/DSCN1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Charlie Specs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLW9kFq9nI/AAAAAAAAACA/Fe-QfaDEZjE/s1600-h/DSCN1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089866882029909618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLW9kFq9nI/AAAAAAAAACA/Fe-QfaDEZjE/s320/DSCN1144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Support Pioneers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLYBkFq9oI/AAAAAAAAACI/nEpks7-yIkI/s1600-h/DSCN1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089868050261014146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLYBkFq9oI/AAAAAAAAACI/nEpks7-yIkI/s320/DSCN1156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sgt JERRYL, the one in Blue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLLf0Fq9eI/AAAAAAAAAA4/82--Sn1HMc4/s1600-h/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/534881687529472125-6495788688535510806?l=spunkmyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6495788688535510806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=534881687529472125&amp;postID=6495788688535510806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6495788688535510806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/534881687529472125/posts/default/6495788688535510806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spunkmyblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/joy-to-enthic-groups.html' title='Joy to the enthic groups'/><author><name>Arius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043317619765295405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2KaC1BXzBo/RqLL7kFq9fI/AAAAAAAAABA/Em3DW4Xmx8s/s72-c/DSCN1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
