<?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-10403240</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:51:32.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time on Earth</title><subtitle type='html'>Decided to note down the time I spend on Earth</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-1634650517800554547</id><published>2009-08-30T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:20:23.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has been awhile</title><content type='html'>Has been awhile since I last blog. Perhaps I am not expressive with words by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much changes, am still working as an Operations Executive. Was presented with an opportunity to change this from Operations Executive to Operations Manager. A part of me wants this change yet I am afraid I am not up to it. Nevertheless, I am sending in my resume. I think my limit of torance for my current boss is wearing thin. She just too hard up on certain issues which I think are too minor for me to even be bothered with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things goes well. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-1634650517800554547?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/1634650517800554547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=1634650517800554547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1634650517800554547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1634650517800554547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2009/08/has-been-awhile.html' title='Has been awhile'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-3560074041626942730</id><published>2009-03-10T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:27:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close call</title><content type='html'>Just came back from a dive trip in Malaysia. There were some issues prior to this dive trip, however, I still end up going for it. I was going there with the following purposes: to get away for awhile and to test out my new Canon housing. Diving was expected to be very much on your own. Buddies were not assigned. Even if it was assigned, I doubt it made any differences because the visibility was terrible. The maximum distance I can see was about 5m. A turn of your head will made you loss sight of your buddy (if any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first dive of the 2nd day, I brought 2 cameras down to test the difference of quality between Lumix and Canon. It wasn't a very bright idea. When I was left with 50 bars of air and had decided to ascend for safety stop, I realised I dropped my brand new Canon camera. Panic sets in, I must find the camera was the only thing I can think of. Huge relief when I saw the camera laying on the seabed. I grabbed the camera and to my horror, I was left with 10 bars of air. I got no choice but to ascend quickly. My dive computer beeps asking me to slow my ascending rate down. Sucking as hard as I can to draw whatever left in the tank and making my way up. At 3m depth, NO air comes out from the tank. I make a dash for it and managed to pop up to the surface before my lungs went empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close call and luckily I made it this time. Have to be extra careful in future, don't think I am that lucky all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-3560074041626942730?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/3560074041626942730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=3560074041626942730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3560074041626942730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3560074041626942730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2009/03/close-call.html' title='Close call'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-5996101207731958915</id><published>2009-02-20T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:53:14.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated Relationships</title><content type='html'>Most complicated issue to handle when we come to age - Relationships! Why is it so complicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February should be a good month because usually it's around Chinese New Year where you get to eat and eat and collect ang bao, there's Valentine's Day (where love SUPPOSED to be shown/make) and my birthday falls in the same month. This year, I don't like February at all, in fact, I kind of hated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure friends a lot and always treat them well with all my heart. Unless you did something drastically wrong to me or you obviously showed me you don't want to be my friend, I will NOT delete you from my list of friends. How other wants to maintain their list is not up to me but I am sure to feel hurt if I am on the receiving end, especially from someone close. I can tell you, that feeling sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends wanted to organise a birthday parties for me but I felt that it's more of wanting an excuse for party. I am perfectly fine with the idea of using my name as an excuse to party for I am more than happy to get together with friends to chill out BUT please don't get upset if you don't get invited because I limit it to a small group. I welcome anyone. Just because you are not invited for this time round don't mean you are not my friend. All friends are equal to me with some being more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In future if I&lt;/span&gt; want a party, I'll organise it. If you don't get my invitation, sorry, it's not that you are not my friend. Is most likely I am just getting old, forgetting things, not able to party as much as I like to. Of course, unless you find me unworthy. Please NO MORE birthday party in my name. Just make it a house party and celebrate whatever event that happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-5996101207731958915?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/5996101207731958915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=5996101207731958915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5996101207731958915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5996101207731958915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2009/02/complicated-relationships.html' title='Complicated Relationships'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-5376087036141904011</id><published>2009-02-13T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:28:04.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>牛（流）年不利</title><content type='html'>The year of the Ox don't seems to be kind to rabbits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-5376087036141904011?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/5376087036141904011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=5376087036141904011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5376087036141904011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5376087036141904011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='牛（流）年不利'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-3670321933616855999</id><published>2008-10-09T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:48:41.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October sucks!</title><content type='html'>Its a horrible October man! Nothing seems to go right. It's just the beginning of it and I am hating it. Nothing seems to go right. I feel some much wanting to get out of here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I supposed to be happy because I am having my convocation on the 16th, yet I don't seems to be looking forward to it except for the fact that I took a day off on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-3670321933616855999?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/3670321933616855999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=3670321933616855999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3670321933616855999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3670321933616855999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-sucks.html' title='October sucks!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7338262221950086672</id><published>2008-06-08T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:54:06.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put on standby</title><content type='html'>I remember me blogging about being the last fiddle to some friends. Unknown to me, I might very much doing the same to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I tried hard not to do that as I know how bad it feels having being put on 'standby' by others. However, sometimes perhaps I tried too hard meet up with every friends as much as I can and unknowingly screwed up their own plans having to wait for me to confirm my time of meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I starting to say 'NO' to more people these days. Not by choice at times as the new job really takes up quite a bit of my time. Past 2 Saturdays, I only managed to get off work at 5pm. I don't think I have any mood to go out at 5pm on Saturday dressed in my office shirt and pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... learning is a never ending process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7338262221950086672?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7338262221950086672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7338262221950086672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7338262221950086672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7338262221950086672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/06/put-on-standby.html' title='Put on standby'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-3497627875288875578</id><published>2008-05-19T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:35:00.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>闭关修练</title><content type='html'>Have not blog for awhile. Have been busy with new job. Sure feels and sees the difference from a IT prostitute to middle management. Immediate boss wasn't exactly someone I wanted to work with but still okay lah, no matter what, she's better than my ex boss. Doing operations sure is not easy, everyday got so much to take care of and there are tons of meetings to attend. I don't like meetings :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much happens beside suay suay kenna one harassment from some weirdo but finally was managed to get rid of her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now am on leave to prepare for my FINAL exams. After 3.5 years, I finally see some light at the end of the tunnel. I can finally get my degree and stop studying. NO more studying for me, at least those course that is going to take years to complete one. Short courses still okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck for my exams and I will update again with my new job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-3497627875288875578?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/3497627875288875578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=3497627875288875578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3497627875288875578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3497627875288875578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='闭关修练'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-667211266918089784</id><published>2008-03-12T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:45:42.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on..</title><content type='html'>As I head &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt; my new career, I got a piece of information about the gal I used to fancy from our common friend. Apparently, she told the other common friend whom she is closer to that she has a new beau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the news, I had a funny feeling, not exactly sad or unhappy. Just one weird feeling that goes away after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting this anyway since she is so hard up for guys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;.... furthermore, she has been single for about 2 years, must be yearning for guys so as long as someone she fancy comes along willing to make an approach, she will definitely say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish her well and good luck. Whatever the case, this bus has left the bus stop, this old boat has set sail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-667211266918089784?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/667211266918089784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=667211266918089784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/667211266918089784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/667211266918089784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/03/moving-on.html' title='Moving on..'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7366347049261169884</id><published>2008-03-09T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:13:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New job... New life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES! After 8 years in IT line, I am moving OUT of it. I know my future don't hold in IT line for one simple reason, I am weak with technologies. Having spent 5 plus years in current company, I just don't see myself going anywhere upwards. Not to mention that I have not have a single promotion all this years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am moving to Operations. It's not going to be easy as it a brand new environment to me. I supposed to be working under the friend who recomended me the job but life is never easy for me and I was 'thrown' to a totally alien environment to start my new career. Being highly adaptive (as least thats what I think.. heehee) I should be able to survive, I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday 10 March 2008, I will sign a new employment contract and FIRE my boss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175574449523366530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R9NVilxtmoI/AAAAAAAAACs/AcOGZJRf6BY/s200/you+are+fire+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R9NUXVxtmnI/AAAAAAAAACk/nbO46prETFU/s1600-h/you+are+fire+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7366347049261169884?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7366347049261169884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7366347049261169884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7366347049261169884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7366347049261169884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-job-new-life.html' title='New job... New life?'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R9NVilxtmoI/AAAAAAAAACs/AcOGZJRf6BY/s72-c/you+are+fire+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-108896523112553051</id><published>2008-02-21T08:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T10:29:52.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Older.. hopefully wiser</title><content type='html'>As of today, I am 33 years and 3 days old. To me the yearly birthday is just a reminder that I am getting older, that is why I don't specially takes leave on my birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got a few gifts for my birthday. Appreciate those who contributed but seriously, I simple "Happy Birthday" will make my day as it shows you remembered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Under the HDB ruling, I will be able to buy my own house in 2 years time. Time really flies... scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-108896523112553051?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/108896523112553051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=108896523112553051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/108896523112553051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/108896523112553051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/02/older-hopefully-wiser.html' title='Older.. hopefully wiser'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-8336659377155246871</id><published>2008-01-28T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:06:30.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum can cook.. so can I... at least I think so</title><content type='html'>Mum's away and I made an attempt to blew up the kitchen for I decided to cook Hokkine Mee. This is my first attempt so I am not surprised that my brother complain its not tasty enough, too dry and no sambal chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to market to get some stuffs needed. Can't find sotong (squid) so decided to replace it with fishcake instead. Fatty pork just don't look good enough and I don't know how to prepare it so I had roasted pork instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It look like this in the beginning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51uJlHy2gI/AAAAAAAAACM/-MSxezkDf1k/s1600-h/P1080391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160401858899139074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51uJlHy2gI/AAAAAAAAACM/-MSxezkDf1k/s200/P1080391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Noodles&lt;br /&gt;- Eggs&lt;br /&gt;- Garlic&lt;br /&gt;- Onion&lt;br /&gt;- Spring onion&lt;br /&gt;- Prawns&lt;br /&gt;- Roast pork&lt;br /&gt;- Fishcake&lt;br /&gt;- Chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;- Soya sauce&lt;br /&gt;- Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a few minutes it become like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51wR1Hy2hI/AAAAAAAAACU/p3uE7GAcEE8/s1600-h/P1080393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160404199656315410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51wR1Hy2hI/AAAAAAAAACU/p3uE7GAcEE8/s200/P1080393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51wzVHy2iI/AAAAAAAAACc/GS8Dyidk0ew/s1600-h/P1080397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160404775181933090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51wzVHy2iI/AAAAAAAAACc/GS8Dyidk0ew/s200/P1080397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think there is still a lot to improve on but it's a good attempt I must say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-8336659377155246871?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/8336659377155246871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=8336659377155246871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8336659377155246871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8336659377155246871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/01/mum-can-cook-so-can-i-at-least-i-think.html' title='Mum can cook.. so can I... at least I think so'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R51uJlHy2gI/AAAAAAAAACM/-MSxezkDf1k/s72-c/P1080391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-1371064726719774416</id><published>2008-01-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:42:16.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnet to service centers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R4uCzNU2ceI/AAAAAAAAABs/nA09jGB01SE/s1600-h/Onsite+Repair.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155358014717719010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R4uCzNU2ceI/AAAAAAAAABs/nA09jGB01SE/s200/Onsite+Repair.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to yet another service center today. This time round is my Lumix digital camera. The lens got extended even in view mode (meaning you are viewing your pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sent my last digital camera (Fuji FinePix) to its service center as well. That time I paid $200+ to fix it. Hope I no need to for my Lumix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides cameras, I sent my mobile phoneS to service centers too. It's phoneS and not phone because I sent both my Dopod which is still in the service center as I type and my O2 to service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I am such a jinx to electronic goods. Perhaps I should use film camera and pager in future. However, service centers for those products are harder to find. HAHAHA....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-1371064726719774416?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/1371064726719774416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=1371064726719774416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1371064726719774416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1371064726719774416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/01/magnet-to-service-centers.html' title='Magnet to service centers'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R4uCzNU2ceI/AAAAAAAAABs/nA09jGB01SE/s72-c/Onsite+Repair.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-2609772751782559461</id><published>2008-01-08T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:32:25.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it!! She's off my list</title><content type='html'>Cheers gals.. cheers... I am FREE! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did the ultimate stunt which extends beyond my limits. I know I am not her type, I know I don't smitten her like any other guys on the street, I know she rather kiss anyone anytime rather than me. However willing to be laid by some obvious playboy just shows how 'lonely' she can be. Perhaps because she's someone I fancy thus, I feel more upset about it. If she's just another female friend I might just take it as that's her character of being really open with the guys she chooses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went celebrate my dive buddy's birthday and my buddy has a visiting guy (B) from from the States. She joined us later and was introduced to B. The night went on pretty normally till people starts to get a bit tipsy. She wasn't drinking as she drove there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was having a 'buffet' dancing closely to any gal that comes his way. Soon we saw my dive buddy snogging one of B's friends, and B's brother is happily dancing with B's female friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, we saw B kissing and all over my other female friend A. Before this I saw B asking her to go get drinks and I can see how passionately she holds his hand. (with both her hands on his) After which B's brother left with B's female friend, A, B, my dive buddy, B's friend and her went for supper while me and 2 other gals left for home. I don't know why but somehow I just don't feel like staying behind cause something tells me that something happened (my 6th sense never fails me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, my dive buddy told me that she saw her snogging B on the dance floor and she even go tell my dive buddy how smitten she was by B, added him on her facebook, added B's favourite music video (she initially don't listen to that particular type of music). My dive buddy went on to tell her that B has a girlfriend back home and B was in my dive buddy's bed till Saturday morning. B has been sleeping with my dive buddy for a couple of years. My dive buddy also highlighted that B was snogging A the whole night after snogging her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reply was really disappointing. Despite all this she still so smitten by him. Saying it as A who came between her and B. She was disappointed that B was not daring enough to take her (she's there for his taking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got smitten, legs went weak there and then I can understand but still so smitten by B even after knowing his character just shows something about her own character too. Her university buddy was telling me that perhaps she's lonely, perhaps she's looking for a shag and why I don't get upset about my dive buddy for sleeping with B. Yes, I agree I over reacted a little but I think I am more upset with myself than being upset with her. I must always remember, she is SINGLE and I did not tell her in her face that I like her, therefore she has all the rights to shag anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this incident, I think I truly have seen enough. This wasn't the first time she snog a guy she fancy after just a couple of hours of meeting him. Perhaps she just like bad boys or she just like to used by playboys. I wish her good luck with her choice then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be initiating outing with her from now on. However, she has penetrated my circles of friends and I know no matter how I want to avoid, I will still see her but for sure I am no longer her 'dead duck' in the pot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-2609772751782559461?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/2609772751782559461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=2609772751782559461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/2609772751782559461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/2609772751782559461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/01/thats-it-shes-off-my-list.html' title='That&apos;s it!! She&apos;s off my list'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-5944053169546903422</id><published>2008-01-03T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:09:43.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realising 2007</title><content type='html'>Another year gone, another wrinkle formed, another white hair sprouting amidst my thick black hair. Nothing special or major happened in 2007. Made some new friends and found a few old secondary classmate through Facebook. Besides continuing my academic pursue of my bachelor degree, I learn or realise somethings other things in life throughout the year. Below are some of the things I got realised and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My retina's have holes in them and I need to see a doctor immediately if I start seeing flashing lights, black spots etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My irregular heart palpitation wasn't due to cholesterol (I have excellent cholesterol according to the doctor) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite great effort in keeping them clean, wisdom tooth still have to go.&lt;br /&gt;You don't shock a heart if it's flat-line through EFR course. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do like working early in the morning. Watch the sky gets brighter as I heads towards the office. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are chalets and lots of entertaining facilities on Pulau Bukom (SHELL refinery island) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thai Disco is patronized by locals instead of Thais. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its a complete different experience watching a play in the open at Fort Canning Park as compared to watching them in theatres. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mola Mola's made you forget that you are in 19 degrees water. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All you need is a good cook on-board and you can have a 8 course lunch including chill crab done using a kitchen with nothing more than just a gas stove. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Star Virgo is still the same after 7 years. Thank you baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone can be chatting with you on MSN one moment and lying in ICU fighting for his/her life the next. Do treasure those around you NOW. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The saying "Girls don't meant what they say" to be very true. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People can just changed (esp gals) with a flick of a switch and I certainly don't mean changing of clothes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's better to mind my own business at times as it really doesn't pay to be kind to some. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can get paid going for exercises in camp. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School can just retired a core module without having a replacement module for it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am still very much a movie freak with a total of 68 movies watched in 2007. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People are more interested to see an actor's 'eggs' than an actress completely nude. Especially if the actor is Tony Leung (梁朝偉). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jay Chow (周杰轮) can sing, can direct a movie, can play piano with a single hand without looking but still can't act. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tanya Chua (蔡健雅）writes nicer songs as she matures and out of love. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liverpool will continue to loss to Man U through set pieces if Benitez refused to change his zone marking defence tactics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;2007 has been a pretty good year for me. Having someone special to share with me throughout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starts the new year with a $20 parking FINE. Looks like it's going to be a FINE 2008 for me. Don't ask me about New Year resolutions, I don't want to have any because I don't keep any. heehee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-5944053169546903422?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/5944053169546903422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=5944053169546903422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5944053169546903422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5944053169546903422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2008/01/realising-2007.html' title='Realising 2007'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-4302199601058756008</id><published>2007-12-29T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:43:09.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is like waiting for a bus</title><content type='html'>I was clearing up my old yahoo emails when I stumble upon this 'spam' mail. Interesting but kind of true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When the bus comes, you look at it and you say to yourself "eeee...so full...cannot sit down, I'll wait for the next one." So you let that bus go and wait for the second bus. Then the second bus comes, you look at it and you say, "eeee...this bus is so old...so shabby!" So you let that bus go and again, decide to wait for the next bus. After a while another bus comes, it's not crowded, not old but you say, "eeee... not air-conditioned ...better wait for the next one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again you let the bus go and decide to wait for the next bus since it wasn't the ideal bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants their ideal bus but where to find so many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As you were waiting, a nice bus pulls into the bus stop. Its not exactly the bus you wanted so you continues to look behind for a better bus to come along while checking out the bus that stopped. However the bus couldn't stay any longer at the bus stop and move off, thus left you looking for the next bus again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not take a ride on the waiting bus? Who knows it might be the best bus you ever get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then the sky starts to get dark as it is getting late. You panic and jump immediately inside the next bus. It is not until much later that you found out that you had boarded the wrong bus! So you wasted your time and money waiting for what you wanted. Even if an air-conditioned bus comes, you can't ensure that the air-conditioned bus won't break down or whether or not the air-conditioner will be too cold for you. So people... wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it wouldn't hurt to give other people a chance, right? If you find that the "bus" doesn't suit you, just press the red button and get off the bus (as simple as that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who board the bus hastily and end up being 'trapped' in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey, who said life is fair??? The best thing to do is be observant and open while you scrutinize the bus. If it doesn't suit you, get off. But you must always have an extra something which you could use for the next bus that comes. But wait... I'm sure you've had this experience before. You saw a bus coming (the bus you want, of course), you flagged it but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed past you! It just wasn't meant for you! The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus you want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it a chance depends totally on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you haven't made a choice, WALK! Walking is like being out of love. The good side of it is you can still choose any bus you want... the rest who couldn't afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus they rode on. One more thing.... sometimes it's better to choose a bus you are already familiar with rather than gamble with a bus that is unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn't be complete without the risks involved. But there's one bus that I forgot to tell you about - the bus that you don't have to wait for. It will just stop on its own and will ask you to come inside and take a free ride for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, has your bus arrived yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those at the bus stop, are you still waiting for the 'perfect' bus? Well, of course it would be nice to get on one but then again, does such buses exists in the first place? Can't decide to gamble on unfamiliar bus or take the one you are already familiar with? Good thing about the one you are familiar with is that at least you know where the bus is heading but risking on missing out the one you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those on the bus, are you on the one that brings you to your desired destination? Yes, I congratulate you, you have found the ride of your life. No, press the red button and get off before reaching the point where getting off means jumping off the bus and landed yourself in the hospital bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I am waiting for the cab... hahaha...  just kidding especially when the cab fare went up again. Actually I am more of a MRT person. I take the train more than buses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-4302199601058756008?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/4302199601058756008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=4302199601058756008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4302199601058756008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4302199601058756008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-is-like-waiting-for-bus.html' title='Love is like waiting for a bus'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7187227963403931961</id><published>2007-12-21T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:07:33.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing but lame excuses</title><content type='html'>Manage to have a little conversation with her yesterday and it just happened that she asked about movies and of course I was right in guessing she's going for yet another movie with him. However this time round she tries to put the blame on me for being busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:16:32 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: seen any movies lately? ;p&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:17:34 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: a couple..&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:18:54 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: which ones hav u seen? *dino&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:20:09 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: 2 days in paris&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:22:07 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: how did u find it? *blink&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:22:37 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: good...good couple movie...&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:25:50 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: couple movie?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:26:11 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: good for couples to watch&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:27:27 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: PPthink well... i think a good movie can be good regardless of the audience's relationships... @hee&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:28:03 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: no lah... I mean its abt r/s so couple can learn from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gan cheong in explaining herself? 心里有鬼?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:34:29 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: gonna watch warlords tmr @V&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:34:40 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: with X? heehee&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:36:35 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: @wow so smart&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:36:42 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: think i have only 1 friend meh? ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely you got more than one friend but you just happens to love asking X out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:37:51 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: he seems to be yr regular movie buddy mah&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:02 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: but I got it right didnt i?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:17 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: u wer quite regular until u got bz wat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular? Even if its regular, it was me who initiated the movies.&lt;br /&gt;2 Nov - game plan&lt;br /&gt;9 Nov - maybe the Thai one&lt;br /&gt;16 Nov - bee movie 23 Nov - enchanted&lt;br /&gt;30 Nov - gave X a break cos she went to watch lust &amp;amp; caution with the gals&lt;br /&gt;7 Dec - she not in town&lt;br /&gt;13 Dec - 2 days in Paris&lt;br /&gt;21 Dec - the warlords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the above and he still not her movie buddy? Is one movie per week. How regular she wants to be considered a movie buddy? I don't see her having so much time for me back then where she claims that we watched movie regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when I got busy? She NEVER EVEN ASKED so how she know I busy? Just some lame excuses to get herself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:27 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: cartoon one leh&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:28 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: ahem.. since when?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she know her excuse of me being busy is lame and tried to get out by not talking about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:41 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: wahtewve&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:42 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: you are the busier one leh&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:38:48 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: rb-aiya&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:39:06 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: what cartoon one?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:39:31 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: I just got work.. school.. thats abt it.. cant be too busy I guess heehee&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:39:36 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: now school holiday :)&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:39:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: see? i don't even get the chance to become a movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:buddy...@haha"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;buddy...@haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gave her a perfect exit. She wants to be my movie buddy? Did she even think what she saying before saying it? How can she be my movie buddy when she consistently asked X out without even cross her mind that I might be keen to watch the movie too? To me the last sentence is just a lame excuse to buy herself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:40:07 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: jump to more conclusions?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:40:18 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: har?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:41:15 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: just cos we happen to like going for movies...&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:41:49 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: ?? I like going movies ar? I am movie freak hee~&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:45:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: precisely&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:45:51 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: eerrr.. dont get what u mean.. brain still sleeping I guess&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:47:05 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: yes can tell&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:47:06 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: @lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What conclusion I jumped into? That she and X are movie buddies? Since she know I am a movie freak why wasn't I the first she thought of when it comes to watching movie. Previously on 2 Days in Paris, she didn't ask me until she asked X. What this shows? Her preference is X over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:47:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: what u mean by jumping to more conclusions?&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:47:56 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: you mean u jumping to conclusion that I am busy?? OnH36&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:48:54 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: nvm&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:48:55 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: u r lost&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:50:10 PM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: yah lost.. need yr guidance heeheeto get out of jungle ;P&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:50:28 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: it's ok...&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:50:31 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: no worries&lt;br /&gt;20/Dec/07&lt;br /&gt;12:50:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me:hhmmm~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her best escape route, better than any dessert lizards escaping from prey. Simply ignore the question throw to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I hate about was being accused of things. She like to watch movie with X, fine! Don't be so pretentious as in blaming ME for not making her a movie buddy. If she is keen to watch movie with me, I don't see why ANYONE who's keen yet didn't bother to ask.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just dropped her as many friends would said. She owes yo nothing so no need to report to you who she went movie with. She is happily enjoying herself while you get miserable. I just can't stand her pretentious manners. Anyway, I stopped initiating chat or ask her out these days since she so not interested to go out with me. Slowly but surely, she will be just one of the 'hi' 'bye' friends I got. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7187227963403931961?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7187227963403931961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7187227963403931961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7187227963403931961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7187227963403931961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing-but-lame-excuses.html' title='Nothing but lame excuses'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-6388011182807008361</id><published>2007-12-06T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:05:19.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never make someone a priority if they don't even consider you as an option - Part 2</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I didn't know how one can be so pretentious. Continue from my previous blogs on about this gal that I fancy who end up going out for a few movies with my guy friend instead. It happens that she initiated a chat last night and below is our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her MSN message which suggest she watched yet another show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;10:39:25 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: you very free to watch movies these days hor..&lt;br /&gt;10:39:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: i want to watch 2 Days in Paris... Heartbreak Kid&lt;br /&gt;10:39:35 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: so fast leh.. I dont watch as many as u&lt;br /&gt;10:39:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: where got?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know I knew she watch has been watching movies with X on weekly basis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10:40:47 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: can ask u for movie reviews liao since u watch so fast..&lt;br /&gt;10:42:35 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B: not really very fast lah&lt;br /&gt;10:42:51 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: one week one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;She didn't answer my last question and at this time X logs in to MSN and she stop conversation and gone silence on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:08:06 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: do u want to watch 2 days in Paris?&lt;br /&gt;11:08:23 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: watching tmr w X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She must have asked X to watch movie and X told her "he knows we have been watching movies, can ask him along?" I have been online for so long she didn't even bothered to ask. X online for awhile only and she has confirmed watching with him already. She sure makes time for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;11:09:36 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: wwwooo.. heehee&lt;br /&gt;11:10:42 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: *blink why leh?&lt;br /&gt;11:11:04 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: dont want to spoil yr date lah.. u guys enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;11:16:05 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;11:16:08 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: wLost&lt;br /&gt;11:18:26 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B: aiya...just a movie??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Still trying to act blur? And why the question mark for "just a movie" if she's trying to suggest that it's just a movie and nothing much then why a question mark instead of the usual "just a movie mah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;11:51:46 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: enjoy yr movie date and let me know if its worth watching ;)&lt;br /&gt;11:52:15 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: okie lor&lt;br /&gt;11:52:24 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: u can find out for yourself you know... ;p&lt;br /&gt;11:52:34 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: quick b4 i confirm the tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember she said before that I always so gan cheong to book movie tickets and now she is booking tickets once she confirms her date with X. This really shows how interested she is in going out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11:52:50 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: mai lah.. he ask u out u ask me along..not nice hee~&lt;br /&gt;11:52:57 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: i asked one&lt;br /&gt;11:53:06 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: u both online mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't see her asking me for the previous 4 times she went movies with X. I believe I was not offline then as those who knows me knows that I online for more than 8 hours a day when I am working. She sure don't convince me that she ask X and me just because we are online. I believe she has a much bigger contact list. Why not ask another guys (she more keen on guys than gals) online? This also confirmed X claim of her initiating for the previous movies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:53:41 PM&lt;br /&gt;B: how? rb-tap&lt;br /&gt;11:53:53 PM&lt;br /&gt;Me: mai lah. u 2 go enjoy..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I log off before she replies and I know she won't bothered to reply. I am not so dumb as to be her 'smoke screen' in her interest and date with X. Basically, she is just such a disappointment. Why so pretentious? Why only ask if I want to watch the movie AFTER she found out I knows about her dates with X and so eagerly books ticket for the movie with X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend suggests that she is someone who like to cast a little spell on guys and keeps them in her disposal. When she feels that her charm is losing its power she will bait them a bit so as to continue keeping them there. She even suggest that I should put news out that I am interested in someone so as to attract her interest back. But knowing how I fair in her list of guys, I doubt she will even be bothered. I think ONLY thing she fear is that she won't get to know more guys through me IF she were to loss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have seen and hear enough to put an end to it. I am going to ignore her from now on. I would even encourage X to go after her since she already showing such obvious interest in X.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-6388011182807008361?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/6388011182807008361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=6388011182807008361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/6388011182807008361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/6388011182807008361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/12/never-make-someone-priority-if-they.html' title='Never make someone a priority if they don&apos;t even consider you as an option - Part 2'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7406755393087572671</id><published>2007-12-05T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:07:24.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't know it can be so heartless and cruel</title><content type='html'>Company DBA was asked to leave yesterday... immediately and right at the client's site. Yes, he did made some mistakes and his head was on the chopping block but I did not expect him to leave so suddenly and right at the client's site. I would expect him to be called back to office, asked to return pass and laptop before leaving and passing everything to us and just walk out. The boss sent email out asking us not to send him anything and ban him from coming to the client premises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company can be so heartless and cruel then again, What do you expect from a company where the CEO left after just 3 years (some suspect she was ASKED to leave)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7406755393087572671?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7406755393087572671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7406755393087572671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7406755393087572671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7406755393087572671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/12/didnt-know-it-can-be-so-heartless-and.html' title='Didn&apos;t know it can be so heartless and cruel'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-3779554343935059450</id><published>2007-11-28T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:34:52.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never make someone a priority if they don't even consider you an option</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In continuation to my previous blog on how disappointed I was with some people's reactions. True to my guess, she indeed went for not one, not two but as many as three or four movies with the friend she got to know through me. I got a confirmation to my instints from the horses mouth. Below is the part of the conversation. Names have been taken off to protect the identity but I assure you I did not change the contents of the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: she asked u out for movie or u ask her out hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;X: she ask lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;X: i also dun mind goin for movie with her mah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She asked him out and it didn't cross her mind that how about asking me along? Since we all know each other, it's not difficult to say "Can I ask xx along?" Perhaps she wants him all to herself since she initiated the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: for game plan n enchanted also she jio ar?&lt;br /&gt;X: wah game plan, oh yar hor.. i watched it with her..haha&lt;br /&gt;X: yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One movie perhaps by chance he's free but so many other movies? Isn't this an obvious sign she's interested in him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;X: haiyah, sometimes we watch show by chance wan,,never really plan..&lt;br /&gt;Me: bee movie too?&lt;br /&gt;X: meet up for dinner then end up watching movie..hahah&lt;br /&gt;X: how come u know we watched all these shows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not only movies but also date him for dinners too? It's not about whether plan for movies or dinners, its who making the first move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: at least she iniciates the dinners n movies ;)&lt;br /&gt;X: hmm, well, like the most recent wan, she did say she was free.. so i asked whether she wanted to join them for karaoke..&lt;br /&gt;X: she didn't want to and suggested movie instead..&lt;br /&gt;X: so.. ain't exactly considered as she initiates movies.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Me: she tells u she's free means she wants to ask u out lah.. /faint ...or rather she wants to date u lah hee~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So she so keen to tell him she's free and attend his dates and gave alternative when the program he is attending does not suit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X: u can ask her out also mah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: she's always bz...thats the response I get :) see the diff ;P&lt;br /&gt;X: issit?&lt;br /&gt;Me: stop asking after awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X: well, try to catch her at days when u know shes definitely free lar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: more than a year is enough liao..&lt;br /&gt;X: wow..&lt;br /&gt;Me: I got no idea when's her free days....to me she's always busy.. or perhaps busy to me ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X: hmm, but she's the sort that would make time wan lei..&lt;br /&gt;X: or tats wat i feel..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: to u only my friend hee~&lt;br /&gt;X: haha, hmm, u haven't tried asking her out recently have u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: not interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See, she makes time for him. He just don't get the fact that I always got the "Sorry busy" rather than the "Yes, I'm free" that he got, isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I jealous? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Was I upset? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Was I disappointed? Likely.&lt;br /&gt;Was I pissed? YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I pissed? Simple, if you really feel pai seh about getting treats from me, won't you try to return the favour? Besides, I am not looking for free movies or dinner, it's the thought that counts. I am most willing to pay for everything WITHOUT any forms of returns. &lt;strong&gt;I know for the longest time possible that I am not in her priority list but I never know the fact that I wasn't even on her ANY list.&lt;/strong&gt; From the above incident, it clearly shows that she rather sits at home and bored to death or date other guys than checking if I am available. Ignorance is sometimes a bliss compare to the harsh reality. At least I know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mutual friend who knows about my liking for her suggests that perhaps she's putting me down the order list for fear that she might mislead me into thinking that she likes me. OH PLEASE! Do I look like someone who will start stalking and bugging people over a dinner or movie? As I mentioned, for the longest time, I already know she's not interested in me. What pissed me off was her pretentious attitude towards me. Don't come telling me you feel bad making me treat when you actually don't feel so. I hate hypocrites, I prefer you come clean with me, I can take punches but not stabs from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never make someone a priority if they don't even consider you an option." I have learn the true meaning of this phrase the painful way. For putting her on my priority list, I have indirectly hurt others whom deserve more attention from me than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S. If you want to shit, please shit far away. Don't shit in my garden, I will sure to smell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-3779554343935059450?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/3779554343935059450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=3779554343935059450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3779554343935059450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3779554343935059450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/11/never-make-someone-priority-if-they.html' title='Never make someone a priority if they don&apos;t even consider you an option'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-4512329938153979389</id><published>2007-11-26T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:20:23.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just don't get it.</title><content type='html'>I don't mind paying for movies and dinner for gals especially if she's someone I fancy but I don't have a money printing machine at home to print money so I can't possible pay every single time. However if the other party is not working or broke or some valid reasons then I don't mind paying since if we don't meet so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Story time:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid movie and food for someone and she felt bad about it so I said, next round on you. I don't keep a little black book on how many times I treat or how much I paid for as I really don't expect a payback even though I said "next round on you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I realised that some people just don't meant what they said. Though not expecting a pay back but at least an attempt to ask me out shows that you want to pay back and I might even pay for this time round again without wanting a pay back as usual. Perhaps I was hoping too much but how can you tell me you are busy yet the movies you have watched are more recent than the ones I have seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This not only shows that I am not on your priority list but I am not even in the consideration list. She rather ask anyone else out then to ask me out in an attempt to pay back my treat. She can say its the other party dated her. Fine. If you are so free to go for that date, why not attempt to ask me out is my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are doing that to me, what makes you think that I will want to company you for a movie I have watched? or get you stuffs you wanted? You have clearly showed me how insignificant I am so do expect me to return the favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many cases ignorance is seen as a pleasant alternative to harsh reality. I rather not know she has watch many other movies with friends she got to know through me. This is like a double punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, some people are just not worthy of my time and effort and do expect you to be off my list very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-4512329938153979389?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/4512329938153979389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=4512329938153979389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4512329938153979389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4512329938153979389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I just don&apos;t get it.'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-5587099186024936062</id><published>2007-11-22T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:56:58.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Multiply being vandalized by a asshole 4</title><content type='html'>For some unknown reason, a user of Multiply name asshole 4 posted some weird replies to my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0To3ConDiI/AAAAAAAAABM/UB_lTw9IrT4/s1600-h/ass+choices.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135485507406859810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0To3ConDiI/AAAAAAAAABM/UB_lTw9IrT4/s200/ass+choices.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First was the reply to my blog about choices (its about having the option to choose) and her reply is "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Indecision is the most selfish decision. think twice with your brains before doing anything..and if you dun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haf&lt;/span&gt; any, use your kneecaps.&lt;/span&gt;" - this tells me that this fellow is a local Chinese and not someone from USA as she claims to be because there a show or something that goes "用膝盖想都知道。" saying being used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0Tq-SonDjI/AAAAAAAAABU/_0_tMuzyIGM/s1600-h/ass+ABCDEFG.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135487830984166962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0Tq-SonDjI/AAAAAAAAABU/_0_tMuzyIGM/s200/ass+ABCDEFG.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she move on to reply on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ABCDEFG&lt;/span&gt; blog (its a tee-shirt with this print on it 'A Boy Can Do Everything For Girl') with "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YOU DUN EVEN DO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ABCDEFG&lt;/span&gt; IN THE FIRST PLACE&lt;/span&gt;" - this tells me that her reply is targeted at me and very angry since its all in caps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0Ts1yonDkI/AAAAAAAAABc/hD8ZOILplYk/s1600-h/ass+mature.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135489883978534466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0Ts1yonDkI/AAAAAAAAABc/hD8ZOILplYk/s200/ass+mature.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last one is the worse. She even deleted her initial post. "oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yess&lt;/span&gt;...we should REALLY stop caring for assholes...and LOOK WHO'S TALKING!!!! i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; knew assholes could blog too." - this shows that I am her target and she's calling me an asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0Tt3yonDlI/AAAAAAAAABk/DLUnHDe3EEI/s1600-h/ass+invite.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135491017849900626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0Tt3yonDlI/AAAAAAAAABk/DLUnHDe3EEI/s200/ass+invite.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best part, she even invites me to add her as a life partner. - this somehow tells me that she is angry with me over some relationship issues but I didn't reject someones marriage proposal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously someone created an account just to vent her anger on me. It is also obvious that this person is somehow linked to someone I know since she dare not use her real identity and claims to be from USA. So what if I am a flirt? So what if I am an asshole. I don't expect to everyone to like me just as I don't expect me to like everyone. It's interesting to get such replies, triggers my Sherlock Homes mood to find out who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I am a flirt I agreed but I don't mean any harm to anyone. I know sometimes I might mislead girls but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; me. I am always nice to the fairer gender. What's wrong for being nicer to them? If the person got hurt because I don't reciprocate her feelings, what can I do? I am NOT ready to settle down and I am definitely NOT looking forward to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I just changed the security settings of the blogs to private and limits to my contacts only so that if some ass hole 5 where to post again, I can trace back to who this ass hole is linked to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-5587099186024936062?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/5587099186024936062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=5587099186024936062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5587099186024936062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5587099186024936062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-multiply-being-vandalized-by-asshole.html' title='My Multiply being vandalized by a asshole 4'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/R0To3ConDiI/AAAAAAAAABM/UB_lTw9IrT4/s72-c/ass+choices.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-1498166643135231640</id><published>2007-10-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:27:57.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some 'friends' are just not worth keeping</title><content type='html'>Sigh... hate to make the above statement because I always treat friends very well. Doing whatever I can when they are in need of help. Spending time with them whenever I can. However like all things, there is always a limit. When the that limit is reach, don't blame me for taking the appropreate reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Story time:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 female friends C &amp;amp; J. J got to know C not too long ago. J mentioned something personal to C and C being her, talks about it over a clubbing session where J wasn't present.&lt;br /&gt;Out of goodwill and perhaps seeing J might not know C that well, I told J that C sometimes accidentally talks about things she shouldn't have when she's high or when not specifically told NOT to tell. Guess what? J confronted J. J calls me and question me when I talks about what was mentioned in the pub.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing was, C still asked me out for drinks and guess what J did? stopped talking to me and C. What the hell? What have I don't to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was being kah poh. Should have just let J go tell C all her juicy news and I get an update from C (as if I am interested)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be forgiving but if by having a friend that ends up gettng myself in trouble with others, I rather not have that friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-1498166643135231640?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/1498166643135231640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=1498166643135231640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1498166643135231640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1498166643135231640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-friends-are-just-not-worth-keeping.html' title='Some &apos;friends&apos; are just not worth keeping'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-1288832625293354061</id><published>2007-09-02T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:32:11.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update time</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since I last updated this blog site. Well, I am kind of busy (physically and mentally) but definitely not because I have nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I have time to sit down, convert my thoughts to words, this is what you will get for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-1288832625293354061?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/1288832625293354061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=1288832625293354061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1288832625293354061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1288832625293354061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-time.html' title='Update time'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-1421530354482802246</id><published>2007-06-24T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T19:51:55.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, real or pretentious?</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine met with an accident recently, waiting to find out more about her condition in the A&amp;E makes me sick. It's really painful not knowing anything. The news can be good, can be bad. Looking at her with her face swollen and with machines hooked to her and helping her to breathe makes my hands cold as ice. Seeing her MSN still on with "out to lunch" (she was knocked by a SBS bus during lunch time) status makes my stomach turn.&lt;br /&gt;This accident kind of reminded me how fragile life is. I still got the sms from her couple of days back requesting us to keep 7th July free to celebrate her birthday, now she lie motionless in the ICU ward. She's well like by her friends, lots of them showed up when they got the news of her accident, all eager to know the latest progress of her injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends can be here a moment and gone the next, not only in situations like these but also when disputes, quarrels, misunderstandings, even a simple miscommunication or a simple hurtful word can end a friendship. I am not good with acting, if I am not happy, its shown very obviously. I preferred it that way. I can't sweet talk you but in actual fact feels the other.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I have found a 'soul mate' who she claims that she felt that way too. However, her actions completely do not suggest that. When I told her about it, she came up with 1001 excuses. I am not a demanding friend, if you don't have time for me, I completely understands, no need to pretend like you care (I seriously don't need that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recently said "we don't seems to be able to get back to what we used to be" how can that be possible? You showed how much I am valued to you, how do you expect me to give you the same treatment like before when I thought I got much higher value?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's time I start clearing my contact list. Who knows it might help me save quite a bit on weddings, birthdays, child births etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-1421530354482802246?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/1421530354482802246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=1421530354482802246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1421530354482802246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1421530354482802246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/06/friends.html' title='Friends, real or pretentious?'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-1704527252470061680</id><published>2007-06-23T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:41:10.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons what I like about dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/Rnyj6qC_xNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wOSi3s-CiS8/s1600-h/dawn_27_july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079114707881673938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/Rnyj6qC_xNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wOSi3s-CiS8/s200/dawn_27_july.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having transferred to another department at work recently, puts me on shift duties which requires me to start work at 7am. Meaning I am out of the house by 6.30am. Being a morning person, starting work as early as 7am is not an issue. Besides, I prefer dawn to dusk. Seeing the sky slowly brightens up, makes me feel good. On dive trips, I would wake up early (also to avoid toilet queue ), sits outside the resort room or on the sun desk of the dive boat (Live On-Board trips) to watch the sun paints the pitch black sky blue.&lt;br /&gt;Some reasons why I prefer dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D -&lt;/strong&gt; Daylight. Seeing the bluish orange coloured sky when the sun starts to peep over the horizon, gives me refreshing feeling. It also marks the beginning of a new day, a new start. Even if it's not a brand new start, you get to continue from a new starting point of what you have not completed the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A -&lt;/strong&gt; Air. The air is fresher in the morning before the pollution sets in for the day. Fresh air perks me up. With lesser greens and more buildings and cars (even Formula one is coming) having a breath of fresh air in Singapore is getting harder. The morning air is my 'coffee' these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W -&lt;/strong&gt; Weather. It's always cooler in the morning as there is not blazing sun to scorch your skin. Being a person that perspires quite a bit, I welcome a cooling morning breeze anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N -&lt;/strong&gt; Noise level. With lesser crowd means lesser noise. I can't stand a crowded public transport packed with tons of people talking like they are all deaf. On a morning train, not only do I get seats, I get to snooze peacefully with the occasional disturbance of some deaf trying out their mp3 players. I get to watch those half asleep passengers rocking from side to side in their seats too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-1704527252470061680?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/1704527252470061680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=1704527252470061680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1704527252470061680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/1704527252470061680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/06/reasons-what-i-like-about-dawn.html' title='Reasons what I like about dawn'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/Rnyj6qC_xNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wOSi3s-CiS8/s72-c/dawn_27_july.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7567126737280472955</id><published>2007-06-23T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:21:14.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>没希望就没失望</title><content type='html'>最经常有以上的词句出现。我在想，人的一生有可能完全没希望吗？从小开始就会对所做的事存有希望。比如说，考试就希望有好成绩，有好成绩就希望能得到父母的奖赏或可以成功的升上所向往的学府。到了求职时期就会希望能得到一份月新高，有挑战性又喜爱的职业。恋爱时又会希望能找到的一位能长相思守的好伴侣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总而来说，人的一生不可能毫无希望，有希望就会有失望，差别在于失望的程度和如何对待此失望。有些人能潇洒面对，有些人可能会对此失望而感到悲伤。&lt;br /&gt;无论如何，日子总是要过，失望过后就期待另一个希望吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7567126737280472955?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7567126737280472955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7567126737280472955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7567126737280472955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7567126737280472955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='没希望就没失望'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-4284397262039816383</id><published>2007-06-18T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:05:15.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being LAST fiddle</title><content type='html'>Recent events make me wonder how important some 'friends' place me on their friend's list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1: A friend came suggest birthday dinner with another friend. I contacted the birthday gal asking if she's keen to go out for dinner. She decline giving the reason of wanting to avoid the crowd on Friday night and it's worse with GSS on. However, on the next day, I got a msn message saying she went out and had a great time with the girl who suggested dinner in the first place. Of course I wasn't informed at all about the meeting. If you have not intention to go out with me, just tell me you don't want to go out. If you change your mind about it then don't come telling me how great a time you had without me. Doing so only show how much you enjoyed WITHOUT my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2: Someone suggest watching a certain movie, thinking it's to be watch together, I didn't proceed in making my own arrangements for that particular movie. After sometime, I suggest watching it but the replied I got wasn't kind. She got a free ticket for the movie and going for it. I have nothing against her going for the free movie but at least have the basic courtesy in informing me about it once she decides to go for the free movie so that I can make my plans to watch it with others rather then waiting and to be disappointed. Perhaps it was my fault to assumed that we are to watch the movie together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 3: Someone asked me go clubbing. She said she will join me after her karaoke session. When I got to our supposed meeting place, the queue was horrendous. I informed her that I will be changing place and keep her posted. When I got to the new place, she asked tons of questions like what music, what crowd etc etc However, in the end she sms and say she's at another place with other friends. If you have NO intention to go clubbing with me, please do not put me on a wild goose chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder how others prioritized such events. Do you say YES only to friends who are more important to you or whoever approach you first? I know not all friends are of the same or equal and they do have their other commitments. I'm even okay being the least important person on your friend's list or the last choice but I rather be rejected then to be put on hold. I can take rejections graceful but I can't stand putting my time aside for YOU only to find out I was the last spare in case all other plans of yours failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-4284397262039816383?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/4284397262039816383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=4284397262039816383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4284397262039816383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4284397262039816383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/06/being-last-fiddle.html' title='Being LAST fiddle'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-3563696515909728889</id><published>2007-06-01T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:11:39.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is only so much I can do</title><content type='html'>A follow up on the 'Divorce' topic. As I post the topic on Saturday, that friend of mine has moved in with her husband to their new house. She said "Everything is fine now, I'm with him".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say only to wish her all the best but somehow I can't help but having reservation on how well she would be. To me, once a wife beater, always a wife beater be it a pinch or slap. Well, she made her choice, there's only so much I can do for her. I just hope I no need to go listen to her again in the middle of the night or visiting her in hospital (worse case scenario) for injuries inflicted by her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals who are reading this might like to enlighten me on why some gals, regardless how badly she was being treated by their boyfriends or husbands, sticks with them or kept going back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to learn that D was treated badly by her last boyfriend. They had a fight, she said she going home and he reply was "I not sending you". This is 2am in the morning at his place. I don't think I would want her to go wait for cab by the road in the middle of the night even though Singapore is safe at night. Despite that, she still sms him the next morning asking him out for movie only to be ignored. She called him and he just rejected her flat. I don't see myself ignoring my girlfriend if she makes an effort to make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me that I don't treat gals that I like (regardless romantically or not) this way. If you like someone, you shouldn't you make them happy? Of course, there might be occasions where there might be some conflicts but it should be sorted out quick and not strain the good relationship you shared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-3563696515909728889?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/3563696515909728889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=3563696515909728889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3563696515909728889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/3563696515909728889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-is-only-so-much-i-can-do.html' title='There is only so much I can do'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-70131264916477412</id><published>2007-05-26T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:23:48.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divorce</title><content type='html'>sigh.. marriages are weak these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday yet another female friend called me and asked for a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a really sweet and nice girl whom I might have gone after if I got to know her earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is thinking of ending her one year marriage. Reason, her husband hit her a few times when he got angry and quarrel with her. He is 3 years her junior and works as a Cisco guard. He even ask her for money at times. She said besides hitting her, he parties till the next morning when she allows him to go on his own. He didn't even bothered sms or call her. He complain that she controls him too much when she asked where did he go. Funny thing is, up to this stage she still don't want to bother her family or letting them know that he actually hit her. She has been keeping mum about it for a year. Told her she cannot face it alone, need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She regret getting into this marriage too hastily. Why people get married because IT's TIME. Since when marriage has a time frame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to comfort her. I only gave her another perspective of a man's view. She has to make her own decisions and face what comes after that. I wish her well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-70131264916477412?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/70131264916477412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=70131264916477412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/70131264916477412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/70131264916477412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/05/divorce.html' title='Divorce'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-6787740551100843501</id><published>2007-05-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:05:21.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAK!</title><content type='html'>I am really weaker these days. Financially... Pysically... Mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall victim to flu easily and takes longer time to recover. I remember I used to be strong enough not to take any medication but a night of axe oil sniffing and plenty of water will beat the flu bug. Recently, this trick don't seems to work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder am I getting older and the immune system age with me :( or was it the freaky weather and the new working environment of frequent visit to the freezing server room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overspending seems to be a common habit these days. I don't know what I spent on? I only know I paid for my August Bali air ticket and I ended up with an outstanding credit card bill. Luckily there's someone willing to help me out. Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mentally weak... not able to focus... not being my 'happy go lucky' old self and yet I don't know what's wrong. Mid life crisis? so soon? :o  or was it the exam pressure that building up within me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, I hope I can be stronger in the 3 areas mentioned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-6787740551100843501?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/6787740551100843501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=6787740551100843501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/6787740551100843501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/6787740551100843501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/05/weak.html' title='WEAK!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-8280015262641538665</id><published>2007-05-12T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:38:48.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange thought</title><content type='html'>I have this strange thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day I gone 'missing'. No reply to sms, emails or phone calls, which friend of mine will be the first to realise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what extend will they go to find me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-8280015262641538665?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/8280015262641538665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=8280015262641538665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8280015262641538665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8280015262641538665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/05/strange-thought.html' title='Strange thought'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-8416475552772294662</id><published>2007-05-06T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:53:36.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag paint (pain) ball</title><content type='html'>Played my very first paint ball game today. I didn't know it can be so physically demanding, thinking the toughest part should be bearing the pain inflicted by the paint balls hitting your body. I was lucky to be hit only 5 times, 3 of which were not painful unlike the other 2 that landed on my inner thigh. OUCH~ In order not to scare those reading this, I shall not post the picture of the bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel organised this game. It was fun but kind of expensive ($75 per person). Hopefully, someone organise it again so that I get to go fire some 'pain' on someone else heehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-8416475552772294662?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/8416475552772294662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=8416475552772294662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8416475552772294662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8416475552772294662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/05/tag-paint-pain-ball.html' title='Tag paint (pain) ball'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-4286617977405404123</id><published>2007-05-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:25:34.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed, Disappointing, Disappointments</title><content type='html'>I must say that my mood hasn't been good these days though I might not be showing it. Has been awhile and finally decides to blog about it. Reason for such having such foul mood has to do with certain issues with so call friends recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know very well that friends are friends. Not possible for them to commit their time to you solely. I won't even demand my girlfriend (if I have) to commit her time to me. However, I don't like to be at the bottom of the list of friends of my friend's list, meaning I will only be contacted when the rest of the people on his/her list are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come telling me how good I am, how much you miss me when you don't even bother to say 'hi'. Don't come and 'hi' me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; when you are bored, no one to talk to or needs my help. I seriously don't need that. I got better persons to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;Even friendship needs some effort to maintain. I don't demand much and can be maintain easily. A simple 'hey, how's life?' would be a clear indication to me that you still care. Actions speaks louder than words. I don't need pretentious sorry or stories. If you are true to your words, I will see the results. Bottom line,  I don't like to be humoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be a really nice friend or a nasty one. YOU decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-4286617977405404123?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/4286617977405404123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=4286617977405404123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4286617977405404123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/4286617977405404123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/05/disappointed-disappointing.html' title='Disappointed, Disappointing, Disappointments'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7431240597395234853</id><published>2007-04-08T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:29:36.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearing Act</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm not a very orderly person but usually I kept my stuffs at home properly,  knowing where to get them when I need them with the exception of occasional  relapses of goldfish memory but in the end I still be able obtain the items I  need around the house. However two of my items vapourised into thin air  recently.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" style="width: 68px; height: 88px;" src="http://images.ericloh25.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RhiRXgoKCsAAAGFb9cc1/ks8541.jpg?et=9jmlTaZXTICXqdniexW6EQ" border="0" height="83" width="52" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First my letter opener. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I usually don't rip open my letters, don't ask me why  but I just &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on't like the idea of ripping open letters, even more so for cards.  Though at times I wish I can ripped those printed with "payment due date". &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt; As such I had this  letter opener which sits quietly in the pen holder next to the telephone,  waiting for me to call upon to perform its duty of allowing me access to the  contents of my letters. It has gone missing since Chinese New Year &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt; without a trace. Search  all possible 'hiding' places to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" style="width: 69px; height: 95px;" src="http://images.ericloh25.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RhiYTgoKCsAAACzuwts1/bowska1.jpg?et=a0FnmLdhy0qKEWWDyGbR0w" border="0" height="142" width="62" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next is the sling for my  blades. I remember using it recently when I went blading along the &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;park connector near my place, remember carrying my  blades back with the sling which means the sling got back home.The blades and  sling are kept in the store room together. However, last week I can only find  the blades and not the sling. Combed the entered store room this morning,  falling short of bring everything out from it. Nothing found, I double checked,  triple checked still no sling found &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Things disappearing from right under my nose just irks me. If I want to see  some disappearing act, I rather watch David Copperfield doing it. Looks like I  have to find replacement of these two items.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7431240597395234853?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7431240597395234853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7431240597395234853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7431240597395234853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7431240597395234853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/04/disappearing-act.html' title='Disappearing Act'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7322857500161099420</id><published>2007-03-25T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T17:48:58.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>Last night went for drinks with some forum friends and one of them brought along a male friend. I can't help but laughed at the actions by this person. When I got there, he was sitting beside the friend who brought him there, quiet, not involved in the conversation AT ALL. Watching soccer on the television, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;, sipping his half pint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kilkenny&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't take much of a notice of him as I don't usually go around introducing myself and start talking away, besides I was well entertained with the people at my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the night would go on like this until a female shows up. Immediately, he springs into life. Saw him introducing himself and moved his chair across so as to chat with her. We were wondering was he really such a good talker or the gal was just being kind not to get herself out of the conversation with him. Soon numbers were exchanged. (I bet my last dollar that he calls her today) Then when the female leaves, he leaves too, leaving his friend who brought him. He don't even bother saying bye to the rest of us. At least the female did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such desperation shown by that guy. I mean like one friend mentioned "guys will be guys" we are attracted to the opposite sex but he don't have to make it so obvious right? Complete different behaviour with the appearance of a female. I wonder what happens if the female &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; show up? He go bang a wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told tare that good thing I met up with her half way and went to the place together else she might just be the one he 'attacks'. She said he won't be so 'lucky' with her if he tried. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7322857500161099420?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7322857500161099420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7322857500161099420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7322857500161099420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7322857500161099420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/03/desperation.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-8545922463863003802</id><published>2007-03-16T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:55:08.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAK</title><content type='html'>This is the best word to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; me. I feel so weak recently :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physically &lt;/span&gt;- kept fall victim to sore throats which developed into cough (I hate cough as it disturbs my beauty sleep) and now the nose joins in the fun by developing flu. Headache was then invited by flu to join inthe party of torturing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mentally &lt;/span&gt;- always failed to concentrate on what I planned to do. Failed to study. Failed to stop thinking so much about someone/something. Failed to process issues in a more logical manner. Failed to prioritise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emotionally &lt;/span&gt;- this weakling heart of mine often goes against the mind. When the mind says stop wasting time, the heart skips a beat and overwrites the mind. Can't blame the heart when you have a weak mind. I believe soon it would be strengthen and I will be back to my carefree, couldn't be bothered, old self again. (I'm Mr Ice Man who gave people a sense of having a wall around me and not open up enough, not even to someone I fancy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Financially &lt;/span&gt;- this has always been my weakest link. Never managed to keep the money in the bank but somehow I can still survive. Just found out that the government is coming to my aid again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NSS&lt;/span&gt; crediting to my account in April.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I can be stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-8545922463863003802?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/8545922463863003802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=8545922463863003802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8545922463863003802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/8545922463863003802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/03/weak.html' title='WEAK'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-2485917339234550071</id><published>2007-03-10T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:32:03.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Expression Of Love Is Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The importance of things can be measured by how much time we are willing to invest in them. The more time you give to something, the more you reveal its importance and value to you. If you want to know a person's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;priorities&lt;/span&gt;, just look at how they use their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is your most precious gift because you only have a set amount of it. You can make more money but you can't make more time. When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back. Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give someone is your time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ From The Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the above passage from a friend's blog in multiply. After reading it, found that it's very meaningful and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is part of your life, isn't it true that only those you classified as important then would you want to take a portion of your 'life' to say 'Hi', to keep in touch, to give priority to?&lt;br /&gt;For those not important, you will come up with reasons and excuses just to excuse yourself for spending part of your 'life' with for as the passage suggested, once you gave someone your time, you will never get it back. Therefore the more time you spent with someone, the more important the person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this does not restrict just to people, it also applicable to something you do. What you spend time on doing suggests that the particular thing you are doing is important to you or you enjoy doing it and won't mind parting some of your 'life' doing it. Therefore the more time you spent doing something, the more important that particular thing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are you spending your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-2485917339234550071?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/2485917339234550071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=2485917339234550071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/2485917339234550071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/2485917339234550071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/03/best-expression-of-love-is-time.html' title='The Best Expression Of Love Is Time'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-7447305517684544092</id><published>2007-03-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:59:55.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Teochew</title><content type='html'>Today I took a day off not solely because I have an assignment due at 2359 today but it's my grandmother's death anniversary. I actually don't know how long she has been gone. If memory serves me right, should be 20 over years already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二姑，三姑，四姑，小姑 came. While having lunch with them, the usual question pops up again. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; xi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chai&lt;/span&gt; ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jiu&lt;/span&gt;?" (trying to make it in the tone of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Teochew&lt;/span&gt; and I don't think I need to translate this to tell you what they asked) I tried answering back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Teochew&lt;/span&gt; but FAILED. The 姑姑 said I need to brush up my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Teochew&lt;/span&gt; :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.... not surprising to me. Have been trying to speak but who to practise with because even my dad is just a passing case when comes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Teochew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do sometimes envy those with grandparents, not only they get to learn a language but also another person to be doted by. I remember my mum telling me that my grandmother loves me very much and when young I love half boiled eggs. Grandma will make sure that I get my daily dose :P and when she's gone, mum said I cried and say "no more eggs to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... guess I have to find another way to work on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Teochew&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-7447305517684544092?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/7447305517684544092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=7447305517684544092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7447305517684544092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/7447305517684544092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-teochew.html' title='I am Teochew'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-747350917242711299</id><published>2007-03-06T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:01:55.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a balance of holding on and letting go</title><content type='html'>Got the above message from a friend. Initially it appeal to me as a romance message of holding to someone you fancy or letting him or her go. When I take a second look at it, it dawn upon me that it can indeed be used for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life in&lt;/span&gt; general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to your job or letting it go. You are going nowhere as it has become a routine but you love your work, your colleague and your boss loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to your old school books or letting it go. Was it taking up too much space or you can spare the space for the sentimental values attached to it. The little drawings or thoughts scribbled on certain pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to your group of friends or letting them go. Wasn't asking you to isolate yourself but how many so call friends are indeed friends? Are you selective or take whoever comes by and say 'Hi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to your hobbies or letting it go. Sometime you enjoyed, sometime that takes your mind of your stressful work, family or love life. If in the reverse, its taking too much of your time and money then should you let it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things in life which is indeed a choice between holding on to or letting it go. You need to strike a balance in your choice of holding on to and letting go. Too much of anything is no good. Life without anything is also no good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-747350917242711299?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/747350917242711299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=747350917242711299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/747350917242711299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/747350917242711299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-balance-of-holding-on-and.html' title='Life is a balance of holding on and letting go'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-6902834344385480212</id><published>2007-02-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:50:25.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks of some Singaporean gals</title><content type='html'>As I was on my way home on my usual mrt last Friday, I was looking at this particular gal opposite my seat. She has that girl next door look. Typical gal who goes to Junior College, to NTU to get her accountancy degree then a job at one of the accounting firms. Marries her fellow NTU accountancy school mate and bought a condominum together and works their lives paying off the housing loan. When her biological clock ticks to a particular time, she has her first child and she puts her child through the same cycle she came by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life of typical Singaporean gal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-6902834344385480212?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/6902834344385480212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=6902834344385480212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/6902834344385480212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/6902834344385480212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/02/looks-of-some-singaporean-gals.html' title='Looks of some Singaporean gals'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-5880692500804431056</id><published>2007-02-19T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:06:21.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year / My 32nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>It's Chinese New Year again, the only difference this year was, it happens to  be my 32nd birthday as well. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had an early birthday celebration organised by my dear dive buddy, Irene. We had a small gathering at her place which will be vacant in May this year. Had lot's of vodka made 'desserts' like vodka marinated lychee, vodka soaked water melons and jelly shots. Irene made some noodles and mushroom soup on top of the food we got from My Choice and a soya sauce chicken from Boon Tong Kee. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ericloh25.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RdhbCQoKCsAAADOyego1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" style="width: 172px; height: 128px;" src="http://images.ericloh25.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RdhbCQoKCsAAADOyego1/P1020453.JPG?et=rMSjZQ2KTcXKwn%2CJXC%2CzcA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/Rdlb5g3h-sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UdWTkUGAq5w/s1600-h/P1020466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/Rdlb5g3h-sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UdWTkUGAq5w/s200/P1020466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033155102196759234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the heavenly  carrot cake Dawn ordered for this old rabbit &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Pictures for that night can be found in&lt;a href="http://irenenevada.multiply.com/photos/album/83"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Irene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://agungpamudji.multiply.com/photos/album/4"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Agung's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; multiply. If you wonder why we looked so Beng  and Lian, well, that's the theme of the night. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ericloh25.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RdhcegoKCsAAAF8BhNQ1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 194px; height: 175px;" class="alignleft" src="http://images.ericloh25.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RdhcegoKCsAAAF8BhNQ1/P1020520.JPG?et=5JjVYdMx8JPaI0Tj%2B7vbpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a number birthday gifts from various people.  Love them all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BIG THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you guys who got me the gifts and taking time to come to the party. Not forgetting the numerous Happy Birthday cum Happy Chinese New Year sms I got. Appreciate that you guys remembered. I truly enjoyed myself even on the first day of Chinese New Year which is the actual day of my birthday. Managed to steal a birthday hug from someone special. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png" /&gt; Not forgetting it's "Happy Birthday Daddy" too &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;恭祝大家，猪年行好运，天天都快乐！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-5880692500804431056?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/5880692500804431056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=5880692500804431056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5880692500804431056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5880692500804431056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-my-32nd-birthday.html' title='Chinese New Year / My 32nd Birthday'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/Rdlb5g3h-sI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UdWTkUGAq5w/s72-c/P1020466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-5174795610634491492</id><published>2007-02-14T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T16:08:57.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's like any other day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If I have a special someone, everyday will be Valentine's Day, I don't need a  specific date to be especially nice to my partner. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, till that special someone appears, I never know how I fair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-5174795610634491492?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/5174795610634491492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=5174795610634491492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5174795610634491492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/5174795610634491492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-valentines-day.html' title='My Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-228154056633756594</id><published>2007-02-10T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T11:59:31.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>搞笑的12星座宝贝</title><content type='html'>工作烦闷，找来此搞笑星座，搏君一笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白羊座妈妈经常叮嘱羊羊："穿裙子时不可以荡秋千；不然，会被小男生看到里面的小内裤哦！"有一天，羊羊高兴地对妈妈说："今天我和小明比赛荡秋千，我赢了！"妈妈生气地说："不是告诉过你吗？穿裙子时不要荡秋千！"羊羊骄傲地说："可是我好聪明哦！我把里面的小内裤脱掉了，这样他就看不到我的小内裤了！"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（勇敢直率、敢做敢为的白羊）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;金牛座卖瓜小贩："快来吃西瓜，不甜不要钱！"饥渴的牛牛："哇！太好了，老板，来个不甜的！"（持家、想出轨又顾全自己的金牛）双子座妈妈叫双双起床："快点起来！公鸡都叫好几遍了！"双双说："公鸡叫和我有什么关系？我又不是母鸡！"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（自我意识强烈、自行思维的双子）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巨蟹座公车上，蟹蟹说："今晚我要和妈妈睡！"妈妈问道："你将来娶了媳妇也和妈妈睡阿？"蟹蟹不假思索："嗯！"妈妈又问："那你媳妇怎么办？"蟹蟹想了半天，说："好办，让她跟爸爸睡！"妈妈："！＠＃＄％︿＆＊（……—"再看爸爸，已经热泪盈眶啦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（恋母情结、依恋的巨蟹）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;狮子座狮狮去参加奶奶的寿宴。到了吃寿包的时候，狮狮问："我们为什么要吃这种像屁股的寿包？"众人听了脸色大变。接著狮狮拨开寿包，看看里面的豆沙，说："奶奶，快看！里面还有大便！"众人晕的晕，吐的吐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（以自我感受、不怕旁人眼光的骄傲的狮子）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;处女座处处对肚脐很好奇，就问爸爸。爸爸把脐带连著胎儿与母体的道理简单地讲了一下，说："婴儿离开母体之后，医生把脐带减断，并打了一个结，後来就成了肚脐。"处处："那医生为什么不打个蝴蝶结？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（好奇心强又追求完美的处女）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天秤座父亲对天天说："今天不要上学了，昨晚．．．你妈给你生了两个弟弟。你给老师说一下就行了。"天天却回答："爸爸，我只说生了一个；另一个，我想留著下星期不想上时再说！"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（聪明、权衡利弊的天平）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天蠍座蠍蠍刚睡著，就叫蚊子叮了一口。他起来赶蚊子，却怎么也赶不出去。没法，便指著蚊子说："好吧，你不出去我出去！"边说边出了房间，把门使劲关严得意地说："哼！我今晚不进屋，非把你饿死不可！"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（搞不懂、不按常理出牌的天蝎）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;射手座射射："爸爸，为什么你有那么多白头发？"爸爸："因为你不乖，所以爸爸有好多白头发阿。"射射：……（疑惑中）射射："那为什么爷爷全部都是白头发？"爸爸：！＠＃＄％︿＆＊……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（喜欢思考的射手）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;摩羯座一天，羯羯跟妈妈上街；走在路上，突然下起雨来。妈妈拉过羯羯的小手，说："下雨了，快往前跑阿！"羯羯慢条斯理地问："那前面就不下雨喽！？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（明白现实懒得改变的摩羯）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;水瓶座瓶瓶问妈妈："问什么称蒋先生为『先人』？"妈妈说："因为'先人'是对死去的人的称呼。"瓶瓶说："那去世的奶奶是不是要叫『鲜奶』？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（天生的另类、脑筋思考永远和常人不一样的水瓶）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双鱼座爸爸给鱼鱼讲小时候经常挨饿的事。听完後，鱼鱼两眼含泪，十分同情地问："哦，爸爸，你是因为没饭吃才来我们家的吗？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（富含丰富同情心、不分情况对象的双鱼）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-228154056633756594?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/228154056633756594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=228154056633756594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/228154056633756594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/228154056633756594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/02/12.html' title='搞笑的12星座宝贝'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-117077222317328569</id><published>2007-02-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:30:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam phobia</title><content type='html'>Had a dream last night. I dreamt that I was taking my exam for this semester and when I turn the question paper over, it was the subject that I have to re-sit for.&lt;br /&gt;As I do not have any classes for this module for I only needs to re-sit the exam, I realized, to my utmost horror, I did not prepare for it and completely do not know how to answer a single question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a sign?? NO!! I begin to worry for my subjects this semester. Sigh... why do I have to go through such torture, studying at this age and to make things worse, I am not the studious type of person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-117077222317328569?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/117077222317328569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=117077222317328569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/117077222317328569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/117077222317328569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/02/exam-phobia.html' title='Exam phobia'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-117058199087077039</id><published>2007-02-02T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:41:09.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>No.. not the popular drama shown on Channel 5.&lt;br /&gt;I kind of lost recently, not knowing what I really one. Requested for a internal transfer but not sure if that's the right thing to do. If I ever get the transfer approved, I will be working on shifts with one that starts at 7am and ends at 4pm. I don't mind this shift as I am a early person so starting early is not an issue to me. Ending at 4pm would mean I can come home, shower and then go for classes or jog or blade in the evening. In this new post, I will be doing more technical related stuffs which is good for learning which also means less slacking ;p One bad thing about this transfer is that, Saturdays will be working day :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-117058199087077039?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/117058199087077039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=117058199087077039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/117058199087077039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/117058199087077039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/02/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116908051969528176</id><published>2007-01-18T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T08:35:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost company phone saga</title><content type='html'>The issue of me losing the company mobile phone has more or less comes to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, company administration office is imposing a minimum of $100 penalty on me for losing the phone. However, the phone was actually purchased under the current project cost, therefore there is an option of charging it back to the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to cut the story short. My boss called me and said he will settle it. I believe he is charging it to the project. I told him since I lost it, I don't mind paying for it because the chances of him paying for me is as high as **** (some will know who) liking me. Have been in the project for more than 2 years liao and I have never get a treat from this boss so no way he's going to pay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if that my recent frustrated attitude shown causes my boss to charge to the project instead of asking me to pay, fearing that I might resign due to this. Sorry boss, pay or don't pay, I am just waiting for my interview and slap you with my resignation letter once I secure a new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116908051969528176?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116908051969528176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116908051969528176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116908051969528176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116908051969528176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/01/lost-company-phone-saga.html' title='Lost company phone saga'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116887079255942180</id><published>2007-01-15T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:23:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost yet another thing</title><content type='html'>Why do I keep losing things in the year of the dog? A dog shit year for me man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I dropped the company mobile in a cab SHA4550C, I took a look at the seats before I close the door when I alighted the cab but I did not see the phone. When I realized, I called the phone and a Malay auntie who does not know English answered. I asked her to pass the phone to the driver and she said "ok.. ok.." then I also made a call to the lost and found department of Comfort. They told me they are not able to contact the driver at the moment and will call me back once they contacted the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lost and found department calls back and said that the driver reported that no one passed him the any mobile phone. I don't believe his crap man. If the Malay auntie wants to keep the phone, she won't even answer. When I call back the phone, it was off. Strange isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope the year of the Pig with be better for me since it's first day coincides with my birthday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116887079255942180?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116887079255942180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116887079255942180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116887079255942180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116887079255942180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/01/lost-yet-another-thing.html' title='Lost yet another thing'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116801320974494898</id><published>2007-01-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:46:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful 2006</title><content type='html'>I am glad 2006 is over. It's not a particular good 2006 for me. Close friend of my family was lost to breast cancer. A very strong woman, doctor said won't make it to Chinese New Year but she pull through and lasted beyond the entire 15 days of Chinese New Year. My mobile phone, digital camera were lost in 2006 too. Even Pluto lost its status as a planet in August 2006 and Steve Irwin lost his life in a freak accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though not a particular smooth year for me but it sure was an eventful one. Attended events I have not done so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/369803/Womad%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/200/362825/Womad%20logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I attended my very first WOMAD in August. Was an okay event, just that we are not well prepared for it I guess. We also managed to have supper with a Thai band at Newton Circles after the event. Interesting har.... ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/460121/forbidden%20city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/200/706377/forbidden%20city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched my first musical "Forbidden City", at the 600 million 'Durian' - Esplande, in September. Not only Kit Chan was good, most of the actors and actresses were excellent too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/120485/Zoukout%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/200/251509/Zoukout%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my first ZOUKOUT in December. Don't really fancy such events in the past, because I know for sure getting there and getting home can be a nightmare. Surprisingly it's pretty well organized, not perfect but good enough. Didn't know my aging bones can still last dancing for such long hours without complaining :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/287573/DSCF2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/200/407141/DSCF2098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For diving, went to Bali for the first time during Chinese New Year, though I did not get to check out popular dive sites like Manta Point, Crystal Bay due to bad weather, it was still a nice trip in general. Went to Layang Layang only to be diving at a few dive site repetitively due to bad weather again and of course losing my digital camera in the process. However, there was one trip to 7 Skies which I would considered one of the best trips of my diving history so far. Got an excellent company on a relatively new dive boat, tailored made for divers. I saw my very first whale shark not once but twice on this trip. Sleeping under the starts, with someone I fancy beside me, only to be woken up by the morning drizzle. Excellent trip that will be remembered for life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also logged my 100th dive in Tioman in June. Quite a good year for diving I must say except for the bad weather part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/413583/large_8_ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/200/188826/large_8_ex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/287573/DSCF2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Family car was also changed in 2006. From a Nissan Sunny to a less 'family looking' Mitsubishi Lancer but within the first couple of months, the rear bumper was knocked but some useless driver who doesn't know how to handle his or her car and banged into my car's rear bumper in a multi-storey car park in Ang Mo Kio where my car was parked. The driver don't deserve his/her license because he/she can't even avoid a stationary car and runaway after banging my then brand new car. What an idiot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also got to know that my previous reporting office put up a promotion recommendation for me before she left for another project. I thank her for that but a pity her effort was gone to waste. No promotion for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Towards the end of 2006, my once calm as mirror emotional pool has a little ripple which gave me a bit of confusion and disturbance but I am glad that there were friends around to help me find my bearings and calm it down once again. I am back to my cool. ;) Thanks sayang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of 2006, I further bad luck follows for I failed my semester exam for the very first time in my pursue of my degree. It sure don't feel good but what done cannot be undone. Some said I party too much that was why I failed. I did go out during my exam period but that does not mean that I party and never put in effort to study. I did pass my other paper though. Just too bad that things don't go my way. Anyway, that's the past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally 2006 is over and I hope 2007 can be a much better year for me in terms of health, wealth, work and studies. Romance? fuck it! As for new year resolutions? I am kind of done and over with this shit. None of the resolutions made in 2005 has been archived yet. I do hope to archive something this year though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116801320974494898?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116801320974494898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116801320974494898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116801320974494898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116801320974494898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2007/01/eventful-2006.html' title='Eventful 2006'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116801336918705673</id><published>2006-12-31T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:11:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies I have watched in 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A total of 58 movies watched. About 1 movie per week. Actions, Comedy, Dramas, Sci-fi, Romance, Award winning movies, you name it, I watched it. When it comes to movies, I usually don't check the reviews. Different people have different views on different things. You have to see it yourself to pass your own judgements. Some of these movie are more memorable while some are not so.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There were some movies that I wanted to watch but unfortunately missed it due to no movie partner (I never watch movies alone) or being occupied with other activities while the movie was showing in the cinema. Luckily, with my brother's vast collection of DVDs, I should be able to find those I missed and watch them IF I can find the time.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The best way to get me out is "Wanna go watch .... " &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;List of the movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;情癫大圣 (A Chinese Tall Story)  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Elizabeth Town  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;小孩不笨 2 (I not stupid too)  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;霍元甲 (Fearless)  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Fog  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Pink Panther  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brokeback Mountain  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Underworld Evolution  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;V for Vendetta  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shaggy Dog  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Inside Man  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ice Age 2: The Meltdown &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eight Below  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mission Impossible 3  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Poseidon  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Da Vinci Code  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;X-men 3: The Last Stand  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Over the Hedge  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Omen  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Benchwarmers  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Garfield 2: &lt;span style=""&gt;A Tail of Two Kitties&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cars  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Superman Returns  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Lake House  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Fast and Furious 3: Tokyo Drift  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My Super ex girlfriend  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Breakup  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Click  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Devil wears Prada  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Miami Vice  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Beat my Heart Skipped  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Absent  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Scoop  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Departed  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Smoking Room  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;World Trade Center  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rob-B-Hood  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Black Dahlia  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Prestige  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Guardian  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Death Note  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Covenant  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Step Up  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Flushed away  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Casino Royale  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Feet  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;墨攻 (A Battles of Wits)  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9:56  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Free Will  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Déjà vu  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Quinceanera  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;父子 (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After This Our Exile)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Death Note 2: The Last Name  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eragon  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Night at the Museum  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Holiday&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116801336918705673?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116801336918705673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116801336918705673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116801336918705673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116801336918705673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/movies-i-have-watched-in-2006.html' title='Movies I have watched in 2006'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116732736434012670</id><published>2006-12-29T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:36:04.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed</title><content type='html'>Sad but true. sigh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to re-sit one of the papers I took this year. I have no confident to pass but was still hoping for a miracle. Looks like miracles don't happen to me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my classmate passed their paper and will be taking 2 new subjects new semester while I can only take one and re-sit for my failed paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took long leave for this semester's exam yet I ended up with a failed paper. Okay, I was a bit troubled by some minor emotional issues during the exam period but it didn't have a very big impact because I did passed my the other paper. Looks like I have to put in a lot more effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116732736434012670?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116732736434012670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116732736434012670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116732736434012670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116732736434012670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-failed.html' title='I failed'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116693613265242956</id><published>2006-12-24T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:08:29.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>学会放弃不该爱的人</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A very interesting article shared by a friend of mine. It's a bit long but it does make sense. I sure can learn a few things from it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;世界上有两件事是永远也勉强不了的，小时候是学习的兴趣，长大了，是爱情。 ----- 这，是一面镜子，勇敢放弃，勇敢面对，勇敢重新开始。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，无论过去他是否爱过后来却忘了，又或者从未爱过，总之，当你无法成为他心里的那个人的时候，他的心便不会记得你，更不会在乎你。就算他 知道你深爱他，偶尔也能感觉得到你的关心，但他宁可装作是不知道。不爱了的那个人永远是先放得开的，所以，请你也不要折磨自己，痛苦太长时间。要学会自 然，如果你选择坚强接受，你们的结束会被认为是没有缘分，也许在他的心里，还会留下些许的遗憾；可是如果你不够理智，总是想做一些事情挽回这段已经不可能 存在的爱情，那么你们的结束只能被他看成是性格不合。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，请不要在你不开心，或者是遇到麻烦而彷徨的时候去打搅他。他那儿绝对不是你此刻应该的去处。也许他会在接到你的电话的时候，淡淡地安慰 你几句，并且说衷心祝福你快乐，却也仅此而已。当他不爱你的时候，你的爱，你的人，就会显得廉价许多。你占了下风，这是人的本性。也许你会再想要一点什 么，于是说：“我们见一面吧，我们可以一起吃顿饭吗？”如果你以为吃顿饭，见一面就能挽回你失去的爱情，那么你就太错了，太傻了。而他心里也肯定很烦躁 了。他会说：“我现在有点事情，等有机会吧。晚点的时候你再给我电话吧，或者我给你电话也可以。”而你这时千万不要当真，他只是找了个不是很高明的理由来 搪塞你。请，不要真的去等，不要骗自己，更没有必要伤心。他的忙碌不会因为你的等待而终止。生活中很多事情对于他来说都是很重要的，而对于他来说最无所谓 的就是逝去的爱情了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，请不要与他讲你的琐事，也不要没话找话说，这些是最愚蠢的，也是最无谓的。也许此刻，善良的你痴情的你不过是希望让彼此更熟悉一些，不 要一下子感觉太生疏。其实你只是暂时过不了自己这一关，他却无暇更是没有兴趣去了解你，你的生活，你的过去，你的长处短处与他又何干？即使讲了，他也很快 会忘记的，就如他忘记曾经对你说过的话一样。没有爱，注定你挤不进他的生命。即使，你要的哪怕只是一个很小的角落。在他眼里，你曾经有过的优点全部都成为 一种负累，不会再成为吸引他的理由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   当他不再爱你的时候，不要老给他发短信，问他“好不好”，他如果工作压力大，你的短信只会给他带来烦躁，并不能使他摆脱压力，而他如果真的很好，那么你心里知道就好，学会默默关心并且祝福他吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，不要再回忆你们曾经有过的热烈拥抱和深情的吻了，那样只会让你更不能自拔，过去的就是过去了，更不要傻到家的跟他要求再吻我一次吧，再 抱我一下可以吗？因为这个拥抱这个吻不会有足够的魔力让他重新爱上你，他即使出于不好拒绝你的原因吻过抱过你之后，你们注定还是要分开，何必要让不再爱你 的他为难，而自己更加舍不得离开他呢？还有，偶尔你的梦里也许还会出现他的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;影，千万不要给他电话或是Email告诉他，你会被认为太不成熟。即使梦里真的出现了他，也是很正常的，试着给自己点时间慢慢遗忘吧，别对自己太苛刻！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，请不要在他的面前伤心难过，更不要流泪，因为眼泪实在是换不回爱情的，倒会让他更小看你了。不要在生病的时候告诉他你很难过，学会自己 照顾自己吧。他实在没有过多精力给予你照顾和关心，甚至只是同情一下。请骄傲的你，不要放弃本来属于你的骄傲。太多的人，在爱的面前迷失了太多，连重新站 起来的勇气都没有，何来骄傲？只是，要永远记得，只有愿意也可以为自己付出真爱的人，才可以真正的去疼惜你，而不是，旁观的同情、怜悯。不要对他说“只要 你开心我就开心”，这句话在他爱你的时候还显得挺情真意切，一旦分开了，这样的话，即使仍然出自于你的真心，也会让他觉得你给他压力，何必这样逼一个你曾 经爱的人呢？幸福是靠自己把握的，不要寄托在任何人的身上，明白吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，你的爱便是他的负担。请不要去计算自己曾经的付出，不要希望有什么回报，更不要再有意无意再次流露出你对他的留恋和不舍，因为一切早已 经成为过去时。爱着不爱自己的人，本身便是没有回报的，不能计较对与错，这样会快乐些。要记住，你与他之间的爱，是单方面的，你用心，他无心。但是，也不 要责怪他，因为也许他曾经真的爱过你，也想做好一些，对你不要那样的冷漠，他也不想要这样的结局。只是，爱一个人，对一个人好，本来就是一种能力。对不 起，他也许有这样的能力，只是你们的相爱本身就是一场没有结局的错误，他的能力实在不能够浪费在你的身上，尝试着原谅他吧。当然，也别太悲观的认为他曾经 的爱不是真的，他曾经的诺言是假的，人活着本来就不容易，何况还要去选择爱和不爱呢？人与人之间本来就应该多一些理解，何况还是你曾经深爱过的他呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，不要整天想着你们之间到底怎么了，拿什么拯救我们的爱情，因为你们之间的距离已经疏远到他站在你面前，却不知道你有多爱他。你站在他面 前，却已经不敢说你爱他。这样的爱还有被拯救的必要吗？请不要因为他说你们性格不合而失去自信，也许你的性格确实不适合他，但是这并不能证明你不是一个好 女孩，总会有一个喜欢你的性格的一个人为你而生，为你而活，为你而奋斗终生。爱一个人，也并非因为她的优秀，而只是一种感觉。你曾经让他有过这样的感觉， 于是他曾经爱上你。同样，他不爱你，也并非你不再优秀。优秀与否，真不是爱与不爱的理由，看看还有那么多爱自己的人，淡淡地微笑一下，找回自己的信心吧， 我们还有很多的事情需要带着信心去做，爱情不是唯一，不是生命的全部。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，静下来的时候还是要想想你有没有欠他什么，尤其是在物质上，能还给他的就还给他吧，这样你的心里也许会好受一些，你可以继续保留的是对 于曾经的爱的追忆，只是，不要让他知道。他如果是个大方的男人，是不会收回曾经送给你的礼物的，如果你是个知书达理的女孩，耐心的用心的选一件实用的礼物 回赠给他吧，当然，不是作为交换，只是给这段感情划上一个完满的结局，你不再欠他什么。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不再爱你的时候，你会经常的无意中就走到了你们曾经一起去过的地方，看到的身边的每一个人都似乎是他的身影，每一对情侣都有可能勾起你对过去的眷恋； 你会经常想起他为你而唱的歌，这时候，你准会有想哭的感觉，请学会坚强好吗？一个人的时候，千万不要用酒精和烟来麻醉自己，因为那不应该是一个好女孩选择 遗忘的方式，如果他知道了，不会心疼，反而庆幸没有继续爱你这样一个女孩。你可以听听你们曾经一起唱过的歌，可以尽情的流流泪，但是千万不要傻到把那首歌 设置成你的手机铃声，因为他很可能不会再给你电话了，何必在其它无关的人面前暴露自己最真实也最脆弱的一面呢，人总是要学会坚强的。在选择听歌的时候，千 万不要听《亲爱的你怎么不在我身边》，《我爱你那么多》，《爱那么重》，《他不爱我》，除非你能肯定自己听了这些歌以后不会痛哭。选一些轻松的歌来听吧， 比如《老鼠爱大米》，《两只蝴蝶》，《欧若拉》，《你的微笑》：，尽管它们可能不符合你听歌的时候的心情，但至少能让你当时快乐起来，如果可以的话，跟着 一起唱唱吧。把自己心中的郁闷都发泄出来，明天又是崭新的一天。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;请 不要因为你们曾经拥有过的欢乐和美好回忆就想到“永远”，记住：爱是没有永远的。你此刻深爱，就注定遥远的某一天不能再爱他，也不再爱他，他只是比你早一 步到达了这一天。当他不爱你的时候，请轻轻拥抱一下回忆里的温暖，轻柔地凝视凋谢的温柔。虽然他劝过你回忆过去是没有意义的，要看到未来，你却可以拥有回 忆和不回忆的权利和自由，也许随着时间的推移，你会发现，他也并非是你心目中的那般完美，他也是一个普通的人。那么那个时候，你会顺其自然的选择遗忘一切 的回忆，说明你真的长大了，真的成熟了，要相信自己！！那时候，你可能还会庆幸自己这段注定没有结局的爱夭折了，庆幸自己曾经说要给他生个宝宝的愿望没能 够实现，因为他不再爱你的时候，孩子也不可能挽留住他的心，未来的生活毕竟更重要，人不能把自己一生的幸福当作赌注。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不再爱你的时候，亲爱的，请你深深呼吸，一生的路上，铺满了爱的花蕾，总有那么一朵属于你，不是安慰你。而是因为很多事情都是早已经注定的，就像佛说 前辈子你们回眸了五百次才换得一场短暂的相识，可是缘分还不够，所以能够给你们的只有一百天的爱情。也不要自欺欺人的想象着并且希望着下辈子你们能够在一 起，因为谁心里都知道这一辈子才是实实在在的，所以我们都要好好生活，好好珍惜自己身边的一切，不要留下任何的遗憾，北宋的范仲淹都知道“不以物喜，不以 己悲 ”，何况我们呢？ 如果你知道曾经爱过的他能够幸福开心，那么一切都足够了，即使他不再爱你又有什么关系呢，为了他，你也要快乐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他不爱你的时候，不要在别人面前说他的不好，尤其是你们共同的朋友，因为他还有继续爱别人的权利，还需要他的社交圈，表现得豁达一点吧，毕竟他是你曾经 爱过的人。当他不爱你的时候，也一定要祝福他，并且一定要真心，不计得失。在能够帮助他的时候，还是像以前一样大方吧，不要吝啬。有了爱，便不该有恨。爱 是美好的，恨却是残忍的。何必让生命中最美好的东西化作伤害呢？也一定不要觉得不公平。关于分开和遗忘，你们之间已经不公平了，他放弃和失去的的是一个&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:MS Song;"&gt;如&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;此爱他的女孩，而你只是失去了一个不能再爱你的人，却得到了一个重新生活的机会。相比起来，你不是更幸福一些吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116693613265242956?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116693613265242956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116693613265242956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116693613265242956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116693613265242956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='学会放弃不该爱的人'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116666520829718750</id><published>2006-12-21T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T17:56:40.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas wishlist</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas again and it's a festival of giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have something I like to get so people if you want to give me Christmas gifts, pay attention to the following list. heeheehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Belt (a decent one that I can wear for wedding dinners) -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bought 23/12 @ U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/596980/omegaseamasterbond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 77px; height: 61px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/320/524026/omegaseamasterbond.jpg" border="0" height="144" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(of course the Omaga that James Bond wore would be nice but I not that greedy and settle for something cheap and nice) -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;given as birthday gift by someone. Not exactly this one but I go new watches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeans (I need another pair of jeans. I have been wearing the same 2 jeans most of the time) -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bought 23/12 @ U2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ZARA shirts (as one gets older, he would want to dress younger) -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fulfilled by tare &amp; kitty. Thank you gals :) 28/12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DSLR camera &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/947166/nikon-d200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 78px; height: 68px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/320/989065/nikon-d200.jpg" border="0" height="161" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/154816/nikon-d200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(since it's a WISH list. DSLR should be one of the items I wanted. Has been wanting to get one but somehow just afraid that it would be a white elephant very soon, especially with the digital camera technology these days)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leather shoes (just bought a pair from Samsonite but I would like one a pair that's more presentable for formal occasions. Yes, wedding dinners)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braun Buffel card holder (I do have a card holder now but since it's getting a bit soggy and its the new year, I need a new one) -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bought 23/12 @ Braun Buffel outlet (suntec)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;.... anything else....hhhmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else I need? I don't really need much actually. Perhaps a girlfriend would be nice to wrap it up for the wishlist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116666520829718750?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116666520829718750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116666520829718750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116666520829718750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116666520829718750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas wishlist'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116632998288026990</id><published>2006-12-17T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:33:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend of new people</title><content type='html'>This week its all about meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, attended an ex colleague's wedding and I ended up sitting with 7 other female strangers. Before the night ends, I went meet Mel for drinks with her friends, another group of strangers met.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, went lunch with 3 designers of which one of them is new while the other 2 I have briefly known couple of years back. In the evening, went to SMU's class gathering and again got to know a few really fun people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually planned to blade today but judging by the weather, it's bedding (sleep) rather than blading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116632998288026990?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116632998288026990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116632998288026990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116632998288026990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116632998288026990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/weekend-of-new-people.html' title='A weekend of new people'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116591137016879387</id><published>2006-12-12T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:42:48.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am FINE.......almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/1600/351789/ist2_348252_speeding_ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4076/803/320/598752/ist2_348252_speeding_ticket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I sits my bag down on the chair, I saw a white envelope with the traffic police logo on the table staring at me. Uneasiness sweep over me. What could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the letter out, one look I know it's bad news as I saw something printed "...Fined $130 and be awarded 4 Demerit Points".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date of Offence :&lt;/strong&gt; 3rd December 2006. 4:28pm &lt;strong&gt;Place of Offence:&lt;/strong&gt; PIE -&gt; TUAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Offence(s):&lt;/strong&gt; Speeding (exceed speed limit of 80km/h)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd December is a Sunday so most likely it's me who was the driver (was hoping it was my dad :P or brother) but some how I don't remember coming home using the PIE on that very day. (my old failing memory at work again)&lt;br /&gt;Upon checking my appointments in my PDA, I realized, without a doubt, it was me. Went Sitex at expo and after dropping my friend off at Tampines, I head home using PIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can be my first speeding offence as I have never exceeded the speed limit, of course it's only applicable with the presence of a speed camera in the vicinity :P I am not a speed demon that craves for speed on the road, driving has always been a mean of getting from point A to point B in a much convenient way for me and my passengers. I wonder will I speed if I was given a sports car like a BMW Z4 or Ferrari. Nevertheless, I am still very much a safety comes first type of driver. Sometimes I find that it's not all bad when it comes to speeding. For instance, when the driver is really tried and alone in the vehicle, getting to the destination in the shortest possible time will allow his time spent on the road to be reduced, thus preventing the driver from meeting with any mishaps along the way like dozing off behind the wheel. Imagine driving at 50km/h on a warm day just after lunch (I did that while in camp) it such a torture staying awake not to mention keeping focus on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, am glad that this time round it's just a warning from the traffic police and no summons action will be taken against me. It's a close call this time, next time I will be more alert to..... speed cameras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116591137016879387?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116591137016879387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116591137016879387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116591137016879387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116591137016879387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-finealmost.html' title='I am FINE.......almost'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-116574588636501747</id><published>2006-12-10T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:44:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOUKOUT</title><content type='html'>Went to ZoukOut for the FIRST time last night. Party all the way from 12am (it's a long story why we started out so late) to 4.30am in the morning but erijazz, ewok and the hockey boys stayed on till god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great fun dancing to the fantasic music, seeing gals in bikini moving around, dancing... you don't get this in pubs and clubs. Dancing in boardshorts and flip flops was not a first for me. I went into a club at Sabah this year during my dive trip to Layang Layang. Felt so out of place then. This time round it's different, not only it's on home turf, it's a beach party. As for the bikini babes, either I am getting too old for such parties or the age limit for such parties has been lowered. I wasn't really in the mood to flirt as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a really good party if not for the fact that tickets and drinks are overpriced and it took ages to get your drinks. In order to spend less time queueing and more time enjoying the music and dance, we decided to get all our last drinks at one go. I ended up having to dance with drinks in my hand while the ice dilute the already diluted drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the above mentioned negative points, I would still go for such parties given the right crowded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-116574588636501747?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/116574588636501747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=116574588636501747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116574588636501747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/116574588636501747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/12/zoukout.html' title='ZOUKOUT'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-115202701186801831</id><published>2006-07-04T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:30:11.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>Have not been updating blog for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work - I have to work on Saturdays and Sundays sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PC - Home PC is dead... and I got it recovered BUT not able to get the internet connection up. While bring it back, I accidentally made a dent at my new Mitsubishi Lancer when trying to put my F**King BIG PC into the back seat.. OUCH!! #*%&amp;$^@ bloody PC!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tired - This related to work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not in the mood - Nothing much to talk about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till I got more mood..... this will be just a blank space in the cyberspace. Hope something can change my mood ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-115202701186801831?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/115202701186801831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=115202701186801831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/115202701186801831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/115202701186801831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114895457063255145</id><published>2006-05-30T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:09:05.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>敷衍是这样写的吗？</title><content type='html'>今年是敷衍年吗？&lt;br /&gt;从今年年头开始我就一直被人敷衍。&lt;br /&gt;被敷衍久了，也就变习惯了吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114895457063255145?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114895457063255145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114895457063255145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114895457063255145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114895457063255145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='敷衍是这样写的吗？'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114779502234262548</id><published>2006-05-16T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:57:02.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slaves of qualification</title><content type='html'>I am one of them.... chasing after a stupid piece of paper, hoping that with that stupid piece of paper would mean more pieces of papers with value in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years back, begin a degree holder means something. You get high post, high salaries and high prospects. Now it means high workload, high competitions and high blood pressure. Having said that, companies are more interested in looking for people to receive that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question that can often be use for national debates. "Is qualification more important or experience more important"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially on leave now because the hurdle of getting my stupid paper is just 2 days away. I don't know why I don't seems to have the urgency to study :( a bad sign... very bad sign....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114779502234262548?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114779502234262548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114779502234262548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114779502234262548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114779502234262548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/05/slaves-of-qualification.html' title='Slaves of qualification'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114709618174575223</id><published>2006-05-08T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:07:21.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slaves of cars</title><content type='html'>We got a good offer for Mitsubishi Lancer so my family decide to make the change. For once, its a car that I quite like because it comes with fog light, side skirt, sports rims etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if it will increase my chance with gals :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4076/803/1600/large_8_ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4076/803/320/large_8_ex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like BUT not silver :( its going to be &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wine red&lt;/span&gt; metallic colour. I hope it looks good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114709618174575223?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114709618174575223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114709618174575223' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114709618174575223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114709618174575223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/05/slaves-of-cars.html' title='Slaves of cars'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114667183324308606</id><published>2006-05-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:57:13.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.. busy busy</title><content type='html'>I am a lousy blogger.... not only my blog is boring (no pictures, no juicy or sexual stories to share) I also failed to update regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Busy. Working on weekends seems to be a norm these days.&lt;br /&gt;2. School. They shorten the academic year by half but deduce only ONE assignment instead of half it.&lt;br /&gt;3. My home PC died. :( for some weird reasons, it just refused to start.&lt;br /&gt;4. Office blocked blogger address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update after I fixed my home PC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114667183324308606?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114667183324308606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114667183324308606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114667183324308606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114667183324308606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/05/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy.. busy busy'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114355542019791960</id><published>2006-03-28T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:17:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish Singaporeans?</title><content type='html'>This evening when I was on my way back on the mrt, I witness something that proof that Singaporean are selfish including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;An old man got up from his seat and got off the train and leaving behind a paper bag. A lady sitting right next to him takes a peep into the bag and don't even bothered to alert the man he left something behind. The worse part, she was alighting at the same stop as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also selfish enough not to alert that old man as he was running out to catch the North bound train to Woodland. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw a bag in the mrt too and I was just sitting next to the bag. As mrt staff walk passed, a malay man opposite me pointed out the bag to him and I passed it to the staff. I briefly saw something like an iPod in it. DAMN! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what if these bags are bombs.... will we be killed for our selfishness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114355542019791960?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114355542019791960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114355542019791960' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114355542019791960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114355542019791960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/03/selfish-singaporeans.html' title='Selfish Singaporeans?'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114225628496283734</id><published>2006-03-13T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:24:44.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady boss</title><content type='html'>sigh...... why do I always end up working for lady bosses :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female bosses like male bosses, have good ones and bad ones. Difference is that female bosses tends to have mood swings and more 小气.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114225628496283734?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114225628496283734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114225628496283734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114225628496283734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114225628496283734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/03/lady-boss.html' title='Lady boss'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114079771051739716</id><published>2006-02-24T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:15:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost to the family</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a funeral wake. Someone close to my family pass away. She was the mother of the kid whom my mum babysits. The boy is 20 now, he is like a brother to me and a son to my mum therefore there is a rather close connection between the families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was diagnose with breast cancer some 7 or 8 years ago. She fought... She won (almost) then her illness took a sudden turn last year. Seeing her gone sadden me and my family because she was such friendly approachable person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I heard when she was critically ill. She wanted to recover because she wanted to tender her resignation to the company (she was on medical leave) personally. She don't want to be dismissed by the company. Doctor said, she won't make it to this year's Chinese New Year, she told her sons she want to. Not only did she make it, she stayed till the end of Chinese New Year (all 15 days of Chinese New Year). She instructed her son (the boy whom my mum looked after) to come visit us at Chinese New Year (I was away in Bali) and even gave him 3 ang pows to pass to us and also the zodiac coin that my mum usually requested from her (she works in a bank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this, you can see how strong her will to survive. How hard she battled against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie.... You are a survivor that lives in our hearts forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114079771051739716?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114079771051739716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114079771051739716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114079771051739716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114079771051739716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/02/lost-to-family.html' title='Lost to the family'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-114005942467997644</id><published>2006-02-16T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:02:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOST MY MOBILE PHONE</title><content type='html'>For the very first time, I lost my mobile phone. I have wanted to change my Nokia 7250 phone which is almost 3 year old but I was waiting for a suitable model. When the pouch was torn I did not bother to change it as I find it a waste of money to get a new pouch for an old phone. How cost this mistake can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things to blog since I have not blog for so long but this was not what I planned to blog about. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 days to my birthday and this has to happen. For those getting me birthday presents... you know what to get. I need a new phone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-114005942467997644?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/114005942467997644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=114005942467997644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114005942467997644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/114005942467997644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-lost-my-mobile-phone.html' title='I LOST MY MOBILE PHONE'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113742912843170758</id><published>2006-01-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T00:32:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu Lan day</title><content type='html'>Pardon my vulgarity, wasn't a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't work but more of the after work events. I have to go collect my course materials this evening. My course mate called me when he got there while I was still queuing in the taxi stand waiting for a cab to get to school (thinking that I can catch a ride home later with another course mate BUT it was not meant to be). He did not mentioned about the queue building up. When I got there, I saw 2 lines being formed. Seeing the shorter one, I joined the queue then I found out from my course mate that it was not the correct queue to be in. I supposed to register first (for what reasons, only the school admin would know) then re-join another queue to collect my course materials. After queuing for 30mins, my course mates decides go food court for some food and drinks. I told them not to wait for me and carry on with their plans (which also means, my free ride home is gone). By the time they got back, there were still about 30 heads in front of me and the hands on my swatch shows 8.15pm. I am here for more than 1 hour and I am still in a queue!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in the queue, I realize that there some were queue for their friends or family members, thus, cutting short their waiting time. DAMN! Why can't my course mates did that for me, not that I am expecting them to do that for me though. Just shows that, it does have a edge going for things like this in a group ;) Some were queuing without registering. There was no one going round telling students to register before collecting the materials. There were also no proper indication on what to do, where to queue. The guy at the counter, where I finally got my notes, still have the cheek to tell me that they opened for collection the whole day and it's only in the evening that the crowd builds up. Oh my god!! How dumb can you get? It's a part time course, people who goes to offices signed up for this course, they can only come after office hours! The worst part.... I only managed to collect half of what I supposed to collect because the rest were out of stock! FARK!! Why in the first place you called students to collect materials when you run out of it? The guy asked me to come back next Wednesday for the remaining materials which I refused. Everything was in a mess, only right thing was, they will courier the remaining course materials to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have sent an email to the school admin expressing my disappointment with the arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet a few persons in the mist of this eventful evening. While queuing, I saw my user who is also attending a course at the same campus. He too was stucked in the queuing process. After that I saw K, an ex-colleague whom I can really click with and...... nevermind it's history :P Chat with her for a short while as I wasn't really in the mood and she was supposed to be in class if not for a phone call. On the bus home, I saw another user and immediately after he alighted, I saw my secondary school classmate with his wife. While waiting for mrt to get home, I saw my brother on the platform. Was wondering who's next :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's truly an eventful evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113742912843170758?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113742912843170758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113742912843170758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113742912843170758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113742912843170758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/01/tu-lan-day.html' title='Tu Lan day'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113664793094234916</id><published>2006-01-07T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:32:10.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Weekend of 2006...</title><content type='html'>..was boring but at least I finally went for a jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up at 7.30am this morning when mum who's leaving for Malaysia came into my room. I did not succumb to the sleeping tempting weather and went back to sleep as I was determine to use the heart rate monitor I bought. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go out with colleagues for kayaking at East Coast Park but was changed to bowling at Marina Square due weather. Did not join them for bowling and ended up cleaning up my book shelve. I got so many old magazines, some dated as far back as 1994. I remember throwing away some dated 1985 last year. :p I don't know why I am such a sucker for magazines. Other items I found were; stack of wedding invitations. I think I got at least 20 of them. Now you know why I so poor. A photograph of me and my ex (and first) girlfriend. I look rather 'round' back then. There's even a booklet from some magazine use for keeping scores for 2002 World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to throw away 3 magazines with Ann Kok on the cover and a pen holder and a couple of pens. Wanted to throw away the photograph (most likely I have another copy) but then decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cleaning to complete before Chinese New Year. I wonder what would I find next and what would I throw. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113664793094234916?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113664793094234916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113664793094234916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113664793094234916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113664793094234916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-weekend-of-2006.html' title='First Weekend of 2006...'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113609528483820615</id><published>2006-01-01T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:51:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2006</title><content type='html'>光阴似箭&lt;br /&gt;The world learn a new word, ‘Tsunami’, before crossing over to 2005 when thousands lost their love ones in the worse natural disaster of recent times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 does have its fair share of events to show for:&lt;br /&gt;1. We have a new pope.&lt;br /&gt;2. Prince Charles got a new wife.&lt;br /&gt;3. My beloved Liverpool won the Champion League in the most dramatic come back of all time. 4. Terrorists still go round taking innocent lives.&lt;br /&gt;5. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie admitting their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;1. NKF saga should be the most talked about event in Singapore for 2005 I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;2. The approval of building TWO Intergraded Resorts (casinos).&lt;br /&gt;3. Singapore won the Tiger Cup.&lt;br /&gt;4. Some brutal murder cases which put our law enforcers to the test.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fann Wong and Christopher Lee admitting their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I got nothing much to show for in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;I scraped through my first year in school, bearing making the cut. Nevertheless, I passed and move on to the next stage of my chase for ‘the paper’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wrote at the beginning of 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;“I hope to get fitter with more exercise and healthier diet. Hopefully, I can get a better pay raise this year, as the last was miserable, so that I can go for more diving trips. It would be nice to find a special someone too *blush*”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed to increase my fitness level, only thing increased was my waistline. L Bought myself a heart-rate monitor, planning to use it to obtain the correct workout level but that little gadget still sits nicely in the box. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the special someone, I think my cupid needs to go for a LASIK operation, get a pair of glasses or have mercy on me with his arrows. Be more accurate in 2006 PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;One thing good did happen and that was getting a raise. A better raise than the last one (actually any raise will be better than the last as the last was horrible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006, what should my resolution be? Guess it’s still the same old stuffs but I do hope to pick up an additional skill or two, like rollerblading (before I get too old for this), cooking?? J&lt;br /&gt;It’s a better year every year!! CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113609528483820615?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113609528483820615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113609528483820615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113609528483820615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113609528483820615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2006/01/welcome-2006.html' title='Welcome 2006'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113581850861607286</id><published>2005-12-29T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T13:29:57.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mood</title><content type='html'>As the year end approaches, everyone seems to be in the holiday mood. You can easily get more than 3 out of office reply when sending out emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December has been a month of food and more food with gatherings, Christmas parties, company lunches and wedding dinners. My 'pregnancy' is showing!! Got to get rid of the tummy! Plan of jogging never materialized due to rain and waking up late due to sleeping late the night before. Looks like New Year resolution will be simply "Get a 6 pack!" hahaha.... nah. "Get rid of tummy" I will be happy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wondering where to go for countdown. Colleagues are planning to go watch fireworks at Marina South. I rejected old friend's invitation to watch it at Esplanade so should I go watch fireworks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113581850861607286?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113581850861607286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113581850861607286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113581850861607286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113581850861607286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-mood.html' title='Holiday mood'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113462906520382151</id><published>2005-12-15T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:34:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>上天显灵了，祈求应验。 I passed!</title><content type='html'>Got my exams results yesterday and I passed!! Not a convincing pass scoring scores that just made it but nevertheless I passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Asian Diver's surface interval last evening. Before I went in I was telling my friends "I never win at lucky draws, not even a toothpick" Guess what, my number was actually called during the lucky draw but I wasn't paying attention to it and when I realised, it was "going... Twice....." I ran up.. waving my hands in the air... few more people to pass through... "WAIT!!...".. "going...going... gone!" GONE. My prize gone! :( My own prophecies came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can really win something someday ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113462906520382151?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113462906520382151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113462906520382151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113462906520382151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113462906520382151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-passed.html' title='上天显灵了，祈求应验。 I passed!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113448234703046694</id><published>2005-12-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:59:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double ouch!</title><content type='html'>For some weird reason my left eye lid got infected and grew a little bump that hurts like hell. NO! I did not get 'bak cham' 针眼 because 针眼 grew on the lid and not on the INSIDE of the lid. Hope it gets better tomorrow... ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to collect my digital camera from fuji film service center and got $199.50 poorer *sob* sob* I don't know why these electronic goods usually 'ki siao' after the warranty period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Service man:&lt;/strong&gt; "It will cost you $199.50 to fix. You want to fix?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "What IF I don't want to fix?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Service man:&lt;/strong&gt; "We will return you the camera."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; "What can I do with the camera? paper weight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Service man:&lt;/strong&gt; "....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I don't get it fixed I will end up with TWO paper weights. One the camera, the other it's marine housing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double ouch day. Ouch eye and Ouch wallet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113448234703046694?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113448234703046694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113448234703046694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113448234703046694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113448234703046694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/12/double-ouch.html' title='Double ouch!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113353398395859796</id><published>2005-12-02T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:54:10.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWOL 是天意</title><content type='html'>I did the unthinkable, I failed to go for my in camp training! I supposed to go for an Aviation medicine course on the 1st and 2nd December but I totally forgot about it, only to realize it at 9pm last evening. I quickly call up my camp and for some weird reason the person on duty was the aircrew leader and thank god he did make a big fuss and said he will cancel this ICT for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a PDA or a PA to help me remember dates. I did mark it down on the calendar but the calendar is on my desk in office which I have not been at for the pass 2 weeks. Anyway, am glad that it's settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru plaza for lunch this afternoon suggested by a colleague who's meeting his wife and her colleagues there for lunch. Myself and a colleague tag along. While we were queuing outside the restaurant, a familiar face passes by and made my heart skip a beat. It's my secondary school crash.... No, not the one I met at KKH. This one is someone where almost everyone in school knows I have a crush on her. A more 'serious' one I guess :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't see me and I couldn't be sure if it was really her. She was having lunch in an other restaurant and I managed catch her attention. She came out and we chat for a while. I can feel that my face was warm and it must be blushing. DAMN! Still blushes after almost 14 years!! Well, we decided to catch up over tea some other times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I were to go for my reservist I would not be at work and would not be going for lunch at Tiong Bahru, thus would not have met her after so many years..... 天意&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113353398395859796?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113353398395859796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113353398395859796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113353398395859796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113353398395859796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/12/awol.html' title='AWOL 是天意'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113275550608801106</id><published>2005-11-23T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:18:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed!</title><content type='html'>Maybe I am having my PMS today but an old friend really pissed me off this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tasked to get vouchers for a common ex colleague, as I gathered the people to share, I got a total of $285 with some paying $15 and some $20. Naturally, I am going to pay $20 even though it was not my idea of giving $15. Since it was weird to get vouchers for $285 I decided to get $280 and a card for $5 so it will all add up. On that day itself, I realized I missed out one gal who is paying $15. Having that extra $15, I asked one of my ex colleagues to return $5 each to the other 2 current colleagues of his who had paid $20 initially. I admit I gave myself a discount (with that extra $5 left) so now I am paying $15 as well (card inclusive... hey! the card cost money to buy you know and why should I be paying for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old friend asked me how much he owes me, I told him $20 and said if he wants to pay me $15 is okay as well because of the miscalculation I made. Guess what he said, "in order not to give you a big profit, I will share your profit and give you $15"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "WHAT THE FUCK!!" since when I want to make profit out of such things? NEVER in my life I made profit from friends. Even if they want something which I got via other friends at a discounted rate, I will sell them at the discount rate without even charging transportation cost. If he think that I am making a profit he can jolly well not pay me. To me, $20 to get to know someone better is priceless. $20 not going to make me the richest man in Singapore even if I strike TOTO with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; to be maligned. Tell me if you think I did something wrong, I will apologies and change IF I am really in the wrong. Don't fucking put words into my mouth or maligned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I better go sleep (the weather strongly encourage this action) and forget about this whole thing. Later at 3.30am got to wake up to cheer my beloved Liverpool :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113275550608801106?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113275550608801106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113275550608801106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113275550608801106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113275550608801106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/11/pissed.html' title='Pissed!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113246825035308994</id><published>2005-11-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:30:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a month...</title><content type='html'>...since I last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a tiring week, having to wake up early and be at work by 7am on Monday and 8am for the next three days of the week due to a new client using our software and needs us to be around to ensure nothing goes wrong but Murphy's law always applies. Whatever will go wrong, will go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;My RO (Reporting Officer) will be changed as of 17th Nov. Gone was the one I can work with, in came one workaholic! OH NO! honeymoon over back to the time where reporting is a must, documentation (something I hate) is a must. Sigh..... what can I do but to comply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Harry Potter on the 16th, one day before the release date of 17th Nov. I don't don't know why people are so crazy about Harry Potter? Maybe I am not a book worm (yet to finish my Deception Point by Dan Brown) and have not read a single J.K.Rowling's best selling books. Other than watching movie, there's a Diver's Night at Hard Rock Cafe last Friday, baby shower and birthday BBQ yesterday. A rather eventful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is recharge day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113246825035308994?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113246825035308994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113246825035308994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113246825035308994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113246825035308994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/11/almost-month.html' title='Almost a month...'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-113072215479170283</id><published>2005-10-28T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:26:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>长得像俊扬？？</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4076/803/1600/phpTRju4e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4076/803/320/phpTRju4e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another person said I looked like him. No matter how I look, I think the only similarity are the eyebrows. Well, at least he is young and good looking. Much better than people telling me that I look like Mr Bean. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent my Fuji Digital camera for repair on Thursday. Have to go all the way to Paya Lebah where the service center is located, so out of the way :( seems like they purposely puts a time bomb in your camera and locate the service center at some remote areas so that you will give up and get a new camera once the old one quits. Left my digi cam with them as the gal at the counter has to wait for their technician to make an assessment on how much it will cost me to repair. Till now I have yet to receive a call from their technician on the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 29th have to work :( supposed to be going in the afternoon but KS boss was so worried that things won't go smooth and insisted that me and my supervisor to go before 9am. If the thing don't work, I go at 7am it still don't work, besides, the other team members has tested it the night before. Maybe he just on the cautious side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-113072215479170283?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/113072215479170283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=113072215479170283' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113072215479170283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/113072215479170283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_28.html' title='长得像俊扬？？'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112981942852472432</id><published>2005-10-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:05:06.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you appreciate most about Singapore</title><content type='html'>Exams over. Was a relatively easy paper only if I have understand more :( Anyway, it's over. Not point crying over spilled milk. Now can only 求神拜佛+听天由命 and hope I can pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning as I goes back to work, Class 95 post this question to the listeners "What you appreciate most about Singapore" The usual, safe, food etc came up. Suddenly a thought struck me so I sms to Class 95 and it actually got read out over the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;Fly Dutchman:"Eric says he appreciate that we can drink water straight from the tap. Nice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;Glenn Ong: "Nice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I said that because when I go diving, there are places where you have to buy water for drinking. A very basic and essential thing in life. Imagine being extremely thirsty and you forgot to buy drinking water but you can't just drink from the tap, here we can. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually we will appreciate things that we often take for granted ONLY after we lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you appreciate about Singapore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112981942852472432?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112981942852472432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112981942852472432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112981942852472432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112981942852472432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-you-appreciate-most-about.html' title='What you appreciate most about Singapore'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112859355751463091</id><published>2005-10-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:17:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New toy</title><content type='html'>Did badly for my exam :( but I don't cry over spilled milk. Have to work harder for my next paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a brand new laptop from the company. Love it! It's ACER TravelMate 3000. Very small and stylish. Only set back is..... I will have more work. Has already installed all the necessary softwares to do programming and crystal reporting.&lt;br /&gt;Like a kid enciously enticipating his new Christmas presents, excited but all things comes with a price. Mine is increase workload and risk of having my eyes sight and hands damaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112859355751463091?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112859355751463091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112859355751463091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112859355751463091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112859355751463091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-toy.html' title='New toy'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112839024240875503</id><published>2005-10-04T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:44:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>今日出关，功未炼成。华山论剑，必死无疑！</title><content type='html'>Last this evening I will be taking my Maths examination. It has been such a long time since I last took an examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on leave since last Thursday but am ashame to say that I have not been studying hard enough, in fact, don't think I actually studied. Have been lazing around too much and seems of ill prepared. Maybe it is the false senses of confidence knowing the fact that we are allowed to bring in a handbook and I have copied the pass year questions and answer into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get back to the books and try squeeze whatever I can into the storage space above my neck :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. my blogger looks weird :( the icons are by the left hand side instead of on the top and I got a really small window to write.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112839024240875503?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112839024240875503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112839024240875503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112839024240875503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112839024240875503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='今日出关，功未炼成。华山论剑，必死无疑！'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112832275786101230</id><published>2005-10-02T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:27:19.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a tan!!</title><content type='html'>Supposed to be studying but I took a break and went to Olive Tree for tea with M (someone I got to know from one of J's singles parties). Have not seen her for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made a comment: "you have not been diving have you? cos you look fair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!! I really needs a tan. Good thing is I am heading to Tioman for a weekend dive trip this coming Friday to Sunday. Guess besides diving I will be spending most of my tan at the beach tanning... and studying for my next paper on the 19th October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112832275786101230?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112832275786101230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112832275786101230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112832275786101230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112832275786101230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-need-tan.html' title='I need a tan!!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112766211280733044</id><published>2005-09-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:28:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Last update 11/09/05, that's a rather long break I took from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Just has got nothing really interesting to talk about and I kind of figured those reading my blog are pretty bored by my usual complains about work and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for those who's still interested. It's not gonna be a long recap. I can't remember what happened for the pass weeks too.&lt;br /&gt;Besides the usual work of going to clients and 'entertain' them, boss wanted me to take up more responsibilities (I wonder did he find out that I was idling too much all this while :p) My reporting officer told me that she's asking for a transfer... OH NO!!! She has been such a good reporting officer that I can really work for and now she is abandoning me. Just hope to get a good reporting officer like her after she is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entertainment expenses have just reach a new high.... I have got dinner appointment like ever 2 days. Too many gals to entertain.. hahahaha...... special attentions on Miss J though ;)&lt;br /&gt;I have got back to back wedding dinner invitations this month end. My poor wallet :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to 闭关修炼 really soon as exam is really.. really close. 4th October will be my first paper and I have not even started... Wait.. have not even took out the notes to be exact. Am so hopeless when comes to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I better go sleep and start studying from tomorrow onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112766211280733044?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112766211280733044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112766211280733044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112766211280733044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112766211280733044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112642008530760017</id><published>2005-09-11T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:28:05.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LaZy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Yet another Sunday going to be wasted. Weather is good, the thought of going for a swim kept coming but I kept rejecting it as I supposed to be doing my assignment but instead I am chatting away in MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to travel agent to collect my air ticket to Bali on next year's Chinese New Year. Finally I am going to Bali after so many failed attempts and it's going to be the first time ever I am spending Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I better log off and go for a swim and come back to my assignment. Yes, the final assignment before the exams in October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112642008530760017?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112642008530760017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112642008530760017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112642008530760017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112642008530760017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/09/lazy-sunday.html' title='LaZy Sunday'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112571452313595758</id><published>2005-09-03T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:44:57.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>绝对 SuperStar</title><content type='html'>谁是你的 SuperStar? To me, both are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 1st September 2005, Singapore has created yet another singer based on audience's voting. How many 'stars' are we going to create and how far will these 'stars' go? Will visual handicap Wei Lian be the Singapore version of Stevie Wonder or Ray Charles? We will have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He indeed created a 神话 for those less fortunate people, showing them that if they persist on what they believe, they can archive. 伟联加油.... BUT I must say that in the world of the entertainment industry, he is at a very disadvantage end. Why? Look at how he performed during the duet. He simply has got no visual contact with the other singers, not knowing where to move, what body language to give. He lost that round (not surprising). Overall, his performance was bad on that night. His songs didn't move me like what he did in the other rounds. Nevertheless, he still has 64% of the total viewers supporting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, 伟联加油，再造神话！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112571452313595758?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112571452313595758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112571452313595758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112571452313595758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112571452313595758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/09/superstar.html' title='绝对 SuperStar'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112549946598627105</id><published>2005-08-31T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:44:25.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi sickness</title><content type='html'>have been taking cab almost everyday due to work. You might think "hey, got cab to bring you to and fro from work and you still want to complain?" Firstly I have to pay for the cab fare first which don't know when I will get reimburse, second some cabs I took has got a funny smell and it's really making me sick at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel showing a documentary on 1968's National Day parade. Those days no one move even with such heavy down pour. I wonder will we see the same scene IF there's a very heavy downpour this year. Maybe... Maybe not. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112549946598627105?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112549946598627105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112549946598627105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112549946598627105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112549946598627105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/taxi-sickness.html' title='Taxi sickness'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112481085931307023</id><published>2005-08-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:27:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems like back to army days...</title><content type='html'>New client located at Simei! It's like the opposite end of where I live. Everyday, traveling time alone is going to take me at least 30minutes by cab. I just hope that I can move out of this site as soon as possible. The amount of money spent on cab is going make me broke way before my next pay comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about cab fares, I have yet to receive my transportation claim for as far back as March. I made a calculation and it amount to an amazing sum of about $1,600. It's getting close to what I am getting every month which means I am working &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; for a month really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Neo mentioned this before "他要向你借钱，他要叫你做爸爸。 你要他人还钱，你要叫他做爸爸" how true. I'm at the mercy of my finance department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112481085931307023?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112481085931307023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112481085931307023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112481085931307023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112481085931307023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/seems-like-back-to-army-days.html' title='Seems like back to army days...'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112451236509200006</id><published>2005-08-20T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T12:32:45.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Took 3 years out of my life</title><content type='html'>Went Underwater Hockey last evening and it took 3 years out of my life. I can hear my heart beat reaching a 200 beats per minute rate. Towards the end of the game, I ended up with cramps in both legs. Sigh.. this really shows how unfit I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for study group later. Time to work on my assignments again :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its painful to be going back to school at the age of 30, so to those who are thinking about furthering your studies... DO IT NOW! that's of course, financially you are able to do so lah. I was kind of delayed by this and my laziness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112451236509200006?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112451236509200006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112451236509200006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112451236509200006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112451236509200006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/took-3-years-out-of-my-life.html' title='Took 3 years out of my life'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112420123649917386</id><published>2005-08-14T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:07:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic</title><content type='html'>Today went West Coast Park picnic with my 'old' friends. All in their 30s, one even brought her daughter along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind the idea of picnic where each of us brought something to eat and drink but Singapore just don't seems to be a good place to have picnics. There's no nice shady place where we can sit and enjoy the afternoon without having to constantly shift our butts to avoid the blazing sun. Nevertheless, its a good weekend out. At least its something different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112420123649917386?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112420123649917386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112420123649917386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112420123649917386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112420123649917386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/picnic.html' title='Picnic'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112368659851415563</id><published>2005-08-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:09:58.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sucks with programming</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!! I submitted my programming assignment even though I know it's not complete and filled with errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just can't think like a programmer, I don't know was it due to the fact that I don't have a foundation in programming or I just can't think in a programming logic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took leave today specially to do my assignment and I didn't do it entirely on my own. I got some help from my colleague and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, drained.... time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112368659851415563?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112368659851415563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112368659851415563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112368659851415563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112368659851415563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-sucks-with-programming.html' title='I sucks with programming'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112351901196654070</id><published>2005-08-09T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T00:36:51.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore</title><content type='html'>Once again, I supposed to do my assignment instead of posting blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Singapore!! Also Happy Birthday to someone who makes my heart skip a beat every time I see her :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. back to the painful assignment.................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112351901196654070?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112351901196654070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112351901196654070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112351901196654070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112351901196654070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112330771919094644</id><published>2005-08-06T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T00:34:34.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Zen</title><content type='html'>hehehe... finally got my Creative Zen and all I really need was a radio :P hahaha.. time to learn all about MP3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home this morning at around 5am from work, yes 5am! Once again its a wasteful trip to Simei. Supposed to help with some data entry for testing but when we got there, they tested the script for mass data entry to be working. I can't understand why can't they test it first before deciding on whether were we required, instead of asking us to go all the way to Simei and do nothing but add cost to the project. Not only it's tiring, it disturbed my evening plans too!! I was to watch a movie with a friend and her female friend, while deciding on the time for the show, as I was supposed to be there at 6pm and work from there on. In such case, it would be reasonable to watch the 9ish show so we go ahead and booked the 9ish show.&lt;br /&gt;Well, plan and reality often conflicts. Latest instruction was to go home and be back at work at 10pm. DAMN! I am screwed. How am I supposed to watch a 9ish show when I have to be back at work by 10pm :_(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I pressed on with my plan (well, I did try looking for a replacement) and it turns out that only after I got home from my movie at around 11.50pm I got a call to go down for work. Sigh... poor planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans are often 'disturbed' by my work.... not a good sign :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112330771919094644?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112330771919094644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112330771919094644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112330771919094644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112330771919094644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/miss-zen.html' title='Miss Zen'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112290820352164712</id><published>2005-08-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:56:43.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is a factor</title><content type='html'>aaarrrrggghhh.... being trying to blog for the past few days, just couldn't find the time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a busy week with plenty of 'dates' and work and I have yet to complete my school assignment which is due on the 10th this month :( I am in deep shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to be happy about was that.... I got my bonus!!! YEAH!!! I seriously hope it will still be around by the next bonus. I sure have a serious over spending habit in urgent need to kick off. I just hope I can start saving for 'the future' ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend time for my studies but I have got 'dates' including classes, packed from Monday to Friday. I need time.. more time to nua and work slowly. aaaarrrrrggghhhhhh.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112290820352164712?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112290820352164712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112290820352164712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112290820352164712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112290820352164712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/08/time-is-factor.html' title='Time is a factor'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112230206352444568</id><published>2005-07-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:25:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an eventful day....</title><content type='html'>Got back from a weekend trip to Surabaya for a friend's wedding. Was a good get away trip with lot's of eating, drinking and laughing. Didn't spend as much as planned as we were treated to some meals courtesy of the friendly hosts. Spend the nights at friend's relative place and that's the biggest house I have ever stayed so far. Even the backyard is bigger than my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was an eye opener for an Indonesian wedding. Not as traditional as I would have expected it but it sure was different. Even the 'traditional yum seng' was missing from this wedding. It was exciting meeting so many diving friends in one night and get a taste of their 'lethal' drinking habits, of course this comes with a price. A few got pissed drunk and we had a really good laugh looking at the stupid things that they did after that. I got pretty high on alcohol too but lucky thing was that I exercise self control ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was back to work today thinking it should be a peaceful day since I am at a 'good' client site. Boss treat me to lunch and passed me the bonus letter and it the most handsomely rewarded bonus I have got so far. Everything was going fine until the 'bad' site caught 'fire' and I was asked to head down for some fire fighting. :( Good thing was that by the time I got there, the fire was being put out already. My poor reporting officer got most of the shit already. I am so glad that I have a good reporting officer this time round. Not only she helps me to cover shit, she also gave me a good rating for the appraisal resulting in my good bonus. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU PAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day ended without much other events. Left the site early at around 7pm and was glad I did that because when I was half way home on the express way, a project manager called to ask whether if I can stay behind to do some testing. As I was gone, she end up looking for other people to do it. Sometimes, its good to leave work early ;) not only you get to enjoy dinner with your family, you escape extra work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112230206352444568?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112230206352444568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112230206352444568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112230206352444568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112230206352444568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-eventful-day.html' title='What an eventful day....'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112196949294427198</id><published>2005-07-22T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T02:26:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a break</title><content type='html'>I should be doing my java assignment till such late hours but instead I am chatting and crapping away in cyberspace. I should be shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow am taking leave and flying off to Indonesia to attend a friend's wedding. Not a close friend but I like to experience how wedding a Indonesian wedding is like in Indonesia. It's also an excuse to get away from work. I needed a break. This month supposed to be my month break when I go for my reservist of 3 weeks. Due to some changes to the training plans of my camp, my 'holiday' weeks were cancelled. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to pack also. It's just a weekend trip so don't need to bring too many clothes but I need a formal shirt and pants for the wedding. Now is the problem with the shoe. Should I bring one formal shoes or wear one with jean when I taking flight tomorrow :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend suppose to work but I bo chap! hehehe... Just want to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I managed to get rid of the stupid irritation that's in my right eye. YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112196949294427198?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112196949294427198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112196949294427198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112196949294427198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112196949294427198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-for-break.html' title='Time for a break'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112148778517296850</id><published>2005-07-16T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T12:23:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something in my eye</title><content type='html'>There seems to be something in my right eye but I can't find it, thus not able to get it out!! aaarrrggghhhh!! It has been days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night went Diver's Night at Hard Rock Cafe with a few friends. Lot's of the regulars who used to go for Diver's Night wasn't there. Maybe I was too late when I got there. Reason for being late; went over to Queenstown pool to take a look at the Underwater Hockey friendly match against the Philippines Underwater Hockey team. Tomorrow I will get into action with them ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is a rainy and cooling day, I think I should get my act together and start on my Java TMA. I am going to miss the maths study group today as I feel that I am not contributing to the group ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112148778517296850?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112148778517296850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112148778517296850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112148778517296850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112148778517296850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/07/something-in-my-eye.html' title='Something in my eye'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112135441577556649</id><published>2005-07-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T23:34:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I quit my job!</title><content type='html'>I wish it's real but I need the dough to pay my bills.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonders why do we have to work? We work so that we can have enjoy our lives? But if we spent so much time and effort, physically and mentally drain ourselves in order to make enough money to really enjoy, what's left in us to really and truly enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my colleagues who works through lunch I will sure to question them this "&lt;strong&gt;做工为了吃饭，不吃饭，不如不做工&lt;/strong&gt;" If someone were to work late I would ask "Hey, IF you finished ALL your work today, what's left for you to work on? Won't you be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OUT OF JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?" Yes, it may sound stupid but then isn't it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really tough day at work today. Was literally 'killed' by the users due to system slowness, something I can't really do much. I don't know when will the 'experts' fixed this problem and make my life easier out there in the battle field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like quitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112135441577556649?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112135441577556649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112135441577556649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112135441577556649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112135441577556649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-quit-my-job.html' title='I quit my job!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-112088129937914913</id><published>2005-07-10T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T12:11:22.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiring week gone by</title><content type='html'>It was a tiring week at work. Having to be at work by 8am (Monday, I started at 7.30am!) and only ends around 8pm for almost the entire week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday managed to take a nap from 4pm but the nap was cut short by phone calls :-( Can't remember when was the last time I took nap in the afternoon. The little nap does help recharged me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather is so good.... It's time to swim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-112088129937914913?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/112088129937914913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=112088129937914913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112088129937914913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/112088129937914913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/07/tiring-week-gone-by.html' title='A tiring week gone by'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-111997116110464025</id><published>2005-06-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:06:01.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble at work .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Don't let your girl get to close to the xxx guys" warned my supervisor said xxx (actual name of the user has been withhold to protect the identity of the user)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I got this morning from one of the users. She mentioned that her supervisors highlighted that they observed that some of the counter users are a bit 'too' friendly with us. I was not surprised at all by this news. Why? Some people just can't handle over friendliness ;p (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;I did warn my colleagues, leave the users to do their stuffs. If they got problem, go to their respective supervisors don't help them on every single thing. On the other hand, my boss kept wanting us to provide the best support we can give. I guess it's hard to give the best support yet maintaining a not so friendly attitude towards users for some. Sigh.... just hope we will get out of the place soon and let this issue subside with our departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Kiat's ROM. Used to be just the 2 of us, single bachelors, going for weekend swims. Looks like I just have to go swim alone these day... Wait! I have been swimming alone these days :-(&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to him for FINALLY found someone who wants to settle down with him... wahahaha... oops.. evil me ;p My sincere well wishes to him.... for surrendering his freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-111997116110464025?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/111997116110464025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=111997116110464025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111997116110464025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111997116110464025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/06/trouble-at-work.html' title='Trouble at work .....'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-111988874388071307</id><published>2005-06-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T00:12:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好久不见。。。</title><content type='html'>Again.. I met someone I know at work today. This time round was my poly classmate. She's here to bring her second child to see a doctor. Again the same question asked "married? attached?" How come 来来去去 the same old questions. aaarrrggghhh..... Why can't they come up with something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I boarded a non aircon bus on my way to class this evening. I don't know was it due to the fact that aircon has become Singaporeans daily lives or non aircon bus don't seems to exist anymore that made me felt weird taking the non aircon bus. Not that I need the aircon but it's just seems so distance to me, like something I would experience when I am still in my secondary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... maybe I am just getting old ;p Time to sleep and tomorrow will be a better day ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-111988874388071307?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/111988874388071307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=111988874388071307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111988874388071307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111988874388071307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_27.html' title='好久不见。。。'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-111953503556186912</id><published>2005-06-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:23:15.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>立伟 ？？。。。。</title><content type='html'>I met my secondary school crush at work today. She's there with her 3rd daughter, yes THIRD. Time really flies, those were the days when I will go to school early, stayed back late, just to be on the same bus with her since both of us stays in the west. She knows that I fancy her but as what it has always happened to me... those I fancy don't fancy me :-( besides my friend was interested in her then so..... it was just a crush. An innocent crush between school children :p Come to think of it, I don't know what attracted me so much about her. Anyway, 往事只能回味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat for an hour while her husband waits for their number and her cute daughter runs around the clinic making friends :p We talked about who's married, who's a parent, where she stays, how's work, how's life, gossips etc. Mostly things you would talked about when you met an old schoolmate.&lt;br /&gt;She's asking why am I still single etc etc... I don't seems to be able to avoid this question :-(&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems surprised that I am still single. Frankly speaking, it's not my choice ;) but &lt;strong&gt;why rush?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-111953503556186912?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/111953503556186912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=111953503556186912' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111953503556186912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111953503556186912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='立伟 ？？。。。。'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-111919806316048761</id><published>2005-06-19T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T00:21:03.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Father's Day and for some reasons, Father's Day don't seems to be as widely celebrated as compared to Mother's Day as least I speaks for my family :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's Father's Day, I shall dedicate this blog to him. He is a good father and a good husband which I really can learn from. He never really shouts at my mum even though my mum always nags and complains about him. Everytime, they argue (I don't think they even really quarrelled) my dad will use the 'keeps quiet and walks away' approach. To me, it's a good approach. 2 person in the heat of an argument will blurt out things that can be very hurtful to each other so the best way is to go away and cool down first. Everytime it works because after a couple of 'cold war' days, I will see my dad fetching my mum to the market or my aunt's place in Malaysia etc Since I was born, my dad has always been playing the 'good' guy role who hardly nags at us while my mum's the punisher. Once in a while, he will give us 'lectures' on what's good and what's bad in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good example set by my dad is that he don't smokes, drinks beer occasionally and don't gamble (if 4D, ToTo and Big Sweep is not counted) until recently I introduce mahjong to him but then it's only leisure gambling with my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing sad about my dad is the fact that he is never good with money and planning his career. He started he career in construction back in the 1970s where the construction industry was blooming in Singapore. If he had planned and expand his business right, I might have to take over his business now instead of waiting for my paycheck every month. Nevertheless, I am not complaining because not all the things in life are so smooth sailing. Who knows what I might have become if I'm born with a silver spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed those days when I will challenge my dad to a game of Chinese chess and he will give me the advantage of having a 'Pao' (cannon) less on the chess board and those days when he will bring us to watch the latest Jackie Chan movies in a drive through cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I don't challenge him to a game of chess anymore, in fact I don't even know if I still remembers how to play Chinese chess. How many of us are guilty of taking our father for granted? Have you have a good chat with your dad recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my dad is a durian lover, as a Father's gift, we get him some durians today. Hope he like it. Besides that, I like to say a BIG thank you to my father for setting a good example for me to follow (eeerr... Hope I can do better on the career part) and you are the greatest dad I have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Father's Day to all the fathers out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-111919806316048761?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/111919806316048761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=111919806316048761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111919806316048761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111919806316048761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-111907255292128373</id><published>2005-06-18T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T13:29:12.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/ericloh25/shisha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night went suck on one of these things at Kazbar. Didn't expect so many people to turn up for this event that I didn't really organise. I just posted it up a forum and ended up with around 20 people showed up when I only reserved a table for 10. Felt so bad that some have to end up standing for most of the night. Being the so called 'organiser' for this event, I was shamefully late. It wasn't my fault, stupid system have to 'sabo' me at 6pm and went dead so end up I have to write a report before I can call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally made it for the event at around 8.30pm. Settle in and got myself a pint of Hoegaarden. Though the seats have changed but the price of the Hoegaarden remains at $10 a pint during happy hours. A value for money drink especially on a Friday night when you need a cooling drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went supper at Lao Pa Sat after that with some of the remaining guys and heads home after that. I must say the bear eats anything judging on the way he slurps on the cockles without even needing the chilli sauce. How can anyone find that 'bloody' dish tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a bright shining Saturday today. Maybe I should go for a swim and work on my school assignments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-111907255292128373?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/111907255292128373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=111907255292128373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111907255292128373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111907255292128373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/06/friday-night-out.html' title='Friday night out'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10403240.post-111876038872401788</id><published>2005-06-14T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:46:28.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed!</title><content type='html'>yet another day at the client's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the price on Australian Air to Bali in Aug once I reach the client's place and to my horror, the price jumped from 270 to 1430! Anyway, I asked my RO if I can take leave, she said okay initally but then realised that in Aug, our taiji master going to give birth and the temp staff starting school, so we are 2 staffs down and I can't take leave liao. DAMN! Bali dive trip on delay yet again... wonder when will I ever get to go Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, something a patient mentioned pissed me off. &lt;strong&gt;"wait to see doctor is okay, waiting to pay is not accetable"&lt;/strong&gt; What a groundless claim! I wonder where's his common sense. If HE have to wait for an hour to see HIS doctor and there are at least 4 other doctors seeing their patients, what make him so special that HE can make payment immediately after he is done with his doctor? Not forgetting that these same number of patients will spend a certain amount of time 'bargaining' with the counter staff on their next appointment. aarrrgghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Sim Lim Square after work but nothing to buy but asked the price for Olympus E300 digital SLR camera. So tempted to get it... should I go get it at Harvey Norman and pay via installment? Damn! I can't be spending like this... bad bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Underwater Hockey tonight. Actually feel like going but I think I better let the bruises I collected last Friday heal first before I collect more. Will miss this Friday's game due to an outing at Kazbar. Have not been to that place for sometimes liao. Hope the belly dancer is prettier this time round ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10403240-111876038872401788?l=hairycrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/feeds/111876038872401788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10403240&amp;postID=111876038872401788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111876038872401788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10403240/posts/default/111876038872401788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hairycrab.blogspot.com/2005/06/pissed.html' title='Pissed!'/><author><name>Hairy Crab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dKj1Ilv6CU/SaDDSjHbQwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ThAS1Og-1yA/S220/auction_eclipse_ill.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
