<?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-8649326</id><updated>2011-10-12T10:23:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放手, 是为了能抓住更好的未来.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-2462630196524047325?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2462630196524047325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=2462630196524047325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/2462630196524047325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/2462630196524047325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2010/07/ite-staff.html' title='an ITE staff'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-141736118413870975</id><published>2010-01-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:45:19.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To have a place to call our own....</title><content type='html'>To have a place to call our own....   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-141736118413870975?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/141736118413870975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=141736118413870975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this quote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-1413922674973976954?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/1413922674973976954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=1413922674973976954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/1413922674973976954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/1413922674973976954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2009/08/quote-by-mj.html' title='A quote by MJ'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-9027590868761217088</id><published>2009-05-13T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:29:01.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home...</title><content type='html'>"Home is where the heart belongs..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore it is only logical that one would long to go home, to rest, etc etc... I defy this logic... As of yesterday, I longer look forward to getting "home" anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-9027590868761217088?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/9027590868761217088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=9027590868761217088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/9027590868761217088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/9027590868761217088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2009/05/home.html' title='Home...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-7173795228967407943</id><published>2008-06-27T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:26:43.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Years</title><content type='html'>Friday today... Received the news that we won the contract which last for 2 years... ended weeks of speculation and months of sleepless nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one ring...  one vow... when two people come together to form a single unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i still remember this place two years down the road...  how and what will things be like in 2 years? i will be turning 29 and what do I have? How will I look at things? I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see U in two years time Lawrence... til then mug hard... Jiayou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-7173795228967407943?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7173795228967407943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=7173795228967407943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/7173795228967407943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/7173795228967407943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-years.html' title='2 Years'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-8888730935051267072</id><published>2007-05-14T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T18:20:23.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>快乐至上</title><content type='html'>Life's short. We spent many years of our lives studying. Once we graduated from school, we had to start looking for a job and if possible settle down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times we focus a lot of our energies on anger, sadness loneliness, etc and before we know it, these negative emotions that we carry with us have leap frog us many years in to the future before we even blinked our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being unhappy, we should really spend our time while alive happy. Before we know it, we are already "3 foot underground", so what other better time to be happy? Happy not at the cost of others (that's sadistic) but happy with what we have, what we are doing etc, basically happy with the fact that we are not living in a war-torn country, we have a shelter over our heads, and 3 meals a day? Simple happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are unhappy with your job, change it. Unhappy with the way things are going in life change it. what other better time then to really live life the way you really want it? Nobody can guarantee that you will be happy with your next job, but at least you can tell yourself that you are leaving a unhappy job behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not a destination, but its rather like life itself, a journey, a pursuit... A pursuit cos humans don't just feel satisfied with themselves with what they have already achieved but rather, what they more they can do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-8888730935051267072?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8888730935051267072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=8888730935051267072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/8888730935051267072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/8888730935051267072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='快乐至上'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-116128743435023200</id><published>2006-10-20T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T03:52:04.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放手</title><content type='html'>&amp;#25918;&amp;#25163;. &amp;#27599;&amp;#20010;&amp;#20154;&amp;#21482;&amp;#26377;&amp;#19968;&amp;#21452;&amp;#25163;. &amp;#32780;&amp;#24403;&amp;#21452;&amp;#25163;&amp;#37117;&amp;#24050;&amp;#25569;&amp;#20303;&amp;#20102;&amp;#19996;&amp;#35199;&amp;#26102;, &amp;#23601;&amp;#19981;&amp;#33021;&amp;#22312;&amp;#25343;&amp;#20303;&amp;#20219;&amp;#20309;&amp;#20854;&amp;#23427;&amp;#30340;&amp;#19996;&amp;#35199;&amp;#20102;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phase which I repeatedly tell others but did not do for myself. Well, at least I didn't realized it myself that I too was holding on to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a long time since I last let go of anything. Hatred. As much as I do not wish to admit, I realized that upon letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like being relieved of something which is such burden to you, yet still holding on so dear to it, for such a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this instant, my heart seem so much relaxed now. I guess something just aren't meant to be. I just got to find the things that will make me a happier person, all over again. Like letting go, like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from the beginning. A fresh beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-116128743435023200?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/116128743435023200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=116128743435023200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/116128743435023200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/116128743435023200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='放手'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115402247438843510</id><published>2006-07-28T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:47:54.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't play with grandmas.....</title><content type='html'>Have a good laugh before getting into serious work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers should never ask Southern States' grandmas questions if they aren't prepared for their forthright answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grand motherly, elderly woman to the stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approached her and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you know me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded, "Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a young boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount&lt;br /&gt;anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer was stunned! Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you know the defence attorney?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She again replied, "Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defence attorney almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge asked both counsellors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said, "If either of you idiots ask her if she knows me, I'll send you to the electric chair."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115402247438843510?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115402247438843510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115402247438843510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115402247438843510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115402247438843510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-play-with-grandmas.html' title='Don&apos;t play with grandmas.....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115367565531227510</id><published>2006-07-24T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T01:27:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pic explains itself....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/DSC00292.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115367565531227510?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115367565531227510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115367565531227510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115367565531227510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115367565531227510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/07/pic-explains-itself.html' title='the pic explains itself....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115262864208614950</id><published>2006-07-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:37:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expensive Monkeys</title><content type='html'>A tourist walked into a pet shop and was looking at the animals on display. While he was there, another customer walked in and said to the shopkeeper, "I'll have a C monkey please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopkeeper nodded, went over to a cage at the side of the shop, and took out a monkey. He fit a collar and leash and handed it to the customer, saying "That'll be $5000." The customer paid and walked out with his monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled, the tourist went over to the shopkeeper and said, "That was a very expensive monkey! Most of them are only a few hundred dollars. Why did it cost so much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopkeeper answered, "Ah, that monkey can program in C - very fast tight code, no bugs, well worth the money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tourist looked at the monkey in another cage. "That one's even more expensive - $10,000! What does it do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that one's a C++ monkey; it can manage object-oriented programming, Visual C++, even some Java. All the really useful stuff," said the shopkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tourist looked around for a little longer and saw a third monkey in a cage of its own. The price tag read $50,000. He gasped to the shopkeeper,&lt;br /&gt;"That one costs more than all the others put together! What on earth does it do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratching his head, the shopkeeper replied, "Well, I haven't actually seen it do anything, but the other two monkeys call him BOSS."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115262864208614950?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115262864208614950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115262864208614950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115262864208614950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115262864208614950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/07/expensive-monkeys.html' title='Expensive Monkeys'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115108461146626052</id><published>2006-06-24T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:43:31.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numeric story</title><content type='html'>You might like it. This is hilarious.....even an Englishman could not construct sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence using 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.&lt;br /&gt;Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1. This is what he came up with.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep. But the couple saw me, so I panic and 4 down. The man rushed out and wanted to 5 with me. I ran until I fell 6 and threw up. So I go into 7-eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at him. Then I took a 9 and try to stab at him. 10 God he run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-eleven. Next day I called my boss and told him I was 6. He said 5, tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work. He also asked me to go climb a 3 and jump down. I don't understand. I am so nice 2 him but I don't know what he 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115108461146626052?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115108461146626052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115108461146626052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115108461146626052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115108461146626052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/06/numeric-story.html' title='Numeric story'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115099063143564765</id><published>2006-06-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:37:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>사랑해요 只对你说</title><content type='html'>歌曲：只对你说&lt;br /&gt;歌手：林俊杰   专辑：曹操   词曲:林俊杰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;站在寂寞的舞台上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;灯光下拖着自己的影子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;音乐重复我们共同的忧伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是每一次的演唱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就可以淡忘明天没有你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart we'll never be apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;残留手上的香味提醒我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在数位相机里留下的承诺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一封简讯传出的思念都对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;사랑해요 means i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;代表着我离不开你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每分每秒每一个声音&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有你撒娇会让我微笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;사랑해요 只对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will love you and forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我答应 baby you will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一个我都属于你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby i will love you because&lt;br /&gt;我都属于你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115099063143564765?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115099063143564765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115099063143564765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115099063143564765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115099063143564765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='사랑해요 只对你说'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115064992287547268</id><published>2006-06-19T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:58:42.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update...</title><content type='html'>Latest update with regards with my job status....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more part time liao, just signed a full time contract wif Singapore Island Country CLub (SICC) as the Sport Officer in the fitness department (Gym).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Years contract bla bla bla... Finally have full time job already. Such a long wait since rejected from ITE. Actually the rejection wasn't too bad....  Think about it, starting your career as a teacher kinda bad cos its actually like a retiree's job... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day if don wanna continue wif it, go outside find job they consider u as ZERO experience...  I guess that rejection was a blessing in disguise...  Just wanna put in hard work and efforts in this job and achieve something this time. Hope I succeed~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be damn busy from now on, but I will be ready...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115064992287547268?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115064992287547268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115064992287547268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115064992287547268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115064992287547268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/06/update.html' title='update...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-115039217526275852</id><published>2006-06-16T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:33:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why wedding ring is on the forth finger</title><content type='html'>Please follow the below steps;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Firstly, show your palm, centre finger bend and put together back to back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rest 4 fingers tips to tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Games begin, follow the below arrangement, 5 finger but only 1 pair can split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/clip_image001.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Try to open your thumb, the thumb represent parents, it can be open cause all human does go thru illness and death.  Which is our parents will leave us one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Close up your thumb, then open your second finger, the finger represent sliblings, they will have their own family one day which is why they too will leave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Now close up your second finger, open up your litter finger, this represent your children.  Sooner or later they too will leave us for they have got they own lives to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Nevertheless, close up your litter finger, try to open your forth finger which we put our wedding ring, you will be surprise to find that it cannot be open without opening the other fingers. This is because it represent husband and wife, and this whole life the both you will be attach to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real love will stick together ever and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumb represent parents&lt;br /&gt;Second finger represent brothers &amp; sisters&lt;br /&gt;Centre finger represent own self&lt;br /&gt;Fourth finger represent your partner&lt;br /&gt;Last finger represent your children&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-115039217526275852?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115039217526275852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=115039217526275852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115039217526275852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/115039217526275852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-wedding-ring-is-on-forth-finger.html' title='Why wedding ring is on the forth finger'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114623803589184262</id><published>2006-04-28T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T23:38:24.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China F1 Girls....</title><content type='html'>This is one email i received which i can't make myself stop laughing at... Hope U will enjoy this as much as i did.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/image001.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/image002.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/image003.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/image004.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/image005.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/image006.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Might as well shoot me with a gun..."&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/8649326-114623803589184262?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114623803589184262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114623803589184262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114623803589184262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114623803589184262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/04/china-f1-girls.html' title='China F1 Girls....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114491909363162943</id><published>2006-04-13T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T17:04:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"BEST"!!!</title><content type='html'>CONTENTS OF AN EMAIL I RECEIVED FROM A FRIEND.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man sees another man leaning against the wall of a large building. The second man is puffing away, one cigarette after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non-smoker says, "Sir, I couldn't help noticing how you chain-smoke. How many packs do you smoke a day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: "Four."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-smoker: "How long have you been smoking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: "Thirty years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-smoker: "That's over forty thousand packs. Why, if you didn't smoke, you could have saved enough money to buy this building."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoker takes a deep puff and says, "Do you smoke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-smoker: "Never."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: "Do you own this building?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-smoker: "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I owe my mother...things your mother may have taught you......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. My mother taught me RELIGION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. My mother taught me LOGIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I said so, that's why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. My mother taught me IRONY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep crying and I'll give you something to cry about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. My mother taught me about WEATHER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop acting like your father!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. My mother taught me about ENVY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just wait until we get home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are going to get it when you get home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. My mother taught me ESP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. My mother taught me HUMOUR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. My mother taught me GENETICS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're just like your father."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a tent?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. My mother taught me WISDOM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. And my favourite: My mother taught me about JUSTICE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-114491909363162943?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114491909363162943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114491909363162943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114491909363162943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114491909363162943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/04/best.html' title='&quot;BEST&quot;!!!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114440285032495689</id><published>2006-04-07T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:40:50.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strucked fear</title><content type='html'>Found a quote I liked very much from Ah Sai's blog "If you allow fear to control your choices, you'll simply end up stuck in the same old place. Take a chance when it comes to your love life or your career. It's time to take the next step, even - especially if it scares you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Club Oasis for good.  :)     &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!&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/8649326-114440285032495689?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114440285032495689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114440285032495689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114440285032495689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114440285032495689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/04/strucked-fear.html' title='Strucked fear'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114383432972969213</id><published>2006-04-01T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:41:16.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprained neck~~~</title><content type='html'>Had a sprained neck since last weekend... Please recover soon, I need to turn my head! Not my waist! Bad pillow that's the reason for it, don't think too far. I haven't been exercising since God knows when. Just damn lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday mood. Even when I'm working, also in holiday mood, and guess what. Late 2 hours for work the other day (overslept), almost got screwed by Steve in the face. Called him and arrange to take over his shift instead since he's already there. So must tell myself to really not be late ANYMORE. One more time like that sure kanna fuck, sack and kicked in the ass one (I will kick myself). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for ITE to reply. Waiting. Waiting. So much uncertainties, but I'm still waiting. Waiting for the time to tell Karu (Club Oasis manager) in his Indian fucked face "&lt;em&gt;You are SACKED! LIM PEI MAI ZHUO LIAO! Hahaha~~&lt;/em&gt;" Hope this day can come soon. Then I can stop having to feel about this uncertainty ever so often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got quite alot of good movies coming up recently. I really wanna watch movie. Who wanna watch with me? Sianz~~~ Heard Gina went to HK alone. WTF happened? I wanna go travel also! I wanna go for a retreat. I'm tired. I wanna enjoy myself abit. But sian leh, enjoy with who? Watch movie with who? Travel with who? Do all these alone ah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I sounded like I'm not in the best of mood, then you are damn right. Just played game online with strangers. Got scolded by one person because the team is not losing. He/She said I contributed to it because I die and let opponents "level-up" and become stronger. WTF sia... I did die, but look at how many times I killed them too leh. There are others who are worst than me in that game and I also diam diam. Don't understand. If he cannot handle losing then don't play la. Playing game is like gambling, how can it be that you ALWAYS win one? If you don lose who can win? If others also like you don wanna lose, then how can you win? Fuck right you? Fucking loser asshole outtapoint bitch. If I really that bad then why I play with other teams I can win?   *^&amp;^%$#^%*&amp;*&amp;^%.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually no point getting worked up for this cos for all I know, that person could be just a 13 year old bastard. Kids these days, haizzz.... (shake-head) PC game la, HP video la, this one la, that one la... KNN... Fucking devils in the making manz... Fuck! _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow have to go and see Karu's short, cheap, ANG-MO wannabe, stupid, fucked-up CB face againz. Haiz, Dean (AM of Club Oasis) left liao, everyone in the club getting more and more sian of work. Some are even tell me their "exit" plan out of the club already. Feel like telling them "&lt;em&gt;I know, I know. I fully understand how you feel. I also wanna go. But I wan $$ so bo pian have to stay. If I really so good you will be telling your "plans" to someone else already, cos I wouldn't be around for you to nag at. You get what I mean?!&lt;/em&gt;" Hahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life for now. Hope that everything will be well ASAP. I REALLY don't like this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;instability&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz,&lt;br /&gt;Happy April's Fool Day~ guys   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-114383432972969213?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114383432972969213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114383432972969213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114383432972969213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114383432972969213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/04/sprained-neck.html' title='Sprained neck~~~'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114148395358908477</id><published>2006-03-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:52:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrot, Egg &amp; Coffee</title><content type='html'>A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners.&lt;br /&gt;She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observe the hard boiled egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The&lt;br /&gt;daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water,its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however.After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot&lt;br /&gt;water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a offee bean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to&lt;br /&gt;make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to build a child than repair an adult.&lt;br /&gt;This is so true - may we all be COFFEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-114148395358908477?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114148395358908477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114148395358908477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114148395358908477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114148395358908477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/03/carrot-egg-coffee.html' title='Carrot, Egg &amp; Coffee'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114106309749703129</id><published>2006-02-28T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T01:58:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long one</title><content type='html'>Left my house for work yesterday afternoon. Was closing the iron gate which separates my house from the main corridor when I was suddenly greeted by a little voice behind me, "What are you doing?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two sisters in the living room looked just as surprised as me when they saw that unfamiliar little face where the voice originated from. A stranger boy which I have never met before, dressed quite prettily, which implies that he certainly do not stay in the same block as I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered this little boss who demanded me of my actions with as much "as-a-matter of-factly" as I could, "Going out~?". That rose another enquiry from this little busybody, "Where? For what?", which I answered with a smile, "To work, why?". That then lit a cheeky grin on Bossy Little, whose mother's head popped out from my neighbor's door and shouted in my direction, "Nigel?! What are you doing?" That was the calling for Boss Nigel to return to his mother's side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to who is this Nigel. My neighbor's relative who came to visit them. Extrovert boy went out of the house to seek refruge from boring conversation the adults are having...   Haha~ cute, brave boy. Parents gotta be more careful with him. The next time he pop those bossy questions, it might be some crooks he's asking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to shop today spend Lotsa money. PSP &amp; contact lens. Borrowed Da Vinci Code from the library to read. Finally have the time to read a novel... Much awaited &lt;em&gt;freedom&lt;/em&gt;, can finally do the things I wanna do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are enjoying the same kinda freedom as I do, don't just sit at home and slack ya? Freedom means time to do things you wanna do, otherwise you are not free yet, not free from your own laziness ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those doing your IPP now, enjoy the suffering process ya? &lt;strong&gt;Cos I've BEEN THERE DONE THAT!!&lt;/strong&gt;  hahahaha!!! Ciao for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-114106309749703129?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114106309749703129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114106309749703129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114106309749703129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114106309749703129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-one.html' title='Long one'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-114017593752361257</id><published>2006-02-17T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T01:08:35.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions...</title><content type='html'>Ever tried concentrating on something which require mental dexterity, but some how or another, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just keep coming back to take your concentration away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams started this week with the first paper (HRM) today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found preparations really tough with all that distractions from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Good Old Days"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Can't really call them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after all since they didn't really end with a very GOOD ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why I actually would think back, or even smile over it. Perhaps time can heal some things but will leave some memories for you to think back once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first paper was pretty much okie... hope that everything will go well for the rest of the 2 papers. Time to get NYP over and done with, then can get started with my next phase in life.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A relationship is like a rose, How long it lasts, no one knows; Love can erase an awful past, Love can be yours, you'll see at last; To feel that love, it makes you sigh, To have it leave, you'd rather die; You hope you've found that special rose, 'Cause you love and care for the one you chose."&lt;br /&gt;-Rob Cella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-114017593752361257?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/114017593752361257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=114017593752361257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114017593752361257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/114017593752361257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/02/distractions.html' title='Distractions...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113917751731063157</id><published>2006-02-06T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:11:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>destress...</title><content type='html'>Russell Peters in NY...download &lt;a href="http://www06.megaupload.com/files/2980f3a4c4c8bd5a4595b62041625d63/Intense%20Comedy%20Night.wmv"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113917751731063157?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113917751731063157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113917751731063157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113917751731063157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113917751731063157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/02/destress.html' title='destress...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113856187803196599</id><published>2006-01-30T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T03:11:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar New Year '06</title><content type='html'>Mmmm...  Chinese New Year, entre. project's deadline brought forward... This time really ho sey liao... HAPPY new YEAR!!  HAHAHAHA.... sian leh... This module really bo liao leh... And my group project is a suicide mission man... hahaha....  This time really damn fark liao...  DO I REALLY HAVE TO LEAD EVERY MODULE's PROJECT EVERY YEAR??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year really feel like fighting guerilla war... i thought you guys can lead the group for once, and let me sit back and relax... hai...     So sad~~ SO SHaG~~  Going bonkers liao...  hahahaha...  Nvm la ah...  Next project I LEAD OKIE?!  :) Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence. This explains why we have so many stupid leaders."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sloan Wilson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113856187803196599?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113856187803196599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113856187803196599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113856187803196599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113856187803196599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/01/lunar-new-year-06.html' title='Lunar New Year &apos;06'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113712807392961451</id><published>2006-01-13T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:54:33.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know y u r working so hard?</title><content type='html'>On the very  first day of the world, God created the cow.&lt;br /&gt;He said to the  cow:&lt;br /&gt;"Ah Gu (cow), today  I have created you! Your job is to go to the field with the farmer all day  long.&lt;br /&gt;You will provide  the energy to pull things! You will also provide milk for people to drink!&lt;br /&gt;You are to work all  day under the sun! In return, you will only eat grass.&lt;br /&gt;For that, you will  have a life span of 50 years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Gu  objected.&lt;br /&gt;"What.. I work all  day in the sun and I get only to eat grass! &lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I  have to give my milk away!&lt;br /&gt;This is tough and  you want me to live 50 years! I'll take 20 and you can have the remaining 30 years back!"&lt;br /&gt;God agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day,  God created the dog.&lt;br /&gt;He said to the  dog:&lt;br /&gt;"Ah Kow (dog), I  have created you for a purpose. You are to sit all day by the door of your master's house!&lt;br /&gt;Should anyone come  in, you are to bark at them! In return, you will eat your master's leftovers. I'll give you a  life span of 20 years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Kow  objected.&lt;br /&gt;" What! I have to  sit by the door all day and will need to bark at people, and what do I  get...LEFTOVERS... This isn't right, I'll take 10 and you can have the remaining 10 years back!"&lt;br /&gt;God agreed  again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, God created the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;He said to the  monkey.&lt;br /&gt;"Lao Kao (monkey),  your job is to entertain people. You will make them laugh, act stupid and make faces!&lt;br /&gt;You will also do  somersaults and swing on trees to amaze them. &lt;br /&gt;In return, you will get to eat bananas and peanuts.NT&gt; For that, I'll give you 20&lt;br /&gt;years to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally  the monkey objected.&lt;br /&gt;"This is ridiculous, I gotta make faces and make  people laugh &lt;br /&gt;let not even come to the part about the trees and somersaults.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what, I'll give 10 years of my life to thank you for my existence and I'll take 10. What do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;God agreed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the  forth day, God created humans.&lt;br /&gt;God said to the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are my best  piece of work, for that, you will only need to sleep, eat, sleep, play, eat,  sleep again and do nothing else.You will get to eat all the best things and  play with the best toys. All you  need to do is enjoy all your life. For this kinda of life, I'll give you 20  years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like  the rest, the man objected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, all I need to do is relax and enjoy  myself and I have only 20 years to live? Tell you what, you've 30 years  back from Ah Gu, 10 years from Ah Kow and another 10 from Lao Kao and you  probably don't know what to do with all those lifes.&lt;br /&gt;Why not I take them all  and I'll have 70 years to live?"&lt;br /&gt;God being  such good natured, agreed with a smile.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS  WHY.....&lt;br /&gt;We eat, sleep, play and enjoy for the first 20 years of our lives when we are growing up.&lt;br /&gt;Work like a cow for the next 30 to raise our family.&lt;br /&gt;Sit outside the door and bark at people for the next 10 when we are retired.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, we make faces and perform monkey tricks to entertain our grandchildren for the final 10 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113712807392961451?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113712807392961451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113712807392961451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113712807392961451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113712807392961451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2006/01/know-y-u-r-working-so-hard.html' title='Know y u r working so hard?'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113562720970344299</id><published>2005-12-27T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T04:00:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel...</title><content type='html'>Feelin fucked up?  Breathe to ur max. and hold it there.... think of all ur troubles and breathe them all out....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell urself, "I'm just a tiny speck of dust in this world, and nuttin, even the troubles I have is bigger than the world itself..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Transience never break, but the worldly matters always end."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113562720970344299?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113562720970344299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113562720970344299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113562720970344299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113562720970344299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/12/feel.html' title='feel...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113490584794001599</id><published>2005-12-18T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T19:37:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS</title><content type='html'>Ministry Of Sound (MOS) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ROCKS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Went down there after work on Saturday since Sunday is my off since a very very long time.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you guys to go if u r one of the many "chiongster" in Singapore. This got everything, trance, R&amp;B, retro, house and many different dance floors for all the different musics... the DJ's great and the atmosphere's perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out guys....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113490584794001599?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113490584794001599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113490584794001599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113490584794001599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113490584794001599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/12/mos.html' title='MOS'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113388438419724533</id><published>2005-12-06T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:53:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>Many a times people ask, "What's life?" or "Life sucks!" and the list of complaints carries on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say...&lt;br /&gt;Life is a valley, because it will echo whatever you shout into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a mirror image of your own doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bus journey, whereby at certain places different people board your bus or so called enter your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a game, where you choose which and where you places your pawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, my Life's a bus journey, and I'm the bus driver. At many different stops many different people will board the bus I'm driving cause we are traveling in the same direction. And once they reach the place where they wants to drop off, they will alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the valley, the traffic will response to the way I drive, sometimes they will honk me if I'm driving too recklessly. Throughout this journey, there are times when I lose my way and idea of where I want to head to, but there will always be passengers to guide me along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of traffic jams (things, events, people like NS, study, etc), I follow the motion and hope to get out as quickly as possible. Once through, I can once again resume my normal speed of travel and move steadily towards my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is through this journey where I learn how to live my life properly towards where I want to go. As long as I'm still alive, this journey never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about u? What's life to U?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here is the test to find whether your mission on Earth is finished: if you're still alive, it isn't."&lt;br /&gt;-Richard Bach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113388438419724533?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113388438419724533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113388438419724533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113388438419724533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113388438419724533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/12/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113353904462074402</id><published>2005-12-02T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:03:44.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spending againz...</title><content type='html'>Spent money again... this time round on something quite useful, can add colours to my life and ya... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;expensive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/sonyericsson-k750-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new semester and new modules to deal wif... one of them is Customer Relation Management (CRM),... check out how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the class is.... kekeke~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final semster already... to everyone plus myself, &lt;em&gt;KANBATEI &lt;/em&gt;nei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113353904462074402?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113353904462074402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113353904462074402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113353904462074402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113353904462074402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/12/spending-againz.html' title='spending againz...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113213376855229577</id><published>2005-11-16T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T17:36:08.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>Received this email about life from a friend of mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever, at any one time, had the feeling that life is bad, real bad, and you wish you were in another situation?&lt;br /&gt;You find life make things difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks, everything seems to go wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the following story... it may change your views about life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me despite taking 2 jobs, he brings back barely above 1K per month, he is happy as he is.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how he can be as happy as he is considering he has to skimp his life with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, brother, 2 sisters and the many bills of a household. He explained that it was through one incident that he saw in India.........that happened a few years ago when he was really feeling low and touring India after a major setback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that right in front of his very eyes he saw an Indian mother chop off her child's right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old child haunted him until today.&lt;br /&gt;You may ask why did the mother do so; had the child been naughty, had the child's hand been infected?? No, it was done for two simple words&lt;br /&gt;-- TO BEG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped so that the child could go out to the streets to beg.&lt;br /&gt;Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating half-way. And almost instantly, a flock of 5 or 6 children swamped towards this small piece of bread which was covered with sand, robbing bits from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The natural reaction of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but willingly sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves of bread (this is less than $0.25 per loaf) and spent another $100 to get daily necessities.&lt;br /&gt;Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributed the bread and necessities to the children (mostly handicapped) and a few adults, he received cheers and bows from these unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in his life he wondered how people can give up their dignity for a loaf of bread which cost less than $0.25.&lt;br /&gt;He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to be able to have a complete body, have a job, have a family, have the chance to complain what food is nice and what isn't nice, have the chance to be clothed, have the many things that these people in front of him are deprived of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I begin to think and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe the next time you think you are, think about the child who lost one hand to beg on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the realization of how much you already have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contented with my life now because I have been to one of the worst places on Earth and back. To be able to choose what I want and to live my life the way I want it, i cannot be more fortunate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113213376855229577?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113213376855229577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113213376855229577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113213376855229577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113213376855229577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/11/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113197609577623625</id><published>2005-11-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:13:09.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"u love $ alot?"</title><content type='html'>Twinkle Star asked "u love $ alot? ........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually loving $ is not me... but working and getting paid is me...  Everyday, i have something to attend to, its like i'm always busy... Actually I like to be busy, to be busy doing something meaningful in my life, like upgrade myself, or to do something that i know is at least worth my while. Its through being busy that i can really find my true self, to feel my worth and become happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is really useful, but there are things which even money cannot buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a purpose in life is to live life with purpose... Living my life fully with a purpose is the thing that makes me happy, and the thing that can make me feel really good about myself to be the happy person even if i have to be alone with no special somebody by my side, this is my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRIDE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;(right hand grasping my left chest on top of my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a aga-aga breakdown of what i do every week.&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday: study, after lessons go gym to work out to maintain my body since i'm a fitness instructor. (image....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: work at Club Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: study, after school work at RP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: study then work at Club Oasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday: Work at Club Oasis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113197609577623625?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113197609577623625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113197609577623625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113197609577623625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113197609577623625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/11/u-love-alot.html' title='&quot;u love $ alot?&quot;'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113172783860672389</id><published>2005-11-12T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:50:38.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitch....</title><content type='html'>watched "Hitch" the movie... ya... finally... after such a long time... haha~~ anywayz, there's this part about Will Smith telling this client of his about this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see, when she goes out with you on the first date, she has actually already said YES, when she could have said NO,........ So your job here is not actually to impress her, but to make sure u DON'T mess things up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this only reminds me of how i messed up my first date with somebody sometime back... aRgH~~~ i TOTALLY MESSED EVERYTHING up.... if only i had a "Mr. Hitch" back then huh? hahaha... anywayz i'm doing fine with you now... (u know who u r... :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing fine? "But what if fine isn't good enough? Can there be Extraordinary?" (from the movie again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113172783860672389?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113172783860672389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113172783860672389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113172783860672389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113172783860672389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/11/hitch.html' title='hitch....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-113080159810507970</id><published>2005-11-01T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T07:33:18.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school...</title><content type='html'>Back to school after such a long long time... get to meet up with all the crazy folks againz and nonsense talking like us is also back... from terrorists to Virgin Islands to turkeys and chickens, tsk tsk tsk...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day as usual is especially slack... too much time to kill before the next time we scan our card, so had to go for a game of pool to kill our time. Finished our lesson at 4pm in the afternoon, and that's the latest my timetable goes for this semester, not like last semesters 10am to 10pm... like commandos training manz.. kekeke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-113080159810507970?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/113080159810507970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=113080159810507970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113080159810507970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/113080159810507970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/11/school.html' title='school...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112983136804982100</id><published>2005-10-21T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T02:29:33.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cbox...</title><content type='html'>NEW skin!!! Please tag me to gimme ur comments okie? i put in quite some nonsense for this one cos i actually made a mistake during one of the editing sessions and had to download the default skin all over again to redo all the editing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, on top of the new skin, i have also taken away both shotbox and chatterbox boards and i'm now using the cbox instead b'cos shoutbox is rather tough to post a comment while chatterbox can't be seen using the school's pcs... hopefully the school's firewall won't block cbox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About one more week before i get my ass back to school... really dying to see u guys back in school for the final semester... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly.... REMEMBER TO tag me and gimme ur comments on the new layoutz!! haha..  ciao for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112983136804982100?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112983136804982100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112983136804982100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112983136804982100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112983136804982100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/10/cbox.html' title='cbox...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112948609140043998</id><published>2005-10-17T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T02:08:11.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTH TEST</title><content type='html'>Once you have discovered your Birth Number, send this email to your&lt;br /&gt;friends, so they can enjoy the fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth date describes who you are, what you are good at and what&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;inborn abilities are.&lt;br /&gt;It also points to what you have to learn and the challenges you may&lt;br /&gt;face.&lt;br /&gt;To figure out your Birth Number, add all the numbers in the birth date&lt;br /&gt;together, like in the example below, until there is only one digit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: March 20, 1950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(March) 03 + 20 + 1950 = 1973&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 + 9 + 7 + 3 = 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 + 0 = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going until you end up with a single digit number.&lt;br /&gt; 2 is the Birth Number to read for the birth date in the example.&lt;br /&gt; A Birth Number does not prevent you from doing what you want to do or&lt;br /&gt; being anything you want to be, it will just color your choice a bit&lt;br /&gt; differently and give you a little insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; #1 THE ORIGINATOR&lt;br /&gt; #2 THE PEACEMAKER&lt;br /&gt; #3 THE LIFE OF THE PARTY&lt;br /&gt; #4 THE CONSERVATIVE&lt;br /&gt; #5 THE NONCONFORMIST&lt;br /&gt; #6 THE ROMANTIC&lt;br /&gt; #7 THE INTELLECTUAL&lt;br /&gt; #8 THE BIG SHOT&lt;br /&gt; #9 THE PERFORMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 6 - THE ROMANTIC&lt;br /&gt;6's are idealistic and need to feel useful to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;A strong family connection is important to them. Their actions influence their&lt;br /&gt;decisions.&lt;br /&gt;They have a strong urge to take care of others and to help. &lt;br /&gt;They are very loyal and make great teachers. They like art or music. &lt;br /&gt;They make loyal friends who take the friendship seriously. &lt;br /&gt;6's should learn to differentiate between what they can change and what they cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous 6's Albert Einstein, Jane Seymour, John Denver, Merlyn Steep, Christopher Columbus, Goldie Hawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112948609140043998?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112948609140043998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112948609140043998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112948609140043998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112948609140043998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/10/birth-test.html' title='BIRTH TEST'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112880138544552165</id><published>2005-10-09T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T04:14:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year...</title><content type='html'>One year has passed since I my first entry in blogspot. Come to think about it, it all started with this blog thing available at Multiply.com, which a friend of mine introduced to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That entry in Multiply.com was about the link between love and scent which the writer, I, was inspired bythe song done by Jay Chou named "Qi Li Xiang", a sweet love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, there has been so many things that have happened in this period of one year and so many entries about me or the things around me that I have put in this blog space of mine. Some of them good while the others are bad, or not so good (whatever). However, I have never regretted about the posting of any of the entries that I have had in here cause I believe that may it be good or bad, I must have learned something from it, which in turn made me the blogger I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad for the support that I have had from my readers or fellow bloggers. Throughout this year, I have also seen quite a numbers of my fellow bloggers quitting from this "trade" due to various reasons that they have. I would really hope that they would have their blog up and running again as Internet has really become a lesser place without you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many memories of people, place, events, etc that have taken place throughout this period of a year. It's really amazing how much things and people can change as I recall those entries I made. May it be good or may it be bad, these memories will stay with me as long as I still have this blog space here, because even if I were grow old, senile, or become retarded and forget, I can always come back in here to read and refresh all that I have filled-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to update entries about my thoughts, my feelings my life and the things around me as best as I could without giving away my privacy. At the end of it all I might be able to look back at this blog and refresh my memories of all the things that have happened. Most probably I will have a smile on my face and savour the taste of every memory brought about from every single entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never know what tomorrow will bring us, but what we have for now are the memories and lessons from yesterday. So for now I shall end this entry here, at the same time wishing all my readers and fellow bloggers many² good “one-year”s ahead!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112880138544552165?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112880138544552165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112880138544552165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112880138544552165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112880138544552165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-year.html' title='One Year...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112862317786642899</id><published>2005-10-07T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T02:26:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping!</title><content type='html'>My off day for the week today... Decided to go for a shopping + look around + "pai pai" trip. Went first to Tiong Bahru to develop my photos that i have accumulated since my trip to Aussie... that will be since April... a total of 180 photos... guess how much...  54 freaking dollars man!! To be collected the next day... Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to ask if the shops are selling the drama soundtrack of the show "Pride"... most, or i should say ALL don have. So go bugis to "pai pai" and walk around... went to the shop selling army stuff and bought the ski mask for $10...  hehehe... walk walk around before going Queensway with the intention to buy watch, shades, jersey and tinted lens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First hit the watch shop and saw this Casio watch that i really like...  ask the fella to show me... decided to buy it after making the old shopkeeper damn kan chiong by telling him the steel face of the watch has been scratched... After 5 mins of intense cleaning with the woven cloth and detailed inspection with his "can see diamonds lens", he finally conclude that its just dirt that can be cleaned off...  Still not happy with the price he give me, i bargained telling him things like "this watch no illumination, made in china" etc etc... finally hit the golden $40 which i wanted... hehehe... happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded the level down and got in to the specs shop... Looked around and saw a pair of shades that i think not bad one, like the salesgirl not bad also... hahaha... Settled down and let her do her selling....  showed me many² kind of shades after telling me that the one i initially wanted isn't good... Recommend me Oakley and Nike ones...  damn smart right?? After about an hour of put on and take off, she finally convinced me to buy the Oakley... $240... not bad lar...  considered expensive?? i donno man.. to me... Oakley $240 okie right?? the Nike one that i was comparing with will be $260...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all spent $290 exclusive of the food and transport...  this month can be considered as &lt;em&gt;"leong"&lt;/em&gt; liao... So jerey and tinted lens will have to wait...&lt;br /&gt;Next month okie??  :) hehehe...  I LOVE U MY DEAREST SGD!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112862317786642899?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112862317786642899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112862317786642899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112862317786642899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112862317786642899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/10/shopping.html' title='shopping!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112843187635519041</id><published>2005-10-04T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:17:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tri³</title><content type='html'>No more Triathlon for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edmund Tang got this injection for his knee ligament which his doctor advised him to rest. So without doubt i should be free from having to participate from the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a spendid news for me cause i really don't wanna drink anymore seawater... hahaha... However, i might still have to grace the event since there are other members in the club like Thomas who can't wait to show people how good his old and gay body at 40 years of age is capable of doing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting up with one of my friend's gf to pick up the things that my friend gave her. She asking me to return them to him since they have decided to part their ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes makes me wonders, y is it that when 2 people are in a relationship bothers to give gifts and presents and leave stuff with each other so that they can return them after they break-up...  What's up with that i don't want anything that reminds me of u attitude supposed to mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(As i was typing out the above paragraph, i suddenly seem to recall that i also did something of that nature. So i guess i understand why people have that kinda feeling already...  hehehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the staff room just now for a "snake" session watching "Pride" the jap show about the ice hockey stuff. Wellos, the show's supposed to be romantic and stuff... so said one of the massuer auntie Mdm Chua,...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Chua: "Lauw-rence always like to watch this kind of shew, he surly the roumantic type of boy one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied after a thought and said "No lar...I'm watching cos the girl is so cute what.." &lt;em&gt;(the TV just gave me idea of what to say when the lead actress comes to screen)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Chua: "Scee.. steill say never... trying to denile..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...... &lt;em&gt;(silence is golden....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic? Me? Maybe?  But so?  tsk tsk tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112843187635519041?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112843187635519041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112843187635519041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112843187635519041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112843187635519041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/10/tri.html' title='Tri³'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112784431792855149</id><published>2005-09-28T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T02:05:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tri³?</title><content type='html'>Will have to take part in the NB TRIathlon on the 22 Oct 2005. Wanna guess what i will be doing this time round in the team event with Edmund Tang and his friend? No prizes for the correct answer though. hehehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112784431792855149?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112784431792855149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112784431792855149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112784431792855149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112784431792855149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/09/tri.html' title='tri³?'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112756750015811336</id><published>2005-09-24T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:11:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pic!</title><content type='html'>Went to the Triathlon singapore website and found this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/LT.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! that's me running up to the transition area during the Aquathlon Challenge.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112756750015811336?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112756750015811336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112756750015811336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112756750015811336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112756750015811336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/09/pic.html' title='pic!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112671997715523936</id><published>2005-09-15T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T01:46:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys and girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;UL&gt;Difference&lt;/UL&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls love to watch movies of romantic love story with perfect endings.(if not at least its a "powerful" end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys love to watch porn/RA movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;UL&gt;Similarities&lt;/UL&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both guys and girls aren't getting what they are watching.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JB yesterday with the Hyatt staff to play a soccer friendly with the local Hyatt team. Played only the last 10 mintues. But its okie... the SG team won 2-1, all goals scored in the first half...  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112671997715523936?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112671997715523936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112671997715523936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112671997715523936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112671997715523936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/09/boys-and-girls.html' title='boys and girls...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112638125388416350</id><published>2005-09-11T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T03:40:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lose lose lose...</title><content type='html'>GOD Damn Arsenal lost again... "GREAT!" looks like the season is over before 3, 2, 1? fuck lar... wts man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112638125388416350?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112638125388416350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112638125388416350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112638125388416350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112638125388416350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/09/lose-lose-lose.html' title='lose lose lose...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112626540568411025</id><published>2005-09-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:30:55.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name is....</title><content type='html'>SHAM SHAM SHAM...  that was my name for the past 2 weeks in Hyatt said by the hotel's security officer, "because of security reasons u need to wear a name tag... even if the name is not yours... so sorry ah..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was not until Wednesday that i finally receive my NAME's name tag... finally i can be LAWRENCE again... wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more malay gay boy (from what i understand from my colleagues, Sham's a gay boy work used to work in the club), no more SHAM, no more... now its time for Lawrence.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/tags.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112626540568411025?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112626540568411025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112626540568411025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112626540568411025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112626540568411025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-name-is.html' title='my name is....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112583088792408566</id><published>2005-09-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T01:23:30.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquathalon Challenge 2005</title><content type='html'>Took part in the Aquathalon Challenge 2005 on Saturday and participated in the team event with one of the club’s members(Edmund) who only want to run. So that will equate that I will swim lo right?? Hahaha…  Dean and Connie(his wife), Dexter (ex floor trainer) and Enda (current club member) also took part in the team events.(Either one will swim and the other will run only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas Thomas, Benjamin and his buddy took part in the indivdual events.(swim and run)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam the 800m, drank 7 mouthful of delicious sea water in the process. "YUM YUM"!! PUKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to join in the run after the swim but straight after I pull off that green latex Speedo swim cap, my head only feel so FUCKING pain… So didn’t go and run which is a good decision because it started pouring halfway through the run. Dean went to run even though we said we will not run when we meet up after our swim at the transition area. Most probably because of his wife (Connie) who is running for their team. (So sweet righte?) But don't expect me to run cos of Edmund! HAHAHA!! no fucking way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lotsa fun and laughter...  great experience really! might consider joining in the next one... Uploaded the pics in my webshots..  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112583088792408566?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112583088792408566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112583088792408566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112583088792408566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112583088792408566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/09/aquathalon-challenge-2005.html' title='Aquathalon Challenge 2005'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112528145342638331</id><published>2005-08-29T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:54:49.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love...</title><content type='html'>This is a confession letter of my love for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only having lived 24 years of my life, have I only truly understand this powerful source of happiness and bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the not so sensitive and overlooking person, I have always not paid enough attention to you and your love for me. It’s only until these days that I truly understand your importance to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I feel down, it is the very sight of you that can lighten my spirits. &lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you leave me, I would always tell myself that you would come back to me soon, taking you for granted. &lt;br /&gt;When I’m hungry, you are often the one who would churn up the best dishes for me knowing exactly what I want.&lt;br /&gt;In times of need, I would always seek you for your comfort, and you will always provide me with the best solutions that no one else can give me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I’m rushing to go to some place, you are the one who can teleport me from one place to the other in the shortest time possible.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I feel insecure, it’s the knowledge of your presence that gives me all the assurance safety I needed.&lt;br /&gt;Every time i feel bored, you will always paint for me a colourful spectrum of rainbow, fun and excitment.&lt;br /&gt;"Find me here, Speak to me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you, I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;You are the light.&lt;br /&gt;That is leading me to the place where i find peace again&lt;br /&gt;You are the strength that keeps me walking&lt;br /&gt;You are the hope that keeps me trusting&lt;br /&gt;You are the life to my soul&lt;br /&gt;You are my purpose&lt;br /&gt;You are everything&lt;br /&gt;And how can i stand here with you and not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this&lt;br /&gt;You calm the storms&lt;br /&gt;You give me rest&lt;br /&gt;You hold me in your hands&lt;br /&gt;You won't let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You steal my heart and you take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me in&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me deeper now&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're all i want&lt;br /&gt;You are all i need&lt;br /&gt;You are everything, everything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I truly can never leave you this life no matter how hard I may try; for you are my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one and only&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence it’s at this point that I must conclude, my dearest &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SGD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Singapore Dollars) I love you with all my heart, soul and mind and its only you that i truly want. So please don’t leave me or I will be just nothing in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please don't blame me if u happen to find this damn bo liao or whatsoever, i just merely wanna express my love for our country's currency; or rather $$$$  :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112528145342638331?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112528145342638331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112528145342638331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112528145342638331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112528145342638331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-love.html' title='my love...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112519276521573417</id><published>2005-08-28T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:54:44.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy bitch</title><content type='html'>Having to work 6 days in a week, I getting really melancholy these days… tired is how I describe myself. Shag is how I’m feeling and yesterday was just my off day...  but yet I feel so tired today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far East and Lucky Plaza are my favorite hang out these days ever since my IPP started. Maybe I’m feeling dreadful cos I just saw my pay slip for the end of this month based on $3/hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn…… :.( what kind of Bangala is getting that little money man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always bear in mind what Fio told me before during my TEP in the gym… “You are not paid for your work, but you are GRADED!” so let’s let this sentence be forever in my mind from now on for i'm really gonna need this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on to my misery, this morning, I saw a note that goes like this at the reception desk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dear all, I’ll be out all day for the SHA Athletics Meet. &lt;br /&gt;Pls have Lawrence handle all the issues and concerns. Thks Karu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll call in”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? I’m the $3/hour manager what. KNS. Cheapskate Indian boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/08280800.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the original note...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112519276521573417?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112519276521573417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112519276521573417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112519276521573417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112519276521573417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/melancholy-bitch.html' title='melancholy bitch'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112516421176900919</id><published>2005-08-28T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T01:36:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun part II</title><content type='html'>Look what i've found at the reception desk...  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/08261637.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/08251543.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...  went to Mdm Wong on Friday cos William's leaving for Brunei at the end of this month. took some pictures after feeling damn seiii....  HAHAHA³...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/08270229.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20pictures/meFion.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Fion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20pictures/Copy1ofmeFion.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Fion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112516421176900919?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112516421176900919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112516421176900919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112516421176900919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112516421176900919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/fun-part-ii.html' title='Fun part II'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112491030634029360</id><published>2005-08-25T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:41:28.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN?</title><content type='html'>IPP is FUN when:&lt;br /&gt;1. You see Gay Lee (Dick Lee) walking around the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/dick.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dick Lee greets and talks to you like you are his friend (celebrity with no airs about him!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/dick6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm....  anyone wanna check out what he have in that locker???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see nice mature ladies walking in and out of the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You really learn something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You can quarrel, argue, curse at each other and play with the young and nice looking Indian girl at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you can get to join the Aquathlon with the club’s funds. (HAHAHA!!!  SONG bo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When there’s a 19 year old Indonesian girl walking in and out of the club with her elder sister who is equally CHIO ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. See your cheapskate Indian manager gets the fucking by one of the oldest member in the club! (HAHAHA!!!  SUPER duper SONG AH!!! YYYYAAhOOO!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Carry out “WHPP” with nice people in the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you can meet up with your “sister” @ Orchard for lunch occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When you can get to use the gym and the club’s facilities (jet-spa, sauna) for free after during the “nobody will come” hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPP is NOT FUN when:&lt;br /&gt;1. Your manager is a cheapskate Indian boy in his 30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When a sissy gay fucker who you know from the club, smacks your ass while you are washing your hands in the locker room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When u get a lot of “arrows” flying your direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When u have a old Malay auntie with short curly hair in your club who looks like Garfield but nags and whines @ you over the MOST trivial of issues. (Issues that are not even created by you in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When auntie Garfield talks to you nicely only when she needs your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You have to type your weekly report EVERY fucking CCB day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You have to smoke through your report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You have to wake up at 3:45am in the wee hours of the day to start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When your bloody CB guest/members comes to you to complaint to you about things that’s not in your control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When your Number 1 Public Enemy manager try and make you look as BAD as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When you have a REALLY sway CB day at the club. (get washed by sanitizer falling from the cabinet cos someone didn’t place it nicely before you. The sanitizer seeps into the water cooler! So have to open up and wash= extra work! And everyone looks at it as your fault cause you are sway enough to go and open up the damn cupboard. WHATTHEFUCK!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112491030634029360?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112491030634029360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112491030634029360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112491030634029360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112491030634029360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/fun.html' title='FUN?'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112456829000008769</id><published>2005-08-21T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:10:58.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships?</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in the staff room after my shift on Saturday watching soccer live on the TV... 2 female masseurs in the room are with me enjoying their break and chit- chating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara is a 30+ pretty looking woman married with two kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another woman forget her name already, 40+, normal plump looking malay woman..... so let's name her Y; got daughter also but donno how many kids... not sure if she's divorced already or not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were yaking away, but only remember this part,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: U not going out today meh??  Today Saturday i tut u always got programme one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: No lar... today don have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: ur bf lei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[me: Watch tv and act donno nvr hear(.........)]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: go back Holland already...  he will only be back once every two months now la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: Oh like that ah? then today we go club lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: can meh? ur bf allow ah? (Y's bf is 24 this year. she told me over a conversation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: just now call him he say he tomorrow morning work, so tonight i go out lar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and Y continues yaking abt clubbing...    yada yada yada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: Some of those men look at us like what only... like think we call girls like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[me thinks: U wear like call girls so they take u as call girl lor.....]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: yalar... got one look at me like that before (do the look up and down glare) then i look back u &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (with the Thai accent)?? Got one come and talk to me say want to buy me drink, then i tell him "i got money to buy my own drink u &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(with the Thai accent)?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: yalar..  what sia these men? they think we all easy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Aiya men...  they only want one thing......  (Grin at Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara is married with 2 kids, that's what i know of her from another colleague of mine. But what she never tell me is that Sara also have a Dutch bf...  Married but still got bf... mmm... maybe i'm just too outdated, conservative and inflexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If marriage is just a way where u get that piece of paper so that ur kids can tell their friends "Of course my parents r married!" and if u still cannot decide that u really wanna settle down and stick to that one person for the rest of ur life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T GET MARRIED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean cases like these are becoming like the most common shit i hear ever since i entered Oasis... Damn.... recently,.. i found out that i had this "sister' of mine in Aust. studying right now, who's attached for the past ten years, had 8 affairs since, fucked this guy over there in Aust. but her bf only know abt 2 of the affairs including this one in Aust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess her bf's response when he know about the fucking session she had in Aussie land....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i think its my fault... i wasn't there for her"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i feel like tell him if i can put aside everything in this world for the sake of what i think is right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siao aye, wake up ur fucking idea la, ur gf is a whore lo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i have personally known girls who just simply donno what the hell they want in their lives...  basically girls who cannot think for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw up her fucking life, chooses the wrong guy for her bf time after time &amp; again, break off with the guy with the constant fear of knowing the bastard's "rearrange" her face one day, then patch back again after that to confirm the "facial treatment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek u for comfort when she's sick and tired of the relationship lives the two of them are living... find another guy to yada yada with. Then the bf detects something not correct will then try and treat her better bla bla bla... and when this happenns the girl just got what they wanted... the thrill of a second relationship and reward of getting treated better. After awhile she will throw the guy she had been using away and go back to the bf only waiting for the same cycle to repeat until the relationship reaches its expiry date. then she will source again for the next bf to do the same cycle all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean what i wanna sum up is the female type just simply don wanna get tied down and just wanna have all the best things in this world...  sounds like a sweeping statement huh? Now u know how i feel when i sitting infront of those two masseurs when they say: "Aiya men...  they only want one thing......  " now this is how is feels to be stereo-typed... u don like it? Then don do it to others! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, i mean which male species of animal or in this case human being don wanna have a boom boom? But hey! DON STEREOTYPE people just because u happened to bum into a couple of animals okie? Personally, i believe that making love (aka sex or fucking) is good but its gonna be only beautiful with the one u love isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wish to discuss the topic on LOVE today, otherwise my entry is gonna turn into a 10,000 words essay... but but i wanna stress on is before u fuck that person u so call LOVE... don u think u should also ensure that he love u the same way? If he doesn't and u go ahead and do it, aren't u easy? huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: "How's hell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: "Been there and back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: "Wooo...  really?!! So how r u now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: "What can i say? All i know is that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it doesn't kill you, its only gonna make you stronger.&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/8649326-112456829000008769?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112456829000008769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112456829000008769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112456829000008769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112456829000008769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/relationships.html' title='relationships?'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112446091500772014</id><published>2005-08-19T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:15:15.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MT...</title><content type='html'>Wednesday 17/08 i start my IPP. Tuesday 16/08 the Club Oasis folks held their weekly meeting. In the meeting, Dean, the Assistant Manager informed the people under his charge = everyone except the manager, "Lawrence is 'coming' back tomorrow, but this time round as the MANAGEMENT TRAINEE instead of the gym instructor, and bla bla bla...." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever since then... all the people have been calling me MANAGEMENT TRAINEE! MANAGEMENT TRAINEE! basket!~~~ aRgH.... as if i have no name.... Gimme a break can? after i graduate i go back and become ur AM u guys r gonna get it lo...  HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112446091500772014?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112446091500772014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112446091500772014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112446091500772014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112446091500772014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/mt.html' title='MT...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112438817458702192</id><published>2005-08-19T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:58:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of work.....</title><content type='html'>Sleeping late the night b4....  i woke up 30 mins before 9am, the time which i'm supposed to go and report for work...  rushed like fuck and get myself ready... borrowed ten bucks from dad and then get downstair to hail for cab...  raining... and NO FREAKING cab wanna take me!! fuck!! okie... end up taking bus... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then late for 15mins...  shit...  nvm...  whole day damn sleepy...  assigned to learn stuff at the reception...  lotsa shit to learn..  donno what to do......  damn sleepy....  then when all the learning finally over and done with at 1 plus go for lunch...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the staff canteen...  donno whether its me or the canteen...  simply remind me of the good old NS days... CCB.....  look ard got Mee Pok!! Qed up for it...  eating that time okie lar...  taste okie...  but the Mee got strucj together like glutious Mee Woah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go back after lunch and yada yada around for a while b4 joining the staff for their weekly games day. After that ciao at 330 to attend meeting in place of my manager who "&lt;em&gt;cannot make time for it"&lt;/em&gt;  in a London cab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time take london cab...  not bad...  one person only...  shiok...  lotsa leg space and all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/08181544.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My London Cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/08181530.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out That leg   S P A C E!!!   hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/08181533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "Conventry" cab??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/Copy2of08181530.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/Copy1of08181530.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the baby say "smile.... and the world will smile with you."....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/CO.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Club Oasis locker key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tt's all for now..  hope u guys doing ur IPP r having a good time too!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112438817458702192?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112438817458702192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112438817458702192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112438817458702192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112438817458702192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/2nd-day-of-work.html' title='2nd day of work.....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112413547538443851</id><published>2005-08-16T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T03:51:15.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagboard is back!!!</title><content type='html'>when i first started using chatterbox  (when i first started blogging here) i received complaints that the tagboard cannot be seen in school (due to the firewall problems) tt's y i switched to shoutbox which can be seen even in school but due to popular requests, the chatterbox is back!! its in the chat box column...  just click to tag ya?? haha...  hopefully no more problems hehehe.....  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112413547538443851?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112413547538443851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112413547538443851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112413547538443851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112413547538443851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/tagboard-is-back.html' title='Tagboard is back!!!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112393186501887895</id><published>2005-08-13T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:22:50.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet...</title><content type='html'>Straight after my last paper on Thursday, i went down to my class's chalet @ Downtown East (PR). Haven't been to a chalet for quite some time,... and thought that it can be a really good way for us to relax and cool down after the stress from the examz~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Went down to PR to meet Nick Tang and Gab. so that we can take cab into the not so conveinentchalet at Downtown East. reached there only have Nigel and Jeff there playing around with what the can do with the majong... hahaha... since i'm the only one among the 5 who donno how to play, i can only get to sit and watch the "pros" like Nigel lose first his reputation as a "pro" and later in the night his money....  HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before the rest like Gina, Jeannie, Nick Teo, Kenny who came down wif his parents who wanted to take a look at how big the chalet is and Farhan who came in the middle of the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was planned that lecturers the likes of C.Kunalan, Susan Paua and G.K Lee to come down and pay us a visit too, however, the only one who came only came on the first day which is Karmen Yuen and Christopher Gerrard. Had a couple of drinks with Yuen, before he left for home followed by Gerrard who had a really good drink and good talk with us before leaving... All of us went out to Pasir Ris to have supper where we saw Nick Teo at Costa Sands with his bag and all... had supper together before haeding back to our chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Mr. Farhan arrived and started downing Jim Beans with me and Nick over a game of poker outside the chalet. After we ended the game due to holy Nick who refused to gamble, and me who has downed too manyin a night since so many months ago, Farhan switch his target indoors where the majong kids are "swimming"... hahaha... Not havbing the heart to me myself becoming the next target, i shuttled myself quickly upstairs to retire for the night where i was followed by Tang and Kenny (who really cannot take it anymore). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...3:55am... Nick Tang, Kenny and i was lying on the bed.... trying to buy our way into LaLa-Land... In came Farhan with his "AYE!!! WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP!!! DON SLEEP!!! DON SLEEP!! WANT TO SLEEP GO HOME AND SLEEP!!" then switch on the lights and and off and on again, giggling all the way, before giving up after witnessing our shared dtermination to fall asleep. Thinking that peace has finally came our way after a hard struggle against the "dark one", we were smiling in the darkness of the room... only to endure our next session of suffering.... In came Farhan again his "wake up calls", and it wasn't long before i told Nick Tang.... "wah basket, he every 15 mins come in like that we tonight no need to sleep liao..." True enough.... Farhan came in every 15 mins... and before i knew it, the majong kids are done with their "swimming" and they too are ready to retire bed.... Farhan don seem to have any trouble with numbers as he continued his rampage on all of us for yet another 30 mins or so, before decided to join the ones he can't conquer.... Gab was the last one ready for bed and by then he's left with no where to sleep on the second floor... Poor boy had to go down stairs to sleep after stealing from the poolside the tanning bench... i couldn't recal what time it was, but all i remembered was seeing the sky outside the window turn blue before i closed my eyes for my peaceful slumber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Start the day at 1+ in the afternoon. Played "Dai Tee", and drank some coke before 4 of us decided to go for lunch at Costa Sands. Had lunch, walked around,... bought some ice before heading back to the chalet to prepare for the BBQ. Furhan, Al and Haida reached at about 6+ with the food and suggested getting a cigar. 8+ 9pm went out with them in search of it.... but to nope.... can't get it at Cheers, Shop and Save or anywhere ...  damn... have to head back to the chalet without it for the night...  Poor Al have nothing to smoke while he watches us suck on our cigarretes...  hehehe....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of the chalet is pretty messy... saw kids playing football, bf hit gf after getting drunk, small kids throwing up (plus one all over my bath towel), gf quarreling wif bf over some unreasonable stuff, lovey doveys, the majong "pro" winning money finally and last but not least myself winning 100+ dollars over the poker table and getting wasted with all the liquours in the house... threw up like a piece of shit at the chalet at about 3+am in the middle of the night, and at about 10+am in the morning when i reach home. hehehe...  will be looking forward to the next chalet guys... but for now lets just enjoy IPP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112393186501887895?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112368157264541250</id><published>2005-08-10T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:46:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Club Oasis</title><content type='html'>Confirmed liao.... i'm going to Grand Hyatt Hotel Singapore Club Oasis fitness club and spa for my IPP :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112368157264541250?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112368157264541250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112368157264541250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112368157264541250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112368157264541250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/club-oasis.html' title='Club Oasis'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112326720887851342</id><published>2005-08-06T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T02:40:08.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>struck_*</title><content type='html'>got this song struck in my head since i donno when....  donno y also....  nice song, nice lyrics too.... used for a nice movie.... it keeps playing back in my head when i was taking my first paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路向北(头文字d电影插曲)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌手:周杰伦 &lt;br /&gt;词:方文山   曲:周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后视镜里的世界&lt;br /&gt;越来越远的道别&lt;br /&gt;你转身向背&lt;br /&gt;侧脸还是很美&lt;br /&gt;我用眼光去追&lt;br /&gt;竟听见你的泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在车窗外面排徊&lt;br /&gt;是我错失的机会&lt;br /&gt;你站的方位&lt;br /&gt;跟我中间隔着泪&lt;br /&gt;街景一直在后退&lt;br /&gt;你的崩溃在窗外零碎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一路向北&lt;br /&gt;离开有你的季节&lt;br /&gt;你说你好累&lt;br /&gt;已无法再爱上谁&lt;br /&gt;风在山路吹&lt;br /&gt;过往的画面&lt;br /&gt;全都是我不对&lt;br /&gt;细数惭愧我伤你几回&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后视镜里的世界&lt;br /&gt;越来越远的道别&lt;br /&gt;你转身向背&lt;br /&gt;侧脸还是很美&lt;br /&gt;我用眼光去追&lt;br /&gt;竟听见你的泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在车窗外面排徊&lt;br /&gt;是我错失的机会&lt;br /&gt;你站的方位&lt;br /&gt;跟我中间隔着泪&lt;br /&gt;街景一直在后退&lt;br /&gt;你的崩溃在窗外零碎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一路向北&lt;br /&gt;离开有你的季节&lt;br /&gt;你说你好累&lt;br /&gt;已无法再爱上谁&lt;br /&gt;风在山路吹&lt;br /&gt;过往的画面&lt;br /&gt;全都是我不对&lt;br /&gt;细数惭愧我伤你几回&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一路向北&lt;br /&gt;离开有你的季节&lt;br /&gt;方向盘周围&lt;br /&gt;回转着我的后悔&lt;br /&gt;我加速超越&lt;br /&gt;却甩不掉紧紧跟随的伤悲&lt;br /&gt;细数惭愧我伤你几回&lt;br /&gt;停止狼狈就让错纯粹&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112326720887851342?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112326720887851342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112326720887851342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112326720887851342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112326720887851342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/struck.html' title='struck_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112306651210344502</id><published>2005-08-03T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:56:34.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu again...</title><content type='html'>Down with this bloody flu since monday night... damn it...  feels like shit now...  really fucked up now...  really need to study...  but the focus that is given is so bloody wide... donno how to focus liao... now in com lab... typing again... blogging... cannot make it liao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying very hard to study the whole day... but damn the flu man... aRgH!!!!  y must kanna flu?? y so sway one? walau....  :(    fuck man!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112306651210344502?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112306651210344502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112306651210344502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112306651210344502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112306651210344502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/flu-again.html' title='flu again...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112298555797812105</id><published>2005-08-02T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:25:57.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams r coming...</title><content type='html'>Having done the CLEO presentation for the LAST time last friday and won the whole damn thing (beat everyone including all the Universities in SG) was really a morale booster for this week which include my IPPT test (today) and my semestral exams which starts on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sliver for my IPPT test today...  boy... i'm getting weaker by the years man! last year IPPT still can manage 10:15 for my 2.4km run, but this year, i'm like really losing out! i can only do 10:45 this time....  damn.... can only blame myself for being lazy and not running as often as i should have... wasted the whole day on IPPT today,..... so gotta really catch up on my time preparing for my first paper this Friday man... gonna be BUSY BUSY BUSY........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112298555797812105?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112298555797812105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112298555797812105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112298555797812105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112298555797812105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/08/exams-r-coming.html' title='Exams r coming...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112247010895180549</id><published>2005-07-27T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T21:15:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my rabbit is dying</title><content type='html'>My poor rabbit of many years is dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and i raise it since a baby til now... old and skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i know? Cos it skipped out of the cage when i wanted to feed it, and collapsed on the floor outside.... then struggled to get up on its paws again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually it will skip one round about me and back into it cage just in time for the meal to be served in its cage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a fucked up semester....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear rabbit, i know i have neglected u, but please don die... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112247010895180549?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112247010895180549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112247010895180549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112247010895180549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112247010895180549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-rabbit-is-dying.html' title='my rabbit is dying'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112185723950130932</id><published>2005-07-20T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:00:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strip....</title><content type='html'>1) If you? throw your clothes all over the place, you are a friendly, life-of-the-party? type. You are free with your thoughts and opinions,not caring much about? what others think of you. Your parents might think your room looks like a? cyclone hit it? but it actually represents your happy, individualistic? nature! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you remove each piece of clothing and put it away? carefully, you are a serious person who likes her life to be very calm. You? are comfortable with routine, and you believe that the best way to deal with life's problems is to prevent them in the first place. You are a perfectionist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By nature you are quite shy. You are observant and you? know more about some people than they think, just because you've watched? them. You are dependable and sometimes intense. You think carefully before? making decisions. You go about your tasks methodically, with concentration. &lt;br /&gt;You know how to pay attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you take off the shirt, and ten? minutes later get around to the pants, you are an extremely self-confident? person. You are naturally bright and intellectual. You are also a deep? thinker who loves to ask questions and ponder the meaning of things. You hate? being rushed and you do not like to be hassled. Usually you like a lot of? free time for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you get out of your clothes as quickly as? possible, you are concerned about others and what they expect from you, but? you're worried about your own needs. You are family-oriented, and stay extremely busy. You often feel stressed, but most of those heavy expectations? come from your own head! Give yourself a break; you don't have to be? perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you take off your rings, earrings, necklace, watch,? etcetera before anything else, you are a warm and sensitive person. You are considerate and thoughtful, and you give good advice to your friends. You are? a natural born romantic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you don't have an undressing routine? and you never do it the same way twice, you are a very curious and? interesting person. You enjoy a broad range of activities. You take risks and? enjoy fun and adventure. You are very social.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112185723950130932?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112185723950130932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112185723950130932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112185723950130932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112185723950130932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/07/strip.html' title='strip....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112083290161127698</id><published>2005-07-08T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T23:37:40.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thumb....</title><content type='html'>i lost my thumbdrive on Tuesday. and together with it all the projects i have done. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING CB!!!! AH!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; forgetful and sway is how i describe myself... thanks to my stupid fucking and useless temper... if only i didn't lose my temper at my blur like CB, chao keng like fuck soccer playing but still intelligent and humourous project mate Mohd Farhan Bin Ahmad Nabrawi, maybe i would still be clear headed enough to take out my thumbdrive and not end up doing almost every God damn cb project all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112083290161127698?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112083290161127698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112083290161127698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112083290161127698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112083290161127698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-thumb.html' title='my thumb....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112058313914014039</id><published>2005-07-06T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T01:05:39.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a man?</title><content type='html'>Received this email about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How guys select the girl they want to marry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is dating three women and wants to decide which to marry. He decides to give them a test. He gives each woman a present of $5,000 and watches to see what they do with the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first does a total makeover. She goes to a fancy beauty salon, gets her hair done, purchases new make-up and buys several new outfits, and dresses up very nicely for the man. She tells him that she has done this to be more attractive for him because she loves him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man is impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second goes shopping to buy the man gifts. She gets him a New set of STRONG golf clubs, the new gizmos for his computer, and some expensive clothes. As she presents these gifts, she tells him that she has spent all the money on him because she loves him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the man  is impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third invests the money in the stock market. She earns several times the $5,000. She gives him back his $5000 and reinvests the remainder in a joint account. She tells him that she wants to save for their future because she loves him so much. Obviously, the man was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man thought for a long time about what each woman had done with  the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he married the one with the largest breasts.&lt;br /&gt;Men are Men!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i will marry the woman who can communicate with me, know and understand me and will treat me the best. Basically, the one whom i know i cannot live without. If the above is all so true, i guess i'm not so much of a man after all huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112058313914014039?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112058313914014039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112058313914014039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112058313914014039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112058313914014039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-not-man.html' title='I&apos;m not a man?'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-112048719810498236</id><published>2005-07-04T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:26:38.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Types of Women to Avoid</title><content type='html'>12 Types of Women to Avoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Miss Feminist&lt;br /&gt;This woman postulates that all the ills of society are orchestrated by&lt;br /&gt;men and the best thing a man can do to improve himself is cut off his&lt;br /&gt;testicles and grow a pair of ovaries. She believes that women are&lt;br /&gt;angelic creatures who would make the world a utopia if only the male&lt;br /&gt;"patriarchy" would allow them to. Any woman who promotes these&lt;br /&gt;absurdities lives in a fantasy world and will have no problem at all&lt;br /&gt;treating a man in a way that she would never herself abide by. You can&lt;br /&gt;easily identify her by her incessant mantra, "All men think with their&lt;br /&gt;penises." Avoid her at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Miss Take&lt;br /&gt;She's out for your money -- pure and simple. Miss Take is the ultimate&lt;br /&gt;in high maintenance. She expects a man to finance her entire life just&lt;br /&gt;because she is biologically female. To her, a man should pay for&lt;br /&gt;drinks, dinners, trips, flowers, and jewelry, while she feels&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no guilt or compulsion to reciprocate. She is nothing but a&lt;br /&gt;whitewashed prostitute. Miss Take thinks her vagina is plated with&lt;br /&gt;gold and is worth a million dollars. She is greed personified. Since&lt;br /&gt;she has no concept of someone else's feelings, her only interest is in&lt;br /&gt;getting what she wants. And don't be fooled -- some apparently very&lt;br /&gt;"nice" girls are the greediest of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Miss Romance&lt;br /&gt;This type of woman lives in a fantasy world of Lifetime Channel movies&lt;br /&gt;and romance novels. Every night she goes home alone to spend hours&lt;br /&gt;flipping through her bride magazines, imagining that, at any moment,&lt;br /&gt;Prince Charming will ride up on his white horse, sweep her off her&lt;br /&gt;feet, and offer her a problem-free existence for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;The Miss Romances of the world have been coddled by parents and&lt;br /&gt;family, told they are "princesses," and have absolutely no idea that&lt;br /&gt;real life consists of paying bills and cleaning toilets. Miss Romance&lt;br /&gt;will expect to be taken care of, will be a dud in bed, and will,&lt;br /&gt;almost overnight, turn into a shrieking nag. Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Miss Elusive&lt;br /&gt;This woman is closely allied to Miss Romance, but with a dark side.&lt;br /&gt;She is usually one of the "walking wounded" -- someone who has been&lt;br /&gt;hurt in past relationships and so subconsciously avoids or sabotages&lt;br /&gt;new relationships in the present. Your association with her will be&lt;br /&gt;one of utter frustration, as first she shows great interest in you,&lt;br /&gt;but very quickly runs away -- then repeats this cycle over and over&lt;br /&gt;again. Miss Elusive is the queen of mixed messages. She will flirt&lt;br /&gt;with you and date you, but you'll never get past "friend" status. What&lt;br /&gt;you will get is a million excuses for her unavailability, all&lt;br /&gt;calculated to deceive herself that she just doesn't have time for a&lt;br /&gt;relationship. Save yourself some heartache -- don't get involved with&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Miss Angry&lt;br /&gt;Like Miss Feminists, Miss Angrys really don't like men. They scorn the&lt;br /&gt;male gender and can rattle off all the wrongs and misdeeds of every&lt;br /&gt;man they've ever encountered. To Miss Angry, there's no such thing as&lt;br /&gt;a nice guy -- they're all "jerks," "creeps" and "pigs." Many of them&lt;br /&gt;have lots of simmering anger at men, which can explode at any moment&lt;br /&gt;like an erupting volcano. Unless you're into lots of drama and&lt;br /&gt;screaming, stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- Miss Insecure&lt;br /&gt;This woman seems great at the start because she's very nice,&lt;br /&gt;accommodating and treats men well. But her inner insecurities don't&lt;br /&gt;take long to surface. Pretty soon she's calling you 10 times a day,&lt;br /&gt;asking to see "where the relationship is going," or because she "just&lt;br /&gt;wants to hear your voice." She needs constant reassurance that she's&lt;br /&gt;attractive, and worries incessantly about her makeup, hair and the&lt;br /&gt;alignment of her clothes. She's clingy, needy and compulsively&lt;br /&gt;agonizes that you're going to leave her at any moment for "someone&lt;br /&gt;better." This kind of thing can get really creepy really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- Miss Bitch&lt;br /&gt;Miss Bitches are the sulkers, pouters and ball-busters of the female&lt;br /&gt;world. They are very unpleasant people who treat their fellow humans&lt;br /&gt;poorly, care only about themselves, and aren't concerned at all if&lt;br /&gt;they hurt you or anybody else. Most Miss Bitches qualify as Miss&lt;br /&gt;Takes, too. Miss Bitches are usually good-looking and well dressed,&lt;br /&gt;and you can easily identify them by the scowls on their faces as they&lt;br /&gt;imperiously strut through the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- Miss Me&lt;br /&gt;A close relative of Miss Bitch, Miss Me is entirely focused on&lt;br /&gt;herself. Miss Me needs to be the constant center of attention no&lt;br /&gt;matter what she does or where she goes. She is a selfish,&lt;br /&gt;self-indulgent, self-serving narcissist who was raised as "daddy's&lt;br /&gt;little girl," and expects the same from you. Unless you enjoy the&lt;br /&gt;company of spoiled brats, stay far, far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Miss Desperate&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's her baby clock ticking or she's the last of her&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends to trap a man, Miss Desperate wants to get married -- now.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't care who the guy is or what he does -- as long as he's got&lt;br /&gt;a penis she can drag him to the altar. Watch out for this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Miss Turncoat&lt;br /&gt;She's a conniving little piece of work who's an expert at conning men.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Turncoat will tell you exactly what you want to hear until you're&lt;br /&gt;hooked deep into the relationship (or married)… and then the truth&lt;br /&gt;comes out. Overnight, your sweet little girl turns into a demanding,&lt;br /&gt;greedy, mercenary harpy who will browbeat you into submission if she&lt;br /&gt;doesn't get her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- Miss Tease&lt;br /&gt;Usually, you can spot Miss Teases a mile away because she flirts with&lt;br /&gt;anything in pants and flaunt her sexuality at every opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she sponges off older men; sometimes she's a ball-buster who&lt;br /&gt;enjoys getting men sexually excited and then walking away; and&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she just basks in her sexual power by attracting men like&lt;br /&gt;bees to honey. No matter how she operates, you can't trust her because&lt;br /&gt;she craves male attention and if somebody better comes along, she'll&lt;br /&gt;dump you in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- Miss Controlling&lt;br /&gt;She is a subtly nasty one who will wind up directing every phase of&lt;br /&gt;your life. She will tell you what to wear, where to go, who to talk&lt;br /&gt;to, what friends you can have, what you can eat -- everything. And if&lt;br /&gt;you try to stand up for yourself, she will cut off sex, cry, scream,&lt;br /&gt;pout, or use any other deceptive female tactic until you give in and&lt;br /&gt;succumb to her demands.&lt;br /&gt;reply to this link to this pin message subscribe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-112048719810498236?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/112048719810498236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=112048719810498236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112048719810498236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/112048719810498236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/07/12-types-of-women-to-avoid.html' title='12 Types of Women to Avoid'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111929101503778640</id><published>2005-06-21T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T02:10:15.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice reason</title><content type='html'>Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you want me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you cry if I left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you live for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Would you do anything for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What would you choose: your life..or me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: My life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;The reason why I don't like you is because I love you. &lt;br /&gt;The reason I don't want you is because I need you. &lt;br /&gt;The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left. &lt;br /&gt;The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you. &lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you. &lt;br /&gt;The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111929101503778640?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111929101503778640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111929101503778640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111929101503778640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111929101503778640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-reason.html' title='Nice reason'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111920645102265864</id><published>2005-06-20T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T02:40:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boringly lonely...</title><content type='html'>wake up, eat, go to work, eat, take break during work, take meal during working hours, off work, go home, eat(maybe), play pc(maybe) shower(surly), sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This how i lived my life for majority of the past week and mostlt probably the coming week too! :) cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111920645102265864?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111920645102265864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111920645102265864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111920645102265864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111920645102265864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/06/boringly-lonely.html' title='boringly lonely...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111856853716671224</id><published>2005-06-12T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T17:28:57.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>让懂你的人爱你</title><content type='html'>苏永康  - 让懂你的人爱你&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;词：姚若龙　曲：陈国华 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你忘不了开始的甜蜜 &lt;br /&gt;却怕想起未来的情景 &lt;br /&gt;他是会认错的听你哭泣 &lt;br /&gt;直到下次又不小心忘记 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你解释着孤寂和无力 &lt;br /&gt;他却相信那只是情绪 &lt;br /&gt;当埋怨都变得没有意义 &lt;br /&gt;你想留住的是什么东西 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开爱过的人和回忆 &lt;br /&gt;怎能不挣扎不痛心 &lt;br /&gt;但是一个最难的决定 &lt;br /&gt;往往是最好的决定 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让懂你的人爱你 &lt;br /&gt;重选一份值得坚持的感情 &lt;br /&gt;爱只是一种一点点冲动就可以 &lt;br /&gt;了解却少些默契都不行 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让懂你的人爱你 &lt;br /&gt;别舍不得过去只为了可惜 &lt;br /&gt;相爱不只是走进对方的生活 &lt;br /&gt;更要能走进彼此的生命&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111856853716671224?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111856853716671224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111856853716671224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111856853716671224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111856853716671224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='让懂你的人爱你'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111796432110895809</id><published>2005-06-05T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T17:42:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you...</title><content type='html'>this forwarded sms reads: 我们之间的感情在字典里, 也许找不到答案, 然而它的温馨, 却温暖了你我的心. 有缘认识你在我的生命里, 不论是偶然或是早已注定, 我都永远好好珍惜.&lt;br /&gt;the song playing now is for this sms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another forwarded sms you sent me,.... 当你心情不好的时候想一想我, 当你伤心流泪的时候打个电话给我, 当你需要人帮助时记得来找我, 当全世界都放弃了你的时候更别忘了你还有一个我.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can say was y did you send me something that was in my heart but i couldn't figure out how to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nvr regretted on the things i have done for you... i would not say y, for you know it better than anyone else reading this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You think i will feel better leaving you alone? No, i wouldn't, i will feel worse,.. but i hope that IF i leave you, you will feel better...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly just wanna tell u that this entry is for you... and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS...&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/8649326-111796432110895809?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111796432110895809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111796432110895809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111796432110895809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111796432110895809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/06/you.html' title='you...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111695671833263213</id><published>2005-05-25T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T01:45:18.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Russell Peters</title><content type='html'>haha this is a british comedian: check &lt;a href="http://www.badmash.org/videos/videos.php?v=brown_guy.wmv&amp;t=Russell%20Peters%20is%20Funny"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out for the short version, and go to &lt;a href="http://www.sahaskatta.com/html/videos_1.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and select Russell Peters for the complete 45mins clip... enjoy people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111695671833263213?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111695671833263213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111695671833263213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111695671833263213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111695671833263213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/russell-peters.html' title='Russell Peters'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111688117785722477</id><published>2005-05-24T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T02:05:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plato...</title><content type='html'>This song is call Po La Du De Yong Heng or in English Plato's Eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/plat1.jpg" alt="Plato?"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plato is a famous Greek philosopher (427-347 BCE). i got to know some stuff about this philosopher from the show "Qing Ding Ai Qing Hai"... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? the song is actually named after this braclet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/PlatosEternity.jpg" alt="Plato's Eternity"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice braclet right? weird way of displaying it? well, after u watch Qing Ding Ai Qing Hai u will understand y its placed that way liao.. hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said in the show that Plato actually got this philosophy on love (donno whether got bullshit or not) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Platonic Love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that goes something like that: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To love a person, to care for this person, give support to that person u love and to make sure that he/she is happy without neccessarily have to be with that person (attached or married)."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another words spiritual love... and now link this philosophy back to that braclet... hahaha...  regardless of time, to love the person this way... is Plato's Eternity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic? Unrealistic? Can something like that even happen? let's discuss... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111688117785722477?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111688117785722477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111688117785722477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111688117785722477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111688117785722477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/plato.html' title='Plato...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111615736700224968</id><published>2005-05-15T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:47:54.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>name....</title><content type='html'>Description of Your First Name of: Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;Although the name Lawrence creates the urge to understand others, we emphasize that it causes an emotional intensity that is hard to control. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid and nervous system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name of Lawrence gives you a highly sensitive, idealistic, and intuitive nature. You could be expressive and creative in the arts, music, or drama and you have a great desire to help others. Since you are not inclined to give due consideration to practical and business matters, you could miss out on reaching a level of financial success appropriate for your efforts and abilities. You feel and sense much that you do not fully understand, and you can be deeply influenced through the thoughts of others without realizing just how you are being affected. You are super-sensitive and intuitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kabalarians.com/cfm/your.cfm" target=_new&gt;Click here to see what ur name means...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111615736700224968?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111615736700224968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111615736700224968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111615736700224968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111615736700224968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/name.html' title='name....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111598948874162770</id><published>2005-05-13T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:04:48.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th...</title><content type='html'>read Miow Chin's blog and yes! the day is almost gone before i realised that today's friday the 13th... the so called &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... actually quite sway lar... late one hour for work... so sad  :(  but other than that the day at work is still okie la... but before i reach home, i received a terrific news! Someone important called me... hahaha...  girl??  no its a guy!! hahaha!! (no i'm not gay) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy cos this guy is Dean Chee, A.Manager of the Grand Hyatt Singapore gym.... Me and Al actually applied for IPP self-placement at his place, but the purpose of his call is not to arrange for interview, instead he is interested to get me to take over his trainers who are on leave on next week wednesday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow i will go there from 2pm to 10pm to know what i'm supposed to do when i report for work on Wednesday afternoon! hehehe!!! so tired after one full day shift at RP now, but as i am typing this out i just can't help but to reveal a grin off my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking, actually if they like my performance tomorrow and on Wednesday, then perhaps i don even need to sit for a interview liao lo... righte? righte? righte??  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our lives are not determined by what happens to us but by how we react to what happens, not by what life brings to us, but by the attitude we bring to life. A positive attitude causes a chain reaction of positive thoughts, events, and outcomes. It is a catalyst, a spark that creates extraordinary results."&lt;br /&gt;- anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111598948874162770?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111598948874162770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111598948874162770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111598948874162770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111598948874162770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111553600242926659</id><published>2005-05-08T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T15:06:42.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>having flu_*</title><content type='html'>There's a chinese proverb that goes "ren seng ru xi, xi ru ren seng" translated into English it would means "life is like a show, and a show is like life". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday everyone one of us have our role to play in this gigantic show, acting out our character and personality in the life stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What role do u play in this "show"? What's your character like? Do your character requires u to put on a mask to face others? Or are the people around wearing a mask to face you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having flu again... feeling so snuffed up again... "stiff stiff..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The question is not whether we will die, but how we will live."&lt;br /&gt;-Joan Borysenko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111553600242926659?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111553600242926659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111553600242926659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111553600242926659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111553600242926659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/having-flu.html' title='having flu_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111538122174876280</id><published>2005-05-06T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T20:07:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>linkies!!!</title><content type='html'>copy some linkies from SC's blog... supposed to be helping ppl get money for hungry ppl, books for the non-literate etc etc.... donno how click on it really helps but i really hope that i can help... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u if have the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEART&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like me then u can go click on it or even better go add it to ur blog ya?? hehe,... they are located at the bottom right corner of my blog just below the links column....  go check them out ya?? have a good weekend ahead!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111538122174876280?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111538122174876280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111538122174876280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111538122174876280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111538122174876280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/linkies.html' title='linkies!!!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111526433528694690</id><published>2005-05-05T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T01:42:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear_*</title><content type='html'>Oh dear, i'm in this EBRW class where i'm going to be bored to death by this part time lecturer named Magdelene Medora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear i'm so hungry now... i haven't take my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear my back is aching from the basketball and swimming yesterday. (old liao...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear i haven't been packing my bag for days, like a primary school kid who brings the same bag to school everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear there's Cleo project presentation due next week to Billie Ooi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear everyone's so slack. I'm so slack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear why is it there in this world, there are some girls who are attached, but would seek you when their boyfriends are not so "concerned, caring, attentive bla bla bla" towards them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear what am i talking about?  i so bored....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111526433528694690?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111526433528694690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111526433528694690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111526433528694690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111526433528694690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111505500687044828</id><published>2005-05-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T01:30:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejuvennated....</title><content type='html'>hahaha.... finally after two solid days of wonderful sleep i am feeling tired no more... wake up eat reliek watch TV...   wah...  shiok sia..  hahaha even finished watching Qing Ding Ai Qing Hai...&lt;br /&gt;but now veri sian leh... don feel like going back to do anything...  donno y...  think of the Cleo thingy sian even more...  hai... no synergy and energy to do it man....  now so late le still nvr sleep...  but its okie cos school starts only at 4pm tomorrow... kekeke!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111505500687044828?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111505500687044828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111505500687044828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111505500687044828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111505500687044828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/rejuvennated.html' title='Rejuvennated....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111493266367203711</id><published>2005-05-01T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T15:53:59.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics from Sheleen...</title><content type='html'>Received 2 more pics from Sheleen mei mei that was taken when we were in Aust. and one from William...  the veri expensive picture that he bought from Dreamworld...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/SheMeChococake.jpg" alt="Sheleen&amp;Me&amp;Chococake"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boy really miss those jacket and windbreaker days in Aussieland...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/BBQ.jpg" alt="BBQ!!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chao ta san ren zhu!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/GiantDrop.jpg" alt="Giantdrop @ Dreamworld"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...  look at my kuku face at the end of the ride!!&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/8649326-111493266367203711?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111493266367203711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111493266367203711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111493266367203711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111493266367203711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/05/pics-from-sheleen.html' title='pics from Sheleen...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111485678488981748</id><published>2005-04-30T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:26:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this sleepy Saturday_*</title><content type='html'>haven't been blogging like this for a &lt;em&gt;LONG&lt;/em&gt; time_* nothing much to do now so might as let me refresh my memory, hehehe_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started by day working at Republic Poly in the morning. Nobody came to the gym today. i guess nobody wanna spolit their long weekend by going to gym so early in the morning. (other than me) hehehe... so what i did was just sleep in there all the way until its time for me to pack up and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru Plaza for lunch then go home straight cos i feel really &lt;em&gt;damn shag&lt;/em&gt;. Didn't have a good rest at all the whole of the pasted week. So now got chance must make use! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLEEP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!  Just woke up an hour or two ago and read the newspapers bought by donno who in my house, and now i'm blogging away! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the catch man?? y put everything i did today in a &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt;? isn't just so &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;??  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song currently playing is the theme song of this chinese drama serial called "Love of the Aegean Sea" or "Qing Ding Ai Qing Hai"_*  Nice right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111485678488981748?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111485678488981748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111485678488981748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111485678488981748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111485678488981748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-sleepy-saturday.html' title='this sleepy Saturday_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111471158653912532</id><published>2005-04-29T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:07:08.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSIC!!!!</title><content type='html'>hey hey!!!  music's here!!!  just did it! YES!!  haha with the help of my dearest sis &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuku DI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!   yeah!!! thanks so much sista!!! hahaha!!! owe u one!!!  happy like bird now!!!  feel like the music...  wanna fly... hahaha...  shiok ah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111471158653912532?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111471158653912532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111471158653912532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111471158653912532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111471158653912532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/music.html' title='MUSIC!!!!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111459607856181989</id><published>2005-04-27T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:01:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepyz_*</title><content type='html'>mmm...  feeling tired these days, is because of the damn weather or is it becos of my late night VCD catching?&lt;br /&gt;the weather these days are SO damn hot... &lt;em&gt;gosh&lt;/em&gt;.... feeling cooked underneath my skin....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111459607856181989?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111459607856181989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111459607856181989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111459607856181989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111459607856181989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/sleepyz.html' title='sleepyz_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111425193225143897</id><published>2005-04-23T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T18:25:32.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layoutz again...</title><content type='html'>hey guys new layout againZ... getting sick of my old layout, and all that clicking all over the place... took out the iweb music for the time being cos of the active X control bullshit... too much hassle for a little music... so what do u guys think of this new one? tell me about it okie? i have a tagboard in my blog u know? can leave a message in dere one...  hahaha... don be shy okie? oh btw... u can just leave me a msg even if u donno who i am... or i donno who u r..... haha... have to advertise abit lar otherwise abit dead in there as u can see...  kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new layout still using the beach as the theme...  as u can see i really love the sun sand and the sea... HAHAHA, lol... i wouldn't change what i like cos of anyone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Its nice to be important, but its more important to be nice."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111425193225143897?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111425193225143897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111425193225143897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111425193225143897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111425193225143897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-layoutz-again.html' title='new layoutz again...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111416470412437122</id><published>2005-04-22T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T18:11:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letterboxes_*</title><content type='html'>hey, i saw people removing the mailboxes from the MRT stations today...  r they gonna replace them with new ones or what??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111416470412437122?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111416470412437122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111416470412437122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111416470412437122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111416470412437122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/letterboxes.html' title='letterboxes_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111349374808733367</id><published>2005-04-14T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T23:49:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring ring_*</title><content type='html'>my hp rang... picked up the phone...  look at the number; "WTH...  who's this man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hello??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the phone is a computerised female voice (typical SIngtel &amp; M1 kind): U have just received a mobilisation alert, please press 1 for more information and if this call is not for u pls call 1800........bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (pressed 1) and followed all the damn instructions from that computerised voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary after 2mins 15 seconds of nonsense: &lt;br /&gt;i'm called up for &lt;em&gt;mobilisation&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;! FUCK NO!! why me &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;!?? #%$^%%&amp;^*&amp;(*&amp;    :'(&lt;br /&gt;seems like MINDEF no longer send u letters to alert u abt mobilisations....  they use the &lt;em&gt;CALL CENTRES NOW&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111349374808733367?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111349374808733367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111349374808733367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111349374808733367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111349374808733367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/ring-ring.html' title='ring ring_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111337472589720847</id><published>2005-04-13T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T14:45:25.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd year timetable</title><content type='html'>the 3rd year's timetable has been released! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 modules for this semester ending at 31st of July 05....  no lessons on Friday... but tuesday must stay until 10pm again... but thankfully this time round i don have to stay in school from 10am to 10pm @ night liao...  HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who has no lessons on Friday also?? wanna go watch movie??  kekeke....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111337472589720847?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111337472589720847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111337472589720847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111337472589720847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111337472589720847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/3rd-year-timetable.html' title='3rd year timetable'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111315507826035111</id><published>2005-04-11T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T01:44:38.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos_*</title><content type='html'>the link below is gonna bring u to see the pictures i have taken in Australia during my two weeks spend there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/raidknight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111315507826035111?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111315507826035111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111315507826035111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111315507826035111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111315507826035111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/photos.html' title='photos_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111275534689661087</id><published>2005-04-06T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:42:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back, cleo, 24_*</title><content type='html'>Just in case u do not know, i'm back from Aust. on Monday night already.&lt;br /&gt;Total time spend:              2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;Total money spend:             SGD 2,452&lt;br /&gt;Total distance travelled:      15,428km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday i goes back to school to discuss about the CLEO project that we got through to the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, there's 24 hours available at our disposal. Everytime the clock strikes 12am, the countdown begins. &lt;br /&gt;So,... what have u done for the last 24 hours? or maybe i should ask, what's your plan for this 24 hours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111275534689661087?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111275534689661087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111275534689661087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111275534689661087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111275534689661087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-cleo-24.html' title='back, cleo, 24_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111237950958702945</id><published>2005-04-02T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T02:19:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surf!</title><content type='html'>went back to Gold Coast to surf today again_* hey i'm not a drown rat anymore mate, i can stand up on the board already_* hehe took some photos of the place also, will load up some where when i get back to SG_* tomorrow will be flying back to Perth and Monday will get the flight back to SG liao_* kinda miss u guys back home and also the nice SG food_* i mean its really so much better than all these lousy food that i'm eating here all over the place in Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now did a test on &lt;a href="http://www.gone2thedogs.com/"&gt;what kinda DOg r u?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those of u whom i didn't send the email to, can go try it out ya?? hehe_* til i see u guys again, take care alright? ciao mate! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111237950958702945?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111237950958702945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111237950958702945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111237950958702945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111237950958702945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/04/surf.html' title='surf!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111228300655436664</id><published>2005-03-31T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:30:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamworld_*</title><content type='html'>Visited Dreamworld today and took all the "High-Thrill" rides_* haha, lol_* shiok sia_* besides all the rides also took photos of the &lt;em&gt;Koala&lt;/em&gt;, Kangaroo, Tas. Devil etc_* &lt;br /&gt;there's this ride called the "Giant Drop" where u r brought up to really high tower where u can see the furthest your eyes can bring u, then the machine will bring u down all the way one storey before the ground level with the help of gravity plus some acceleration from the machine_*&lt;br /&gt;But my favourite is still "The Claw", which they will swing u on this ride which goes really fast, donno how to describe really_* &lt;br /&gt;So just go to Dreamworld, its worth the A$67 really_* SHIOK!! lol!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111228300655436664?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111228300655436664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111228300655436664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111228300655436664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111228300655436664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/dreamworld.html' title='Dreamworld_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111200906369045080</id><published>2005-03-28T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:24:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drown rat_*</title><content type='html'>went to learn surfing today with Will and Qiu @ Gold Coast_* not easy for me, tried hard and still drowned like a rat_* haha LOL_* anyway as usual i don pick up things as fast as the rest, and this time round its no different_* Will and QIu got to stand up on the board already while the best i did was to squat down on that board_* flipped and flipped so many times, hai,_* really tiring_* BUT still had LOTSA FUN hahaha_* flipped so many times i even flipped on the hamock at the baloncy just now_*  hahaha &lt;br /&gt;We will be going on friday againz_* hehe, YEAHZ_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111200906369045080?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111200906369045080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111200906369045080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111200906369045080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111200906369045080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/drown-rat.html' title='drown rat_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111192923959441738</id><published>2005-03-27T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:13:59.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth and so on_*</title><content type='html'>Stayed in Perth until Friday before flying off to Sydney_* reached at around 6++ in the morning_* hanged around at the airport_* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and decided to book air tickets to Brisbane at the later part of the day using the paid internet thingy at the Sydney airport after checking out the price of the train ticket from where we r to Newcastle where &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; (don ask me who) simply refused to go and meet us at Sydney_* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met up with William's friend, to pass some thingy over to him after we took our photos of Sydney_* Flew to Brisbane with in the evening and Qiuwen at the arrival hall ready to bring us back to his place_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day at Brisbane and finally William found a ATM willing to give him some Aussie money from his bank a/c_* i guess that really took some stress off me huh?? Anyway, tomorrow will be going Gold Coast to do some surfing and lotsa photo taking hehehe_* Will update more_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111192923959441738?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111192923959441738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111192923959441738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111192923959441738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111192923959441738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/perth-and-so-on.html' title='Perth and so on_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111142474530739285</id><published>2005-03-22T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T00:06:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth day 1</title><content type='html'>reached Perth at 6+ in the morning, checked in into the backpackers inn, sharing the room with a English guy and a Irish woman... spend the day nuaning away and sleeping.... pace of life at this place is so damn fucking slow... William (my travel mate) saw a boy robbing a bag and had 2 guys and 1 ger chasing after him, while he waited for me to buy my Subway sandwich... well... what can i say... this place may be so damn laid back, but i guess crime rates are still freaking high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sheleen &amp; Joseph at 4.30pm to pass her the stuff Rex ask us to give her, before we went over to her University (Curtin University) to take a look walk around and had dinner made by her at her hostel. booked the tickets to Sydney at her hostel and chatted and stuff like that before Joseph drove us to South Perth to chill out further... kekeke..... just came back, send an email back home to send my regards and blessings.... and now William's sleeping again without bathing...  :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will go to the city, King's Park and Fremantle? ya...  gonna go try surfing most probably on Wednesday... anyway time's up for this internet connection... see u guys ard ya??  will update whenever i can....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111142474530739285?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111142474530739285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111142474530739285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111142474530739285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111142474530739285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/perth-day-1.html' title='Perth day 1'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111125839093184114</id><published>2005-03-20T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T03:08:57.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was ... now its_*</title><content type='html'>By the time u guys are reading this, I should be on my way or already in Aussie land.&lt;br /&gt;Changed a new layout (COMMENTS PLS!!), changed a new song (U HEAR IT ONCE iWeb'S UP AGAIN), changed my hair colour_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams are over and I should have been jumping and celebrating, but I'm feeling so moody_* its not the exams that I'm thinking of_* its just the same old shitty things that always gets me down_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that really made me look forward to this trip is that I can go and try surfing_* Always wanted to try and see how nice it is how good I am at it bla bla bla_*&lt;br /&gt;Will update on it when I can, so u guys take care and enjoy your holidays ya? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111125839093184114?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111125839093184114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111125839093184114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111125839093184114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111125839093184114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-was-now-its.html' title='it was ... now its_*'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111111418025512402</id><published>2005-03-18T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T00:57:27.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT ALLLLLLLLLLLL OVVEEEERRR!!!!</title><content type='html'>friday 18th march 2005, 10:44am. just done my EFMA paper... know that i did the 13 marks question wrongly... but hey, do i give a fuck? hahahahahaha!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE PEOPLE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to unwind the pressure that has been building up since the start of TEP... 6 months of school without holidays.... omg... i'm finally over and done wif this SECOND year... one month away from year 3... not bad..  sounds good.... HAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will change the blog's skin, change a new song, add/remove some links, etc etc... and some personal stuff to settle like help Mom buy new hp, Aust. trip...!!! :D class 2A??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u guys ard man...  hahahaha! enjoy ur &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WELL DESERVED HOLIDAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111111418025512402?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111111418025512402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111111418025512402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111111418025512402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111111418025512402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-allllllllllll-ovveeeerrr.html' title='IT ALLLLLLLLLLLL OVVEEEERRR!!!!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-111004146676060411</id><published>2005-03-06T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:51:06.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason...</title><content type='html'>Jason is my man back in my NSF days, we went from hills to hills looking for checkpoints and stuff like that... and as his SGT, i often bullied him back then, but of cos i also taught him things that i feel were important to him may it be in life or in NS... studying in AUstralia now,... he's in my friendster and he post interesting articles in the bulletin board and the below reads one of them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Timing is everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting article from Straits Times. For your reading pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;Timing is everything, even in love. And when you are not ready to commit, you could end up regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;By Janice Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES, timing rather than love decides who we end up being with - or without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only some lucky people marry the loves of their &lt;br /&gt;lives. The rest marry the&lt;br /&gt;most suitable person who comes along when they &lt;br /&gt;are ready to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend in his 20s came to this conclusion after &lt;br /&gt;confiding in me that he&lt;br /&gt;had recently met a woman who is more attractive &lt;br /&gt;than his wife, and so&lt;br /&gt;occupies his thoughts more often than his wife does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If only I had met her before I got married,' he said &lt;br /&gt;wistfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think even if the love of one's life appears &lt;br /&gt;when one is single, one&lt;br /&gt;may not be in the right frame of mind to recognise &lt;br /&gt;him or her as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then love passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is littered with near misses and lost &lt;br /&gt;opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my ex-boyfriend's wedding last month, &lt;br /&gt;which triggered many memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met five years ago when I was 23 and he 31. It &lt;br /&gt;was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had an established career, was down-to-earth &lt;br /&gt;and steadfastly religious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then working as an air stewardess and my &lt;br /&gt;head was - literally and&lt;br /&gt;metaphorically - in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also - well, let's put it this way - not religious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite our differences, we were soulmates. We &lt;br /&gt;had the same quirky sense of&lt;br /&gt;humour and shared long, intense overnight conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But human nature is perverse. When someone is &lt;br /&gt;excessively nice to us, we&lt;br /&gt;start taking things for granted, instead of &lt;br /&gt;appreciating them even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex sent me to the airport, fixed my PC, &lt;br /&gt;reminded me to take health&lt;br /&gt;supplements - and go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had everything I could want in a husband - &lt;br /&gt;except that I was not looking&lt;br /&gt;for one. A boyfriend was all I could cope with then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved fast cars, danced wildly at Zouk and took off &lt;br /&gt;on shopping holidays&lt;br /&gt;at a whim. My life revolved around I, me and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the six months that we were together, he &lt;br /&gt;popped the question several&lt;br /&gt;times and talked ad nauseam about having &lt;br /&gt;children. He wanted us to enrol for&lt;br /&gt;a Christian marriage preparation course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did often fantasise about a Vera Wang &lt;br /&gt;wedding gown, but I was at that&lt;br /&gt;stage of my life when I was more interested in &lt;br /&gt;Guess than Baby Guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where - dare I admit it? - I still wanted to meet &lt;br /&gt;other men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was a 23-year-old with the emotional maturity &lt;br /&gt;of a 13-year-old.&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility? Wasn't that for adults?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I met Mr Right at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more he talked about marriage and religion, &lt;br /&gt;the more I felt pressured&lt;br /&gt;and the more pressured I felt, the more irritable I became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too impatient to compromise. Every trivial &lt;br /&gt;matter blew up as a big&lt;br /&gt;deal. My mood obliterated the good in our &lt;br /&gt;relationship and reached a point&lt;br /&gt;where I just wanted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was heartbroken; I was sad but relieved. He &lt;br /&gt;still called me regularly,&lt;br /&gt;beseeching me to change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calls stopped finally after a year. Now and &lt;br /&gt;then, we say 'Hi' via e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few painful relationships after that. Served &lt;br /&gt;me right, as those rude&lt;br /&gt;wake-up calls were necessary for me to realise the &lt;br /&gt;meaninglessness of my&lt;br /&gt;hedonistic high life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the tenderness of my ex and began &lt;br /&gt;having second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I also felt more urgency to find someone &lt;br /&gt;marriageable before my&lt;br /&gt;biological clock reached zero hour. It dawned on &lt;br /&gt;me that I am not a pixie&lt;br /&gt;like Peter Pan who can flit around forever. One &lt;br /&gt;day, I'd wake up sick and&lt;br /&gt;alone when my fair weather friends flit away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was too proud and too unsure of my ex's &lt;br /&gt;reaction to call him until last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing he told me excitedly was that he &lt;br /&gt;had found The One. My heart&lt;br /&gt;tumbled to my feet. So, that's Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could turn back time. If only I had met him &lt;br /&gt;later. If only... what feeble words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I am more circumspect. I have come &lt;br /&gt;to terms with my loss. There&lt;br /&gt;is nothing I can do about timing, but I can do &lt;br /&gt;everything about my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when the nights get lonely, I toy with &lt;br /&gt;the idea of marrying a&lt;br /&gt;platonic friend of mine, who often assures me &lt;br /&gt;earnestly that, if the worst&lt;br /&gt;comes to the worst, he'd be willing to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I always dismiss that. I have already made one &lt;br /&gt;mistake. I should not&lt;br /&gt;make another by settling for second best merely &lt;br /&gt;for the sake of getting&lt;br /&gt;hitched - only to regret it soon after, as the guy &lt;br /&gt;who confided in me did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the best is not over but yet to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-111004146676060411?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/111004146676060411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=111004146676060411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111004146676060411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/111004146676060411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/03/jason.html' title='Jason...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110945414002328784</id><published>2005-02-27T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T09:59:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay or Metro???</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to do this test in SC's blog cos it caught my attention since some thoughts about this topic does run through my mind with regards to myself...  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; saying that i think i'm gay...  but really feel that i'm not the kind of MCP that my Dad is...  (sometimes i think, how come i see things &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; different from him if i'm really his son...)  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW I HATES GAYS!!! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF DEM!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  hahaha!  anyways...  i did that test cos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jeanie say i look more femine than her dancing when i did the girl dance in front of her! haha...  (reaLly?!  eeee... yUcKs...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i had and grew up wif 3 elder sisters(one is now happily engaged and living in another flat..  HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i tell people i'm metro, cos the newspapers article and research on sexuality states that "metrosexuals are unlike homo sexuals. They are a  group of straight guys wif reference of female, but will take care of their outlook etc etc,..." the main point is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they look good... one example will be David Beckham....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" hahaha!   kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My Marketing Management project group which consists of 3 guys and 1 girl actually did the CLEO birthday party project well enough to get a "A" and recommended for the CLEO's competition by my tutor...  (from the looks of it on the surface it seems like these 3 guys don really seem so male do they??) haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if this test is true enough, then i guess i'm perfectly alright huh??  well at least to myself...  maybe i'm not all that metro as how i wanted to be... i guess i'm just Senitive New Age Guy huh???  hahaha... LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110945414002328784?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110945414002328784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110945414002328784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110945414002328784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110945414002328784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/gay-or-metro.html' title='Gay or Metro???'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110918385902040016</id><published>2005-02-24T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T02:37:39.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its coming...</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming... no shit... but ICAS aren't halting because of it... 11th March first paper... SW paper, and until now SW ICA 3 still not done... this Friday Jap and BF ICA... yeah... then still got Jap role play next Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just booked my ticket to Perth from Travel Connect... bastard! they actually have the cheek to charged me TWENTY freaking SGD worth of service charge for one ticKEt! bloody Director of SBM!! earning big bucks by sucking your students dry righte? hahahaha!!! you stupid marker you! every morning go North canteen eat breakfast with the money u swindled from your students ah? aRgH!!! _|_ hahahaha.... LOL  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually its already cheaper compared to the svc.c that they charge in the outside travel agenies... at least that's what the girl over the counter told me lar.. and i hope so too, otherwise i'm really the biggest moron to book the tickets at Travel Connect...  sobz sobz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110918385902040016?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110918385902040016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110918385902040016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110918385902040016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110918385902040016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-coming.html' title='its coming...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110871055975859149</id><published>2005-02-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T15:09:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYP</title><content type='html'>me: "uncle, Nanyang Pooly..." (initially almost said Nanyang Polytech-ku-ni-ku or NYP in Jap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle: "NYP ah... at Ang Mo Kio ah?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Ya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after 10 mins in the cab the uncle asked "u chinese ah?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "ya, i chinese..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle: "can speak chinese ah? 会讲华语ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "ya, 会讲华语...  y leh? i don look chinese meh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Uncle: "ur english accent lar...  i tut u &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filipino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! haha...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (#$%^&amp;*&amp;^%$@#$%^&amp;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost late for EFMA lecture, luckily it only took 20 mins to get to school today!!  hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110871055975859149?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110871055975859149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110871055975859149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110871055975859149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110871055975859149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/nyp.html' title='NYP'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110810532258504717</id><published>2005-02-11T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:27:27.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ou  c  h...</title><content type='html'>wore my sandshoes and ankle socks today.... everytime wear sandshoes+ankle socks = Blisters... and today is unexceptional... pain was bad so i went to North canteen to buy plasters... after my first piece dropped off... on my way there the pain reached its peak... and it was like "hey... its not just as painful just a second back!" but that didn't made me decide to turn back and forgo the plasters... &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.... so much about blisters and plasters...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just wanna express something that came across my mind when the the pain hit its peak... i think sometimes pain isn't all that painful when pain reaches its peak. And this might be the same for some other things as well may it be phyiscal or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, pain isn't all that untolerable since once its hits its peak, i don't really feel it as much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛到了痛的最深处时痛也只不过是个过程...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110810532258504717?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110810532258504717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110810532258504717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110810532258504717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110810532258504717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/ou-c-h.html' title='Ou  c  h...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110802761145573609</id><published>2005-02-10T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T17:40:41.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough of bimbo...</title><content type='html'>okie... no more of that irritating bimbo song... i can't take it myself no more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song... i donno the name of the song...  but i like it veri much... and i'm quite sure its done by Fantasia... the winner of the last American Idol? that black gal? right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v246/raidknight/my%20blog/fantasia1.jpg" height=160 width=104&gt;&lt;/center&gt;(she's the winner right?? didn't really follow American Idol also) anyone who knows the title of this song pls tell me ya??  &lt;br /&gt;thank you very much!!    :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110802761145573609?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110802761145573609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110802761145573609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110802761145573609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110802761145573609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/enough-of-bimbo.html' title='enough of bimbo...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110776626594083110</id><published>2005-02-07T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T16:51:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 ways to destroy ur blog...</title><content type='html'>1. Do something to the scripts to sure it it loads damn slow on ur frend's pc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make sure everything in ur blog ends with a "..." ...  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use Japanese texts to replace all the other words in your blog as far as posible so that NOBODY (even a Japanese) can understand what u are typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For the blog's title use a "."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Look at numbers!! Put a hit counter in your blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Use emotional songs that make everyone who visits your blog get all so emo. they wanna cry! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Make sure the music is a chinese song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Write nonsense in your blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Write on how to "destroy your blog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Lastly replace your emo. songs with a "i'm so in love" song done by a dumb big-eyed chinese bimbo from Taiwan! LOL!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all a very very Happy Chinese New Year 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110776626594083110?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110776626594083110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110776626594083110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110776626594083110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110776626594083110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/10-ways-to-destroy-ur-blog.html' title='10 ways to destroy ur blog...'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110752184365043762</id><published>2005-02-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:57:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BF tutorial again....</title><content type='html'>now sitting in the lab for BF tutorial...  sian... had been feeling SO damn stressed out for the last one and a half week.... well the next coming week i'm surely gonna feel more relaxed than the past week... tell ya y cos i just handed in my BF project.. GoSh....  finally over and done wif that project...  and next week monday there will be no lessons=no school for me!! hehehe... and friday no BF lectures and tutorials soooo at least next week friday i don have to stay until this hour in school againz...  sObZ...  hehehe  gonna enjoy my short PH after stepping outta this damn lab wif this kuku BF tutor i have.... hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110752184365043762?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110752184365043762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110752184365043762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110752184365043762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110752184365043762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/bf-tutorial-again.html' title='BF tutorial again....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110742390103167743</id><published>2005-02-03T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:45:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr weak....</title><content type='html'>guess who's here in the gym today for my NAPFA training??  hahaha....  its Mr weak again!! anyway his name is Lum Chee Heng...  after "that" day's "training" i really didn't see him and the rest of the others two jokers for a REALLY long time... heard from Al that this Mr Lum is actually his REGULAR "customer"...  hahaha...  and also hear say that he's really scared of me since "that" day....  but really donno what's into him that made him turn up for todaY'S TRAINING...  hahaha... anyway mr weak is weak no more...  let me tell ya y....  in my training today he completed 19 1/2 push-ups, 35 sit-ups, 17 bench dips, 20 burpees and 20 squats... on top of that he also ran 8 rounds of the stupid coloured courts in 12mins...  geee..  i really wonder what Al did to him...  (fed him steriods???) hahahaha  or maybe he just simply decided not to Chao Keng anymore since his NAPFA training is at march and he feel that he really had enough of me and Al??  hahahaha....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean mr weak has really totally changed!!  i can even sit down on the bench to talk to him about the cons of going into the army 6 weeks earlier! compared to last time when i was just f***ing him all the way... i consider this as a hell of a big change lor!!  hahaha...  good for him lar huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110742390103167743?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110742390103167743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110742390103167743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110742390103167743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110742390103167743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/mr-weak.html' title='mr weak....'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649326.post-110732567768243956</id><published>2005-02-02T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T14:27:57.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLEO seminar!!!</title><content type='html'>its 2:20pm and here i am at level 5 access lab wif the rest of my mates... two of them are doing the Buiness Finance project for my group (i finished my part of the project already)and the other one is doing his EFMA project for his group... waiting for him to finish with the imputs for his EFMA spreadsheet before we go down to the locker to get his EFMA text so that i can start doing my EFMA lab 8... yesterday just done wif tutorial 8 even though i finished the tutorial after the tutor went through it... really l  a   g    g    i    n    g behind the rest of them these days in terms of the tutorials..  didn't do any of them...  must start doing le...  next week's CNY... what will i be doing??  i really wonder... sian...   later 4pm still have CLEO seminar... then after that maybe we discuss about Marketing Management project? &lt;br /&gt;hai...  what am i typing? just doing something so that i wouldn't be WAITING although i am waiting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649326-110732567768243956?l=raidknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/feeds/110732567768243956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8649326&amp;postID=110732567768243956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110732567768243956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649326/posts/default/110732567768243956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raidknight.blogspot.com/2005/02/cleo-seminar.html' title='CLEO seminar!!!'/><author><name>Lawrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14737078066755365639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
