<?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-9626016</id><updated>2012-02-03T01:44:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Flame, My Resolution</title><subtitle type='html'>Neutron Star Collision</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8284284212809480462</id><published>2012-02-03T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:44:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>Fell n hit my back. Lied on the floor motionlessly for ard a mins or so. I realized it is getting tougher to get up after every fall. The last serious fall happened last year, at this period of the year. it was raining then, when I fell and hit the stairs. Lied there for ard 30secs while rain keeps beating on me. Luckily, there was a boy nearby who helped me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me wonder. Will I get up the next time I fall? Though I did not lose consciousness this time, my body jus refused to move, hence, lying motionlessly on the floor. Will someone help me up the next time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have to go soon. Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8284284212809480462?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8284284212809480462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8284284212809480462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8284284212809480462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8284284212809480462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2012/02/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4591641050621744012</id><published>2012-02-03T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:25:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4591641050621744012?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4591641050621744012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4591641050621744012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4591641050621744012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4591641050621744012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2012/02/why.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-701938628603016310</id><published>2012-01-30T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:12:05.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Life</title><content type='html'>Year 3 sem 2, such quietness in ESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't hear ah ma's screaming across the lecture theater. Can't hear hearty laughter. Can't hear BoonJunJie's singing. Can't hear any scandals echoing around in school. Can't see Yamamoto flexing his biscep (okay, I confirm don't want to see that). Can't see Soo dozing off during lecture. Can't see YC gaming with ZY during lectures. Et Cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use to book like a dozen tables and eat together. Now, 2 tables is more than enough. One good thing this semester is that, I have yet to eat in engin. In small groups, lunch and dinner is usually settled outside engin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures were usually lectured in LTs. Due to smaller class size, lectures are held in tutorial rooms now. With just 4 rows of chairs, one cannot afford to doze off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new style of teaching now. OSL decided to bring discussion onto&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;now. 10 hours into deadline, the tread increases by 20 posts. Such last minute work. On the other hand, some kept replying like it is his post. Such fierce competition displayed by some individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always though that Angmohs will teach differently. Different teaching style indeed. One word to describe : BORING. Could even understand a word that is coming out from his mouth.&amp;nbsp;Murmuring and whispering, it is impossible to hear what he is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks into semester. I hope this semester ends soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-701938628603016310?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/701938628603016310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=701938628603016310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/701938628603016310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/701938628603016310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2012/01/school-life.html' title='School Life'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2771825481709983514</id><published>2012-01-25T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:30:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>I am willing to turn into a stone bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And endure 500 years of storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 years of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500 years of rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only for you to walk across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剑雨&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2771825481709983514?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2771825481709983514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2771825481709983514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2771825481709983514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2771825481709983514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2012/01/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6441421327009102480</id><published>2012-01-06T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T01:28:51.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>2011 passes in a jiffy. With year 3 semester 1 being the fastest. Maybe it is due to the heavy workload, with projects, labs and assignments constantly thrown to me. Nonetheless, manage to survived through the year safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't say much about 2011 in this blog post, for the time now is 1am. Most likely i will blog about 2011 in the next blog post, together with the school reopening and everyone not around in school (majority of people will be flying off to other countries). Ain't saying the reason for not flying. The reason should be obvious more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, blog post is about the resolution for this year, 2012. I decided to make a daring resolution. To many, the resolution might seem&amp;nbsp;mundane. To me, it is a chore. Well, i decided to wash my dishes. HEY! I didn't wash my dishes for the past 23 years k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another resolution will be reduce energy consumption. I will try to use less energy. If time permit, I might figure some things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i bought myself a new phone, lumia800. After 2 weeks of usage, i am EXTREMELY pleased with my new phone. Cyan colour, though I don't mind going for the magenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXK1PpgaO3I/TwXdvJPMn0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/9mEa-pGDQJ0/s1600/Lumia800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXK1PpgaO3I/TwXdvJPMn0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/9mEa-pGDQJ0/s320/Lumia800.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flame, My Resolution&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6441421327009102480?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6441421327009102480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6441421327009102480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6441421327009102480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6441421327009102480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXK1PpgaO3I/TwXdvJPMn0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/9mEa-pGDQJ0/s72-c/Lumia800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6518505088059466327</id><published>2011-12-20T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:35:05.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;First night in Bali. I couldn't sleep well at all, waking up every few hours to check the time. Reason being? I miss my dear. I rather sleep alone in sg than sleeping with my family in Bali. Coz while sleeping in sg, I know I can definitely see her the next day. In Bali, I dun have a chance to see her at all. I miss you bibi..    &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6518505088059466327?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6518505088059466327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6518505088059466327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6518505088059466327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6518505088059466327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-night-in-bali.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8391673453653842972</id><published>2011-10-17T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:17:50.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Time to update my blog. The last post was eons ago and there are quite a handfull of events that happen recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, I encountered 2 hell weeks. Lots of assignment, midterms, project are due in 2weeks. Well, unlike my friends, i do have sufficient amt of rest everyday. The things sacrificed is my meals instead. Low appetite plus low morale = skipping dinner. In jus 2weeks, I lost a good 4kg. 4Kg isn't much to some, but for a guy who is only 57kg, it is approximately 8% of his body mass. Weight control centers should consult environmental engineering professors efficient weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hell weeks end with a good 10km Nike run. Took me 1hr15mins to complete it, and I got a free thumbdrive. I am quite happy when i completed my run. It also serve as a training for my upcoming IPPT that is held this coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent alot during the 2hell weeks. Buying a soundcard and spending an avg of $12 everyday. My usual spending is ard $8 a day, hence, a 50% increase. Hmm.. The soundcard is quite good. It is a Creative x-fi go! pro. Hee. Happy with the product I bought. Yay! There is THX surround with works pretty well with my headphone. I will most be likely getting a gaming headphone at the end of the year. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really wanna eat sushi....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8391673453653842972?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8391673453653842972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8391673453653842972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8391673453653842972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8391673453653842972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/10/recent.html' title='Recent'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6128495260016232463</id><published>2011-09-18T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:09:01.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Last week was quite an exciting week, or rather, a week not to forget. First and foremost, I realise how fragile life is. I decided to live my life to the fullest, to take control of my life, and not letting others to make decisions for me. Yes, i am still environmentally conscious, but is all abt striking a balance. That's why i choose tuition over activities such as iccs. To those who know me, i am cash strapped, seriously cash strapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second incident: an Indian old man fell down in the front portion of the bus, unable to pull himself up. Everyone on board saw it, yet, no one is willing to give a hand. People jus stare at him. I ran from the other end of the bus to help him up. As i pull him up, i realised something. His bag is torn, badly. He is still using the badly torn bag n use all types of method to secure it. After getting him up, no one offer a seat to him( i am standing btw). Majority of ppl on board were youngsters. Sometimes, i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i noticed a change in me that affected me. Friends... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not post abt the forth issue to prevent getting trouble from higher beings that may result in me getting fines/jailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, flashback of incident from the past. I was having a nap in bus 190 and a bunch of people with body art n piercing board the bus at the bpp busstop. I was sitting at the back(five seats part) when they decided to share seats with me. 7Ppl squeezing into the 5 seats. I am okay with it n went back to sleep. They decided to wake me up n have a chat with me. It will be alright if it is just a chat. However, the chat is full of sarcasm and insults, not to me only, but to people who have tertiary education. I decided to ignore them and went back to sleep. Not letting me off, they wake me up n ask me why don't i reply them. " aiya, educated ppl no manners n balls. Wun reply to ppl like us. Educated boy( referring to me) am i right?" quote a person in Green vest n skinny jeans with tongue piercing and tatooed arm. Hello, this isn't a chat, this is taunting me. They have nothing to lose while i have a degree waiting for me. If i get into courtcase, i might lose my degree..    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6128495260016232463?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6128495260016232463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6128495260016232463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6128495260016232463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6128495260016232463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/09/awakened.html' title='Awakened'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6005048382692961542</id><published>2011-09-15T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:27:36.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I felt it. Looking back at year 1, I was active, smiling all the time. Now, silenceness took over. At times, I don't even feel like talking in school. I don't talk normally recently, most of the time my voice is dead and monotonous. This feeling got worst when I saw my friend collapsing during lesson. Breathing seems tiring to me, "sighing" seems to be the "in" thing for my body. Quote from youzhen:" is my body growing old before I am old?"    &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6005048382692961542?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6005048382692961542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6005048382692961542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6005048382692961542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6005048382692961542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/09/age.html' title='Age'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1747731073160009391</id><published>2011-09-03T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:39:45.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M300, HQ1600.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus bought a m300 from comex, creative booth. The mp3 cost me sgd$79 for a 8gB version. I decided to buy this mp3 player after months of searching for a mp3 player. My hp (E900) has a low battery life and is not advisable to use it for music purpose. Due to low budget, I was actually contemplating between Samsung, Sony, aigo and creative's mp3. Decided to purchase m300 in the end, as it is new to the market.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of the music is quite decent (I am not a person who is so anal abt music quality, but just dun give me crap) after hooking with my hq1600 headphone. I am quite satisfied with combination. However, (probably due to my headphone) the bass is not there. The mp3 player is not suitable for rock/metal listener. When my m300 is sync with my d100 Bluetooth speaker (yes, majority of my "music projector" is from Creative), the music will have a short pause every 3minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the quality, it is quite decent (maybe due to the fact that m300 does not have aptx). I have not tried with my s2 speakers yet though. My s2 is hooked up with my laptop n I am quite lazy to "unhook" it. Overall, I will give m300 mp3 player a score of between 3.5 to 4 out of 5. Some touch buttons are too sensitive while the option/list button is not sensitive at all. Hopefully, there will be an update that will fix the Bluetooth issue.PS. I was quite Sian diao when Creative announce the xfi3 player 1 day after my purchase of the m300.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1747731073160009391?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1747731073160009391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1747731073160009391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1747731073160009391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1747731073160009391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/09/m300-hq1600.html' title='M300, HQ1600.'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-7067561635895820979</id><published>2011-08-25T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:42:08.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks since school reopen</title><content type='html'>I took these modules this sem:&lt;br /&gt;EG1413&lt;br /&gt;ESE 3101&lt;br /&gt;ESE 3201&lt;br /&gt;ESE 3301&lt;br /&gt;ESE 3401&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 weeks since school started, yet, I am not in the studying mood. I kinda dread CTW, not because the module is boring, but rather, I do not understand the tutor most of the time. His usage of words are out of my vocabulary, his accent is hard to understand and his handwriting is hard to decipher. I will, still, put in my best effort though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some reviews of the module I am taking this sem:&lt;br /&gt;3101. Though the lecturer has averyfastanduniquewayofspeaking, I kinda enjoy the module. It brings back the feeling of DSC2006 which I took last semester. I like operational stuffs, stuffs regarding planning of routes and timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3301. I like the lecturer (no, i am not gay). He has a very strong chinese accent, but I like the style of his teaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comments of 3401 and 3201 yet though. Hopefully, I will survive this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bukit Panjang's Gong Cha is Better than Lot 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-7067561635895820979?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7067561635895820979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=7067561635895820979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/7067561635895820979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/7067561635895820979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/08/2-weeks-since-school-reopen.html' title='2 weeks since school reopen'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-3588298618855773466</id><published>2011-08-07T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:46:39.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>Holiday is coming to an end soon. Time to sum up what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Finished watching the whole dragonball Kai series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Played maplestory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Went Malaysia my BROTHERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Assist my dad in tiding my house current financial crisis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Cleared 1 high key of reservist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ESE camp (not really counted as i went for 1 day only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Plan Taiwan trip &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Create company's website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc (I cannot remember what i did before my reservist... These are basically what I did after my reservist... LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-3588298618855773466?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3588298618855773466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=3588298618855773466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3588298618855773466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3588298618855773466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/08/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4661190097158037164</id><published>2011-08-07T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:21:53.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>200 Jumping jets with 2kg on each hand = 6blisters on both feet + tiring shoulders..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4661190097158037164?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4661190097158037164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4661190097158037164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4661190097158037164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4661190097158037164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/08/200-jumping-jets-with-2kg-on-each-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1385505996030983813</id><published>2011-08-01T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T18:22:25.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise</title><content type='html'>Having too much time to spare at home, i decided to dedicate at least 1/2 hour each day to exercise. This is what i hope to achieve by the end of holiday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 jumping jets/day&lt;br /&gt;400 skipping/day&lt;br /&gt;100 sit up/day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it will be easy if no weighs are attached to me. i hope by the end of the holiday, i will be able to do the sets above everyday with about 6kg of weight strapped on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the exercise today, with 2kg of weight strapped around my wrist each. At the 170th jumping jet, I collapse, couldn't raise my arm anymore.. Hmm... I guess I have to exercise more..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1385505996030983813?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1385505996030983813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1385505996030983813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1385505996030983813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1385505996030983813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/08/exercise.html' title='Exercise'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6864597450415407242</id><published>2011-06-09T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:31:32.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart... It never felt so painful before..&lt;br /&gt;My tears... They never flow as much before..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6864597450415407242?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6864597450415407242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6864597450415407242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6864597450415407242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6864597450415407242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8772097094283048804</id><published>2011-06-02T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:08:05.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking</title><content type='html'>Hoho, today got inspired to cook. It all started out when bibi wanted to cook some cheese hotdog and nugget for me. Hmm.. I went to the kitchen to take a peek and realise that there is SAMBAL CHILLI in the kitchen. Inspired by Joe Wei, I decided to make a trip down to NTUC with bibi and buy stingray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping for ard 1hour, I bought stingray and chicken broth from the supermarket. Initially, Bibi wanted to make ABC soup also. Realising the lack of time, we decided to forgo it and bought chicken broth to cook dumplings instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I wash the stingray with salt water and let it soak in salt water while Bi whip up some other dishes. I boiled chicken broth at the same time. When the chicken broth is boiled, I threw in some dumplings and let it cook. I admit, this is my first attempt trying to cook stingray. I was so flustered when i was putting in the stingray (I know water plus hot oil = sputter!) After stir frying for a while, i noticed the fragrance of cooked stingray and threw in the sambal chilli. Pungent gas evolved. I got choked immediately and went to the window for air. After some time, the stingray is cooked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pic though... But Bibi, Bibi's sister and brother say nice. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8772097094283048804?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8772097094283048804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8772097094283048804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8772097094283048804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8772097094283048804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/06/cooking.html' title='Cooking'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1010839695376798078</id><published>2011-05-09T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:16:39.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yam Ah Mee</title><content type='html'>Went across this video while youtube hopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans, AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zzzYzqKNJRw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1010839695376798078?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1010839695376798078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1010839695376798078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1010839695376798078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1010839695376798078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/05/yam-ah-mee.html' title='Yam Ah Mee'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zzzYzqKNJRw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2342623441490396880</id><published>2011-04-22T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:58:31.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks the start of the examinations. Somehow, i felt unprepared. It is totally different from pass examinations. I do not have past year paper for 3 exams, hence, i do not know what to study for. Cannot help but to think that i will not do well again. It is always like this, scoring for mid term and screwing up my finals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep my cool. The holiday awaits me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2342623441490396880?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2342623441490396880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2342623441490396880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2342623441490396880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2342623441490396880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/04/tomorrow-marks-start-of-examinations.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4474413660869537511</id><published>2011-04-17T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:58:05.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell ShiGong</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Rooster calling non stop, people weeping away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the news yesterday, shigong has passed away. I am at the funeral right now, at the temple where he resided, where he helped me solve life issues, where he gave me assurance and confidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelming sadness upon me. I shall not cry, being the eldest among my siblings, I will stay strong. It is sad that a great man has passed away, but, it is a good thing for him. He is going to enter nirvana. He is going escape the pain and suffering of life. At the age of approaching 100, he survive the operation last saturday, a heart bypass operation. He managed to walk and eat. However, 3days ago, he pass away due to old age Maybe he saw this coming, maybe he knew his life is about to end, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely wish that he attain eternal happiness. Shigong, you have my respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooi Ching Kwek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4474413660869537511?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4474413660869537511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4474413660869537511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4474413660869537511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4474413660869537511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/04/farewell-shigong.html' title='Farewell ShiGong'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6517779017770694973</id><published>2011-03-02T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:22:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder whether i made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A choice made 4 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining Environmental Science and Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not something that I really wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course is not the course which I think it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only module I am interested is AR2723.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6517779017770694973?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6517779017770694973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6517779017770694973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6517779017770694973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6517779017770694973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes-i-wonder-whether-i-made-right.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6493894705636092316</id><published>2011-02-23T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T22:52:54.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY!</title><content type='html'>Hoho... It has been WEEKS since CNY. Decided to blog abt CNY though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... The eve of CNY didnt start well. Had to went to school for a useless 1 hour lecture. In the end, the lecturer took 1 hour to explain 2 slides. Nvm, let it slide, let it slide. Shouldn't bear any grudge before CNY. After that, i went home and fetch bibi over to my house for a mini reunion lunch. It is really mini reunion lunch, with only me and bibi at the table. The rest of my family are busying cleaning up the house and putting up decorations. After i sent bi home, i assisted in cleaning up the house before leaving for the temple to pray pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu yi was quite, well, unexpected. We woke up late and my dad decided to stay at home till like, 4pm? By the time we went to visit my big uncle's house, most of my relatives were all gone. My dad decided to play mahjong while I sat down there and entertain the younger generations. It is kinda weird when people started calling me uncle when i am like, 23 years old. Anyway, Kang Cheng came too! He did not visit my relatives during CNY for the past few years. He changed alot. He is so fit and good looking now. I admit that he is one of the most handsome dude I had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu Er: I went over to my mother's side to Bai nian. My dad decided to set out early this time. In addition, I am the one driving! Woohoo! Though I had drove countless times, it is still quite exciting to drive a car, let alone my dad's Mercedes. Had quite some fun at my jiu jiu's house. Halfway, i went to pick my Bibi and fetch her to my jiujiu's house. With her around, i started to "Hu" in my mahjong, and winning a five "tai" in the last wind. Epic win. I won everyone's money and is quite happy abt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time with my relatives during CNY. Incredibly, i went to eat reunion dinner with my bibi's family. Wow, think her parents accepted me.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6493894705636092316?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6493894705636092316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6493894705636092316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6493894705636092316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6493894705636092316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny.html' title='CNY!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1402641451541272775</id><published>2011-02-01T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:15:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prof Wee Tiong Huan</title><content type='html'>I would like to delicate this post for the lecturer whom I respected the most. He was none other than A.Prof Wee. He was an excellent lecturer, never failing to entertain us with jokes and humorous body action. He explained concept to his students well and made sure all his students understood the concepts before proceeding. He was very friendly and approachable, making us felt very comfortable in lecture. During his lecture, he would often tell stories and past experience( most notably the biopolis and Keppel buildings) , in hope that we will understand concrete concepts better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always very enthusiastic to attend his lecture, for it was one of the most interesting lecture among my modules. There was no need for coffee in his lectures, and time flew past quick. Thanks to zhenqin and yining, I chose ce2155 over ce2184. Though I only obtain a B+ for the module, A.Prof Wee's teaching will be engraved in my heart. Professor, you will be remembered. Rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1402641451541272775?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1402641451541272775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1402641451541272775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1402641451541272775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1402641451541272775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/02/prof-wee-tiong-huan.html' title='Prof Wee Tiong Huan'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2216556595750729148</id><published>2011-01-17T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:35:52.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>Hoho! Decided to change my blog structure after like godzillon years. I never change my blog since i started out in ... 2004? Can't remember le. Hoho. Decided to try the new template designs and it is very INTERACTIVE! So many design and templates to choose from. In addition, it is customizable and i can insert pages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Nice. I like it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2216556595750729148?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2216556595750729148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2216556595750729148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2216556595750729148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2216556595750729148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6308311675455166035</id><published>2011-01-13T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:44:06.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Is abit late to write this but is always gd to write some reflections for the past year. I typed this post while taking bus home from sch today (dated 13/01/2011). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is quite a year for me, more of a family year to me. I started learning the rope of business management from my dad and I got into a relationship. Hee, I really put in alot of effort to jio "galgal" at that time. Really went through alot in the process. Well, good things are hard to get. I still remember the day i held her hands. Hee, the feeling is like, exponential to the power of infinity happy. Keke. Most importantly, i never regret my decision. I am really very happy to be with bibi and i want to be with her forever. Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first ever contractor project from my dad in June. It's not those big project where i have to raise a building or so. It is just renovating a shop for a tuition centre. I am really lucky to have a nice going owner who will not eat me for my inexperience. Instead, she helped me alot by giving me time extension and closing one eye on my harsh job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work really affected my uni life quite abit. I have to quit numerous activities as they clash with my job dates. One of them is SIWW. I am really sorry to Daniel as i cannot honour my promises. After the incident, i am known as the pangseh guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Taiwan one week after exam. It is rather rush as i do not have time to pack my luggage, change money and plan the activities to do in Taiwan. In the end, we wasted lots of precious time in Taiwan and didn't manage to visit many places of interest. I would really like to go there again if i ever have the chance, but first, i will have to save up money for the overseas trip with bibi in 2 years time (place to be confirmed). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also own a car last year! A Mitsubishi lancer. Regretted having the car as it literally bankrupt me. Every 2~3 days , i will have to spend about $50 to top up the petrol. Well, it is an expensive lesson for me and i will never have a car unless i am financially stable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 Ended with me and bibi sitting at marina square inhaling smokers' waste gas. Seriously, if commuting suicide is illegal, why is smoking legal? Smoking is like spending money to kill yourself. It not only affects you, it also affects people surrounding the smoker, making them murderer as well. Never mind, they are there to drive the economy as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6308311675455166035?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6308311675455166035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6308311675455166035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6308311675455166035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6308311675455166035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2697352508440562095</id><published>2011-01-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:04:07.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution for the semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/TSxjUQpNKiI/AAAAAAAAANA/KbnH-7pusyc/s1600/1198132005_ringquizver1-SUN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/TSxjUQpNKiI/AAAAAAAAANA/KbnH-7pusyc/s320/1198132005_ringquizver1-SUN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560928839612049954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall use my fullest potential to pass, if possible, to succeed in this sem, for it is the sun that lit up the great sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2697352508440562095?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2697352508440562095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2697352508440562095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2697352508440562095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2697352508440562095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolution-for-semester.html' title='Resolution for the semester'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/TSxjUQpNKiI/AAAAAAAAANA/KbnH-7pusyc/s72-c/1198132005_ringquizver1-SUN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2561655843617174375</id><published>2010-12-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:35:24.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt so weak..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2561655843617174375?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2561655843617174375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2561655843617174375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2561655843617174375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2561655843617174375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-felt-so-weak.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-695174941541879661</id><published>2010-06-06T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:44:03.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time: 3am, 6 June 2010</title><content type='html'>I woke up, feeling very happy. I dreamt abt bibi again. For the past 2 nights, i had been dreaming abt her, like what happened in tw. When i have been hit by reality and realised that it was just a dream, sadness overwhelmed me, greatly. Never in my life i felt so lonely. Time has been passing by very very slowly. Though only 2 days had passed, it felt like a week has gone by. I keep looking forward to her arrival. Bibi went shanghai for the world expo. I made countless attempt to call her, but i think she doesn't have auto roam. I will continue to sms her once a day. I wanna hear her voice. Bibi, please come home. Bibi, i miss you. Really miss you alot... 2 more days to arrival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The above was pen down in hp when i woke up in the night, 3am. It was typed out when i got back home from work the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-695174941541879661?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/695174941541879661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=695174941541879661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/695174941541879661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/695174941541879661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-3am.html' title='Time: 3am, 6 June 2010'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1746671099367164774</id><published>2010-04-25T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:00:15.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are the light in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the first priority in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad whenever u are unhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in good mood whenever u smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share your joys and woes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1746671099367164774?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1746671099367164774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1746671099367164774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1746671099367164774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1746671099367164774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-light-in-my-heart-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6800130137408786142</id><published>2010-04-18T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T09:51:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Post To Someone Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;19/03/2010 marks the special day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drafted down this post while I was taking a bus ride home from town yesterday. There she was, hugging my legs sleeping. It is a beautiful sight to behold, a scene which will be engraved deep down into my memory. She's sitting down while i am standing beside her. I am really happy yesterday, for i went out with her. She is someone special to me. In my eyes, she is just so perfect. I couldn't find any other girl that is the same league as her. I seriously do not find any other girls attractive anymore. Pageant girls, actress nor any other girls can attract get my attention anymore. She is one person whom i will risk every and anything to protect her. She is the person whom i want to spend the rest of my life with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved Lihui, I truly love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S8plhfhpmgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kjGa7suEDI8/s1600/Photo029_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S8plhfhpmgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kjGa7suEDI8/s320/Photo029_002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461289124212873730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;~Bibi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6800130137408786142?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6800130137408786142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6800130137408786142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6800130137408786142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6800130137408786142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/04/special-post-to-someone-special.html' title='A Special Post To Someone Special'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S8plhfhpmgI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kjGa7suEDI8/s72-c/Photo029_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-3828871553917694532</id><published>2010-03-20T09:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T10:06:08.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY GALGAL~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetch her to IMM to eat at Hoshi Japanese Restaurant. Initially wanted to bring her to eat at long beach, however, due to unforeseen circumstances, i brought her to eat at hoshi instead. I ate salmon sashimi don while she ate cod don *picture shown below* Time seems to pass by very fast when i am with her. After dinner, I sent her home le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words to Galgal:&lt;br /&gt;Hope u have an enjoyable day! May ur dreams come true! JYJYJYJY for your jc life kay! Tell me if u encounter any problems in jc. I will definitely help u out. Love you very much! Sarpok-ing u all the wayyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtQg0gwyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7Vz87EIfsGA/s1600-h/Photo239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtQg0gwyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7Vz87EIfsGA/s320/Photo239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450531210736485154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtQf_x77I/AAAAAAAAAMc/KM-DltUSCvQ/s1600-h/Photo240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtQf_x77I/AAAAAAAAAMc/KM-DltUSCvQ/s320/Photo240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450531210515312562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtPgGspFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R-ghPEx4Hrg/s1600-h/Photo238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtPgGspFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R-ghPEx4Hrg/s320/Photo238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450531193364456530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtOwMZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kVs7z4BAHRo/s1600-h/Photo162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtOwMZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kVs7z4BAHRo/s320/Photo162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450531180503492386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-3828871553917694532?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3828871553917694532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=3828871553917694532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3828871553917694532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3828871553917694532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S6QtQg0gwyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7Vz87EIfsGA/s72-c/Photo239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8562291540253244995</id><published>2010-03-05T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:19:17.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive me to the Moon~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I look Forward to Friday every week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5DyzLQz-sI/AAAAAAAAALc/dHeZukujF-o/s1600-h/Photo181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5DyzLQz-sI/AAAAAAAAALc/dHeZukujF-o/s320/Photo181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445118910501485250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shoe shoe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5DyyS00uBI/AAAAAAAAALU/2vlChJb7fEA/s1600-h/Photo179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5DyyS00uBI/AAAAAAAAALU/2vlChJb7fEA/s320/Photo179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445118895351707666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Walking back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee! I get to drive these few days. My cousin fell sick unfortunately and i get the chance to use her car. It is a Mitsubishi Lancer. Well, I can say that the Lancer has a more powerful engine than Altis. I can feel the acceleration when i zam the accelerator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch galgal to school and home today. Is kinda funny when i tried to enter pjc. The security guard asked me what am i here for. The answer i gave: A Level results. Well, today is the release of A level results. I waited for her at concourse and blend with my juniors. Well, only teachers whom know me can spot that I am not waiting for my A level result (p.s. i gotten them 4 years ago) We went to lot 1 to buy stationaries before bidding goodbye to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had supper at sheares hall last night. Woo! The chicken very nice. Well, i was dead hungry when i reach the canteen. I had dinner at 5pm and had nothing else till 11pm. My chicken is savaged by 3 hungry souls: zq, bj and me. Our chicken is the first to be finished. We then savage Soo's chicken. Boon Jun and me shared a plate of spicy fried rice. Maybe is due to the fact that i was too hungry, I find the spicy fried rice nice, though boon jun find it normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EANfXLNdI/AAAAAAAAAME/Swh7LWO-9Lc/s1600-h/Photo175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EANfXLNdI/AAAAAAAAAME/Swh7LWO-9Lc/s320/Photo175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445133656224642514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stabbing the chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EAL0ryVII/AAAAAAAAAL8/xG2a0lt2abY/s1600-h/Photo173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EAL0ryVII/AAAAAAAAAL8/xG2a0lt2abY/s320/Photo173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445133627588498562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Apple in the butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EALDj5WWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CESEQc-gqJE/s1600-h/Photo172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EALDj5WWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CESEQc-gqJE/s320/Photo172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445133614402066786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EAKHlM1sI/AAAAAAAAALs/69PC_0Y5Nbg/s1600-h/Photo171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EAKHlM1sI/AAAAAAAAALs/69PC_0Y5Nbg/s320/Photo171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445133598301411010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EAJjEGU8I/AAAAAAAAALk/yXZQ4ShxDsk/s1600-h/Photo170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5EAJjEGU8I/AAAAAAAAALk/yXZQ4ShxDsk/s320/Photo170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445133588498895810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eating Happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess that i am getting old. Feeling the strain/shear/fatigue/inter force/eg1109 within me today. In army, sleeping for 4 hours is sufficient for me to chiong the whole day. During outfield, my sleeping time is even lesser than that. Can't imagine how i survived those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8562291540253244995?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8562291540253244995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8562291540253244995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8562291540253244995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8562291540253244995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/03/drive-me-to-moon.html' title='Drive me to the Moon~'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S5DyzLQz-sI/AAAAAAAAALc/dHeZukujF-o/s72-c/Photo181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4866567002648892633</id><published>2010-02-01T09:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:15:31.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th Feb or 2nd August</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Maybe is just a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very very weird dream last night. Here's the overview. I was walking down a street ( some random street) when i keep seeing this date: 08/02/2010. At the moment of time, i just thought that i am in the date 08/02/2010 in my dream, so it doesn't really bothers me. Next, i receive a call from my mom. She mention some stuff and she also mention 08/02/2010. What really bothered me at the moment of time is she said the date as 08/02/2010 and not 8th Feb or 2nd Aug. WTH is that date? Upon hanging up, i turned around and saw an old man sitting down with a cardboard on the table. On the cardboard, there is a writing which says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08/02/&lt;br /&gt;2010&lt;br /&gt;(MONDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really freak me out. The old man was wearing a hood and i couldn't see his face at all. Then he said this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This date will be one of your most important date. This day, good things will fall upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up upon hearing that. I realised something. 8th of February (next week) is a monday. Is it coincidental? I tried going back to sleep. Just when i was about to fall asleep, something struck my mind. I took out my hp and check 2nd of August. Scary enough, it is also a Monday. Well, I shall wait for next monday and 2nd of august then. See whether is there anything that will happened to me that will make it the most important day in my life. Well, is just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;08/02/2010 (MONDAY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4866567002648892633?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4866567002648892633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4866567002648892633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4866567002648892633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4866567002648892633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/02/8th-feb-or-2nd-august.html' title='8th Feb or 2nd August'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-3994365863748484068</id><published>2010-02-01T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:32:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UFO Machine Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu5YVZgSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9v8zbjzla_k/s1600-h/Photo104_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu5YVZgSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9v8zbjzla_k/s320/Photo104_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433081563788706082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu42NkUiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kpTiLmPh53Q/s1600-h/Photo103_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu42NkUiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kpTiLmPh53Q/s320/Photo103_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433081554629055010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu4MeEuyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZFOwLPIZIvg/s1600-h/Photo086_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu4MeEuyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZFOwLPIZIvg/s320/Photo086_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433081543423998754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You won't fail if you persevere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our first and virgin attempt to set up a flea selling our soft toys in orchard central. It was a nice experience and we got to know quite a few people. KJ and me reached Orchard Central @ 12noon, carrying huge bags of soft toys there to sell. Our hopes aren't high, for our website didn't work out that well. After 1.5 hours of setting up ( we got ALOT of soft toys), UFO MACHINE TOYS opened. Our first customer is a lady(in fact, ALL of our customers are ladies). She bought KJ's huge melody. Being the first customer, KJ gave her a little pig keychain FOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though OC is new, there aren't any crowd. No one walked around orchard central. I really wonder how the shops there survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales is not bad. We managed to sell 7~8 dolls, sufficient to cover the rent and have a good meal. It is quite an enjoyable experience and i hoped that the next time round, business will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-3994365863748484068?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3994365863748484068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=3994365863748484068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3994365863748484068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3994365863748484068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/02/ufo-machine-toys.html' title='UFO Machine Toys'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S2Yu5YVZgSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9v8zbjzla_k/s72-c/Photo104_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1218559147781239461</id><published>2010-01-25T19:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:24:40.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little story</title><content type='html'>A little story to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer burnt whole forest for a tree, hoping the tree would get all the fertilisers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer hoped tree will grow flowers and bear fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer was overprotective of tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree don't like it and run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer tried called out for tree and tree doesn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer is living by the edge of depression while tree might be having fun with other trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer regrets his over-protectiveness but is all too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer will not disturb tree anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer will look over tree from a distance from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer is willing to help tree should tree face any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer just hopes that tree will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/End/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sleep and Music Are My Best Friends Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1218559147781239461?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1218559147781239461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1218559147781239461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1218559147781239461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1218559147781239461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-story.html' title='A little story'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4396050407921646073</id><published>2010-01-24T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:49:14.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLw5s81Xotg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GLw5s81Xotg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this song from mish over fb. I find it very nice. Wanna share over my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4396050407921646073?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4396050407921646073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4396050407921646073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4396050407921646073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4396050407921646073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4026234775786428668</id><published>2010-01-19T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:49:08.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Can't Separate Dreams From Reality Anymore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream about a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brothers were walking aimlessly to a destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted this girl (from the back) in a bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to give chase to the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We climb hills and walked drains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got caught by the police somehow, maybe for some crime that we did in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl is dancing, a pretty sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approached the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End, i woke up at 6am, without having look at the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this dream kinda floats in my mind. I always have difficulty remembering stuff. Is quite a surprise that i can remember this dream. In fact, I only remember dream pertaining to a specify someone. I guess, is just a dream afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It is time to wake up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4026234775786428668?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4026234775786428668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4026234775786428668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4026234775786428668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4026234775786428668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1355031157445256617</id><published>2010-01-13T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:54:42.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Buddies Meet up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Like to Make Myself Believe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aZRFIHEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5KY3NYeh96Q/s1600-h/Photo042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aZRFIHEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5KY3NYeh96Q/s320/Photo042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233253667806274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe wei, antz and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aY5UhgxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/n_FJcNiIf8g/s1600-h/Anthony+Devouring+Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aY5UhgxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/n_FJcNiIf8g/s320/Anthony+Devouring+Food.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233247289934610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antz devouring food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aYb3yrlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/P6jMmjNx1P0/s1600-h/Photo051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aYb3yrlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/P6jMmjNx1P0/s320/Photo051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233239384796754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haan and Jw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the third day of school. My timetable is so much better than that of last semester. Yes, i screwed up my last sem's cap, scoring 3.4 points. I am taking 5 modules this sem, as compared to 6 last sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modules that i am taking this sem:&lt;br /&gt;EG1109&lt;br /&gt;MA1506&lt;br /&gt;ACC1002x&lt;br /&gt;MLE1101&lt;br /&gt;CS1101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to botak jones for dinner today. Ppl present: Joe wei, Sir Chua, Antz, Licky, haan and me. As usual, it is a super full meal. I ordered a Massive sunrise (5 inch burger with 2 sunny side egg and plenty of other stuff) and we shared a plate of whoopass fries. Joe wei is late as usual, arriving 1 hour later. NONETHELESS, he provide the most entertainment to us. I always wonder what will my army life be like without him. Jeremy, Joewei and licky kinda helped me pass thru my army life pretty nice. In fact, army life will be boring without any of T11. The food came ard 7.30pm. I finished my food by 8pm and started chatting around. Sitting around a table and chatting with them is nostalgic. We did alot of crapping and comparing around. Laughter filled the air. I am very happy that everyone is surviving uni life, with some excelling in their studies. Haan managed to get into RH, while licky got cap 5.0 (PERFECT!) Hmm... I now know why ah peks like to sit ard coffee shop tables and chat non-stop. The 6 of us were crapping for 1 hour before we take our leaves. I seriously look forward to another meet up such as this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwMsLWabU-Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwMsLWabU-Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;~Slowly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1355031157445256617?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1355031157445256617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1355031157445256617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1355031157445256617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1355031157445256617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/school.html' title='Army Buddies Meet up!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S03aZRFIHEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5KY3NYeh96Q/s72-c/Photo042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4051508374259853029</id><published>2010-01-05T10:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:55:18.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Through Losing U Will Know to Appreciate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Listen to the Rhythm of the Falling Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post deleted, she is someone special to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chopper will always be reserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4051508374259853029?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4051508374259853029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4051508374259853029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4051508374259853029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4051508374259853029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/friends.html' title='Only Through Losing U Will Know to Appreciate...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5440466626823815349</id><published>2010-01-01T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:10:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>2010, A Year of Miracles And Hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDCTUGGgaM0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PDCTUGGgaM0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 ended badly for me. I didn't manage to keep Kira to galgal's side. There after, i when to my cousin house to sleep and ton. It happens to me everytime. Whenever i lie, i will feel very guilty. Whenever i feel guilty, i will find a place to duang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is like a ever raging sea. I am consistently bombarded with events and activities. From January to August, I had at least 3 karaoke session each months, with the record of 6 k session in April. There are also lots of bad/sad moments in 2009, but there are a few joyful encounter in 2009 that i will not forget. Won't mention the sad/bad moments though, coz there is no use remembering them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Joyful/Happy moments:&lt;br /&gt;1. I picked up a tuition in August. I was camping that time when i receive a phone call. An aunt wants me to teach her daughter physics and prepare her for O levels in 4 months time. Conditions are unfavorable and I am not confident in pulling up her grades. However, a gut feeling within me asked me to pick up tat tuition, and so it began. Well, i can only say that this tuition is the happiest/funniest tuition i ever taught. In fact, i looked forward to teach gal gal every week. I am happy when she's around =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I got to know alot of friends in university! I got to know them from camps and random chatting! Making friends is always a joyful thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. D&amp;D! David's marriage to Diana and vice versa. Though tiring/no time to do tutorial/mid term period, I did my very best in helping David and ensure his wedding is a success. I am his brother and one of his driver too! Gratz to both of them. May they have lots of kids and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sem 1 is over. Though i did badly for exams, is still a happy thing to survive 1 semester of the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I met my dream girl, finally. A dream that took place 4 years ago, when i was in JC2. No idea why i remembered this dream, but i finally met her. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I GOT MY DRIVING LICENSE! VROOM!! *will not mention abt the countless accident i been in...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I AM FINALLY 21 YEARS OLD! Okay la, not much of a big deal. I celebrated my birthday in exam hall doing my physics paper T.T , asking a questions on dog walking on a turn-table. Epic question, and i leave blank for it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2010 will be a year of miracles and hope!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5440466626823815349?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5440466626823815349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5440466626823815349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5440466626823815349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5440466626823815349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8079737584536312123</id><published>2009-12-18T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:37:56.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to theme park! Weeee! First time taking roller coaster, first time taking pirate ship. The first swing of the pirate ship is scary. It kinda remind me of vehicle overturn. But the subsequent swings are boring. Guess i felt the feel of free fall, hence not feeling afraid of the subsequent swings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller coaster is the same. The first downslope is %@#$%# scary. The first high speed turning scared the hell out of me too. But after coaxing myself that it is just centripetal force, i managed to get through the ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing of the day. I couldn't get the doll i wanted. That kinda sadden my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8079737584536312123?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8079737584536312123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8079737584536312123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8079737584536312123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8079737584536312123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/genting_18.html' title='Genting'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4107786909771023824</id><published>2009-12-14T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:59:58.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>As promised to galgal, I uploaded some photos le. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4znGR0BI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Jjn9DzH0cDc/s1600-h/Photo031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4znGR0BI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Jjn9DzH0cDc/s320/Photo031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416203961186242578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4zeT1-OI/AAAAAAAAAJY/d2nthG3wRus/s1600-h/Photo025_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4zeT1-OI/AAAAAAAAAJY/d2nthG3wRus/s320/Photo025_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416203958827219170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4yzMjyoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/x4QZ5LcVRWc/s1600-h/Photo030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4yzMjyoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/x4QZ5LcVRWc/s320/Photo030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416203947253942914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4yYcy0GI/AAAAAAAAAJI/R5eaw6NEO-M/s1600-h/Photo050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4yYcy0GI/AAAAAAAAAJI/R5eaw6NEO-M/s320/Photo050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416203940074279010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Harlow! I am back from genting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my visit to genting, i realised the need to protect the environment to a further extend. I love the lush greenery, thick forest (as thick as my hair) and mountains and mountains of trees. It is a nice sight to see. Cameras cannot capture the beauty nor it could be drawn. It is just going to be part of my memory, for me to remember.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake up at 4.30am to prepare myself. As usual, i went back to sleep once my alarm rang. Luckily, XL gave me a morning call at 4.45am to wake me up. If not, i will miss the bus. Took a cab down to lavender MRT, reaching lavender at 6.15am. We board the bus at 6.45am and off it goes. We reach Genting at 2pm, checking in at 3pm. Took us 1 hour to check in, !@#$%. After washing up and deli-dali for awhile, we decided to go down to KL to do some shopping (okay, is the girls who wanna go down...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the petronas tower to shop. I can only say 1 comment, messy. The place is kana unorganised and it is hard to shop in there. In the end, it was the guys who bought stuff. The girls didn't even buy anything. I bought a polo tee from G2000. We had our dinner there (food bought from cold storage) and ate outside of the shopping mall. Thereafter, we took some photographs and went back to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the hotel, we took a bath and went out again. Desmond brought us around Genting at night. I went to the casino to take a look. The place is smoky. After going in for awhile, my eyes started to burn and i am choking. I decided to lose everything and get out of the place. I lost 10 RM only. Hahhaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the little tour ard Genting, they decided to go back to the hotel to hav a drink. As i had already quit drinking, i decided go to sleep instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i meet Calvin in genting. Small world indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4107786909771023824?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4107786909771023824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4107786909771023824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4107786909771023824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4107786909771023824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/12/genting.html' title='Genting'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/Syo4znGR0BI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Jjn9DzH0cDc/s72-c/Photo031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1630368753515889130</id><published>2009-11-30T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:59:20.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>Haha! Though i am supposed to be studying, i decided to write something here. Decided to stop blogging le. Coz i dun see the need to blog anymore. To those who wanna know my updates, check out with me over msn. Tada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1630368753515889130?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1630368753515889130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1630368753515889130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1630368753515889130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1630368753515889130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/11/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4720254415978882407</id><published>2009-10-25T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:23:11.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much To Write, Too Little Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CIAOSSU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates: I crash my dad's car; Jayden first year birthday; granddad 80th da shou; Joe wei birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen from above, my weekends are almost gone. No time to study T.T Nonetheless, I believe a greater cause. Friendship comes before studies, and if i get attached, partner is above all, hehe. Tons of birthdays and events piling up, and more will come soon. I have not done THREE WEEKS worth of tutorials and i am lagging behind alot. To save more time, i will now stop and pia my last last last week tutorials now. Kudos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4720254415978882407?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4720254415978882407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4720254415978882407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4720254415978882407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4720254415978882407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-much-to-write-too-little-time.html' title='Too Much To Write, Too Little Time'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2507952469914355811</id><published>2009-10-08T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:52:58.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAHOO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Know That I Can't Take No More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Blissful events happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, David and Diana had their custom marriage! I gave in my best effort as much as I could, so much that i kinda neglected my studies. Strangely, I cannot upload the photos i took up on fb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;br /&gt;The brothers (me, cp, xiang, sheng) stayed over at David's house on the eve of their wedding. We didn't really slept over. Instead, we stayed up playing games and mahjong. The schedule was that we needed to wake up at 4am to prepare ourselves, move off at 4.45am and fetch the bride back before 7am. I am driving my dad's car. It was my first time driving at high speed. We got takan by the sisters at the bride's place. Eating super cold spicy food, wearing ice cold tee shirt and doing stunts. All well ends well. We managed to fetch the bride back before 7am. After tea session and lots of photo taking, we moved out to the bride place, accompanied by golden pig (aka roast pig) It's quite obvious that my energy ran out, dozing off once we reach the bride's place. Thereafter, we move out to the parkroyal hotel where the brothers changed out off their espada's cosplay and into smart attires. Due to my infinitely tangled hair, I decided to wear a hat. Good food, good ambiance and good entertainment, by both bevlyn and david. After the wedding lunch, i drove my family back home and K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH DAVID AND DIANA A BLISSFUL AND LOVELY MARRIAGE LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2nd event will be posted asap.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2507952469914355811?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2507952469914355811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2507952469914355811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2507952469914355811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2507952469914355811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/10/yahoo.html' title='YAHOO!!!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-78766472725714692</id><published>2009-09-15T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:36:55.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shigure Souen Ryu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of work piled on me... 2 essays and 1 lab reports that is due this week. I am supposed to be working and racking my brain off doing my lab report, but it seems like i have given up on it. Here i am, complaining about my tons of work undone, leaving my lab report in another window of my laptop. Time seems so far away and I have lost it. I need time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good thing that next week is recess week, giving me time to do my tutorials and catch up whatever things and information that I had missed out. Nonetheless, I decided to stay cool headed and approach this mountain of undone work, as inspired by Yamamoto Takeshi in Katekyo Hitman Reborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時雨蒼燕流&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-78766472725714692?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/78766472725714692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=78766472725714692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/78766472725714692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/78766472725714692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/09/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-3884915061080064174</id><published>2009-09-05T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:41:18.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status: Stoning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why You So Fierce One...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Status: Stoning&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be studying real hard and mugging through my way of limitless tutorial work. Yet, i am staring at my computer screen, blasting loud music into my ears. I can't seems to get my mind into study mood for today. After teaching tuition in the afternoon, I have been playing games and sleeping till dinner. I went out to eat with my family, and i footed the bill. Next thing i know, i am staring at my laptop typing my blog. Life has been hard for me as i am not managing my time well. Too much activities, having sufficient time and time was spent on playing. I ought to buck up and stop slacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life isn't as smooth sailing as i had in Junior college. Life is way different than before. No more personal coaching from teachers and 5 minutes traveling time. Now my traveling time is 45minutes, from home to school and vice versa. A lot of time is wasted on traveling, but due to the motion sickness i possess, i am unable to read up on any notes on bus. Thanks to tuition i had this year, some of my memories are coming back to me. Ought to revise more though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;你的眼神,充满美丽,带走我的心跳 (心跳)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-3884915061080064174?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3884915061080064174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=3884915061080064174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3884915061080064174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3884915061080064174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/09/status-stoning.html' title='Status: Stoning'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2470182945511182210</id><published>2009-08-23T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:49:08.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 Of Us Is Attached. Now Left 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd August, 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Maosheng celebrated his birthday yesterday, his 21st birthday. Come to think of it, my birthday is getting near soon. In a few months time, i will turn 21. However, i made no plans to celebrate it. Though people says that 21 is a magical year, where one get their key to freedom, rights, etc, I am not really bothered about it. To me, 21 is just another birthday. And i have not celebrated my birthday for years. I spent my 19th birthday in Australia breaking and repairing tracks for the whole day and my 20th at home slacking. This year will have no different i guess, hence won't be celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, i chanced upon the usual girls of my class who will turn up at birthday parties. One of them is attached, to my buddy KJ. Seems like TH, YF and me won't be attached so soon. The 3 of us are still single and 2 of them are evergreen. My ex-colleague, XL, said that she believe that i will get attached by next year, while others speculate soon. Seems like i will be failing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my face started to have the pimple boom. Lots of pimples started to pop out on my face. Think is the huge amount of activities i took up recently. I have been going out since wednesday and coming back home late at night everyday. Ought to do something soon before my face turns from bad to worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Lay My Hope On You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2470182945511182210?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2470182945511182210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2470182945511182210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2470182945511182210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2470182945511182210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/08/status.html' title='Status'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4074983122546687562</id><published>2009-08-16T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:47:35.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SATSUGAI SE YO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 1.30am in the morning. I am still awake, blasting loud death metal music and revising. Surprising it might seems, as the ever study-hibernating Ching Kwek finally started his engine. The last time I studied was in sec sch, studying real hard for my O'level. It all started out when my mom complained abt my frequent going out and not staying at home to study. In addition, a friend of mine sms-ed me that she is studying, which also inspired me to start my studying streak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my knowledge are currently floating in some lala land. I need alot of effort to summon them back. The main reason i blast loud metal music is because it kinda shook my brain, which will keep me real awake to revise. Hope my neighbours do not mind though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Maybe to help things out, i might reformat my brain to increase its capacity to store. My cranium seems kinda rusty and is not accepting information as quickly as it used to do in my Junior college life. In Jc, i can sleep during lecture and tutorials and still Ace my exams. Apparently, i might not be able to do that anymore. From yesterday lecture, it seems that i have some difficulty catching up with the lecturer. Seems that I have to tune in and resonate with the lecturer in order to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of last min blogging, have to rush back and revising. Oya Sumi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Korose Korose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4074983122546687562?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4074983122546687562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4074983122546687562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4074983122546687562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4074983122546687562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/08/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2745019529372328446</id><published>2009-07-02T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:28:43.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Updates!</title><content type='html'>Yoyo! Back! As promised to my friend, i will update my blog today. Alot of events happened recently. Engin Camp, Zhiying turning 21, I quit starhub, got trashed in pool by Xueling, etc. I also realised that i am a huge spender. I spent a total of $4k over 6 months. Insane it might seem, I did spend that huge sum of money. Worst still, i spend it on entertainment solely. Karaoke, pool, starbucks, movies, etc. Guess i have to cut down on my spending spree before i get killed by my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Engin Camp: RoNdO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SkzdYycZlEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ROEBzTxLyi8/s1600-h/Finale+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SkzdYycZlEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ROEBzTxLyi8/s320/Finale+Night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353897474964165698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo is from Joanne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this is my og group, Rondo! Full of fun and excitement. Made alot of friends during engin camp. I admit that I wasn't that enthusiastic during the camp ( most prob due to the insufficient sleep) but the camp is nonetheless, FUN! &lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Mass Games and Team Building&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Pool Games( I ain't referring to cue sports)&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: City hunt&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Forgot to mention my SP! She is Fang Ming (hope i spelled correctly) She is a great person to talk to and I am really really sorry for what i wrote in the postcard. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, shall stop here. Will update the rest asap(I hope)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2745019529372328446?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2745019529372328446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2745019529372328446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2745019529372328446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2745019529372328446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates-updates.html' title='Updates Updates!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SkzdYycZlEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ROEBzTxLyi8/s72-c/Finale+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-602968932346309282</id><published>2009-05-30T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:14:58.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;D 331</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Day That They Were Bonded Together, Never Leaving One Another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 31st, David Pooi (aka fresh meat) is officially MARRIED!!! They held their wedding at the parkview square at bugis. It is a grand place with a very nice wine chamber. Aint saying much, but i wonder when is my turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkk6_aSGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/B6jwU1HLP_Q/s1600-h/Pretty+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkk6_aSGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/B6jwU1HLP_Q/s320/Pretty+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341450112278874210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkkucjQrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C_mOLnKLgFM/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkkucjQrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C_mOLnKLgFM/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341450108911436466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkkaOV62I/AAAAAAAAAII/Wts9eFZCMY4/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkkaOV62I/AAAAAAAAAII/Wts9eFZCMY4/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341450103483132770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkkGeBs7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/cofLH1SXC0w/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkkGeBs7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/cofLH1SXC0w/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341450098180207538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkj3UMDLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/KKjDKmN2zVE/s1600-h/Wine+storage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkj3UMDLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/KKjDKmN2zVE/s320/Wine+storage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341450094112410802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-602968932346309282?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/602968932346309282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=602968932346309282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/602968932346309282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/602968932346309282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/05/d-331.html' title='D&amp;D 331'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCkk6_aSGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/B6jwU1HLP_Q/s72-c/Pretty+n+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8293458748369529163</id><published>2009-05-30T10:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:01:58.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KJ and TH 21st (1st May)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfcf24NCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/N0M9_9eAjCo/s1600-h/P1030632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfcf24NCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/N0M9_9eAjCo/s320/P1030632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341444469998236706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One by one, We all turned 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the super late update of this. I am getting lazy and tired of updating my blog due to the long journey ride home from work. Nonetheless, i will still write abt the events happened recently. One of them would be KJ and TH 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They booked a executive room in Bbox, which is at Toa Payoh Safra. Aint saying the cost out to protect their privacy. There is pool, karaoke and free flow of drinks. In addition, the birthday boys bought a 50 doughnut cake as their 21st birthday cake. The cake taste great and there is enough for everyone. In addition, KJ and TH included a competition in which guys and girls will have to interact with one another. Of course, as their fellow clique, i am the first to volunteer and get the interaction going. It was fun till a drunkard came in and crash the party. Lucky he did not do anything much and create a nuisance of himself. If anything were to happen to my friends, i cannot guarantee his survival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party ended around 10.30pm, where the guest goes off one by one. The Slackers, however, continued singing and playing pool till 2am. It was fun singing in such a big room all by ourselves. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfd5LUwkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7tprhENYT9U/s1600-h/P1030567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfd5LUwkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7tprhENYT9U/s320/P1030567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341444493974749762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own singer! WeeKian!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfdW0MN0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/PPYdgmLS_p8/s1600-h/P1030594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfdW0MN0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/PPYdgmLS_p8/s320/P1030594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341444484750915394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool Table, A form of ultimate enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfdAmwCTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2MIS_Z8qK7c/s1600-h/P1030584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfdAmwCTI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2MIS_Z8qK7c/s320/P1030584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341444478788962610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Doughnut birthday cake!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfc9JHO0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/h29mCxmE0t4/s1600-h/P1030580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfc9JHO0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/h29mCxmE0t4/s320/P1030580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341444477859347266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tables of food for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg2NrSACI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AEQfiYhDV2w/s1600-h/P1030659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg2NrSACI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AEQfiYhDV2w/s320/P1030659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341446011305984034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiting(aka Mafia) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg19AH9lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GOAZAjYnKQE/s1600-h/P1030591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg19AH9lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GOAZAjYnKQE/s320/P1030591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341446006830003794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Class Girls! Sorry abt the lighting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg1sNLTqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7OVVsPBi75s/s1600-h/P1030618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg1sNLTqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7OVVsPBi75s/s320/P1030618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341446002321346210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Boys! Why Is TH Nt Singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg1dVUJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/s_CODobZg2w/s1600-h/P1030671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCg1dVUJKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/s_CODobZg2w/s320/P1030671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341445998328947874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Photo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8293458748369529163?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8293458748369529163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8293458748369529163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8293458748369529163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8293458748369529163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/05/kj-and-th-21st-1st-may.html' title='KJ and TH 21st (1st May)'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SiCfcf24NCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/N0M9_9eAjCo/s72-c/P1030632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4718512577709747543</id><published>2009-05-04T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:22:43.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Entertainment Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Song of the week: 背叛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Last week is a really HECTIC week. Life has been oscillating between extreme manual labour and extreme Karaoke entertainment. Here a sneak preview of what i did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25April09: Celebration of JJ birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, JJ and JD came to my house, doing homework and self study till 12noon. Sadly, their mom came to know that I am bringing them to eat something very spicy. P.s. They can't eat spicy food. So after some negotiation with their mom, she agreed to allow them to eat Ayam Penyet, somewhere at lucky plaza. We took 190 and reach the place at around 2pm. Tada! Consuming of extreme spicy food begun. Initially, JD don't believe me at all. After much begging and pleading, he finally believed me and decided to try a little bit. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kaboom&lt;/span&gt;, explosion could be heard within his body and he was laughing all the way, complaining abt the spiciness at the same time. It took us 1.5 hours to finish the food, each drank a cup of the famous Avacardo drink. We went pooling next and i won all but 1 game. But it was quite an entertainment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;29 April09: A meetup with the SLACKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we arranged to meet for the NUS checkup together (except KJ, who do not need to undergo the checkup) The checkup ends abt 12noon and we had our lunch before heading to Clementi central for lunch. Had Japanese food, and i swore i wun enter the shop again. Curses aside, we went for pool next and play for an hour before KJ arrived. (Btw, I only won 1 round. YF is way too pro.) Next, we head for K-box where we sang to our hearts delight. The microphone stinks though, with the smell of bad breath and god-knows-what smell. Blame it on my sensitive nose. Haix... We head for Botak Jones for our dinner. Okay, i ordered a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MASSIVE&lt;/span&gt; with cheesy potato and dill pasta. Very very filling... Think need to hit the gym this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30April09: CP first BOOKOUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat was still on the verge of recovering from wednesday singing. The Poois met up at the K-box at Marina Square at 7pm. Attendances: David, HX, CK, KS, CP. We had K-buffet where we eat and sing and eat and sing and eat again. This process lasted till 10pm. CP voice definitely grew stronger, most probably due to the training he had in tekong. Singing everyday while they march. I always love buffet, for i can eat till i am full. Didn't really sang much that day. Cause i know that on friday, there will be another singing session. We head towards Makansutra for a drink next before running to the MRT for the last train. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yare Yare&lt;/span&gt;, one by one, we will enter NS and ord after that. I ord-ed last nov, while HX enlist last July. CP enlist in April09 and will ord in March2011. KS will be the last to enlist and when he ord, the Poois will be a full Fletch men le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More will be updated tmr due to time constrain... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;尽管我细心灌溉, 你说不爱就不爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4718512577709747543?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4718512577709747543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4718512577709747543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4718512577709747543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4718512577709747543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-entertainment-week.html' title='Busy Entertainment Week'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5011120784612074296</id><published>2009-04-28T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:57:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One In A Million</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hmm... Suddenly feel like listening to this song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AamLl681zS4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AamLl681zS4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one song that i used to like. It was in my playlist in the past where i would juz repeat and repeat over and over again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5011120784612074296?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5011120784612074296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5011120784612074296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5011120784612074296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5011120784612074296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-in-million.html' title='One In A Million'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8773465018767952496</id><published>2009-04-26T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:48:10.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yare Yare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since i update my blog. Lots of updates undone, lots of events not written. Events from David's wedding to wearing tank top to work to getting drunk again while drinking with colleagues. I will pen them down in here one day. I have been focusing on playing my dear laptop ever since i got it from the IT fair. I have been playing games that my desktop cant support, from bioshock to GTA IV. In addition, i bought a razer krait to 'boost' my gaming experience. Good thing is that it is much better than other mouse in terms of sensitivity and apm, with 1600DPI and 1200APM. The bad thing? I have been hook on this mouse so much that I am not used to the mouse in my office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my company decided to change its location from town to Paya Lebar. As a result, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MANpower&lt;/span&gt; has been summoned and i have to move hundreds of boxes a day. Okay.. Maybe not hundreds, but is still quite a significant number of boxes to move everyday. 1 box is approximately 12kg. I had moved in total about 250 boxes for the past 2 weeks. This sum up to a weight of 3000 kg in this 2 weeks, with an average of 300kg a day. (P.s. I work 5 days a week) More will be coming soon though. Fatigue fell in and I really felt the effect last wednesday, when my body felt lethargic, tired and worn out. This could be also due to the kickboxing activity I signed up, which lesson is held every tuesday. Nonetheless, I am a guy, holding onto the belief that I will be able to take it. I will take it as part of my training to build a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOTTER BODY&lt;/span&gt;. OOPS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I Will Summon My Courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8773465018767952496?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8773465018767952496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8773465018767952496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8773465018767952496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8773465018767952496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/04/yare-yare.html' title='Yare Yare...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4313558584472311828</id><published>2009-03-30T09:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:14:46.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken from veron's blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which Positive Quality Are You?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 78%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are Friendship.  Friends are those who can be counted upon in times of need.  Friends are those who share in your joys and your sorrows.  Friendship unites us with others beyond family and brings happiness and comfort to our lives.  "Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 75%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Faith&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 56%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Charity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 55%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Peace&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Courage&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 34%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_positive_quality_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Positive Quality Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4313558584472311828?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4313558584472311828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4313558584472311828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4313558584472311828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4313558584472311828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/03/taken-from-verons-blog.html' title='Taken from veron&apos;s blog...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-9016742556766897826</id><published>2009-03-20T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:41:05.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Day When Our Smiles Met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for the mv for last cross on youtube when i chanced upon this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SyxuA6jCtzY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SyxuA6jCtzY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really nice song sang by a really pretty girl =P&lt;br /&gt;(Noted: Press the esc key to stop my background music)&lt;br /&gt;I aint christian btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, XueLing told me something that leave me pondering for quite awhile. What she told me was quite shocking and till now i would prefer not to believe in it as yet. First of all, i wondered whether is she telling the truth, or is it some lies that she weaved out. Secondly, what is her purpose in telling me. Anyway, is nth between her and bf(if u, referring to her bf, happened to chance upon my blog) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I bought a new laptop from the IT fair last saturday. It cost me 1.6k and initially, I do not like it at all. It kept failing on me and is posing me a serious big problem. I cant play games for long hours as it will keep crashing. But, i have a weird thinking. Since i bought this laptop, i am fated to have it. Hence, instead of complaining to the company in charge, i decided to try to understand its 'temper.' Having understanding it, I realised what are the problems are and had figured out ways to preventing it from crashing again. From approximately 4 crashes a day, it has been reduced to none now. Btw, my laptop is a striking LIME GREEN. Nice and sleek, it will definitely replace my desktop, which is now handed over to my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Is The Beginning of Our Eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-9016742556766897826?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/9016742556766897826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=9016742556766897826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/9016742556766897826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/9016742556766897826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-cross.html' title='Last Cross'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2490761325649229272</id><published>2009-03-15T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:25:30.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settlers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When Silence Roars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never never 得罪 a female. I seriously learn that lesson last Friday. My colleagues and I went to settlers on Friday after work at clarke quay. Members present: Amanda, Amelia, Edwin, Gabriel, Me, Veronica and Xueling. We reach there about 1830 and order the happy hour package. We ordered foods and drinks before settling down for games. I ordered the cajun chicken, as usual. Due to a party on the second floor, most of the games like ugly dolls, dino and bangs are not available. In the end, we played another version of dino, taboo and another version of ugly dolls. XL and Amelia got trashed in the first game. Partly because they seldomly play such game. In the end, they did a forfeit, each wearing a mask and took a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second game: taboo(or something liddat) We are divided into 2 grp, with me, veron and gabriel in one grp while the rest in another. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Noted: Gabriel cant draw... His drawing skill is IMBA!!!&lt;/span&gt; No one could understand what he is drawing. Amanda is very good in the 15 words section. every words she said is closely link to the answer required. Veron is gd at manipulating the purple coloured doll. In the end, and of course, we won. We were leading all the way and eventually won the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last game: Ugly doll remake. It is a highly dangerous game esp when u are seated next to Amanda and XueLing. Sadly, I sat BETWEEN them. XueLing resort to violences while Amanda snatch the cards at all cost. Even though the game is painful, it wouldn't be fun without the existence of Amanda and Xueling. They bring the game to another level of fun and is highly adrenaline throughout. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My CONCLUSION: It is not the game that matters, is who you go along with.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PLAYING TO THE EXTREME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2490761325649229272?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2490761325649229272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2490761325649229272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2490761325649229272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2490761325649229272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/03/settlers.html' title='Settlers!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2186550834002516395</id><published>2009-02-26T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:40:53.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, With a Touch of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sometimes, There Are Happiness Within Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Choo! I caught the flu virus. As usual, I ran under the rain resulting in this sickness. I find it quite weird. When i was wearing green, no matter rain or shine, i just don't fall sick. However, once i ord-ed, I fall sick super easily. Running under a few drops of rain caused me to fall sick. However, during this sick period, I managed to find happiness within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I PASSED MY DRIVING TEST!!! WOHOO!!! Even though i was sneezing and coughing during the test, I was deducted 8points. Quite a good result. I managed to keep my cool during the test as i need to spend more energy to driving while I am sick than normal, resulting in no energy to spend on getting nervous. I also remembered my mistake, to let pedestrian cross the zebra crossing. I even stop to let a old man jay walk across the road. Now i can go vroom vroom around Singapore le. Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tutee got A2 for physics( a subject I taught her) Elated by her result. Of course, credit still goes to her for being able to absorb knowledge and work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my ultra pessimistic nature when i fall sick (Total oppose of me when I am not sick) I will look at events, things and people at a different angle. During the last 2 days of intensive thinking (I don't like to think when I am not sick) with a pessimistic view, I managed to undercover and realise some stuff and solve some life puzzle. Of course, I ain't saying out anything. Hmm... One reason why I got decent A level result might because I fell sick during A level exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;再给我两分钟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2186550834002516395?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2186550834002516395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2186550834002516395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2186550834002516395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2186550834002516395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-with-touch-of-happiness.html' title='Sick, With a Touch of Happiness'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5428003411091145120</id><published>2009-02-24T09:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:54:18.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know more abt urself quiz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&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;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&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;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&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;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&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;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&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;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5428003411091145120?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5428003411091145120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5428003411091145120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5428003411091145120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5428003411091145120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/know-more-abt-urself-quiz.html' title='Know more abt urself quiz...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-7579340758413408025</id><published>2009-02-20T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:08:43.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Feel, The Gentle Push Of The Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few things happened during these period of time when my computer was down. Firstly, I set an all time record of completing the most numbers of documents in a month. Usually, one would have to settle approx. 130~160 numbers of documents a month. However, I did over 200 documents this month(Feb). Of course, it couldn't have happened without the assist of my colleagues who shared my workload during these few days. It has been busy, apologies to my friends whom I neglected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I am now a Astronomy trainer in my junior collage. I am partly involved in training and teaching them on Astronomy. Is a voluntarily act and I do not receive any form of cash and money. However, my basic is not strong even. Hence I ask the help of P10S1 M2O3 yc to help me. Hope that with his help, PJ astro will be strong enough to enter the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sense of smell has also gotten me into troubles lately. Aint saying anything but I sincerely apologise for what I had did. Hope to whom it may concern forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be taking up kickboxing as a exercise to burn my fats(if any) away. Ever since i started working, i had been eating, working and sleeping, without much exercising at all. It is time for me to start exercising and keep fit. Since Monday, I had been doing at least 12 pull ups a day, part of my regiment to keep myself fit after ording in nov...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Listen, To The Rustling Of The Leaves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-7579340758413408025?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/7579340758413408025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=7579340758413408025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/7579340758413408025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/7579340758413408025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/recent-updates.html' title='Recent Updates'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5179784733961714001</id><published>2009-02-03T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:27:15.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Haven had starbucks for 2 Weeks... I have good self control&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee, black in colour yet with a heavenly aroma. Also known as Kopi or Frappecino in my dictionary, coffee mesmerises me alot, hence, i am slightly addicted to coffee( maybe nt slightly). I started drinking coffee during primary 3, when i first taste the bitterness of a cup of kopi-O. Well... it wasnt love at first sight. At that point of time, my nose wasnt very sensitive and i declared that i do not like coffee. However, as time flew by, my passion for it grew. In addition, with the introduction of STARBUCKS by JMAX, I am quite a addict. Every book out day is a coffee day. I will just travel to a nearby starbuck cafe( Nearest is BPP). As a result, i spend an average of $200 per month on starbucks alone (FYI, i only book out on sat and sun. Hence i can only buy coffee in these 2 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, $200 per month is painful, for i only earn $600 a month that time. 1/3 of my pay goes to coffee. Now, I have reduce to only a grande a week. Used to drink Venti size, but age has been catching up with me. I no longer able to finish a venti size frappucino. I must continue my control and restrain, but with joey sitting beside me now, it is VERY VERY HARD!!! She brings in a cup of coffee every morning and the aroma of it increase my lust and desire for coffee.(i have quite a good sense of smell) Must control...Must control...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5179784733961714001?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5179784733961714001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5179784733961714001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5179784733961714001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5179784733961714001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/02/coffee.html' title='Coffee~'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-3268398753984562515</id><published>2009-01-26T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:26:05.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz And More Quiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wink Wink Hint Hint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 89%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 70%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 34%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 24%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 20%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 17%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 3%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some quiz from quizfarm too. Due to some technical difficulty, was unable to post it up here. Hmm... Took the 'Which Major Is Right For U'. The result is: Biology/Chemistry/Geology&lt;br /&gt;Description:You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Biology, Chemistry, Geology, or related majors (e.g., Biochemistry, Environmental Science, Forestry, Fisheries and Wildlife, Genetics, Marine Biology, Zoology).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-3268398753984562515?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3268398753984562515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=3268398753984562515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3268398753984562515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3268398753984562515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiz-and-more-quiz.html' title='Quiz And More Quiz!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2766586740875083335</id><published>2009-01-22T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:13:06.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starhub</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Waive Of PCK cause He's the only temp guy there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in starhub for almost 2months le. Ever since Ron and Jeff are gone, i am the only guy there. Lemme think including the temp staff from am temp and nasir's side, there are 15 female temp colleage and i am the only guy. A HUGE change in environment. From a all guys army camp, I now work in an all girls environment. Naturally, i will have to supply my manpower (I mean muscle, nth else) whenever heavy things are involved. Activities like carrying paper stuff and running errands are now part of my job too. At times, i really felt that it is more tiring than army. Running abt in the concrete jungle seems more tiring than running abt in jungle. Coz during army, friends and platoonmates will motivate u and assist whenever u needed help. But now, I have to do most of the things myself. Everyone is focus in their role and everyone has their own responsibility. For eg. i cant help Amanda with whatever she does, as i am nt trained in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i will try to take photo of my colleages and post it up. Note to amanda: Dun blow ur mouth when taking photo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2766586740875083335?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2766586740875083335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2766586740875083335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2766586740875083335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2766586740875083335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/starhub.html' title='Starhub'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-578839331467225650</id><published>2009-01-15T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:30:57.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder, Wonder, Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Is Not Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days and night, i had been pondering and thinking. At times, i ended up sleeping at 1am++. Wun reveal what i have been thinking though, but it is definitely bothering me now. Need to get it done asap, if not it will keep 'haunting' me. It has affected me quite abit, making me lethargic and old. In addition, my ankle kept getting sprained nowadays, reducing my mobility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress has also gotten up with me. Have been working OT for past few days for documents and bills. Within the past 4 days, over 50 documents with multiple lines had been thrown to me and i need to finish them asap. I managed to complete over 80% of them, dealing some damage to myself at the same time. I forced trigger my 'exam mode' to do things at the maximum efficiency, with some side effect. Taking today as an example, I went into exam mode from 2pm to 5pm (normally last for 2 hours, but i pushed it to 3 hours). In the end, i felt so lethargic and fatigue that i did nothing for the next hour. During that hour, i reach high amount of stress and despair, so much that i have a splitting headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need alternative, cant use exam mode forever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-578839331467225650?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/578839331467225650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=578839331467225650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/578839331467225650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/578839331467225650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ponder-wonder-think.html' title='Ponder, Wonder, Think'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-3327091793982864634</id><published>2009-01-11T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:36:13.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>赤壁</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的心是一个车牌,写著等待&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm, Bugis Junction, Starbuck. David was there, wearing a white top and waiting outside starbucks. When he first saw me, he shoot out a comment immediately,"what happened to your hair? It looks, withered." I was taken aback. It was then that i realised that i shouldnt have change my shampoo. Now my hair is getting from bad to worst. ARGH!!! We were waiting for a lady and the rest of the Poois to arrive. Diana lost her phone in a cab, hence David is going to collect from her. To our surprise, the person who returned the phone was a hot lady, with a nice accent to her speech. Btw, sheng wasnt late this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for steamboat for dinner. Forgot what's the signboard but think i know how to navigate there. The food is awesome. My killing spree lasted for an hour, after which i reduced my food intake drastically. However, Nsf xiang and David were still on a rampage. Their food intake lasted throughout the steamboat. Diana and friends arrived about 1930. It was then i realised, nsf sure can eat non-stop. During my days as a nsf, i ate non stop. Now, i am back to normal, with an average eating appetite and normal metabolic rate. The buffet cost $105, which is $15 buck per person. David treat us all, really thank him for that meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a cab to Great World City to watch 赤壁. Gosh, it was my first time going to Great World City. The cinema is HUGE! The screen was the biggest that i have seen. But one bad thing abt GWC is that there is no nearby Mrt. Nonetheless, the cinema is nice and pleasant, with no bad smell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Spoiler, Spoilers!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;赤壁is nice. Especially the war part. The movie is about 2hours 15 minutes long. It shows the smartness of 诸葛亮， rashes of 张飞 and the different characteristic of the characters. The whole war is a stragety itself. From the breaking of alliance to 曹操beheading his comrades, it was all part of the plan to win the war. No more details will be revealed. Nonetheless, it was an excellent war movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at 12.30am. Went for supper after that. Ate prata and tea. Average rating. First time eating naan prata and tissue prata. After discussing with the Poois, we decided to go to David's house to stay overnight. Xiang and Sheng knocked out after reaching David's house, while David and I played till 5am. We also had quite a chat, which left me some questions to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCXvVoobI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_BNygXw0vOI/s1600-h/chibi+outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCXvVoobI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_BNygXw0vOI/s320/chibi+outing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043319167525298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smilez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCXnN1umI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0gnmCvMq2uE/s1600-h/chibi+outing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCXnN1umI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0gnmCvMq2uE/s320/chibi+outing+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043316987345506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCYCamXRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RsjWu6XD9D0/s1600-h/chibi+outing+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCYCamXRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RsjWu6XD9D0/s320/chibi+outing+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043324288621842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is red, due to the heat of the steamboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCYZkJCxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iDiBv0wPiW8/s1600-h/chibi+outing+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCYZkJCxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iDiBv0wPiW8/s320/chibi+outing+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043330502658834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCYu_BJbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0KXN03kb_jc/s1600-h/chibi+outing+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCYu_BJbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0KXN03kb_jc/s320/chibi+outing+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043336252532146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nsf and Student sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoChhUc-gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GiPkbH6-G2I/s1600-h/chibi+outing+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoChhUc-gI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GiPkbH6-G2I/s320/chibi+outing+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043487203162626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dunno that their photos are taken... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoChr7LJNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hJBo8L7A0AI/s1600-h/chibi+outing+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoChr7LJNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hJBo8L7A0AI/s320/chibi+outing+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043490049926354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... I was taken unawared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCiGjklkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qUm5U8Cn8wI/s1600-h/chibi+outing+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCiGjklkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qUm5U8Cn8wI/s320/chibi+outing+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290043497198687810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-3327091793982864634?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/3327091793982864634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=3327091793982864634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3327091793982864634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/3327091793982864634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='赤壁'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWoCXvVoobI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_BNygXw0vOI/s72-c/chibi+outing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-423334760327764358</id><published>2009-01-11T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:52:44.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11Jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11Jan, A day that taught me how to appreciate family more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWmlMv6Q_PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6vCOra0XInU/s1600-h/IMGA0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWmlMv6Q_PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6vCOra0XInU/s320/IMGA0685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289940875761220850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am, 11Jan07, I stepped foot on a foreign land, Tekong. Upon reaching the pier, i saw a poster that write: The mud on my face is soil, our soil. At that time, i was thinking, do i have to do that? In less than 5 mins later, i was seperated from my parents where a fat guy wearing green took my pink ic away. That moment of time, i knew that there is no turning back. I was offically a SAF property. Reunited with my parents at 11.30am, we were guided to the cookhouse, where we were served with stewed drumstick, tofu and 小白菜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, around 12.30pm, we were guided back to the pier. I bidded farewell to my family and did not look back. Coz i knew if i were to look back at them, i might have free flow of tear. I will be leading a different life, a regimental life, a life when i have to do things on my own. Gone are the days when my mom would wake me up for sch with breakfast placed on the coffee table( It was like this during jc). Gone are the days when my dad will drive me to sch if i were to be late for sch. It was that day,11Jan, when i permanently place family and relationship in the top priority. (before that, Play was first and study is second) It was 11Jan that I appreciate family more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-423334760327764358?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/423334760327764358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=423334760327764358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/423334760327764358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/423334760327764358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/11jan.html' title='11Jan'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SWmlMv6Q_PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6vCOra0XInU/s72-c/IMGA0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-4426121953393972813</id><published>2009-01-04T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:24:51.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year, New Hopes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Jan, 12 Midnight, I was lying on my bed, drunk, again. This time, i only drank half a cup of choya... Come to think of it, year 2008 is quite a year for me. Atec, countless guard duties, running, injuries, etc. My resolution for 2008 is simple, ord-ing alive. Mission accomplished, at a price. I can no longer run long distance as i heavily strained my ankle. Now, my ankle is unable to rotate as much as a normal person does, resulting in pain in every step that i take. Army is a place which i made great friends, friends whom i know will stand by me when i need help. We been through alot. Pain, sufferings, laughter and fun. Though we are no longer sleeping in the same bunk, but our bond remains. Invite me whenever there is an outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than army friends, i got to know some of my primary schmates. Thru the help of Fan-ge, i managed to know some of them( Names are not mention to protect privacy. d=) We met up at IMM and had dinner. Quite happy that they are doing well. Kinda feels like reunion with long lost friends. Cheers to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feel quite lucky that i do not have to go to India for exercise. Even though i burn weekends and do 3 extra guard duties, i feel that it is worth it after hearing what my friends said after they came back. Vomiting, nose bleeding, fainting, fatigue are the common illness they suffered during the overseas trip. Due to insufficient airticket, i managed to siam it and do duties in singapore instead. Really counted my blessing for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009, a new year. I wonder what lies ahead of me. Will i be able to handle situations in place for me? Will i be able to take falls and failures? Will love blossom? Countless possibility lies ahead of me. I am more or less restricted in year 2008 as i am serving the nation. Now, i have more freedom and time to do my stuff. Year 2009 is also the year i turn 21. 11 more months to go. My room is undergoing renovation now. I hope i will have it done b4 cny. Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-4426121953393972813?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/4426121953393972813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=4426121953393972813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4426121953393972813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/4426121953393972813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New Year!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-690424290985213241</id><published>2009-01-01T21:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:23:54.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting, With the help of the Pangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A New Coat, A New Look, A New House&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30am, 25th december, my mom came crashing into my parent's bedroom ( couldnt sleep in my room coz my room is in a mess.) and wake me up. Lazily, i folded my blanket and pulled myself up, only to know that my cousins had already arrived and started with the paintin work.( my room was already done when i woke up) Hurrily, i brushed my teeth, washed my face, ate my breakfast and helped out with project painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is simple. To cut newspaper and wrap furnitures up. I was assigned to this job due to my height. I am the second shortest among the guys who were involved in project paint. Taller guys are involved in the paintin while short ppl like me will hav to do the wrapping up job with the females. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkcX6EkI/AAAAAAAAADw/g5w2cMUWZNA/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkcX6EkI/AAAAAAAAADw/g5w2cMUWZNA/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322790066688578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkxn5mxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eXcdOewQxMc/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkxn5mxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/eXcdOewQxMc/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322795770911506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzOSHhbJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/81e7cCLd6gY/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzOSHhbJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/81e7cCLd6gY/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286326873278326610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzORvEB0RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/S_oSTxWA1tk/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzORvEB0RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/S_oSTxWA1tk/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286326866712580370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunDe helping with the wrapping job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkkX7q1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wjycVw-6QOo/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkkX7q1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wjycVw-6QOo/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322792214276946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis, cutting newspaper for us to wrap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkAGlG-I/AAAAAAAAADo/5L55Hw1Ro1U/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkAGlG-I/AAAAAAAAADo/5L55Hw1Ro1U/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322782477818850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKjvlUMYI/AAAAAAAAADg/bjjB_4-3Q7o/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKjvlUMYI/AAAAAAAAADg/bjjB_4-3Q7o/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286322778043330946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzM-EugCPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FktTwmZDtVA/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzM-EugCPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FktTwmZDtVA/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286325429418854642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzM9s1IK0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/s5IlFGZzF_w/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzM9s1IK0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/s5IlFGZzF_w/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286325423004199746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle, Tony, with his wing chun style of painting the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzQ-JPJFyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/L5hJaA8BuX0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzQ-JPJFyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/L5hJaA8BuX0/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286329828676015906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd aunt wrapping the power socket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzQ9vYJbAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8HwsPRbSMaA/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzQ9vYJbAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8HwsPRbSMaA/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286329821734464514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ helpin to tear newspaper up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzQ90HhUyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IyTUBqLRC00/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzQ90HhUyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IyTUBqLRC00/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286329823006905122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rest time!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-690424290985213241?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/690424290985213241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=690424290985213241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/690424290985213241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/690424290985213241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2009/01/painting-with-help-of-pangs.html' title='Painting, With the help of the Pangs'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SVzKkcX6EkI/AAAAAAAAADw/g5w2cMUWZNA/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5511813504785445212</id><published>2008-12-28T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:35:17.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve; You Zhen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Eve, 24th Dec, Time: 12.30noon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I have to work during christmas eve. But the good thing is, I only need to work for half a day, wahaha. Everyone had their activity after work ( released from work at 12.30pm) Amanda had to go out with her friends, XueLing spending time with her bf( I think?), Yue Juan resigned, Ron spending time with his gf ( he didnt even come to work!), while me and veron catch a movie, twilight, at cineleisure. Twilight is cool, nt flawless though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE!!! SPOILERS AHEAD!!!&lt;/strong&gt; The part where Edward was climbin trees with Bella could be improved. Instead of climbin with hands, he could have 'hop' from branches to branches (like how ninjas do in anime) while piggyback bella. The part where Edward dash across the carpark to save Bella was awesome. The truck was jerked backward when Edward stopped it. Beautifully done. The plot is nice but i am kinda sad that there was not much of a fighting between James and Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we shopped around town. From cineleisure to Shaw house to wheelock and back to somerset mrt, where i bid goodbye to veron(she had something on) and say hello to my Jc mates ( mao, abby, kj, yf, th, pris and joy) Initially, we decided to eat our dinner at Sakura. Due to some technical problem, we changed our location to Waraku at starhub centre( my workplace... -.-) The meal is nice, but i got abit tipsy after drinking some vodka from abby. My vision is blurred and cant really hear things. Cant remember much but i vaguely remember mao and abby leaving us after the dinner. The rest of us continued to had pool at meridian while the girls had somemore food. Undoubtly, Yf is the best pool-er between us. He is accurate, calm and cool, in total control of the games he played. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEDIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! My long lost secondary school friend. So coincidentally meet at 41SAR. Better known as garang medic or psycho medic, u never fail to amuse me. From the idea of colours ( Known to T11 only), risk to ur superb stamina in running. Thanks for all the help whenever i cut myself or injure myself. Though u always look stressed, u handle situations with extreme calmness (not in risk). U provided a source of entertainment in our bunk and always helpful ( from admin to saikang) U are good in dota (lets play again someday) and excellent in studies. Thanks for all the help and entertainment, stay active always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5511813504785445212?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5511813504785445212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5511813504785445212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5511813504785445212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5511813504785445212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve-you-zhen.html' title='Christmas Eve; You Zhen'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5218467843332086983</id><published>2008-12-02T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:37:09.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Files- Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Record&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In army, i definitely grew stronger. But here is a little comparison on how well i did in the past and in the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC2 ( Naffa)&lt;br /&gt;Pull Up: 16&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run: 11 minutes 10 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Sit up:42 ( i dun really care abt sit up, then and now.)&lt;br /&gt;SBJ : 235cm ( i cant jump far, i'm too short.)&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Run : 9.7sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army( Best records)&lt;br /&gt;Pull Up: 22&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run: 9minutes 50seconds&lt;br /&gt;Sit up:43( as i said, i dun really care abt sit up)&lt;br /&gt;SBJ: 230cm&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Run: 9.4 sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one can see, i did improve slightly during army. However, due to the 10kg increase in my mass, i cant really jump that far anymore( my height remains). Upper body mass increase while lower body mass remains more or less the same. I grow bigger in size but i think my brain mass dropped. Sometimes i dun even know what i am thinking about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5218467843332086983?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5218467843332086983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5218467843332086983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5218467843332086983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5218467843332086983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/12/army-files-part-5.html' title='Army Files- Part 5'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6058202475074956775</id><published>2008-11-24T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:57:02.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Files - Part 4- JMax</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sniff Sniff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before army, i always thought that most people can detect whatever i smell. Apparently, is not. I realised that i have very sensitive nose during army. It started out when i use my nose to differentiate clothes. Coz our admin tee are oftenly mixed up ( coz we anyhow put it in the bunk). Since most of our admin is not labeled, i will have to resort to smelling it. Different people got different body smell. By using this fact, i managed to seperate each individual clothes, Licky, Ah Kim, Joey, Ah Lin and mine. Then everyone was like, 'how do u do that?' It was then i realised that i can detect a higher level of smell than normal people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to 'train' my nose during the years in army. I am now able to segregate smell level, provided that i am near enough. During the departure of Medic outing, i was on the train with Ah Stab. i kept smelling the smell of Palmolive. So i ask Ah Stab:' Did u use palmolive to bath?' He was taken aback. Coz indeed, he used palmolive. Palmolive got a unique smell, and my nose picked up that easily( i use palmolive in camp). In addition, his jacket is coated with a strong smell of mothball. Evidence that i can smell well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JMax&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dude, one of my closer friends in army. Thanks for giving me advises that gone me through during army. Ps. I will remember whatever tips and advises u taught to me. Thanks for all the rides u gave during my 1year 10 months compulsory service. Saves me quite a sum of money. Hehe. U are a good runner, and keep it up. Hope u will participate in the 42.195km run next year. U are the elite bow-er in our monster hunter team, and the game is more interesting with ur sound effect each time ( it gralms...) U are also an excellent DJ max player, maxing every song in DJ max 2, including Nightmare. Stay cool and glamourous always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6058202475074956775?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6058202475074956775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6058202475074956775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6058202475074956775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6058202475074956775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/army-files-part-4.html' title='Army Files - Part 4- JMax'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-8519102823234189189</id><published>2008-11-17T18:25:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:37:35.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T11- Part 1 (Changi Files)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something I Yearn For In Every Book In : Book Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jmax and Johnny Boy, T11 had several outings. These outings kinda bond us together and reminded us that we do have a civilian life. I did not attend all though, coz i do have other commitments. We have been to Changi Airport, NUS, Town, beach, etc etc. Each event had been craved onto my stone brain, unerasable(I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChAnGi AiRpOrT: Agenda, To Send Medic Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFKEAdwQpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DfDnHDih25Y/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFKEAdwQpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DfDnHDih25Y/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269574471704920722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medic And Me, With India Cards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear medic had to fly off to taiwan for career purposes. Of course, T11 wont let him fly off alone. As medic's flight is in the morning, Jmax came out with a crazy (yet fun) idea, to stay overnight at the airport. Initially, i was taken aback by the idea. Wont one be tired and shagged? In addition, we had parade the day before and in the morning. Most of us will be dead b4 daybreak. However, his enthu and superb reasoning managed to convince me. Hence, the whole T11 accepted his idea and went to send medic off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked out at normal time (8pm) and it is freaking rush. Jmax, ah stab and me took a cab home and planned to meet at jurong east mrt station at 9.30pm. Well, i managed to meet the timing. Stab was 30 mins late and jmax juz left house when stab and i met. Afraid of missing the last train, we decided to go on first. In the end, no one was late. Everyone reached Changi airport mac (i.e. no one missed last train). We had a great time watching movie, bridging and playing around. However, even with all those army training, one by one dropped, sleeping on the benches of the Mac outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNaGJ0PYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ORBQA8vWupg/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNaGJ0PYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ORBQA8vWupg/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269578149723913602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, What iS Joey Doing To No. 7?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNZTZWAdI/AAAAAAAAABg/CR4CQfJo-sQ/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNZTZWAdI/AAAAAAAAABg/CR4CQfJo-sQ/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269578136098832850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having Supper At Mac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFPEO7aFDI/AAAAAAAAACI/r2DYrEPH3IU/s1600-h/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFPEO7aFDI/AAAAAAAAACI/r2DYrEPH3IU/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269579973145531442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching Movie Brought By Sir Chua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFPDuzYczI/AAAAAAAAACA/qXdPvpI9Ha8/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFPDuzYczI/AAAAAAAAACA/qXdPvpI9Ha8/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269579964521935666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridging Sessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNZmzd57I/AAAAAAAAABo/KrGpazQk5XQ/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNZmzd57I/AAAAAAAAABo/KrGpazQk5XQ/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269578141308676018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hong Kong Boy Sleeping...Snore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNZ50bv8I/AAAAAAAAABw/2NBgiSkG_Nw/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFNZ50bv8I/AAAAAAAAABw/2NBgiSkG_Nw/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269578146413002690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Shot at Mac Before Going to Next Destination&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3.30pm, someone suggested that since we are at the airport, we ought to explore around. We wondered around the airport for about 15 mins before we chanced upon swensen. A NSF is never full. Hence we decided to grab some ice cream before we head over to T3. We were quite surprised that swensen offered laska, rice,etc etc, something which we dun really see at other outlets. I had a tower sundae. It gave me a sugar rush, sufficient to last me for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFKElruwzI/AAAAAAAAABY/BCUNeDQR9Ng/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFKElruwzI/AAAAAAAAABY/BCUNeDQR9Ng/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269574481695654706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone is enjoying their late night supper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFRTgfj18I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W_y4X5G-V-g/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFRTgfj18I/AAAAAAAAACQ/W_y4X5G-V-g/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269582434581862338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alert: Rare Photo of Unglam Jmax&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos We Took While On Our Way To T3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSkeEFL7I/AAAAAAAAACY/PQPAu-OM7Zs/s1600-h/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSkeEFL7I/AAAAAAAAACY/PQPAu-OM7Zs/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269583825499140018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo Taken On Travelator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSlQVdJOI/AAAAAAAAACw/b-VQ_umDWYw/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSlQVdJOI/AAAAAAAAACw/b-VQ_umDWYw/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269583838993786082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colouring By No.7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSlCeleVI/AAAAAAAAACo/bF1xMrzu3oQ/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSlCeleVI/AAAAAAAAACo/bF1xMrzu3oQ/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269583835273984338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone Ordered No.7 Service?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSkq5ScCI/AAAAAAAAACg/k95_X79MJos/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFSkq5ScCI/AAAAAAAAACg/k95_X79MJos/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269583828943532066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jmax And His Projectile Line (look at the bitchy Face)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFTsjwUK5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/WFc1LP0i7ME/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFTsjwUK5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/WFc1LP0i7ME/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269585063977429906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing With Something New&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFTsxwCWkI/AAAAAAAAADA/5_twciH-y3s/s1600-h/P1030229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFTsxwCWkI/AAAAAAAAADA/5_twciH-y3s/s320/P1030229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269585067734358594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Gets Going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFUxy1uo0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/8qKmaRgtwWo/s1600-h/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFUxy1uo0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/8qKmaRgtwWo/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269586253437641538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone looking at the robot flower, Say Hi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFUxpUcyLI/AAAAAAAAADI/kFQAdvkYHuo/s1600-h/P1030241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFUxpUcyLI/AAAAAAAAADI/kFQAdvkYHuo/s320/P1030241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269586250882140338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Group Photo We Took Before Sending Medic Off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun playing and exploring round the airport. Taking this chance, i would like to say thank u to all of T11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: These photos are from Jmax and Johnny boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFWOB7KQiI/AAAAAAAAADY/99D1sBfnCgQ/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFWOB7KQiI/AAAAAAAAADY/99D1sBfnCgQ/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269587838034919970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-8519102823234189189?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/8519102823234189189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=8519102823234189189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8519102823234189189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/8519102823234189189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/t11-part-1-changi-files.html' title='T11- Part 1 (Changi Files)'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SSFKEAdwQpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DfDnHDih25Y/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-5389903523692266119</id><published>2008-11-16T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:57:03.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Deathstrike</title><content type='html'>Some random post here. Today, as i was walking, i remembered an incident. On the day i ord, i was on my way back to camp. I was waiting for a train at CCK mrt stop. Then i noticed a girl(erm, lady) walking towards my direction. She is deadly. Deadly curve, eyes, face, hair, etc etc. Normally, i wouldn't care or give extra notice. But that day, something happened. Upon exchanging eye contact with her, i became breathless. Felt like someone drained my soul. Next thing i know, i got an asthma attack. Worst thing is, i forgot my inhaler. Took me quite awhile to recover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is due to the fact i am getting my ic that day, resulting in nervous and excitment. Lesson learnt: Bring medication whenever u are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-5389903523692266119?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/5389903523692266119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=5389903523692266119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5389903523692266119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/5389903523692266119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/lady-deathstrike.html' title='Lady Deathstrike'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2941457624539268566</id><published>2008-11-13T15:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:57:01.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Files - Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvcRdJ_zvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aHzl5EA3UpI/s1600-h/PSP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvcRdJ_zvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aHzl5EA3UpI/s320/PSP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268046381582372594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psp, Something That Kept Me Alive In Camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dreadful 1 year 10 months of service, there is something that kept me alive. It is something i am looking for in the army everyday at night. Yes, it is my psp. I am one of the first few people who owns a psp (Playstation Portable) initially. But now, almost everyone owns 1. It never fails to entertain me for the past 1year 10 months and it is still, entertaining me whenever i am free. Of course, psp itself cant give me much joy, it is the game itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game for recommendation : Monster Hunter Series And DJ Max Series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game series monster hunter, i clocked a total of 750++ hours, no kidding. It is addictive and one will keep playing and playing it. One has to hunt monsters down in order to build better weapons and armours. It kinda unlocks the hunting instinct within oneself, as hunting is no longer part of daily human activities now. In the game, i am well verse in all weapon (maybe not the guns) but i am best at lance. It is a tanker, able to block most attacks without having to lose life like other weapons do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvpx0AOOGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Eww1YCqBhWI/s1600-h/MH.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvpx0AOOGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Eww1YCqBhWI/s320/MH.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268061231122364514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mh1, Main character of game, &lt;em&gt;RATHALOS&lt;/em&gt;, Hours clocked: 300++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvq2Sg_lpI/AAAAAAAAABA/NExPpySKLfo/s1600-h/MH2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvq2Sg_lpI/AAAAAAAAABA/NExPpySKLfo/s320/MH2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268062407543985810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MH2, Main Character , &lt;em&gt;TIGREX&lt;/em&gt;, Hours Clocked: 250++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvrhkhqb0I/AAAAAAAAABI/LbYeL0CMXOQ/s1600-h/p2ndg_psp01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvrhkhqb0I/AAAAAAAAABI/LbYeL0CMXOQ/s320/p2ndg_psp01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268063151113006914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MH2G, Main Character, &lt;em&gt;Naruga&lt;/em&gt;, Hours Clocked: 200++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2941457624539268566?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2941457624539268566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2941457624539268566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2941457624539268566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2941457624539268566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/army-files-part-3.html' title='Army Files - Part 3'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/SRvcRdJ_zvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aHzl5EA3UpI/s72-c/PSP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-1900443630275935640</id><published>2008-11-11T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:35:30.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Files- Part 2 - Ah Stab</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Year 10 Months, Longest Period Of My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My army term started in leopard company of tekong. I will, and always will, remember the time when i gave my pink ic away, see my family walking back to the ferry terminal and having to carry the infinite heavy black duffel bag up 5 storeys to my bunk. Luckily, my coy is a warrant officer coy. Hence the sergeants do not tekan us like other coys do. If i never remember wrongly, i only do an average of 20 push up a day. Only time i got punished is when i moved during standby area by the sergeant. Yet it is just a mere 20 push-up. Well, even though i got a silver in ippt at the time, i chose not to go to command school. I cant take life as a sergeant or officers, with so much stuff to do. It's a good and wise choice, and i don't regret it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Stab:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember i started chatting with u when we are at the night navigation activity at rambutan hill. We were one of the few earlier details that reach back to the training shed. I was chatting with the mono-intakes and i noticed u at the edge of my eyes. At that time, i was wondering why u were there sitting alone and hence i went over to chat with u. It was then i started to chat with u, whether it is in bunk or training shed.&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember the words u describe abt me, eg. 'Ur english pronounication is quite weak', 'The way u analyse and think about stuff is quite weird', 'U are a good man', etc etc. These words will be engraved in my wall of brain. Ur words make quite an impact on me. I would like to thank you for all the advises u gave me whenever i needed help or got into some sticky situation. U are a great person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-1900443630275935640?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/1900443630275935640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=1900443630275935640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1900443630275935640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/1900443630275935640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/army-files-part-2-ah-stab.html' title='Army Files- Part 2 - Ah Stab'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-6756239424643434680</id><published>2008-11-10T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:15:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army File- Part 1 - Johnny Boy.</title><content type='html'>After 1 year and 4months of non-posting activities, i decided to come back to my blog and break the silence. Yes, i admit, i do have a blog ftw. Just that i prefer to remain silence during the army days. Reason being? Lazy. I prefer to surf other people's blog than updating mine. Well, reading other people's life seems quite fun. To be able to 'see' other people life without having to risk myself to court activity for stalking or harrassing. In addition, I learnt more able relationships and life through others' blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101108, the day i regained my long lost Pink IC and not having to do anymore guard duties or weekends burnt. Freedom gained and no more stay-ins. Btw, I have served the imperial army for 1 year 10 months. During these 1 year 10 months, there are ups and downs, quarrels and plays. However, life WILL NOT BE INTERESTING without a few friends in P11. They are there whenever i need help, will chiong with me, slept with me (erm, in the same bunk, not same bed), etc etc. Highly cooperative and efficient group of people, unlike the other side. They are (not in any order of ranks) : Johnny boy, Ah Stab, Jmax, Medic, Licky, Ah Kim, Joey, No.7, Haan, Sir Chua, Hong Kong Boy. (Names had been altered for privacy purpose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnny Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: You are a great driver. Ur driving is good and i felt safe in ur vehicle. Life in outfield will be hungry without u. Whenever i think of outfield, images of u bringing superb food ,eg. nata de coco(it rocks), bread with hotdogs, tuna and biscuit, to serve the hungry souls at the trooper compartment will come to my mind. Though i always say driver are relax people, i do not mean it. U did ur best to keep the vehicle in upmost condition such that we do not need to break track outfield, unlike section 3. i greatly appreciate that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-6756239424643434680?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/6756239424643434680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=6756239424643434680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6756239424643434680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/6756239424643434680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2008/11/army-file-part-1-johnny-boy.html' title='Army File- Part 1 - Johnny Boy.'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-2002590488002934703</id><published>2007-08-24T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:08:14.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, With A New Life-- Intro</title><content type='html'>Ns, the latest thing i am serving currently. Been thru Tekong(Leopard coy,4410) and now, in armour infantry le. My camp is in Kranji camp, 41 SAR. The motto is Pressure forward, sound quite nice though. Btw, it is freaking close to my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i end up as a Man?&lt;br /&gt;One stupid decision i made in tekong, say no to command school. Never mind, if i am not a good commander, i shall be a good CPL, if possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honour and Courage, Hawk Coy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-2002590488002934703?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/2002590488002934703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=2002590488002934703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2002590488002934703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/2002590488002934703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-with-new-life-intro.html' title='Back, With A New Life-- Intro'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-115642057275769421</id><published>2006-08-24T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:05:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrochallenge 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2911/709/1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2911/709/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2911/709/1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2911/709/320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Much to say... Got 7th... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;The MCQ is tough... Mostly on Optics... After 18 years of being an Earthing, i still cannot remember the formulas for optics...&lt;br /&gt;The spacecraft is nice. We got 2nd for spacecraft making. Above are the pictures of the spacecraft. Cool right? We spent 20+ days making the spacecraft. But we screwed up the presentation. Nvm.. it is in the past. What is more important is to look into the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-115642057275769421?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/115642057275769421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=115642057275769421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/115642057275769421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/115642057275769421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2006/08/astrochallenge-2007.html' title='Astrochallenge 2007'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-115072044418072314</id><published>2006-06-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:34:04.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk? Not Really... Hangover? Most Likely...</title><content type='html'>Thought off this title for quite a fabric of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened at the &lt;strong&gt;05s01 BBQ&lt;/strong&gt;... It took place at sherman house (Damn... Condos might seems small but they are high, I cannot touch the ceiling) Okay, feeling was down at first due to the astronomy training in school in the morning. Sianzzz... When i reach there, nothing much to do. Watching Hui Shan, MS, Ying Siew and &lt;strong&gt;cute cute &lt;/strong&gt;Wee Kian bbq the chicken wings. (P.s. Not many people know that i can cook, i used to cook for myself when my parents are not at home, and is not instant noodles.) I ate the chickens and damn, it was delicious. The chicken wings are marinated well enough and it was not overcooked. Nice nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Ms oh came. Nothing much but juz take some photos here and there.( i avoid taking as i dun like high intensity flash) After a few minutes, i was full due to the non stop consuming of chicken wings and fried rice. Nothing to do but to wait for the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that, the girls came. Nothing much too. Juz heard that they went shopping at bugis. Wait again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone open the bottle of red wine. Knowing that i am a lousy drinker, i took a sip. The taste is nice. Again, i took another sip. Following that, a cup, then the second cup and the third cup. Feeling alright, i juz take a rest. Unexpectedly, Maosheng took out the white wine. Well, i never got drunk but drink white wine. Juz took a cup and drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling soon overwhelm me. I feel giddy and headache. Knowing this symptom, i stop completely, juz take a rest and wait for the effect to go thru. I suppose wen yang is the first to got drunk, next me, then jess, ying siew follow up closely behind. Jess face is red, something like tomato( looks cute though). The effect of alcohol is too strong for me to handle. I had to sit near a bin juz in case i vomit. It was warm, very warm. i cannot control myself from crying and friends around me asked me if i am alright. Well, i am standing and alive. Not bad. Cannot remember much. Just know that i went home with liwen and reach home by 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, no hangover. If not, i will not be able to attend the astro training... Astro training dominates most of my holiday and i have no time for studies... Haiz... Juz wish me luck for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASTROCHALLENGE 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-115072044418072314?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/115072044418072314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=115072044418072314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/115072044418072314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/115072044418072314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2006/06/drunk-not-really-hangover-most-likely.html' title='Drunk? Not Really... Hangover? Most Likely...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-114856684662713639</id><published>2006-05-25T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:20:46.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to computer</title><content type='html'>Phew, after weeks of spa, i manage to literally squeeze out some time for bloggin. It is relatively pathetic for no one will read my blog. Well, i have to write it as a form of recording. Nowadays is hell for me( depends how u define hell) I am failing my tests after tests. Not a good sign, for as examinations is round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad nowadays, mood heavily damped by my results. In addition, astronomy competition is round the corner. I had to keep up with my work and competition at the same time. It is relatively hard to keep a CCA going. Felt that i am sorry for hui shan, the vice chairperson. Me, as a chairperson, should be doing the stuff and work. But due to my busy schedule, i cannot find anytime for the activities. In addition, there is a PSC psychometric test this saturday. This may determine whether i will get a scholarship or not. Haiz... Life is not good afterall( not like the brand LG, where life's good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the outcome is, i can only say that i need help. Help from higher beings, buddha. I need time, and time for me to rest and do homework. Damn... Haiz... JJ concert coming. But i cannot go due to competition!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-114856684662713639?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/114856684662713639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=114856684662713639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/114856684662713639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/114856684662713639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-to-computer.html' title='Back to computer'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-114432409717213830</id><published>2006-04-06T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:48:17.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dna Personality Report....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=ZowvuuwUXtdoPmR-OO-DAADD-8a31"&gt; My Personal Dna Report &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-114432409717213830?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/114432409717213830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=114432409717213830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/114432409717213830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/114432409717213830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-dna-personality-report.html' title='My Dna Personality Report....'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-114092083028358293</id><published>2006-02-26T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:43:59.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Material Engineering, Trashing Above All</title><content type='html'>It was an intense two day competition. We met Junior Colleges like ACJC, AJC, RJC, TJC,etc. The first day was crap. The questions are tough and there are many problems which i dunno. I bet that the rest of my team member do not know too. Well, the lab session is easier. We cooperated with TJC and have the same result( Strain test). We have to place the sample into the strain test machine. Next, after we have the values, we plot the graph using excel. Not an easy task, for we have to plot different graph on the same axis. The next lab session is the corrsion test. We have to heat the metal to see the different bands of colours( due to the thickness of rust on the metal, which is between 40nm to 200nm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew the results of the first day on the second day. We got FOURTH from the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;First: RJC&lt;br /&gt;Sec: HCI&lt;br /&gt;Third:TJC&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8th Position: PJC&lt;br /&gt;9th Position : JJC&lt;br /&gt;10th Position: Innova&lt;br /&gt;Last: CJC&lt;br /&gt;We thought that it is hopeless as our knowledge is limited. Haiz... The next round is the 8x8 square. Teams with three in a row get 50 bonus points. We had a bad start as Thiam Hee picked the square at the corner. Bad choice. Luckily, no one tried to block our way and we got three in a row, having a score of 90. RJC got 100 points and CJC got 90 too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next round is individual work. I went up first. Everyone must answer 5 questions. Each correct answer get u 10 points. I got 1 correct answer, pathetic. Thiam Hee, 0 point. Yong Fatt, 10 points. Grace, 20 points. Wee Kiat, 50 points!!! Chee Yong, 30 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we got into the third round. Lucky we. The competition was mainly between HCI and RJC. However, at the last third question, consisting 80 points, we answered it, CORRECTLY. Our points zoom up to 110 points, winning HCI by 10. At the last moment, they answered one 20 point question correctly and beat us by 10 points.&lt;br /&gt;Results:&lt;br /&gt;RJC = 300++&lt;br /&gt;HCI = 120&lt;br /&gt;PJC = 110&lt;br /&gt;TJC = 30&lt;br /&gt;CJC = -40&lt;br /&gt;We got third! Haha. Everyone was very happy and people from other JC were amazed with the result, having PJC beating TJC. Damn lucky. I receive the vase from the sponsor and I am proud to be a PIONEER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-114092083028358293?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/114092083028358293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=114092083028358293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/114092083028358293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/114092083028358293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2006/02/material-engineering-trashing-above.html' title='Material Engineering, Trashing Above All'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-113972311256497189</id><published>2006-02-12T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:26:45.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition-- Singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2911/709/1600/24043248717435l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2911/709/320/24043248717435l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, I got the champion!!! Winning a akira home theater system set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this competition on 11/2/06. I have been practicing a song known as qian zi hei by tai zheng xiao and chi xing jue dui by lee sheng jie. When i got there, CRAP! I found out that the song i been practicing cannot be found! Argh, bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving with no choice, i scan my cousin karaoke song disc and look what song he have. He is my saviour. Without him, I might not even take part in the competition. i sang the song Dang Ni Gu Dan Ni Hui Xiang Qi Shui by Zhang Dong Liang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am singing, my heart was beating like mad. Coz i am not use to the song(for i never practise it b4) I just sing in best form. I think the can of beer i drank do help alot, it calms me down. When i finished singing, the crowd clapped loudly and cheered for me. i am amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was not on his best performance. Maybe he was too nervous and lost his voice. David is the best man. He can pull his voice to such a extent that everyone was amazed. I believe that that is not his best performance as he can sing much better. Hao Xiang and wenting sang too. Their voices are good but unfortunately, they did not win. David got into top 7 while i got the champion. Lucky me. I remembered when i first join a singing competition last year and got bottom. Haiz... This is the second time and i got first. I receive the trophy from Kim Hock uncle(who is the organiser). He was surprise on how i sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the competition, my cousins and i took a photo. We are quite 'high' and are playing above. At twelve, we packed up and went home for a nice long sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-113972311256497189?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/113972311256497189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=113972311256497189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/113972311256497189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/113972311256497189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2006/02/competition-singing.html' title='Competition-- Singing'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-113569046360121940</id><published>2005-12-27T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T21:34:23.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz... Holiday Over</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have been playing for the past 2 months. Just realised that i have not start on my homework. It may sound pathetic but i had tot of all the excuses le. Nothing much. Have been working and slacking, and the worst thing is that i have been eating so much that my six pecs are gone! Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year is coming, as for me, my new year wish is that the last few days of holiday will last longer. To my surprise, it did. My wish came true. Now the world is spinning slower, and is 1 second later than before. This means that this year, we enjoy 1 second longer. This is due to earthquakes and events like tsunami, causing the Earth to spin slower. Okay, my wish may have come true but i can't do much with the 1 second more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, how should i end? I shall end with a phrase, 若法因缘生, 法亣因缘灭, 是生灭因缘 .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-113569046360121940?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/113569046360121940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=113569046360121940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/113569046360121940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/113569046360121940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/12/haiz-holiday-over.html' title='Haiz... Holiday Over'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-113161413956134978</id><published>2005-11-10T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:15:39.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Exams, Holiday!</title><content type='html'>I'm Back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem that holiday has come, but with the fact that there are LOTS of homework to do, i decided to give up on doing them. Sianzzz... Still considering whether I should take 'S' paper. Haizzz... Others said that it is a fortune to receive invitation to take the 'S' paper, but I think otherwise. Hmm... Sad you might say. But taking 'S' paper will definitely increase my load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding exams, I am quite contented with my result. 3As and 1B. Others use the word genius to describe me, coz I did not even study for the exam. But it is sheer luck. For eg. Physics. i only memorise the definition for upthrust and the Newton laws, and these definition came out. Must be my past life have been doing too much good deeds bah. My biology is hopeless... Depending on my MCQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my result for year end... Hope i will get better grades next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics....          A&lt;br /&gt;Maths 9233....  A&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry....     A&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY!!!     B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-113161413956134978?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/113161413956134978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=113161413956134978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/113161413956134978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/113161413956134978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/11/after-exams-holiday.html' title='After The Exams, Holiday!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-112790101517971782</id><published>2005-09-28T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:50:15.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song is from &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/starlight"&gt;http://www.boomspeed.com/starlight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is the background.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-112790101517971782?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/112790101517971782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=112790101517971782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/112790101517971782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/112790101517971782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/09/song-is-from-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-112789911490618207</id><published>2005-09-28T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:18:34.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It had been a long time since i blogged....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is GP killer paper. Wah kao, the questions are damn tough, as tough as beef. It is basically about blogging, something which i am doing now. Sianzzz... Exams coming and i am still playing and laughing about. Why dun i feel exam stress? Weird guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that i am able to accept homosexual beings around me, not because i am a homosexual, but i found that they have the right to choose who they like, who they wanna spend their life with. During sec 2, i know of a person who is homo( i shall not reveal the name). Since then, i am expose to different people of the world. Guadually, I am able to accept them as friends, for they are still human.(as long as they dun fall for me) Now i know of more homosexual in JC. Haizzz... Life is liddat. Better dun destroy their yin yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did an essay on sexual equality. Something out the blue. I wrote quite a fabric, hope that i can pass in today GP exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-112789911490618207?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/112789911490618207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=112789911490618207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/112789911490618207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/112789911490618207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-had-been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-112316172700734676</id><published>2005-08-04T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:06:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again... After Serious Depression</title><content type='html'>Okay, I broke up. Haizzz... Nothing to talk about it. I am always a cheerful geek, but after the incident, i went 180 degree change. Never mind. I had overcome it and return to my full self again. Is it joy or heartache? I really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back my maths test paper. Full marks. What pathetic lucky person i am. Well, luck is never on my side since i was born(except the fact that i was born). I even got correct for writing stoopid answer to questions. What the crap!!! Of course, i was delighted, to the point whereby i tremble and almost collapsed. Since my groups are all girls, i cannot afford to faint in front of them. It will be a disgrance to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-112316172700734676?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/112316172700734676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=112316172700734676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/112316172700734676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/112316172700734676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-again-after-serious-depression.html' title='Back Again... After Serious Depression'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-111847943796322418</id><published>2005-06-11T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T16:43:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, True HOLIDAY!</title><content type='html'>Wow, after two weeks of lessons and competition, I can finally have one week of holiday.( coz next week still got lesson) Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, about the Astro Challenge. It is bloody damn difficult. There are questions like which is the furtherest star, Which date does asteriods visit Earth again, etc. Wa... I almost "pengz" upon looking at such questions. There is also a rule that wrong answer will be -5 marks while correct answer will be awarded 10 marks. With such rule, i dare not to do at all. The only thing i studied is the black hole and big bang. But out of 50 mcqs, only 3 questions is on black hole and big bang.( That is the only three i think i am correct). But it is cool. It ask abt the event horizon and singularity.(Easy to do, hehe) That is the first part of the competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we have to do structured questions. All are calculation questions, grp work though. Well, Hui Shan And I was doing the first and second question, which is on the gravity, escape speed, raiuds of planets and physics. Cool, i like physics. I am positive that i will score for the first question but fail for the next.( Coz too much calculation is involved) Hui Yan, Wan Xin and Ivan did the rest. They manage to plot the graphy and find the hubble constant.( No easy task) I think they manage to finish two questions. Question 3 is tough and i gave up on doing it. This is part 2 of the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:Model Building&lt;br /&gt;The best part. We spent three hours together to build the satellite. I can only say that it is fun. In the end, we come out with a colourful satellite instead, for kids. However, it look the best as compared to the rest of the competitor. Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4: Pyramid Game&lt;br /&gt;This is cool. I gave the clues while Ivan guess the answer. We created a joke and everyone in LT 28 laugh. Well, we are boys, what can we think of. Like what is the opposite of deflation. Ans: inflation. Those seniors think wai wai and laugh. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last part we entered: Treasure Hunt&lt;br /&gt;Tough One. Due to the poor guide we have, we came in next to last. We were like running throughout the whole of NUS science fact( OMG, it is big) and trying to find the questions. We managed to finish all but we took a long time to find them. Haizzz... It was dark at night and we were running like morons. But it is quite fun and we enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-111847943796322418?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/111847943796322418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=111847943796322418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/111847943796322418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/111847943796322418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally-true-holiday.html' title='Finally, True HOLIDAY!'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-111589128029847152</id><published>2005-05-12T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T17:48:00.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz... Back again.</title><content type='html'>Well, I actually manage to squeeze some songs in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Exams are coming nowadays. Wondering how well can i score. I don't aim for high marks, a "C" is good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-111589128029847152?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/111589128029847152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=111589128029847152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/111589128029847152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/111589128029847152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/05/haiz-back-again.html' title='Haiz... Back again.'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110594663248202636</id><published>2005-01-18T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T15:23:52.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School... JC now, No longer a small kid...</title><content type='html'>Sianzzz... Years past and i am now in jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the mass lecture week is damn sianzzz... Nothing to do... Just walk from one lecture room to another. Finally, it is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday, the first day of my studying time in Pjc. Nth new, very sianzzz.... Wah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110594663248202636?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110594663248202636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110594663248202636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110594663248202636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110594663248202636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-jc-now-no-longer-small-kid.html' title='School... JC now, No longer a small kid...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110526207476505069</id><published>2005-01-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T17:15:56.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation... Sux or Rox???</title><content type='html'>Well, it is the beginning of the orientation, with people whom i had never met b4... With both sucky events and event that rox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky Event:&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking the time when i went on stage to dance William Hung's "She Bangs." It is damn embarrassing and i hate it. People were looking at me with expression which i cannot describe. Well, all because of Zoey Tay... She raised the idea of "She Bangs". I am beginning to believe that women are the most vicious species on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to crawl under a table on the field. I sort of cut myself because there are some rocks under it. Suai men... And it sux... It is quite muddy ( coz juz rain) and it stinks... Well, this is orientation after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event that Rox:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much. The mass dance is fun, with the clapping, march, the steps, the turn around and many more. I dance with Ning Xing (A girl from Nan Hua whom i dunno her nationally). We dance quite well except for the couple part, whereby she has to hold my hand and turns in front of me. The box also, kept colliding with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheering time also rox. We had to scream till our voice were gone. Tough time man. One of the cheer goes like this.( with the stomping and clapping of the song, We Will Rock U)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United We Stand,&lt;br /&gt;Divided We Fall,&lt;br /&gt;Dupin Sprite Will Never Fall,&lt;br /&gt;Ping Pong Ball, Hanging On The Wall,&lt;br /&gt;One Big Big, One Small Small,&lt;br /&gt;I See Yours, Hanging On The Wall,&lt;br /&gt;We Will We Will Squish It,( Ouch) Squish It. ( Ouch)&lt;br /&gt;We Will We Will Squish It,( Ouch) Squish It. ( Ouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110526207476505069?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110526207476505069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110526207476505069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110526207476505069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110526207476505069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/01/orientation-sux-or-rox.html' title='Orientation... Sux or Rox???'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110474002911819447</id><published>2005-01-03T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:16:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of Sch...</title><content type='html'>Today principal is literately talking cock... Poor organisation of the activities going on... Still dare to call themselves teachers of Pioneer JC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the teachers introduced themselves, one by one. By i cannot remember any teachers' name. Well, i have a problem remembering names. But there are names that leave me with deep impressions. One of them is called Zoey Tay, from regent sec sch. The other is called Zhong Han. He is one year older than me with no friends. Thus i befriended him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose triple sciences courses. Coz i wanna be a biochemist in future. Sianz... First day of school so sian liao. Wonder how i survive next two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110474002911819447?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110474002911819447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110474002911819447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110474002911819447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110474002911819447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-day-of-sch.html' title='First Day Of Sch...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110458532983817977</id><published>2005-01-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:48:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2004, 2005</title><content type='html'>3,2,1, Happy New Year! Year 2004 had ended and here comes 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2004 is a memorable year with lots of events. From friends turning into foe, tsunami that claimed over 100000 lives to having a relationship with someone special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2004 is a year which i strive for the best and worked hard. This could be due to the O'levels exams which i took in year 2004 and a promise I made to someone I liked. Sad, happy, despaired, ecstatic and many more indescibable feeling and emotion i had experience in year 2004. Pieces by pieces, all these will fuse together and form part of my very own memory of my lifetime. All these made me grew up and gain some experiences, allowing me to survive in the harsh and brutal world in near future, with the help of friends and some luck though. I am less rude, less impolite and more gentlemanly.( Even though my family members called me GAY! Right Cp?) A used to be proud, arrogant and rude boy had turned into a cheerful and more polite guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things and events had happened in year 2004, both happy and  sad. Friends turning into foe over a small dispute. People do change over time, but turning from friend to foe in less than a minute is way too fast... Well, it takes two hands to clap, therefore I am partly reponsible for such things. Haizzz... I hope events similar to this will be put to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/07/2004 is a day which I will NEVER forget. It is a day which lead to many joyful events in my year 2004. I sent an e-mail which I never dare to send. I asked a girl abt something which i never dare to ask. I entrusted my trust to someone special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/12/2004 is a day when a natural diaster claimed many innocent lives. The tsunami claimed 120000 lives while i am celebrating my brother's birthday. Yet, not even a animal carcass is found. This shows how human is ignorant abt natural diaster. To think human claim themselves as the smartest species on Earth. Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2004 is over. What's done cannot be undone. There is no way I can go back to time. Therefore i can only hope that year 2005 is a better year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110458532983817977?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110458532983817977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110458532983817977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110458532983817977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110458532983817977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2005/01/2004-2005.html' title='2004, 2005'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110405573810324531</id><published>2004-12-25T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:08:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kungfu Hustle</title><content type='html'>I was in my gf's house when i received a phone call. It was David, my cousin. He asked me whether i have the guts to go out and watch a movie, Kungfu Hustle. Of course, without thinking, i accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 7.25pm when i reached North Point mall, at yishun. Me and my brother had not taken our dinner, thus, he bought us the Kungfu Hustle combo set, with popcorn large and a large drink. We went into the theater soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie rawks, of course. It is abt a guy who wants to be rich and famous. He is talented in Kungfu and learned b4 the buddha palm. Lastly, he defeated the killer no.1, the guy equipped with the toad skill.( something liddat la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i like the part whereby the guy got chase by the house owner. They ran very fast, faster than cars.(lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is abt it. Remember, great power comes with great reponsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110405573810324531?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110405573810324531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110405573810324531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110405573810324531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110405573810324531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2004/12/kungfu-hustle.html' title='Kungfu Hustle'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110381272961327558</id><published>2004-12-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:38:49.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okie, Everything now is fine le...</title><content type='html'>Yay! Okay, i am oversensitive. Everthing is fine now... So happy. Yesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a great day. I went to Jurong Point to have my lunch with Brandon, Shangru, Hong Gay, Xue Ting, Vanessa, Emily and Yvonne. We waited for a hell long time for hong gay ( as he will be late)to arrive at jurong point. Then the fun started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Seoul Garden to have lunch. We paid $110.35 for the whole buffet.(something liddat lah) At first, i dun do anything, afraid of the oil sputtering onto my hand. But all thanks to my stomach, i had to grab my chopstick and barbecue the food. Well, bad things do happen... I accidentally threw a piece of chicken onto the air, and it landed onto hg's shirt.( I am really sorry abt this... really sorry.) Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried everything. Putting tomyam flavoured chicken into soup.( it taste really great!) Soon after, sr put chilli into the soup, making it taste heavenly good. I put some eggs into the soup. Vanessa put onion. The soup turned out to be marvellous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we left the place at abt 2.30pm bah. Then went round shopping, playing games and went to the LIBRARY!!! Sianzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home next, abt 5pm. But that is not all. Hg gave me a pencil case for christmas.... 10q alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110381272961327558?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110381272961327558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110381272961327558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110381272961327558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110381272961327558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2004/12/okie-everything-now-is-fine-le.html' title='Okie, Everything now is fine le...'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9626016.post-110311921344568758</id><published>2004-09-14T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T22:00:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Brother and Sister....</title><content type='html'>My brother and sister went havoc today, destroying everthing in sight. My brother took off my bloister and pillow's cover and threw them away. I have no control over him. He is much stronger, taller and bigger than me. If i were to stop him, i will get killed... That is only in the morning, and his monster side of life had been unleashed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, he kept punching the wall, as if he wants it to collapse... But it is just his usual practise. He train himself everyday, to keep himself fit. Soon after, he wants me to fight with him. But of course, i turned down his "offer." coz i dun want to die so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, he fought with my sis... it was a draw. My sis uses her super " fingernail cutter." This is extremely effective to my brother. My brother got a deep fingernail cut on his chest, bleeding. Hey, he looks like Lee Xiao Long. I often wonder why i have such brother and sister while i am so much different from them. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9626016-110311921344568758?l=ckpooi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/feeds/110311921344568758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9626016&amp;postID=110311921344568758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110311921344568758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9626016/posts/default/110311921344568758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ckpooi.blogspot.com/2004/09/mad-brother-and-sister.html' title='Mad Brother and Sister....'/><author><name>CkPooi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZ0PNKrcF4Q/S22U7Yk8h8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/-9tR4kqlQyM/S220/Me~.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
