<?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-16570342</id><updated>2011-08-09T23:01:15.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Domain: Simple Sphere</title><subtitle type='html'>My Domain: Simple Sphere</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-3499306957701436895</id><published>2011-03-06T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T10:26:59.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short circuits in the brain</title><content type='html'>Sometimes this sour feeling just comes along, just like how some sour liquid fills up a bottle and upon sitting until its expiry date, becomes bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the balance between repressing the negative feeling and letting it rule over me, but no one said it's going to be easy to employ daily affirmations on yourself. Especially when things are not fine by my standards! It's so tiring to have to remind myself where I stand, how I am feeling, how I felt and how and I want to feel everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish life has its better days. Studying is not exactly what I want to do in recent years, even though learning is an absolutely enjoyable process. I do it because there's simply nothing else I want to do. I don't exactly know what I want in life. Koh has been utmost supportive in whatever choices I make. I've grown to be so dependent on him nowadays. I recall that dark period of my life when Daddy suddenly passed away. I heard them say how Daddy must be proud of me for being able to hold myself strong and bring the whole family through that period. What they did not realise was because I had Koh. He knew I could make decisions. He didn't say much. He just stayed around and made sure I could catch him in sight whenever, wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blotches of sound and image were vivid that day. I lied that I had forgotten. The strange recollection was not faint. I hope to get some blessings from the Higher Order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-3499306957701436895?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3499306957701436895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=3499306957701436895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/3499306957701436895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/3499306957701436895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-circuits-in-brain.html' title='Short circuits in the brain'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-144128493786249400</id><published>2010-02-11T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:37:04.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry, count to ten. Very angry, swear.</title><content type='html'>It's very tough not to be bothered about offensive statements. I get angry. Very angry. Then I feel like bashing that fellow up and scold some vulgarities.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I know better than to do that. An idiot who makes offensive statements without thinking obviously shows how handicapped he is in his education, especially in his values. This sort of person will never become my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-144128493786249400?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/144128493786249400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=144128493786249400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/144128493786249400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/144128493786249400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2010/02/angry-count-to-ten-very-angry-swear.html' title='Angry, count to ten. Very angry, swear.'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-8425230804817657352</id><published>2010-01-11T01:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:44:07.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>金玉在外，败絮其中。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;与陌生人的友谊，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;冷漠的感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;酷似寒冬腊月。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;不喜欢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;那种脸色、那种态度。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; line-height: 23px; "&gt;是谁勾勒了一幅五彩缤纷、魅力四射的梦幻世界？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;然后才发现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;被蒙骗了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;掉入&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;极为厌恶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;的陷阱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 23px;"&gt;不仅眼睛会欺骗人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 23px;"&gt;伸手能碰到的也未必可靠。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;执著的价值何在？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;我的执著是否依然执著？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;最好自行吸收。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-8425230804817657352?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/8425230804817657352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/8425230804817657352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='金玉在外，败絮其中。'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-2193791822403814786</id><published>2009-06-22T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:14:26.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>父亲节快乐</title><content type='html'>Secret anniversaries of the heart tears me apart&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the sorrow that has kept me company all this while&lt;br /&gt;Nice places&lt;br /&gt;Delicious food&lt;br /&gt;The smell of books&lt;br /&gt;Rich cultural heritage&lt;br /&gt;Incomprehensible conversations&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual discussions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are the only fortune worth the having&lt;br /&gt;So fondly cuddled in the heart itself&lt;br /&gt;Its warmth can melt away the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;But when will the sorrow go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any little thought of June&lt;br /&gt;May make life a little sweeter&lt;br /&gt;It's the words and deeds you have left for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父女总是情深意切。因为女儿是老爸上辈子的情人。&lt;br /&gt;父亲节快乐！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-2193791822403814786?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2193791822403814786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=2193791822403814786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/2193791822403814786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/2193791822403814786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='父亲节快乐'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-4205641215342856382</id><published>2009-04-15T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:29:00.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving from the past to the future</title><content type='html'>I re-read some of my old posts. Seems like I used to be a happier person than I am now. Sigh... Wonder what happened along e way sometimes? Nowadays seldom update my blog too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this last time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My domain is my territory. My rule. My control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my domain, I have paramount and absolute ownership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my domain, my activity or concern consists of spontaneous and varied possibilities, different from that of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my domain, I'm an open connected set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sphere is the extent of my knowledge. My experience. My pursuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my sphere, the apparent surface of my life is projected. Life has far more to offer and I have important goals to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my sphere, the enclosure encapsules the very essence of what life means to me. I luxuriate in things which give gratification to the senses. I reject anything that is tasteless, vulgar or coarse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am comforted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-4205641215342856382?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4205641215342856382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=4205641215342856382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4205641215342856382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4205641215342856382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2009/04/moving-from-past-to-future.html' title='Moving from the past to the future'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-942402707249441938</id><published>2009-04-15T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:03:04.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream gown</title><content type='html'>Speak of wedding preparations, I thought I had started. Haha... Turned out that all I had done was booked e venue and wedding package... Now then start to panick when it's near gown selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was surfing online and saw this gown. Beautiful... Like the garnet red colour. Wonder if e bridal shop can custom make something like this for me? Hee... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 320px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324855823900693986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SeWwKNfFVeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9gdfnMzs4sg/s320/redwhite1backfullSFF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/16570342-942402707249441938?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/942402707249441938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=942402707249441938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/942402707249441938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/942402707249441938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-dream-gown.html' title='My dream gown'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SeWwKNfFVeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9gdfnMzs4sg/s72-c/redwhite1backfullSFF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-2956537386541266608</id><published>2009-04-15T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:32:45.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>Solitude&lt;br /&gt;A deliberate choice? By circumstance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect&lt;br /&gt;The transcedent moments&lt;br /&gt;Who can remember? Who can forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I bother you so much&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is still embedded within your soul&lt;br /&gt;That you sent an expected hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Devastated my heart&lt;br /&gt;Leaving only grief and loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distorted perceptions&lt;br /&gt;Bygones are not bygones&lt;br /&gt;Solitude cannot be evaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I release my expectations&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not who changes&lt;br /&gt;Life feeds back truth to people&lt;br /&gt;In its own way and time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-2956537386541266608?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2956537386541266608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=2956537386541266608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/2956537386541266608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/2956537386541266608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2009/04/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-6828452822393128277</id><published>2009-02-19T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:07:17.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 13th man‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304183087917080258" style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SZw-amrunsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OBlsKtuadwo/s320/The+13th+Man.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304184603232648242" style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SZw_yzrHPDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/j2rAWWaIYwg/s320/The+13th+Man+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sent me an email with this picture.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you wonder how people just appear / disappear, just like some friends?&lt;br /&gt;I had some good catching up with some friends, and none at all with some.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to miss some dear old people.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they miss me too? :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-6828452822393128277?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6828452822393128277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=6828452822393128277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6828452822393128277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6828452822393128277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/13th-man.html' title='The 13th man‏'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SZw-amrunsI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OBlsKtuadwo/s72-c/The+13th+Man.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-932578197615774155</id><published>2008-07-22T07:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T07:35:02.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding preparations begin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Date: 21 Nov 2009 Saturday (confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Grand Copthorne Waterfront Hotel (confirmed) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Money for tables: Saving in progress... Rate of Ang Bao inflation definitely slower than table price inflation. Hahaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Money for house renovation: Saving in progress... Rate of material inflation definitely faster than construction of my new flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Flat: Ready in 2011/2012... Still a long way to go... (unconfirmed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-932578197615774155?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/932578197615774155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=932578197615774155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/932578197615774155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/932578197615774155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/checklist-for-21-nov-2009-wedding.html' title='Wedding preparations begin.'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-1399901153436026072</id><published>2008-07-22T07:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:11.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introvert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/062808/your-personality-type.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225609593118767042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SIUYPQy3t8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mC51npu1szk/s320/your-personality-type.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/16570342-1399901153436026072?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1399901153436026072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=1399901153436026072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/1399901153436026072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/1399901153436026072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/introvert.html' title='Introvert'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/SIUYPQy3t8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mC51npu1szk/s72-c/your-personality-type.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-68154883784588306</id><published>2008-05-20T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:54:16.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name in a 'box"</title><content type='html'>Can u imagine this is what my name looks like in a 'box'? Hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BigTag" style="border-width: 0px; width: 422px; height: 452px;" alt="BigTag" src="http://www.ezcode.com.sg/SavedTags/Bf42Wti3NALQBCIMAGE.PNG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-68154883784588306?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/68154883784588306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=68154883784588306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/68154883784588306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/68154883784588306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2008/05/name-in-box.html' title='Name in a &apos;box&quot;'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-7526152232178355180</id><published>2008-03-30T10:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T11:41:56.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean to be an old friend?</title><content type='html'>I was looking forward to the gathering after some hard work for weeks. I believe that my friends are nice people, but I couldn't help thinking that we had drifted apart and continued drifting. Perhaps I don't put in enough effort to meet them up or what, but I seem to be missing out on things. But I thought I was trying to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's words hurt me badly yesterday. I had just experienced some success in a certain aspect of life and I had wanted to share it with them, but someone's repeatedly remarks "don't want to talk about it" made me really shut up. I was naive to think that if I wanted to talk to a friend to seek some honest opinion because I trusted that person to do so, we might use the opportunity of striking a good conversation based on similar experience. I may be of a quiet nature in the past, but now I have grown and I know I'm a different person. I just want to catch up on the lost years of friendship, so I'm all ready to talk about things happening to me and listen to things happening to you. But.. Apparently, I was wrong. Sometimes, it's just difficult to bare your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to question. If people have been long time friends, what should the relationship be like? What are the topics that can be openly discussed? What are the things that are taboo? Are there really stuff so taboo that words associated with it can't be mentioned too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question. Was being quiet and shy a wrong way of life in the past? I never liked to talk much in the past, because I didn't know what to talk about, I guess. Now that I know, I can't. Haa... Life is wierd sometimes. But I know it's difficult to understand people most of the times. I guess I have to learn to be more understanding. You can bring a cow to the water but you can't force it to drink. I may want to know more about you but you may not want to talk to me. It's a sad feeling to have to hear about things of old friends from others' mouth, despite you sitting with me at the same table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-7526152232178355180?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7526152232178355180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=7526152232178355180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/7526152232178355180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/7526152232178355180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-does-it-mean-to-be-old-friend.html' title='What does it mean to be an old friend?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-5256479081281964352</id><published>2008-01-06T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:12.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New shelves</title><content type='html'>My study room is becoming a massive store room. To celebrate the beginning of a new year, I got myself new shelves for my study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like this from IKEA. They looked really light. Who could tell that they weigh a good 34kg when they arrived in boxes. The cardboard of the boxes were quite weak. 4 pieces fell out when my bro helped me to carry them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/R4DmsuoODiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ga9zR0PV6XM/s320/EXPEDIT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152371629817204258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my mother and sister, we managed to fix both shelves up on a Saturday afternoon. Hee... gals rule! We hid the 4 pieces with minor corner cracks very well towards the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/R4Dms-oODjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/TVtWG9t3AlU/s320/DSCF4449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152371634112171570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where was Mr Koh? Arrgghh, he slept like a pig after some eerie encounter on Friday night. He lost our common HP ornament after the encounter. Sounds pretty eerie after he told me today. Yucks. The story will be told another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/R4DmtOoODkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EW14J8CHBpg/s320/DSCF4447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152371638407138882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, end-product after one day's hard work. Smilesz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/R4DmtuoODlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xCgWtAkcx04/s320/DSCF4451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152371646997073490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-5256479081281964352?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5256479081281964352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=5256479081281964352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5256479081281964352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5256479081281964352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-shelves.html' title='New shelves'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/R4DmsuoODiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ga9zR0PV6XM/s72-c/EXPEDIT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-2515158947367960514</id><published>2007-10-05T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T16:09:46.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chung Ling news in Lian He Zao Bao 5th Oct 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daddy, for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由本地校友编写 槟城钟灵校史论集今发行&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● 林妙娜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了编写母校校史，一群已在新加坡落地生根的槟城钟灵中学校友在过去四年里不辞劳苦，从事筹划、收集资料和编写的工作，赶在母校90周年校庆之前出版这本意义非凡的校史论集。&lt;br /&gt;　　这本《槟城钟灵中学校史论集》是有关钟灵中学校史的第一本著作，由一群在新加坡的钟灵老校友编写。&lt;br /&gt;　　主编陈荣照博士受访时说：“钟灵中学以前也出版过与学校历史有关的书籍，但并不完整，不如这本论集那么有系统地规划钟灵的校史。”&lt;br /&gt;　　退休前担任国大中文系高级讲师兼中文系副主任及汉学研究中心副主任的王慷鼎博士、叶钟铃和陈闻察则负责撰写校史的工作。&lt;br /&gt;　　外交部长杨荣文曾在一个私人聚餐会上鼓励钟灵校友记载钟灵师生抗日扶华的历史，作为教育下一代的文献。&lt;br /&gt;　　陈荣照博士曾任新加坡国立大学中文系主任暨汉学研究中心主任，他指出，也是钟灵校友的卫生部长许文远在2002年于新山举行的世界钟灵校友会嘉年华会上提议撰写一部校史。钟灵校友对这个提议的反应非常热烈，新加坡钟灵校友会隔年成立编写工作委员会，由黄国良担任主任。到了2005年10月，陈荣照博士正式受委为编写校史主编。&lt;br /&gt;　　编委会以王慷鼎博士定下草案为依据，在钟灵新加坡校友会通过这项计划后，从去年1月开始一年八个月马不停蹄的编写工作。&lt;br /&gt;　　钟灵学校是马来西亚华文教育史上一所备受瞩目学府，在1917年2月初办小学，六年后开办初中。高瞻远瞩的历任校长在教学方面就强调双语、双文化并重的治学方针，培养出一届届精通双语的毕业生。&lt;br /&gt;　　此外，钟灵师生1937年和1945年间参与抗日援华、抗日卫马运动中的贡献也成为钟灵学生引以为豪的事迹。&lt;br /&gt;为撰写这段抗日历史，王慷鼎博士访问了各地的校友。他说：“殉难师生纪念碑就摆在学校内靠近正门的地方，我们每天经过这个地方，沉浸在学长和老师们无私奉献的精神中。这也是为什么在钟中求学的生活有时会有辛苦的时候，我们也不敢怠惰、不愿作求学的逃兵。”&lt;br /&gt;　　许文远从1965年到1972年，从初中一年级到大学先修班二年级在钟灵中学求学，长达八年。他通过电邮接受本报访问时说：“校友们紧密的联系是钟灵的强项、也是特色之一。这除了需要一支出色的领导团队，也需要长时期的孕育。在我看来，钟灵校风和前南大校风如出一辙；虽得来不易，但是校风一旦成为传统，它将一直发展下去。”&lt;br /&gt;　　许文远也是钟灵新加坡校友会荣誉会长，他指出，钟中强调三语（华语、英语、马来语）的教学政策及科学与科技方面的课程内容，为同学们奠定巩固的基础。&lt;br /&gt;　　他也说：“比钟灵教育所带来的经济效益更重要的一点是华人传统价值观对我们的影响。直到今天，社会置于个人之上、自律和诚信等价值观都影响着我们的生活，时时鞭策着钟灵校友。”&lt;br /&gt;　　八年的中学生活除了让许文远和同学建立真挚的友谊，也让他和妻子从同学成为情侣。&lt;br /&gt;　　他说：“我们在高二那年开始交往，考完剑桥A水准会考之后的日子更是我在钟灵的巅峰。这也是发生在我身上最美好的一件事。”&lt;br /&gt;　　编委会指出，为中学撰写校史论集在新马两地相当少见，钟中相信是继柔佛新山宽柔中学和吉隆坡尊孔中学之后，出版校史论集的第三所中学。因此，当此书于上个月中举行的世界钟灵校友嘉年华会暨90周年校庆上发布时，来自世界各地的校友无不给予热烈支持。&lt;br /&gt;　　钟灵（新加坡）校友会今早将在新加坡发布《槟城钟灵中学校史论集》，售价40元，有兴趣购买者，可与编委会主任黄国良联系，邮址ngkokliang@yahoo.com.sg。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;钟灵中学创校以来&lt;br /&gt;强调双语并重&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　即使面对英文所带来的实用价值和就业机会，钟灵中学坚持不割舍华文的重要性，确保双语教育平衡共进。高瞻远瞩的双语政策为传统华校的学生奠下稳固的基础，培育出的第一届毕业生早在1925年就已面向世界，到中国上海深造。&lt;br /&gt;　　编委会在受访时一再强调，钟灵中学第一任教务长顾因明自创校以来，便选择了重视和加强英文教学的办学方针；陈充恩校长在接下来20年的苦心经营则奠定双语教学的校风，让钟灵成为一所英文水可向英校看齐的华校，校誉卓越。&lt;br /&gt;　　负责撰写钟灵双语政策的王慷鼎博士指出，身处英国殖民地这个政治环境，加上新马是一个多元文化种族的移民商业社会，在马来西亚的华校很早就意识到英文的实用价值。&lt;br /&gt;　　不过，钟灵在提升英文水平的过程中从未摒弃华文对华人的重要性，英文教学的实行是在维持华文中学应有的华文水平的大前提下进行。&lt;br /&gt;　　保留下来最早和最完整的资料是1926年顾因明任内的资料。资料显示，中一至中三的英文课上课节数是每周介于10节和11节之间，几乎是每周6节的华文课的一倍。&lt;br /&gt;　　为确保华文水平不受影响，中一的学生除了英文科外，其他科目所使用的课本都以中文书写。不过，到了中三除了华文课，其他各科如历史、地理、数学和打字都用英文教材。&lt;br /&gt;　　王博士说：“身为传统华文学校，钟灵认定了华文为我们的基础，我们只有在打好这个基础后才提高英文水平。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zaobao.com/sp/sp071005_524.html" target="_new"&gt;http://www.zaobao.com/sp/sp071005_524.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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She's always so ready to offer her help to her friends. Sometimes it makes me wonder the true meaning of 'sinister'. Haa... It's a different type of 'sinisterism', I guess. Talk is in the way of a possible Europe backpacking next year. Most people heard of the phrase 'great minds think alike'. When SPIC mentioned she wanted to go Germany, 'sinister minds think alike' flashed through my mind. Haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are considered smooth-sailing in KL. Discovered quite a lot of things which only make sense to me now, and more than convinced that my dad was smart. Collected his final medical report from the hospital in Malacca, and found out his brain can pack more neurons in a given area of cortex, the brain size just slightly bigger than that of Albert Einstein. Small brain means smart woh. Haa... Not a bad idea to share the same name as the famous scientist. Also makes me wonder, does that mean a bird with pea-brain is smart? Haa... Apart from the heart that was problematic, every other part of the body was 'grossly normal'. Doctors just love to use big terms in medical reports. I had to google and wiki search almost very single big word in the report to find out what the doctor was talking about. And why do they love to use 'grossly normal' since it's normal anyway? Funny right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not extremely looking forward to going back to work. I have yet to find what truly interests me in life. I'd keep on searching. Even if it takes me 50 years, I still need money to feed me. Haa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-6451525105349043114?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6451525105349043114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=6451525105349043114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6451525105349043114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6451525105349043114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-in-singapore.html' title='Back in Singapore'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-5491671208214734252</id><published>2007-09-09T09:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:18:15.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>I found all those things he used to predict his life, our lives. Some people say too much of these stuff shorten lifespans. I guess it's true in my dad's case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found his old photos. He looked pretty handsome when he was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found all his Chung Ling anniversary school magazines, coupled with a photo of him together with his good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a letter from Hainan. He has kept in touch with the old folks there and sent money back regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found his engineering drawings. He could draw such straight lines without a ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found his calculator. We bought the same calculators together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a lot of advanced stuff on his new laptop. We bought him the laptop. It was our father's day gift to him in 2007. It was his last present from us. It was also his favourite. My father's friends told us how much he loved it that he used it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found many father's day cards in his drawers. He kept them so well. I almost thought they were new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are still many things for me to find out. But I'd love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-5491671208214734252?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5491671208214734252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=5491671208214734252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5491671208214734252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5491671208214734252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbye-daddy.html' title='Goodbye, Daddy!'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-888017684366829957</id><published>2007-08-14T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:12.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is willing to share my 'joy'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/081307/split-the-cake.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098483242659601394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RsFzfwwB2_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/APfEzFvQcFE/s400/split-the-cake.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nation's birthday just passed. Who ever said that celebrations are joyous by nature?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wonder if the things I'm doing are necessary? Or am I just doing for the sake of doing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any volunteers to share my 'joy'?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-888017684366829957?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/888017684366829957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=888017684366829957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/888017684366829957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/888017684366829957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-is-willing-to-share-half-my-load.html' title='Who is willing to share my &apos;joy&apos;?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RsFzfwwB2_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/APfEzFvQcFE/s72-c/split-the-cake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-6636531574160425356</id><published>2007-08-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:13.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much do I like my work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/072507/paid-slightly-more.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098487095245265922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RsF3AAwB3AI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RD_hos3DSI4/s400/paid-slightly-more.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get more than peanuts, I'd like my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-6636531574160425356?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6636531574160425356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=6636531574160425356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6636531574160425356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6636531574160425356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-much-do-i-like-my-work.html' title='How much do I like my work?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RsF3AAwB3AI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RD_hos3DSI4/s72-c/paid-slightly-more.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-8607910256957375103</id><published>2007-06-09T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:16:18.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have A Type A Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hyper, energetic, and always on the mood&lt;br /&gt;You tend to succeed at everything you attempt&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't succeed at first, you quickly climb your way to the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be called a workaholic, but you also make time for fun&lt;br /&gt;As long as it's high energy and competitive, you're interested&lt;br /&gt;You have the perfect personality for business and atheltic success&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/" target="_blank"&gt;Do You Have a Type A Personality?&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/16570342-8607910256957375103?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8607910256957375103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=8607910256957375103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/8607910256957375103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/8607910256957375103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-type-personality.html' title='My Personality'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-6536818297105178283</id><published>2007-06-05T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T12:08:40.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of conquer</title><content type='html'>SPIC and I discussed about the joy of conquer the other day. I gathered that I'm not an ambitious person. I thought I'm just a "small" woman, hoping Koh will take care of me forever. Yet there's always this little part of me which enjoys overcoming challenges. If I don't get something that I want, I'll be very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the eve of the SPIC's birthday. She bought herself that last piece of the black envelope sling bag afterall. I knew she couldn't get her eyes off it. Haa... Little did I expect her to go back to the same place again and got it. What coincidence! I'm like that too. Went shopping with FMIL at Metro the other day and I couldn't take my eyes off a pair of shoes. In the end, I ended up shopping with my mother there as well. And yes, that pair of shoes was cheaper after a couple of days and now sits right in my shoe cabinet. :) Haa... A simple case of the joy of conquer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-6536818297105178283?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6536818297105178283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=6536818297105178283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6536818297105178283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/6536818297105178283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/joy-of-conquer.html' title='The joy of conquer'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-4876779252437323820</id><published>2007-06-05T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:13.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housekeeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/082403/cleaning-out-a-keyboard.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RmTeIMdRUmI/AAAAAAAAADU/veemI3WRcxs/s400/cleaning-out-a-keyboard.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072423312690336354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-4876779252437323820?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4876779252437323820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=4876779252437323820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4876779252437323820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4876779252437323820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/housekeeping.html' title='Housekeeping'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RmTeIMdRUmI/AAAAAAAAADU/veemI3WRcxs/s72-c/cleaning-out-a-keyboard.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-5757685320291909565</id><published>2007-06-02T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:13.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RmTmT8dRUoI/AAAAAAAAADk/AlkwMISJ1zg/s400/sea+urchin+sashimi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072432310646821506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have sea urchin sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;*slurp slurp*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-5757685320291909565?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5757685320291909565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=5757685320291909565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5757685320291909565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5757685320291909565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/birthday-wishlist.html' title='Birthday Wishlist'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RmTmT8dRUoI/AAAAAAAAADk/AlkwMISJ1zg/s72-c/sea+urchin+sashimi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-7286912384732888296</id><published>2007-06-01T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:13.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zap Zap</title><content type='html'>I see Koh play with the Zap Zap like very fun woh. So when he asked me to try, I thought it should be fun too. Hell, 20 minutes of torture. I'd rather do 60 sit-ups everyday. Fat then fat lah... Why the advertisements make it seem so good? Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RmTkzMdRUnI/AAAAAAAAADc/kYnV7hE58Ao/s400/uzap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072430648494477938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-7286912384732888296?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7286912384732888296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=7286912384732888296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/7286912384732888296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/7286912384732888296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/06/zap-zap.html' title='Zap Zap'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RmTkzMdRUnI/AAAAAAAAADc/kYnV7hE58Ao/s72-c/uzap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-5799296674699267500</id><published>2007-04-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:14.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/082103/catching-boredom.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/Rii1U61zrpI/AAAAAAAAADM/PgUVfai6izQ/s400/catching-boredom.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055489952720334482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I'm feeling more and more tired. I've taken a more laid-back attitude towards my work, which is good for me. I've always been somewhat hardworking, or so I think, despite some unintelligent methods of being hardworking along the way. I've been like that since young, I guess. So being more laid-back buys me time to think about my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just talking to a good friend last week while she was rushing out her final portion on her Masters thesis. It's such a good feeling to know that I'm not alone in the world feeling tired and burnt out. It's that sort of feeling whereby you don't feel much about things anymore. You don't want to talk about it. You feel there's no point talking about it. That's exactly how I feel towards work now. It's not the specifics of the work; it's not the workplace culture; it's not the colleagues. In fact, they're nice. It's the job. I've lost focus in my job. I go to work everyday, meeting deadlines, filling up this and that form, finish up what we're supposed to be finishing, most of the times unable to finish up... Haa... But what the heck. It's a fact. I've lost focus in my job.  I don't know why I'm there everyday. That initial passion is gone. I can't locate it anymore. Whatever passion that was left had been drenched by the tremendous admin stuff and miscellaneous projects that I've to take on. Sometimes I wonder what's the purpose?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored with work. I need to find a new worm for a new catch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-5799296674699267500?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5799296674699267500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=5799296674699267500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5799296674699267500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5799296674699267500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/catching-boredom.html' title='Catching boredom'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/Rii1U61zrpI/AAAAAAAAADM/PgUVfai6izQ/s72-c/catching-boredom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-1022053257486314696</id><published>2007-04-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:14.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy</title><content type='html'>Finding myself having less and less time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful Koh and I are working in the same place. At least we can still go home together, or have lunch or dinner together. With work, work and more work, we are already spending less quality time together. In fact, we are occupied by work most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is endless. Our time together is endless too, provided we work at it. Otherwise the promise of forever ('endless') will inevitably come to an end too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa... Imagine myself being so chim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RiOya8rL5XI/AAAAAAAAADE/7TCHzvGoR1o/s400/work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054079382873433458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-1022053257486314696?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1022053257486314696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=1022053257486314696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/1022053257486314696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/1022053257486314696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RiOya8rL5XI/AAAAAAAAADE/7TCHzvGoR1o/s72-c/work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-4020991465967597891</id><published>2007-04-16T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T01:39:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail therapy</title><content type='html'>Where's my pillow? I haven't got a good sleep in 2 weeks. Oh please! I want a more focused job! I'm going to work everyday not knowing what I'm doing exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does retail therapy really work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What some reason, I've been hearing this term from my friends lately. They're working in the same line as me. I seriously think everyone's burnt out somehow. And they're de-stressing through the use of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm in the middle of my marriage preparation, so retail therapy is a no-no for me. I'd rather go and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*finds my pillow*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-4020991465967597891?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4020991465967597891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=4020991465967597891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4020991465967597891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4020991465967597891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/04/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail therapy'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-5117892788112597927</id><published>2007-02-13T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T07:02:27.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting a new HP notebook!</title><content type='html'>Was so sad when my comp died earlier in December, upon my happy return from Taiwan. Finally getting a good deal from HP. Got promo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking fwd to my new notebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-5117892788112597927?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5117892788112597927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=5117892788112597927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5117892788112597927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/5117892788112597927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-getting-new-hp-notebook.html' title='I&apos;m getting a new HP notebook!'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-4424183310762766782</id><published>2006-12-19T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:15.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fruitful trip</title><content type='html'>Had a good time in Taiwan despite the winter cold, wind and rain. Coz made new friends during the trip and had a lot of great food! Most important of all, Mother is really happy to go visit Taiwan again after so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw speak of marriage luck, when flying back on plane, so happened plane company celebrating anniversary got lucky draw, and we won Star Cruise vouchers. Hee~~ Who says good things don't happen in a row? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010004341755621186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccZ5mCL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/7QyVjCRswxo/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010004346050588498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccaJmCL1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/YMwpawr3Kc8/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010004346050588514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccaJmCL2I/AAAAAAAAACY/Pv9ZMtH_WI0/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010003993863270130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccFpmCLvI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Umjix8V_30/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010003998158237442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccF5mCLwI/AAAAAAAAABo/zOQ21JaGP_E/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010003998158237458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccF5mCLxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Z2eOO4195js/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010004002453204770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccGJmCLyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DtXNXDEbeCU/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010004002453204786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccGJmCLzI/AAAAAAAAACA/iDSdbFPIjE4/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/16570342-4424183310762766782?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4424183310762766782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=4424183310762766782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4424183310762766782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/4424183310762766782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/12/fruitful-trip.html' title='A fruitful trip'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYccZ5mCL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/7QyVjCRswxo/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-3806732257829061915</id><published>2006-12-19T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:29:17.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-married</title><content type='html'>Solemnised our marriage. So that's legal. 1/4 of the marriage completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took wedding photos in Taiwan. 2/4 = 1/2 of the marriage completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the remaining 1/2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the house is ready, 3/4 of the marriage completed.&lt;br /&gt;When the customary ceremony is held, one whole is the perfect fraction. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to wait...&lt;br /&gt;But meanwhile, any comments on the following pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992483350916834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRnpmCLuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z7h6pCgDZ4o/s400/ROM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992272897519234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRbZmCLoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yAJHUXctzdo/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992277192486546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRbpmCLpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/F9J4BvHCi5M/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992277192486562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRbpmCLqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xy2xxaO7F0o/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992277192486578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRbpmCLrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/91ynsrpQWPo/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992281487453890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRb5mCLsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PMq_5RO4OLk/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009992483350916818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRnpmCLtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5qHp7mTO7Yg/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-3806732257829061915?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3806732257829061915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=3806732257829061915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/3806732257829061915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/3806732257829061915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/12/half-married.html' title='Half-married'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Pr3krchLT8/RYcRnpmCLuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/z7h6pCgDZ4o/s72-c/ROM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-116384035627937485</id><published>2006-11-18T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T17:03:16.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid</title><content type='html'>Tried out this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Haa, I'm paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="355" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" name="qgtable2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Your Social Dysfunction:&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show pervasive and unwarranted suspiciousness, and mistrust of others.  You are overly sensitive and prone to jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table name="qgtable" width="350" height="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" style='background: url(http://img.quizgalaxy.com/social-dysfunction-bg.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td width="88"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="122"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td width="88"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="top" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/locator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=72"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 7pt;"&gt;Please note that we aren't, nor do we claim to be, psychologists.  This quiz is for fun and entertainment only.  Try not to freak out about your results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-116384035627937485?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/116384035627937485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=116384035627937485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116384035627937485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116384035627937485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/11/paranoid.html' title='Paranoid'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-116383381930046612</id><published>2006-11-18T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T16:41:35.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down to ROM</title><content type='html'>4 days to ROM. Not feeling especially anxious or happy. Coz the last 10 days had been really hectic. I prefer to call that "the madness of rush". When I could finally rest yesterday, I slept from 5pm in the evening to 7am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a week before I was back at work from my MC, I worked non-stop all the way till 17 Nov. My partner-at-work was at reservist, leaving me to cope with all that photo/video stuff alone. Then people from all departments asked for this and that. Hey, please! Since you know I'm on MC, then don't call me early in the morning or late in the night and say, "I know you're on MC and I"m sorry to bother you but..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's over. I'm just so glad the madness is over. Just let me know in advance what I have to do. Don't push me too far. It's not nice when I get rude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-116383381930046612?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/116383381930046612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=116383381930046612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116383381930046612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116383381930046612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/11/counting-down-to-rom.html' title='Counting down to ROM'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-116030075210562553</id><published>2006-10-08T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:54:42.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand on splint</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of camp.&lt;br /&gt;Rockwall.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of camp.&lt;br /&gt;Rockwall.&lt;br /&gt;Don't eat so much McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;I can't handle it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 after camp.&lt;br /&gt;The strain.&lt;br /&gt;Pain should be over pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;Strenuous activities are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 after camp.&lt;br /&gt;The strain.&lt;br /&gt;Pain should be over pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;Strenuous activities are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 after camp.&lt;br /&gt;The strain straining.&lt;br /&gt;Pain is not over.&lt;br /&gt;"Better see a doctor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 after camp.&lt;br /&gt;Chronic sprain.&lt;br /&gt;"See specialist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 after camp.&lt;br /&gt;Tendon inflammation.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for swelling to subside.&lt;br /&gt;"Rest or it will never get well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 38 after camp.&lt;br /&gt;Post-camp suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-116030075210562553?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/116030075210562553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=116030075210562553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116030075210562553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116030075210562553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/10/hand-on-splint.html' title='Hand on splint'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-116029954921125943</id><published>2006-10-08T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:30:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking like an intellectual</title><content type='html'>A post on notsniw's Bloggie just rekindled my love for physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, sprouted some nonsense in his pages based on my humble understanding of what I studied in my 4 years of university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His questions as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Q1: If a person exerts a force of 50N on a box and the friction involved is 4N, we know that the box will start moving because it has a resultant force of 46N acting on it. But... we know that from N3L, the box will exert an equal and opposite force which should cancel out with your initial 50N exerted, giving the box a resultant force of 0N. What is the problem here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Newton's 1st law states that "An object that is not moving will not move until a force acts upon it.&lt;br /&gt;An object that is in motion will not change velocity until a force acts upon it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially this is also the law of inertia which indicates that the net force on an object is the vector sum of all the forces acting on the object. If this sum is zero, the state of motion of the object does not change. But in the case of Q1, the sum is not zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of Newton's 1st law, we arrive at F = ma where it is defined in physics that the mass of a body is "reciprocally proportional to the bodies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derivation as follows:&lt;br /&gt;F = k d(mv)/dt, where k = constant of proportionality, F and v in vector form&lt;br /&gt;When mass is known to be constant,&lt;br /&gt;F = kma, where F and a in vector form&lt;br /&gt;Using SI units where k = 1 or unity,&lt;br /&gt;F = ma, where F and a in vector form&lt;br /&gt;Therefore F=ma (Newton's 2nd law) becomes a quantitative restatement of Newton's 1st law. Now mass is a measurement of inertia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes Newton's 3rd law. Even in the case of the 2 forces being equal in magnitude but opposite in direction, the accelerations are not. Based on Newton's 2nd law, the less massive object will have a greater acceleration. Example: Compare the force on the ground hit by the ball and the Earth's force on the ball. The magnitude is the same and opposite but due to Newton's 2nd law, the mass of the ball is smaller, thus a greater acceleration of the ball as compared to the Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Q2: To correctly identify the pair/pairs of action-reaction forces in a diagram involving a box on a table. Is the weight of the box an action-reaction pair with the contact force of the box on the table?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Newton's 1st law: An object that is not moving will not move until a force acts upon it. No other force acting on either body. As mentioned by toukarin, I also interpret a closed system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton's 2nd law:&lt;br /&gt;box: F=ma, where a = constant&lt;br /&gt;table: F=ma, where a = constant&lt;br /&gt;Formula verfies what Newton's 1st law suggested, neither box nor table moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton's 3rd law: Constant acceleration in both bodies resulting in no motion imply mutual actions of 2 bodies upon each other. The changes made by these actions are equal, thus changes of the velocities made toward contrary parts are reciprocally proportional to the bodies, fulfilling F = k d(mv)/dt, in turn fulfilling F = d(mv)/dt = m(dv/dt) + v(dm/dt), conservation of momentum preserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind if my answers are correct or not. I like the thought processes. I have NOT felt intellectual for a really long time, coz involved in kiddy stuff for too long. I need more intellectual challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, notsniw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-116029954921125943?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/116029954921125943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=116029954921125943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116029954921125943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/116029954921125943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/10/thinking-like-intellectual.html' title='Thinking like an intellectual'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115724940715658534</id><published>2006-09-03T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:14:53.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTJ</title><content type='html'>Took a &lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htm" target="_new"&gt;test &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My Type is INTJ (Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging)&lt;br /&gt;Introverted 11%&lt;br /&gt;Intuitive 50%&lt;br /&gt;Thinking 25%&lt;br /&gt;Judging 1%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what it says about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Of the four aspects of strategic analysis and definition, it is the contingency planning or entailment organizing role that reaches the highest development in Masterminds. Entailing or contingency planning is not an informative activity, rather it is a directive one in which the planner tells others what to do and in what order to do it. As the organizing capabilities the Masterminds increase so does their inclination to take charge of whatever is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in their abilities that Masterminds differ from the other Rationals, while in most of their attitudes they are just like the others. However there is one attitude that sets them apart from other Rationals: they tend to be much more self-confident than the rest, having, for obscure reasons, developed a very strong will. They are rather rare, comprising no more than, say, one percent of the population. Being very judicious, decisions come naturally to them; indeed, they can hardly rest until they have things settled, decided, and set. They are the people who are able to formulate coherent and comprehensive contingency plans, hence contingency organizers or "entailers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masterminds will adopt ideas only if they are useful, which is to say if they work efficiently toward accomplishing the Mastermind's well-defined goals. Natural leaders, Masterminds are not at all eager to take command of projects or groups, preferring to stay in the background until others demonstrate their inability to lead. Once in charge, however, Masterminds are the supreme pragmatists, seeing reality as a crucible for refining their strategies for goal-directed action. In a sense, Masterminds approach reality as they would a giant chess board, always seeking strategies that have a high payoff, and always devising contingency plans in case of error or adversity. To the Mastermind, organizational structure and operational procedures are never arbitrary, never set in concrete, but are quite malleable and can be changed, improved, streamlined. In their drive for efficient action, Masterminds are the most open-minded of all the types. No idea is too far-fetched to be entertained-if it is useful. Masterminds are natural brainstormers, always open to new concepts and, in fact, aggressively seeking them. They are also alert to the consequences of applying new ideas or positions. Theories which cannot be made to work are quickly discarded by the Masterminds. On the other hand, Masterminds can be quite ruthless in implementing effective ideas, seldom counting personal cost in terms of time and energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about &lt;a href="http://typelogic.com/intj.html" target="_new"&gt;INTJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115724940715658534?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115724940715658534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115724940715658534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115724940715658534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115724940715658534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/09/intj.html' title='INTJ'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115725147407380010</id><published>2006-09-03T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:54:25.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/46.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/30.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/25.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115725147407380010?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115725147407380010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115725147407380010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115725147407380010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115725147407380010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/09/after-photoshoot.html' title='After the Photoshoot'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115718175796376722</id><published>2006-09-02T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:21:18.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Indoor Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>Yest was my 1st photoshoot session! Of course! Coz my 1st time getting married! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to prepare lots of things just for the photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripped this off from the Singapore Brides Forum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Things to bring: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. wedding and/or engagement ring &amp; props (eg. soft toys, memorable gifts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. silicon bra + girdle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. oil blotter, tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. small mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. comfy shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6. causual wear (i.e. shirt and jeans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. guys' long sleeved-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8. silver shoes for Wedding Gown &amp;amp; gold/bronze shoes for Evening Gown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10. $$ for MUA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11. receipt &amp; contract for Bridal Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12. fresh flowers for hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't follow everything lah... Bothersome. I brought the following instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. facial wash&lt;br /&gt;2. 3 pairs of earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3. oil blotter, tissue&lt;br /&gt;4. small mirror&lt;br /&gt;5. comfy shoes&lt;br /&gt;6. causual wear (i.e. shirt and jeans)&lt;br /&gt;7. guys' long sleeved-shirts&lt;br /&gt;8. white shoes for Wedding Gown &amp;amp; Evening Gown&lt;br /&gt;9. water&lt;br /&gt;10. $$ for MUA&lt;br /&gt;11. receipt &amp; contract for Bridal Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like not much difference from that list. Haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the photoshoot which coincides with our 4th anniversary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930-1000:&lt;br /&gt;Try gowns. Try gowns. Try more gowns. Finalise selection. Mr koh sit down read magazines, chit-chat with photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000-1100:&lt;br /&gt;Make-up. Super long session of make-up. First layer of ampoule. Wait for it to dry. Then apply foundation. Shape the eyebrows. Apply eye-shadow, then mascara, then fake eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so worried that my eyes would balloon with the mascara, coz told the MUA I'm allergic to some brands of mascara. Had bad experience with mascara before. Eyes swell up so much back then. But the swelling came only in the evening. Ever since then, I've never used mascara on my eyes. Anyway, she asked if I wanted to try hers. I thought well, ok, at most swell up at night. Haa... At least can look pretty for the next few hours during photoshoot. Really 爱美不要命. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's left eye touch up, right eye touch up; left eye touch up, right eye touch up... Seems never-ending. Finally the most dreaded mascara, which she applied only at the tips of my eyelashes. A pinch of painful stings on the eyes. Tried to bear with it. Then cannot liaoz. Haiz... No choice but to remove some of the mascara nearer to the eye. When she put on the fake eyelashes, I thought I looked pretty wired coz my eyes looked so big. Hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheeks and lips were fast. And ta-duh... funny-looking me in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile mr koh found his gold-coloured vest and balck coat. And he sat down to chit-chat with the photographer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1100-1130:&lt;br /&gt;Mr koh's turn to make-up. Haa... His eyebrows were shaped too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1130-1230:&lt;br /&gt;Actual photoshoot. Me too short. Stood on piles of magazines + my high heels. Tedious man. This is only Round 1. My own casual blue dress. Mr koh wore his long-sleeved grey topman shirt which I bought for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1230-1330:&lt;br /&gt;Round 2. Changed into wedding gown and more poses with different make-up and hairstyle. Simple halter-necked wedding gown. Different from what I looked at last time. This had lots of beads and embriodery. And I thought I looked quite well. Haa... The last time I tried a halter gown I looked horrible. Wierd... Mr koh wore a white shirt, and a balck coat with gold vest. Haa... Can pretend to be some rich guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1330-1400:&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was Round 3, but no. Changd into evening gown and lunch break. After which, make-up and hairstyling again. Dark maroon/red evening gown. Very pretty. Had a hard time breathing after I squeezed into the coset-like dress. But I like its long tail, sweep here sweep there during photoshoot. Haa... Can't eat much being 'squeezed' in the evening gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400-1430: Rest time. More chit chat with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1430-1530: Round 3. Couldn't smile anymore. Mouth very cramped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1545: Changed back to my own clothes. Photographer let us view the raw samples on his comp. Wow, nice pics! Time to balek kampung. Tired liaoz... MUA was fantasic. Even give me extra fake eyelashes and sponge and told me I could use them at my Bridal Studio when I'm doing my ROM make-up. so sweet of her. In case those who don't know, I didn't have to pay for this photoshoot. I won it in a contest from a bridal magazine. And I usually thought free stuff won't be good quality. Man, I was wrong. So tempted to cancel my other contract and signed on with them instead. Good customer service doesn't come easy. She even called me tdy to check that my eyes were ok. Will discuss with mr koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posed in 3 styles altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my digicam along, but mr koh forgot to take it out during my gown selection, make-up preparation, so no pics. *sianz* Next round go Taiwan for Outdoor Photoshoot must remind him. Super forgetful guy. Can't wait to see my album next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway pic of my pretty shoes that I'm going to use for my ROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/CIMG0031%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch my space for more photos upcoming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115718175796376722?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115718175796376722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115718175796376722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115718175796376722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115718175796376722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/09/wedding-indoor-photoshoot.html' title='Wedding Indoor Photoshoot'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115665738847663009</id><published>2006-08-27T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:55:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gowns review</title><content type='html'>Went for gown testing not long ago. Confirmed my taiwan trip end of year. So excited to be taking my wedding photos overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that gown testing could be so tiring. And male opinions are really a bore. "Oh, this is nice!" "Oh, that is nice too!" Erm... No wonder there's this lyrics "I love you best when you say nothing at all". Sigh... As good as not saying anything. Sinister PICs, want to go gown testing with me next time? *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a variety of gowns. Here's my own review for myself with some comments from the consultant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, review the top aspect of the gown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bustier gowns (those tube types, focus on bust area): I actually look good despite my fat arms and short height. Haa... But there're better stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halter gowns (low V-neck): No good on me at all! Surprising, coz me usually wear lots of V-neck for my day-to-day wear. Realise is becoz of long skirts, then bodice looks very short in wedding gown. So this style is out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ball gowns (very princess-like with the can-can underneath skirt): Best choice for me! Simple gowns don't look good on me. So therefore now glad that the bf took up MTM package for me. Can get to wear newly designed gown with complicated lace and embroidery. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Secondly, the skirt aspect of the gown:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simple fluffy skirt: Too simple. Makes me look short. Enhances my 'shortness' in comparison to the bf, even if there are pretty embroidery at the bottom of the skirt. I think too much emphasis at the bottom of the gown will let others take more notice of our height difference.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ruffles: Simple skirt with simple designs but takes away the 'short look'. Amazing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asymmetrical ruffles: Look so sweet! Haa... I quite like that look. Btw I look awful in all-white gowns, so pink, ivory or gold would be my choice! Daring choice? Hee...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In summary, my dream gown would be like this: bustier top, closer to ball gown type, short bodice, skirt with ruffles (symmetrical or asymmetrical), no train behind for convenient walking. Well, no pic yet coz not finalised yet of coz! That's why jio-ing my PICs to test with me again the next round.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, enjoy the pics below. Will be posting more about my wedding preparations. Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/w242_sec02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/7107_sec02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/7011_sec03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/008_sec03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115665738847663009?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115665738847663009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115665738847663009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665738847663009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665738847663009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/08/gowns-review.html' title='Gowns review'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115665511642738666</id><published>2006-08-27T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:44:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a site for shopping addicts</title><content type='html'>Recently addicted to this website &lt;a href="http://www.cct-fashion.com" target="_new"&gt;www.cct-fashion.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Go look at the clothes! So sweet and girlish. Many babydoll dresses and tops. Hee... So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I chanced upon the website and happened to share it with one of my colleagues one day. And she was immediately hooked onto it. So she started jio-ing a couple of girls in the office to order the minimum no. of pieces and give it a go. Seriously, it's actually quite cheap coz the clothes are sold at wholesaler's price. The only problem is that each piece of clothing must fulfill a minimum purchase of 2 pcs / design, so we try to find those with 2 colours lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa... The colleague has already paid for our first purchases. Can't wait to receive the first shipment and try out the clothes. Reviews pending. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115665511642738666?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115665511642738666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115665511642738666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665511642738666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665511642738666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/08/site-for-shopping-addicts.html' title='a site for shopping addicts'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115665252049516050</id><published>2006-08-24T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:22:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fold a shirt video</title><content type='html'>Just for my video archive. Haa... I like 'how-to' videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wX87T1jh-CQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wX87T1jh-CQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115665252049516050?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115665252049516050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115665252049516050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665252049516050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665252049516050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-fold-shirt-video.html' title='How to fold a shirt video'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115665152633004275</id><published>2006-08-23T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:10:56.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kanchiong ROM registration</title><content type='html'>Very long never blog liaoz... Super busy at work. Super tired too. Especially on Mon, which was a hectic day. Had a long day at work, and rushed back home to wait for 0000 hrs to register online on ROM website. After dinner, TV was boring. Showing some cranky people trying their best to 'act funny'. How on earth can one act funny? Wierd idea there from the producers. Not interested in the 9pm show, so ended up surfing the net for anything that comes to my mind. Then I heard the familiar news from the living room, which means it's finally 2200 hrs. Arrgghh... another 2 hrs of wait. Called bf to get ready the info. Prepared info all in soft copy, later we're all ready to just cut and paste, and finish within 10 min to get a place through the system. Gee... Want to get married also so troublesome. Seems like NUS students trying to bid for modules like that. Kiasu-ism continues after school life. Haa... 1 hr passed again, finally 2300. I'm getting sleepy, need to work the next day, so went to take a long, warm shower. Bf unable to contact me and panicked. Haa... He must be thinking, "Oei... Don't back out on me on the eleventh hour!" Haa... Back out on the eleventh hour at eleven o'clock sounds real... evil to me. Muahahahaha... By the time I got out of the shower, it was nicely 2340 hrs and we communicated thru messenger. He stayed at his house and I stayed at my place, so that in case whoever's comp's not working, well things get going right. Hee... How well thought out by me - the gf. At 0000 hrs, upon countless refreshing of the website, the dates finally changed to what we wanted: 22 Nov 2006! So I said, "Haa... luckily you got cable at home. Settle it now." Then he gave me a big surprise. He didn't download that soft copy onto his comp yet! So it was one big mess all over again. Frantic search for that soft copy of information on my comp, frantic reading of emails by the bf, loacting the files, switching off the firewall so as to send a file through messenger, opening the file, cut and paste all the information and what?! System rejects this info that info, but we copied info from our IC! Try and try and refresh and refresh, cut and paste and finally he's at the last page. Payment. Then guess what? "Where's the master card?" Shucks! Another frantic search before the numbers were keyed in and registration completed and confirmed. Almost immediately, email received by both of us. Super 'efficient' system and super kiasu system. Almost had a heart attack that night. Time for a good healing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115665152633004275?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115665152633004275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115665152633004275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665152633004275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115665152633004275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/08/kanchiong-rom-registration.html' title='The kanchiong ROM registration'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115121129761209167</id><published>2006-06-25T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:15:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 yrs old n he's travelling around the world!</title><content type='html'>I want to do that too! But no dancing though... LOL I can't dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNF_P281Uu4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNF_P281Uu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wherethehellismatt.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115121129761209167?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115121129761209167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115121129761209167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121129761209167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121129761209167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/06/29-yrs-old-n-hes-travelling-around.html' title='29 yrs old n he&apos;s travelling around the world!'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115121026921729580</id><published>2006-06-24T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:52:19.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokkien song a capella</title><content type='html'>Was surfing &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2006/06/post.html" target="_blank"&gt;mr brown's blog&lt;/a&gt; when i come across this post on a Hokkien song sung beautifully. Never thought that Hokkien songs can sound this good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xeBB-KLUkEo" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity no subtitles... Don't understand a single word... LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115121026921729580?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115121026921729580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115121026921729580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121026921729580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121026921729580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/06/hokkien-song-capella.html' title='Hokkien song a capella'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115121479185884820</id><published>2006-06-23T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:53:11.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Five Second Rule</title><content type='html'>Be good. Pick up rubbish from the ground within 5 secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u1z6OCRJVks" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115121479185884820?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115121479185884820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115121479185884820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121479185884820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121479185884820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/06/five-second-rule.html' title='The Five Second Rule'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115121436275725955</id><published>2006-06-23T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:54:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the end of days, when the meteorite collides with the earth, this is what &lt;strong&gt;could &lt;/strong&gt;happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JHdYBet_4Q" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation taken from original &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3JHdYBet_4Q&amp;eurl=" target="_blank"&gt;youtube site&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the Earth of 4.6 billion years.Meteorite Collision simulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the meteorite collides with the earth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Explanation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when meteorite collide with each other? We tried to find the answers: Simulation Experiment. We presumed that the collision happened with the earth in order for lucid distance and location. The diameter of the meteorite is slightly bigger than the breadth of Honshu Japan. The collision point is located at the 3,000km south from Japan in the ocean. The velocity of the meteorite is 70,000km/h. But the meteorite is bigger than we can imagine, so that it appears much slower. In the impact at the same time as colliding. The earth's crust of 10km in thickness where ground in the earth is composed is wholly peeled off. This is called,"Earth's crust tidal wave". There is 1km width of the rock, and it flies to the sky it by the impact. The impact surges to the Japanese Islands and,as a result, the Japanese Islands are crushed. The splinter of the crushed rock easily exceeds the height of 1000Km. After exceeding the atmosphere it reaches space. Afterwards, the splinter of the rock falls again in surface of the earth. The edge of Crater completed by the collision of the meteorite is 7000m in height. It looks like a huge mountain range. The diameter of Crater has 4000Km. Crater is big to swallow a part from Guam to a Chinese continent. But,it was only an introductory chapter of the tragedy that would start in the future.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leading part with the accident is seen in Crater when seeing from space immediately after the collision of the meteorite. Seeming as shine to scorching color, and huge mass. The mass of the rock of which this turned into the gas and the name are said, "Rock Vapor". The amount of the rock that becomes a gas is about 100000000000000kt. "Rock Vapor" extends in all directions on the earth after it swells up like the dome. "Rock Vapor" generated by the meteorite's having been dropped to the sea located in the south of Japan will arrive at Himalayas in three hours. In "Rock Vapor", the velocity of the wind is 300 meters. It becomes the hot wind of a terrific high temperature of 4000℃ in temperature and burns Himalayas. In the world covered with "Rock Vapor", even a thick snow that piles in the coldest place named Himalayas is instantaneously melted. There is no time to make the river and the snow is evaporated instantaneously. "Rock Vapor" will reach Amazon that lies to the other side of the collision of the meteorite in a day. Tropical forests of Amazon cause the autogenous ignition for the hot wind by "Rock Vapor" and the region is burnt up. Tropical forests of Amazon turn into sea of flames in less than no time. Surface of the earth from the collision on the first. It is covered with "Rock Vapor" and it turns into a scorching star. "Rock Vapor" wraps the earth for one year or more, and burns everything up at the terrific high temperature. It is the same as making the sun innumerable near the earth. On the other hand, the accident happens also in the sea. The sea began to bubble violently. The sea boils by the heat of "Rock Vapor". Tremendous heat of the "Rock Vapor" reduces the sea level at the speed of 5cm a minute. The naked sea bed is relentlessly exposed to the intense heat and melted down like lava. The sea of 4000m in average depth has disappeared one month after the collision of the meteorite. At this point, the earth becomes a star where the living thing cannot live. Thus, the earth turned into the star of the death..... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115121436275725955?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115121436275725955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115121436275725955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121436275725955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121436275725955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/06/end-of-days.html' title='End of days.'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-115121306865204593</id><published>2006-06-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T13:29:07.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JH is famous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Spent a great deal of time in june watching 爱情魔发师... coz assistant director of the idol show has EXACTLY same name as me! The Chinese characters are written EXACTLY the same way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the credits in the ending song! Not bad... not bad... JH quite famous too yah... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered that assiatant director also involved in 王子变青蛙! Same tv crew. When is it my turn to make it to become a famous director? *dreamy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLGsLBZlg7Q" width="350" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Prefer 爱情魔发师 better than 王子变青蛙... Female cast are prettier. ;-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-115121306865204593?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/115121306865204593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=115121306865204593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121306865204593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/115121306865204593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/06/jh-is-famous.html' title='JH is famous!'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-114411734429254452</id><published>2006-04-04T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:22:24.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early... entry</title><content type='html'>Never had it been possible for me to post an entry at this time. Unless of course I am sick and resting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, still sick... but on the road of recovery. As one ages, it seems that it takes longer for the sick bug to go away. Sickening right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LZ brought back a small bottle of Choya! Hee... I dunno how to drink it though. I'll just follow her suggestion: mix with some soda. Try it when my throat is well again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to get any flats of suitable location. Probably can't even get any flat within this year. The Partner is so choosy. Must be new flat. Must be 5 room. Must be of reasonable location. Must be NOT too expensive. Hiya... we wait lor... Like how we wait for the ROM date also... Wait... Wait... Wait... By the time the Partner and I get married, hey, I'm hitting the big three-O! Hahahaa... Real W-O-L-S, don't u say so, my dear 2 PICs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-114411734429254452?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/114411734429254452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=114411734429254452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114411734429254452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114411734429254452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/04/early-entry.html' title='Early... entry'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-114411636911710993</id><published>2006-04-01T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:14:39.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My throat is sick... again</title><content type='html'>LZ went to Japan. JY busy with wrk. And here I was down with flu, fever and sore throat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably dunno how to use my voice properly... always get sore throat... Doc even ask me want to see ENT specialist or not. Haa... anyway just piah a few more years hopefully things will change for the better. Dream on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the fabric materials to make nice evening / formal gowns. Mommy dearest has kindly volunteered to sew the gowns. So sweet... Ain't it nice to wear the very gown made by my mommy when I get married? Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-114411636911710993?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/114411636911710993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=114411636911710993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114411636911710993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114411636911710993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-throat-is-sick-again.html' title='My throat is sick... again'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-114157898458008277</id><published>2006-03-06T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:18:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keys to JH's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/" target=_blank&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/16570342-114157898458008277?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/114157898458008277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=114157898458008277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157898458008277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157898458008277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/03/keys-to-jhs-heart.html' title='The Keys to JH&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-114157811085878584</id><published>2006-03-06T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:13:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just mere depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;At least today's not so bad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm getting kind of disillusioned lately. Emotions are at the lowest point in my entire life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr koh thinks I'm depressed. But I don't think so. It's more like lost. As in at a loss. No idea what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly unable to find an aim in life. Seriously speaking, I've no idea what life is all about anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started flipping through the pages of Style Weddings mag which I bought yesterday while walking aimlessly after lunch. Had a fun time discussing about gowns with my mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the discussion, I was happy to talk to mama. I wish I could tell her more... But she gets so worried for me sometimes. She worries when I'm sick. She worries when I get back home late. She worries when I work late into the wee hours. She will worry more if I tell her I don't know what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gowns were really pretty. Pretty things come with a high price. Weddings are expensive exhibitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-114157811085878584?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/114157811085878584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=114157811085878584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157811085878584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157811085878584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-just-mere-depression.html' title='Not just mere depression'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-114157861986277107</id><published>2006-03-05T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T01:17:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complain 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/1600/comics.gif" target=_blank&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/400/comics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-114157861986277107?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/114157861986277107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=114157861986277107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157861986277107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157861986277107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/03/complain-1st.html' title='Complain 1st'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-114157710803727106</id><published>2006-03-04T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:49:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Saturday again. The day I always feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lousy lunch. Vege tasted bad. Rice was worse. I couldn't believe that stall could actually be around that long with this kind of standard! Walked around alone after lunch. Aimlessly finding my way around. Don't have a clue what to do. There's a lot of things on my agenda, but I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exact predicament in life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with my other SPIC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinisterpartnerincrime.blogspot.com/2006/02/aimless.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/400/life.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-114157710803727106?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/114157710803727106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=114157710803727106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157710803727106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/114157710803727106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/03/where-am-i-going.html' title='Where am I going?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113930288826621088</id><published>2006-02-07T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:01:28.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A passing thought - confirm</title><content type='html'>How can one confirm something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By saying yes, nodding the head or write a note to reaffirm your intention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what is the opposite of "confirm"? Is it "disclaim" or "refute"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to disclaim an issue, you'll have confirm/reaffirm/admit it's true in the first place. Similarly for the case of refute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how to un-confirm something? Can someone teach me please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113930288826621088?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113930288826621088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113930288826621088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113930288826621088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113930288826621088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/02/passing-thought-confirm.html' title='A passing thought - confirm'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113930260652264027</id><published>2006-02-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:11:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A passing thought - possession</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I was thinking about the problem of possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something belongs to me, I possess that object. In other words, I own it. I have the rightful ownership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question arises, does possession of the object = gain control of the object?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that object is tangible, I can gain physical control of it.&lt;br /&gt;If that object is intangible, then maybe not. Then again, there's always something called copyrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that object has a definite shape and volume (like a solid), then I can control it easily. I don't have to think about finding a place to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;If that object has no definite shape (like a liquid or gas), then I have to think about how to prevent it from escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: If I own a remote control car, it belongs to me. And I can control it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what about a bf? What about love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf is tangible but love is not. The bf is like a solid, no need to find a place to keep. What about love? Where to find a suitable container to contain it so that it'll never escape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa... Well, mr koh certainly belongs to me. But I can't control him. Coz he'll kill me for sure if I do. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113930260652264027?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113930260652264027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113930260652264027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113930260652264027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113930260652264027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/02/passing-thought-possession.html' title='A passing thought - possession'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113863369224531727</id><published>2006-01-30T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:38:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for my best friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Here's a little story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Girl A and Boy B were great friends until they fell in love. They didn't really fall in love. It was more like mutual attraction to each other. But becuase Girl A was really bad at handling matters of the heart, the relationship fell through. Finally, Girl A and Boy B decided to split up. Not long after, Girl A had a new suitor, Boy Z. Boy Z was really nice to her and all. She decided to accept his pursuit. They became best friends. On the other hand, Boy B found his new best friend too. Girl A and Boy B drifted apart and they were good friends no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, Girl A received a sms from Boy B. He had taken big steps forward in his life. He had married his best friend. And Girl A was going to marry her best friend too. Two people who used to be best friends had married their best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes heaven really know how to make a joke out of mere earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it really makes people think if good friends can last forever. The answer is a sad no. So I am thankful for my best friend, who promised that we'll be best friends until the end of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113863369224531727?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113863369224531727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113863369224531727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113863369224531727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113863369224531727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-thankful-for-my-best-friend.html' title='I am thankful for my best friend.'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113786276116919429</id><published>2006-01-21T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:22:03.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday: got bf also = no bf</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sat either stand-by for photo/video functions or make endless &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red-ink&lt;/span&gt; impressions on &lt;strong&gt;thick pages&lt;/strong&gt;. After 1pm work n lunch, means Zzz... time. I like that. But when I wake up, then sit in front of TV watch silly shows, of which I found myself not knowing what I'm watching. Dinner, then wait n see what happens next. Sat is the worst day of the entire week. If only there's nothing like Sat, can work full week, 365 days/year, 24/7, maybe I won't feel so horrid. Why not just let me work to death? My life is all work n no play. On the other hand, bf's life is so packed with activities. He studies, teaches badminton, plays sports, teaches tuition when he can n even does volunteer work. 所以说人比人气死人.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10 reasons why Sat can make a &lt;strong&gt;horrid&lt;/strong&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to remind me to excercise n eat my meals on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to watch movie with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to eat dinner with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to have fun with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to cuddle up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to read a nice storybook to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to share my feelings of the entire work week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to compliment me if the clothes n shoes look good on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one to accompany me go anywhere, anytime, anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No TLC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is so... life-threatening. I'm going to Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, Sat is sleeping day.&lt;br /&gt;:sigh:&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/16570342-113786276116919429?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113786276116919429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113786276116919429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113786276116919429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113786276116919429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/saturday-got-bf-also-no-bf.html' title='Saturday: got bf also = no bf'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113785919388176988</id><published>2006-01-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:04:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercial break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I am feeling blue because the brain has been registered to receive relevant communications of the blue feeling. If I would no longer like to feel blue, I need to click on the right spot to unsubscribe. To change the the undesired emotion, I need to activate my optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is committed to fulfilling my duties and responsibilities. For specific guidelines, I read JH's privacy policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions about JH's programme, I also dunno where to send them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2006 JH's production.&lt;br /&gt;The information herein is subject to change without notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope changes come quickly and they are for the better.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113785919388176988?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113785919388176988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113785919388176988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113785919388176988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113785919388176988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/commercial-break.html' title='Commercial break'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113786003514780837</id><published>2006-01-21T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:04:29.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want in 2006 (Jan review)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review of My Want List &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(rather than My Wish List)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Earpiece for my relatively new SE handphone (Bought compatible non-OEM @ $18, volume adjusting control included, but slightly more expernsive than what's commonly found @ $12-$15 from pasar malams that has no volume control)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Video capture card to capture my videos from my very new samsung camcorder to PC (until I'm ready to get a new comp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HP PSC 1315 AIO cartridges - HP 56 black and HP 57 colour (Bought value pack @ $75, but no free ang pao becoz value pack not considered as two separate cartridges?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Check out Pinnacle / Dazzle / Snazzio video cards to be part of a new PC system (until I'm ready to get a new comp, becoz approx. $300 on its own)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A new DC of at least 5.0 megapixels (wait... wait for price to go down some more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A portable DVD player for daddy when he travels and gets bored in the hotel room (wait... wait for price to go down some more, can feel the pinch when spending that hard-earned bucks... :ouch:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Inexpensive DV tapes for video recording (go SL Tower, not SLS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;World travel, or continent travel first?? :-P (Europe tour still possible?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;New add-ons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;OSIM Uzap or OTO Trimax? Wait for more online reviews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Toyota Vios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My own house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113786003514780837?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113786003514780837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113786003514780837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113786003514780837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113786003514780837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-i-want-in-2006-jan-review.html' title='What I want in 2006 (Jan review)'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113729415525470514</id><published>2006-01-15T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T11:12:32.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY - Chinatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Do not go to Chinatown during pre-CNY period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We thought meeting up on a Saturday evening was a good idea. So we had our dinner at Maxwell Mkt. That's a good place for dinner, as food is good there. But unexpectedly, we ended up in squeezing through maddening crowds of people in Chinatown due to the upcoming CNY celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;At one junction, a man was talking to his other half, "You know all these people standing in the middle of the road... I think I saw them at the MRT station just now. They were also standing in the middle like that, waiting for people. As if there's not enough people trying to squeeze through this narrow road, yet they still choose to stand in the middle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Another old lady pushing her really old mother or grandmother on the wheelchair, "Excuse me! Excuse me! Excuse me!" I dunno if the person on the wheelchair really enjoyed herself being used as a "road-opener".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;One little girl went "Papa, Papa, Papa..." all the way just to my right. Just up ahead, one little boy went "I want this. I want this." His father ignored him altogether. There's no way for him to stop and buy anyway. A good way to bring little children to shop. They will NEVER like shopping anymore. Food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, that one and only experience is enough. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/400/chinatown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113729415525470514?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113729415525470514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113729415525470514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113729415525470514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113729415525470514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny-chinatown.html' title='CNY - Chinatown'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113669358244407976</id><published>2006-01-07T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T12:31:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm being bugged again. His friends asked, "When are u going to show us your gf?" Why must I entertain them and show my face? He's got so many friends. I can't even differentiate who's who from where. In the first place, I'm not that sort of pretty gal, nice figure and all. Furthermore, I've weak social skills. Or so I think. I just cannot be bothered to interact with people. In simple words, that's called 'anti-social'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anti-social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yes, I'm anti-social. Until today, we still cannot agree on the wedding style. I don't feel like entertaining people on my big day, and see all that nice food go to waste, because I've no time to sit down to eat. Hey, u know how much needs to be forked out per table?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I don't have the patience and determination to work out a nice bod to squeeze into a mini-size wedding gown just to look pretty for one day. If u think I'm not a pretty wife enough for u, don't marry me. And I am not anyone's wife until the intended groom succeeded in asking for my hand. Don't talk to me about that. Talk to my hand. :-P Ask the 'emperor'. He's the biggest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So, being anti-social, what do I like to do then? I like to stay at home. I busy myself around my house. I walk from my bedroom to my living room, then to my study room, then back to my living room and my bedroom. And I like it. It's my way of life. Yes, that's how I spend my Saturdays, in case you are wondering. And I'll sit in front of my comp, reading about all sorts of nonsense generated from googgle-search and play silly flash games. Then I'll start meddling with my electronics and read the entire manual. Sometimes, when I feel like it, I'll watch my dad's VCDs and DVDs. Haa... Yah, he's upgraded to DVDs. But there's really no one to share this joy with. Coz it seems like only my father and I enjoy watching documentaries of Chinese history or epic dramas and so on. Yup, I'm watching all these Chinese Chinese stuff. In fact, I've finished 纪晓岚, 康熙, 雍正, 乾隆, 水浒, 三国, 红楼... Sometimes even way before the TV shows them. Anyway TV once a few episodes a week. Too slow. When I feel like it, then I go to my fridge and open it, see what's inside and whip up my own dish. Oh well, there've been some failures of course. But now I can cook a decent meal. Except I'm too busy to cook nowadays. And I don't like to wash dishes. Cooking can be so fun, if only someone else can do the 'dirty' work. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is okay, I think. If you think I shouldn't be cooping at home all the time, then please go ahead and run out to play. I'm way past that stage. Take it as I'm feeling old. I just don't like to go out and squeeze into the crowds anymore and interact with people. I like my life now. I'm busy enough from Mondays to Fridays, having to work in the day and study at night. Can I have my Saturdays to myself? Hasn't it been obvious enough that I wrote "Saturday is sleeping day" on my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday belongs to me. It's My Day. I do what I want. I do what I feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like people to tell me what to do. So buzz off on My Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113669358244407976?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113669358244407976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113669358244407976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113669358244407976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113669358244407976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113669223577540425</id><published>2006-01-07T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T12:31:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want in 2006 (for a start)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Want List&lt;/span&gt; (rather than My Wish List)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Earpiece for my relatively new SE handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Video capture card to capture my videos from my very new samsung camcorder to PC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HP PSC 1315 AIO cartridges - HP 56 black and HP 57 colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not-So-Urgent Want List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Check out Pinnacle / Dazzle / Snazzio video cards to be part of a new PC system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A DC of at least 5.0 megapixels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A portable DVD player for daddy when he travels and gets bored in the hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Inexpensive DV tapes for video recording&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;World travel, or continent travel first?? :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&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/16570342-113669223577540425?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113669223577540425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113669223577540425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113669223577540425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113669223577540425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-i-want-in-2006-for-start.html' title='What I want in 2006 (for a start)'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113603623056893571</id><published>2005-12-31T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T21:37:32.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2005 </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;End of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of a year of happiness and misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of a year of sinisterism and kind acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of a year of justifiable excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of a year of reasonable queries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, old year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113603623056893571?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113603623056893571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113603623056893571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113603623056893571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113603623056893571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/end-of-2005.html' title='End of 2005 &lt;full-stop&gt;'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113603672133201460</id><published>2005-12-31T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T21:45:21.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny episode on NYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr / Ms / Mdm / Mrs dunno-who-and-refuse-to-divulge-identity-fellow sms-ed mr koh that he / she / it is in agony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Out of sinisterism or kindness (???), I provided a helpline no. for that dunno-who-and-refuse-to-divulge-identity-fellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whoever play this kind of prank on my phone, 2 treatments will be meted out to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;First offence: Call the helpline 1800-283-7019&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Second offence: A police officer will call u personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Smilesz... Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113603672133201460?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113603672133201460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113603672133201460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113603672133201460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113603672133201460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/funny-episode-on-nye.html' title='Funny episode on NYE'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113509097710619741</id><published>2005-12-19T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:45:44.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moskoh's gf went to MOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;18th dec. Been looking forward to this date. Coz hvn't seen my friends, esp. &lt;a href="http://sinisterpartnerincrime.blogspot.com/2005/12/party-pooper.html" target="_blank"&gt;SPIC&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://witchywitchy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;LZ&lt;/a&gt;, in ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dinner was at PS Crystal Jade. Food was so-so. Not worth mentioning. Niancheng brought her bf. Quite a nice man. She deserves a nice man. Nice gal deserves nice guy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then we headed to Bar None. Hey, Tianshun was there. Hadn't seen this guy in eons! The last time I saw him, he was still an army boy... LOL, now he's lean and skinny, as though go Korea got a cosmetic surgery come back like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Band was still good, but music was horrid. Hopped over to MOS late, around 2am. See the pictures to know that we had a much better time there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ministryofsound.com.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="MOS" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinisterpartnerincrime.blogspot.com/2005/12/party-pooper.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="JY's unsteady hands" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/02.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Try again another shot!" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113509097710619741?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113509097710619741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113509097710619741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113509097710619741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113509097710619741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/moskohs-gf-went-to-mos.html' title='moskoh&apos;s gf went to MOS'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113470648615993100</id><published>2005-12-16T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:09:59.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Back in sg now. And a lot of things to settle. All big issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue No.1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mother agreed that mr koh can marry me.&lt;br /&gt;But when is the rom date? When is the customary date?&lt;br /&gt;When can finalise huh? Dread dragging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And leave application form says that only first marriage can take leave. What does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Customary and rom considered as 2 marriages??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue No.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cannot buy car liaoz. If my money get tied down to property monthly repayments.&lt;br /&gt;Think again, property appreciates but car depreciates.&lt;br /&gt;Think again, a house can't move but a car travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue No.3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backslided religiously. It's a long way to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must discuss with SPIC and mr koh, the 2 most trusted souls on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113470648615993100?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113470648615993100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113470648615993100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113470648615993100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113470648615993100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy...'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113470747925854141</id><published>2005-12-16T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:38:41.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settlers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Recently, everyone wants to go to Settlers. So I surfed its website to find out more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.settlerscafe.com/Home.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/400/settlers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Settlers Cafe&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; board game lifestyle cafe franchise to hit Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Yes, I believe so. But that doesn't mean there isn't such a cafe in other parts of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So, read carefully. Don't get duped by words. Language is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;powerful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113470747925854141?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113470747925854141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113470747925854141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113470747925854141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113470747925854141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/settlers.html' title='Settlers'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113393335872115906</id><published>2005-12-07T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:37:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so flabbergasted!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Never mind this is delayed telecast. But I'm still gonna pen this down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I added new headers to my sidebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've rearranged "About Me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've rearranged my links and made them open in a new window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've made the header "Home" more meaningful by linking to my first blog entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've modified my footer of my messages to "JH drops a note at ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've changed all the colour combination in the other site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've inserted some script in the other site so that the email icon can change its size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've also changed the footer of my messages in e other site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean... You did not realise that I've made things so much better in my blog??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I mean... I thought you said you're my 忠实读者??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DELIBERATELY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXCITEDLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; want to show you all that I've done, but all you did was to take only one look and say,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, good job!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me "Do I look different today?", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WILL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pretend that I did not realise that you've cut your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113393335872115906?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113393335872115906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113393335872115906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113393335872115906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113393335872115906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-flabbergasted.html' title='I&apos;m so flabbergasted!!'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113372031894749484</id><published>2005-12-05T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T02:33:20.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Big Bird?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I took a Sesame Street test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And I'm an elephant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And I used to be invisible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sounds like me though. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Here's my test results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Snuffleupagus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You scored 54% Organization, 53% abstract, and 62% extroverted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This test measured 3 variables.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First, this test measured how organized you are. Some muppets like Cookie Monster make big messes, while others like Bert are quite anal about things being clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Second, this test measured if you prefer a concrete or an abstract viewpoint. For the purposes of this test, concrete people are considered to gravitate more to mathematical and logical approaches, whereas abstract people are more the dreamers and artistic type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Third, this test measured if you are more of an introvert or an extrovert. By definition, an introvert concentrates more on herself and an extrovert focuses more on others. In this test an introvert was somebody that either tends to spend more time alone or thinks more about herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You are somewhat organized, both concrete and abstract, and both introverted and extroverted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I bet you didn't think you were Snuffleupagus. Let's find out why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You are both somewhat organized. You have a good idea where you put things and you probably keep your place reasonably clean. You aren't totally obsessed with neatness though. Alloyius Snuffleupagus (and all Snuffleupagus') is not sloppy by nature, but he moves so incredibly slowly that it is impossible for him to be totally organized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You both are about equally concrete and abstract thinkers. You have a good balance in your life. You know when to be logical at times, but you also aren't afraid to explore your dreams and desires... within limits of course. Snuffy generally has very basic interests, but he explores his abstract sensitive side when he plays his snuffleflute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You both are somewhat introverted. Originally Snuffleupagus was very shy and was only Big Bird's invisible friend. However as he has aged he has started to build new friendships with new characters. Like Snuffy, you probably like to have some time to yourself. However, you do appreciate spending time with your friends, and you aren't scared of social situations&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So where's Big Bird, my &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; friend? Click below to take the test now. &lt;em&gt;Shout out your results.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4525550649363613939" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/elephant.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113372031894749484?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113372031894749484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113372031894749484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113372031894749484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113372031894749484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/wheres-big-bird.html' title='Where&apos;s Big Bird?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113358996842379256</id><published>2005-12-03T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:59:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>System requirements</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Planning a new comp system, since my current comp has been with me for exactly 5 yrs now. I've added peripherals, softwares, upgraded and even changed its motherboard. And now it's finally showed signs of deterioation. Programmes start to hang, the graphic card is unable to support certain game graphics, applications cannot work etc etc. Everything seems to be going downhill. So the typically kiasu, or rather, kia see, me started to backup my info in my hdd. I know it's got nothing to do with the hdd, since it's really kind of new. But well, just in case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can spare some cash to build my comp. Afterall, I've so many plans and dreams that have yet to be fulfilled. A holiday in Europe, my very own Toyota Vios, my wedding, my house and the interior design etc etc. And all these need money! Sigh... everything is all about cash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway, there's no harm planning/dreaming, so here I am dreaming about my new sys req'ments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;MSI P4N Diamond motherboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;good CPU coolers &amp; PSU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not much knowledge about fans &amp;amp; power supply related stuff)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Windows XP Professional with Service Pack 2 OS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;at least Pentium 4 2.8 GHz with Hyper-Threading technology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kingston 1 GB DDR RAM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(myabe 2 slots of 512 RAM would be good)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;NVIDIA Quadro®4 980 XGL or NVIDIA QuadroFX 1100 graphics card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Creative SoundBlaster Audigy 4 Pro sound card &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(yes, I think it's multi-channel)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;IEEE-1394 port&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;4 back &amp;amp; 2 front USB ports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DVD-RW drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not particular about brand here)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Floppy A drive - internal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Card-reader - external&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;80 GB 7200 RPM IDE SATA hdd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;16X PCI ExpressTM display adapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LCD monitor&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(maybe Philips or Viewsonic?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ergonomic keyboard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not particular about the mouse so long it's optical)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Able to support Avid Free Dv and Ulead MS 7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Those of you who read my blog, can anyone quote me cheaply to build the above system? :)&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/16570342-113358996842379256?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113358996842379256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113358996842379256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113358996842379256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113358996842379256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/system-requirements.html' title='System requirements'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113359664542371885</id><published>2005-12-03T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T16:03:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last of Spidey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Changing my pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not such an irresponsible virtual pet owner. Won't abandon it by the streets. You can still find it here. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9c3BpZGVyLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHg5NDFlYWEmY249c3BpZGV5JmFuPWVvc3RraA==" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113359664542371885?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113359664542371885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113359664542371885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113359664542371885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113359664542371885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-of-spidey.html' title='The last of Spidey'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113308150535754241</id><published>2005-11-27T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:28:21.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 nov: odac gathering (for memory's sake)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/1600/20051126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/400/20051126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crop the pic to remove unwanted items like tissue paper box, cup etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Change the wall colour to make the entire wall colour more consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 3:&lt;br /&gt;Adjust the input and output levels of the photo to 'brighten' up the faces and the lighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 4: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Design a border for the pic. Add this as a new layer to the existing pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 5: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Add a layer of text. Choose a nice font and the right size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final product: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Edited photo for memory's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Credits: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Eugene for bringing the camera and uploading the photos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Just for self-amusement.&lt;br /&gt;How long do I need to edit the above photo? 20 min. Started at 1605; ended at 1625. How long do I need to make this photo into a photo-card (think: EZ-link card size)? Less than 5 min. Hmm... Think I'm getting more and more proficient at it. Haa... I'm BHP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113308150535754241?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113308150535754241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113308150535754241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113308150535754241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113308150535754241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/26-nov-odac-gathering-for-memorys-sake.html' title='26 nov: odac gathering (for memory&apos;s sake)'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113307994604769790</id><published>2005-11-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:12:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 nov: odac gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I joined the group late, around 6 plus in the evening. We had dinner at the hawker centre opp. Harbourfront. Nobody wanted to sit in an air-con restaurant and eat over-priced food. Haha... Value for money was still the key concern, especially now that we were no longer little princesses or little princes who just stretched out our hands to our parents to get pocket money. All the shillings and pennys had become such precious treasures in our pockets. Speaking of how hard it is to get our hands on that monthly pay-check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eugene was going to drive us to HF's house when we saw this beautiful, golden, shimmering tower with a star mounted at the peak of Mt. Faber. We requested Eugene to drive us there. But we ended in a jam. Cars didn't move a single inch. By the time we saw that tower, all lights were switched off, and the tower was no longer beautiful, golden or shimmering. What a disappointment. To add on, poor Eugene was stuck in the jam with tummy-ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At HF's house, we made ourselves comfortable. The rest joined us not long after. We ate, talked and watched crappy movies on the TV. It was a good gathering. No sun and sand, but good interaction nevertheless. We have not met up in a while. Everyone's busy. Some of us have been working for some time, some still looking for jobs, and a couple of guys are finally in their final years of uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Time flies. I look forward to the next gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113307994604769790?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113307994604769790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113307994604769790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113307994604769790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113307994604769790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/26-nov-odac-gathering.html' title='26 nov: odac gathering'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113247593089519394</id><published>2005-11-20T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T17:09:14.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My messy room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/messyrm2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My room is in a messy state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Do I have the qualities and potential to be an eccentric professor in making, because I'm messy by nature?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Another silly day-dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/messyrm2%20%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113247593089519394?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113247593089519394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113247593089519394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113247593089519394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113247593089519394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-messy-room.html' title='My messy room'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113247463057775144</id><published>2005-11-20T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:19:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do dreams come true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today is the day the revision started. It simply could not have been put off any longer. All my letters, magazines, work files and books had been started piling at various corners of my room. They were getting out of hand, and a cleaning-up session was inevitable. There is simply no way I can study in a room like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I've heard my colleagues and my friends wanting to go and watch Harry Potter. I was having this wierd question in my mind, why didn't anyone ask me if I wanted to watch it with them? Most of the times, little things as such don't matter to me. But the question somehow stuck in my mind for a while for no apparent reason. It wasn't their fault that they had not asked, people are the way that they are, my little eccentricities are of no direct relation with that. I can't shake off those feelings in me. I simply can't rationalise with reasons that comply with my own 'eccentric' logic. I can't help but feel the way I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I've not read any books on Harry Potter. But the stories that have been made into movies had been amazing so far. I personally think that movies are truly amazing tools that transform fantasy into reality. Transforming fantasy into reality has been my biggest dream so far. I've never made a movie of my own to this date. Not even a short one, that truly belongs to me. I've the ability, skills and technical knowledge, but I've never got near to actualisation. Ideas have overflowed my mind ever since I was in touch with video production. But time was a crucial factor. I wouldn't mind if my creation stays hidden in my closet, because every piece of work involved is worthwhile. If I have created my very own movie, one that truly belongs to me, how remarkable that would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Right now, dreams are not the top priority on my list. I needed to complete my cleaning-up of my room and get down to serious revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I would like to believe that dreams do come true one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113247463057775144?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113247463057775144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113247463057775144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113247463057775144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113247463057775144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-dreams-come-true.html' title='Do dreams come true?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113199336901176002</id><published>2005-11-13T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:45:12.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 nov seafood @ No Signboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kind of miss JY, LZ and pals. Becoz of work, everyone's so busy and no time to meet up. JY sms-ed to go shop for presents tog, but no time too. Always so busy. 真是天生劳碌命！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Signboard Seafood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Had a good dinner. Met new friend called Kim Teck. Haa... quite a funny guy. He's got this certain expression very funny one. You gotta look at him to understand why I say so. :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;About the food. Wheat prawns were well-cooked. Taste was okay. Nothing too exciting. Crabs were great. Too much for so few of us though. But I was surprised these guys ate so little. I always had the perception that guys could eat a lot. At least mr koh does. So does my little brother. The chiili crab gravvy was kind of wasted as a result. 2 plates of fried rice, varied styles. 1 plate of kang kong. Wierd combination, I'd say. Fish goes better with stir-fry kang kong with chilli padi. Then again, not everyone is particular. Maybe if I'm eating with closer friends, I'll voice out my 大胆 opinions. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So what's my ideal seafood feast then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dish no. 1: Cold dish - jellyfish soaked in vinegar &lt;u&gt;OR&lt;/u&gt; 1/2 dozen fresh oysters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dish no. 2: steamed 醉虾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dish no. 3: Mackerel fish wrapped in red hot chilli (Think: Malacca Nonya style!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dish no. 4: Stir-fry kang kong with chilli padi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dish no. 5: Chilli crab topped with a lot of gravvy + fried buns (at least 2/pax)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Yummy! *slurps* Wait till I get another chance at another seafood feast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Another takers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cosy Bay&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;这里绝对不是浪得虚名. Although the drinks are really quite limited, but the ambience 绝对一百分! Cosy place for gathering, pak-tor-ing etc etc. A pity didn't bring camera. Else should have taken pics of the dinner and the tok-cok session. Especially now that I really feel that I've so little photos only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113199336901176002?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113199336901176002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113199336901176002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113199336901176002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113199336901176002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/12-nov-seafood-no-signboard.html' title='12 nov seafood @ No Signboard'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113125517682762214</id><published>2005-11-06T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:35:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my photographs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hvn't taken photographs in ages. Not as in I hvn't taken enough photos and videos at work. But photos of me, myself, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my round face, my cute smile, my sparkling eyes and my beautiful hair. Hahahaa... Kind of self-admiring, but so what? The thing is, I miss seeing myself in photographs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113125517682762214?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113125517682762214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113125517682762214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113125517682762214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113125517682762214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/wheres-my-photographs.html' title='Where&apos;s my photographs?'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-113125552780162440</id><published>2005-11-06T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:38:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfolding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unfold all the lines until none overlap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/games/unfolding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.ebaumsworld.com/games/unfolding.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not easy yah... Relationships of people intersect like those lines too. How to unfold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-113125552780162440?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/113125552780162440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=113125552780162440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113125552780162440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/113125552780162440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/11/unfolding.html' title='Unfolding'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112974391574890387</id><published>2005-10-20T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T01:59:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread and ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.breadnwater.com"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/breadnwater5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chanced upon a meaningful website today: &lt;a href="http://www.breadnwater.com/"&gt;http://www.breadnwater.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the webmasters are Christians. Or so it seems from their guestbook comments. They have sent a powerful message about poverty. Poverty is a real issue in the world. While we live in our little world of comfort and competition, fighting among ourselves sometimes, we tend to forgrt that the world are made for others who are less fortunate too. Looking at the photos kinda made me think twice about my own life and the things I do. I shouldn't be complaining too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Koh's been doing volunteer work for a while. I can never appreciate how and why he can willingly sacrifice his Sats for all that. The idea just doesn't appeal to me. Ever since I've started work especially, I always feel tired. Sleeping has turned from rest-time to a hobby. Haa... Sat afternoons are my favourite! I get to do what I love most at the moment - sleep! I need hours and hours of sleep. No matter how much I sleep, I dun seem to have enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The last 2 weeks had been very busy times. Rushing videos, books and files... The mad rush's got me the flu bug again. Conscientiously drinking lots of water and vitamin C to make it go away soon. Don't like to be sick for too long. It's a waste of my time. I'll be sleepy, sleepy, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping... And the next few weeks are busy times too! How to finish my work then?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Got in touch with Nick lately. Kinda missed my friends HK, Jovin, Eric, from phy class. Wonder how are they doing now? Life's going so fast that everyone's busy with their own stuff + physical distance = hardly any chance to meet up. Tml we're gg for a cuppa. Got some catching up to do. Will update my blog again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toyotasingapore.com.sg/showroom/vios/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/vios_02_im1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was looking at cars, then today's news says COE prices went up again. Now decided to use the money for Europe tour. Always had this plan, that plan, so many plans, but to fulfill a plan needs so much money. Haiz... So one step at a time. See the world 1st. That's more important. Who knows if I'll still have any chance in future? Futures are difficult to predict. Koh always says that he'll want to volunteer in another part of the world some day. I'm more down to earth. What about our finances? What's going to happen if we have a child next time? Who's going to take care of our parents? Sometimes, we can't just do anything we want. Whatever our actions, there are consequences and there are circumstances that bound us. And situations change almost all the time. It's difficult trying to catch up with time sometimes. Time flies so fast u can't catch them! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ultimately, when we are grown up, bread and butter issues dominate our thinking and choice of actions. Once in a while, it's good to have bread and water instead of bread and butter. I can't afford to have butter all the time. Water is good. Plain yet simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112974391574890387?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112974391574890387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112974391574890387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112974391574890387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112974391574890387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/10/bread-and.html' title='Bread and ??'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112884441653320602</id><published>2005-10-09T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:03:02.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag board</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well, I don't get comments notification in my email coz I choose not to. My email acct is already bombarded by so much mail. Furthermore, I only blog now and then, so here's my apologies to my friends who read my blog. Sorry for the late reply sometimes. Still, I'm really happy that ppl do read my blogs afterall! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following up on bojie's comments, I've added a flashbox (created by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://myflashbox.notsniw.net"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;) on my site. So feel free to shout whatever u want to me. With that, I'm likely to check my blogsite more often now. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112884441653320602?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112884441653320602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112884441653320602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112884441653320602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112884441653320602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/10/tag-board.html' title='Tag board'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112879668782059436</id><published>2005-10-09T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:38:07.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr koh's protests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;mr koh has protested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;so this is just an add-on to make him a little bit happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;he read my entries and this is what he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;eostkh&lt;/span&gt;: got read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Piaget Koh&lt;/span&gt;: yeah..... btw my fun is not just exercise lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Piaget Koh&lt;/span&gt;: i alos like to watch documentaries and soccer&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Piaget Koh&lt;/span&gt;: lol..... no lah... my other loves leh.... documentary , soccer, fear factor..... err reading da vinci code....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;okok... mr koh likes other things other than exercise. dear mr koh, don't nag liaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112879668782059436?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112879668782059436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112879668782059436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112879668782059436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112879668782059436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/10/mr-kohs-protests.html' title='mr koh&apos;s protests'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112879568986321816</id><published>2005-10-09T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:27:21.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate-housewife-wannabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So much work on hand... It takes my breadth away sometimes. Barely recovered from my last flu, and it's coming again. Doc tells me must let it fully recover so that I'll not get the same problem all the time. He suggested I go see ENT specialist if the flu and throat thingy sustains. Sianz. As if I have that kind of luxury and time. If only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sometimes it occurs to me that I'm fire-fighting all the time. There don't seem to be a way to anticipate problems until u get sufficient experience, then u'll more or less know what to expect. The pace of things is so fast as though it's like a bullet brush through the air right in front of your eyes. U can feel it, but u don't really see it. I look at some of my colleagues who are more senior, I wonder how they can stay in this line for so long. Admire them for their patience and perserverance. I'm not so sure I can do the same. Feeling jaded liaoz... Need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Koh also said this is not a job to stay long in. I second that. Worked from dawn till dusk. When I start work, the sky is dark. When I get home, the sky is also dark. Haa... Maybe I can start living like a vampire. (Quite into the vampire show on sundays lately.) Sometimes, I wonder is it just my workplace or is everyone in my line of work the same as me? Sometimes, there are just some times I feel depressed about my work. Who am I working for, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I miss my carefree life. Koh, waiting for u to finish your studies quickly so I can stay at home for good. Hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112879568986321816?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112879568986321816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112879568986321816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112879568986321816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112879568986321816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/10/desperate-housewife-wannabe.html' title='Desperate-housewife-wannabe'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112765844137756688</id><published>2005-09-25T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:36:12.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpse Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I can't really spell "corpse". Haa... When I try to read the word, no problem. But when I try to spell, it goes haywire. It becomes "corspe" or "copsre". That's how difficult the word looks to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sometimes, it's just difficult to understand why one person can do something but another person just can't. It all boils down to different abilities of different people. That's why we're all so different. That's why different people like different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am still sick at home. Haven't left my house in more than 48 hours. Been moving about the same area from the living room to the study room, from the study room to the bedroom, then back to the living room. Sleeping most of the time, trying very hard to get well, but to no avail. Maybe if I'm sick long enough, I'll become thin enough like a corpse bride. Then I don't have to worry about being a fat little bride. Haa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The other good thing about being sick is that I get free delivery of food to my house from mr koh. He's still as sweet after 3 yrs. Keep up the good work ok! Hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I started playing with some images in my comp. I had fun. And I posted some of them up on my other site. Then I proudly showed them off to mr koh. He wasn't interested. Arrgghh... He's really not into comp. To him, a comp just helps him to do work. To me, my comp is my life. I can have so much fun with it. I can tear it apart and re-assemble it with a new hdd/drive, add new pheriperals to it, then install cool programmes and games and start my little adventure with it. But mr koh has simply no interest to share my fun. His fun is exercise. Only exercise. *yawn* How uninteresting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, check out Tim Burton's upcoming "Corpse Bride" at &lt;a href="http://corpsebridemovie.warnerbros.com"&gt;http://corpsebridemovie.warnerbros.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I think it's cool. Meanwhile, I continue to wait bereft in the land of the living while suffering under the hands of the flu bug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112765844137756688?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112765844137756688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112765844137756688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112765844137756688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112765844137756688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/09/corpse-bride.html' title='Corpse Bride'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112756902248135888</id><published>2005-09-23T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:05:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I am sick. Nose blocked. Ears blocked. Throat sore. Head feels hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either I get well soon or let me be in my much awaited colourful lands... I wait bereft in the land of the living... I need to get well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112756902248135888?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112756902248135888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112756902248135888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112756902248135888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112756902248135888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/09/very-sick.html' title='Very sick...'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112689561845560250</id><published>2005-09-17T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T02:43:11.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ T-A-G-G-E-D ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Okie, I've been tagged. By SPIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 5 Unusual Habits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not touch or borrow my books without permission. And if u do have permission to use my books, take EXTRA CARE to take GOOD CARE of them, or else... I'm known to &lt;em&gt;'turn my face inside out&lt;/em&gt;' with people because of that. It had cost my friendship with someone. No longer on talking&lt;/span&gt; terms. Yet I still find it difficult not to worry about my books when they're on others' hands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ask me to look at u when u are talking to me. I know it's kind of rude, but I'm just not interested to look at your face ALL the time. Sometimes is fine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had been drunk with a bunch of friends in a chalet once, and I almost caused him to forever lose his descendents. Well... note it's only almost.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something to do with sleeping. All lights must be off. I will go to the extent of pulling the curtains so that the lights from outside do not shine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do not like windows very much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My turn to TAG!!!~&lt;br /&gt;notsniw! sky_trekker! Hee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112689561845560250?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112689561845560250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112689561845560250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112689561845560250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112689561845560250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/09/t-g-g-e-d.html' title='~ T-A-G-G-E-D ~'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112674252499749475</id><published>2005-09-15T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:50:45.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for laugh: nv send sms with 2 names</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Life's rushing through at such a fast pace. After work, go home eat and sleep. Almost everyday's the same. Sometimes, I dunno what keeps me going anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My busy schedule is tiring me out. Yet I some sort enjoy the process. If only I can be a student forever... I suppose that's what everybody would wish for. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;JY's gg to Okinawa soon. Haa... There had been a little misunderstanding. Some sort of funny too. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I asked her to a game of tennis some time back. She said she couldn't make it. I somehow had the perception frm her sms that her exams are coming soon, on 24th Sep. Coz her nick on MSN kept mentioning 24th Sep. Soon after, I received a sms, dunno from JY or LZ, which mentioned abt Okinawa &amp; 24th Sep. So I thot the sms came frm JY &amp;amp; LZ. And I was kind of bewildered why are there so many things happening on 24th Sep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anyway, clarified things and life gets back on its fast-moving track. Some laughter in life now and then makes life a little more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Haa... Little wonder I got confused. Lesson learnt: nv send sms with 2 names. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112674252499749475?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112674252499749475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112674252499749475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112674252499749475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112674252499749475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-for-laugh-nv-send-sms-with-2.html' title='Just for laugh: nv send sms with 2 names'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112641813501693291</id><published>2005-09-11T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T04:16:37.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual NoticeBoard is up and running! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Virtual NoticeBoard is up and running! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No doubt it's a cheap means of hosting a site, but at least there's something now. Always wanted to explore how to host a website, but don't have the technical means and knowledge to do it. Ask me 'bout video editing, ulead and so on, I can tell u. Not website. Flash, needless to say more. At most make a ball bounce. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, really excited to go back to my classroom tml and advertise &lt;a href="http://eostkh.blogspot.com"&gt;http://eostkh.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; to my kids. Well, it's just a noticeboard kinda stuff. So don't expect much. Working on excel now to create a spreadsheet for spelling and mental sums. Target completion date: Dec 2005. I hope this passion sustain. I need motivation sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To my dear friends reading my blog, I hope u'll share my joy and excitement in my new Virtual NoticeBoard too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112641813501693291?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/feeds/112641813501693291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16570342&amp;postID=112641813501693291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112641813501693291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112641813501693291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/09/virtual-noticeboard-is-up-and-running.html' title='Virtual NoticeBoard is up and running! :)'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112632658006033580</id><published>2005-01-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T15:37:30.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let no one without knowledge of geometry enter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Inspired by the following quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Let no one without knowledge of geometry enter." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Motto over the entrance to Plato's Academy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(quoted in Elias' commentary on Aristotle's Categories)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Have u heard of the stories of Socrates and Plato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Their stories are far more interesting than their theories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So while I'm trying out all about blogging,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;welcome to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My Domain: Simple Sphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let no one without knowledge of geometry enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6180/1576/200/Sphere2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112632658006033580?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112632658006033580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112632658006033580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/01/let-no-one-without-knowledge-of.html' title='Let no one without knowledge of geometry enter.'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16570342.post-112633811333803384</id><published>2005-01-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T15:37:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Domain: Simple Sphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definitions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PHYSICS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;domain is the region in a material in which the direction of spontaneous activity is uniform and different from that in the neighbouring regions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sphere can be any of a series of concentric, revolving celestial bodies, such as a star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MATHS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;domain is the set of all possible values of an independent variable of a function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sphere is the 3D analogue of a circle in geometry, where all points of the surface are equidistant from a fixed point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My domain is my territory. My rule. My control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my domain, I have paramount and absolute ownership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my domain, my activity or concern consists of spontaneous and varied possibilities, different from that of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my domain, I'm an open connected set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My sphere is the extent of my knowledge. My experience. My pursuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my sphere, the apparent surface of my life is projected. Life has far more to offer and I have important goals to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my sphere, the enclosure encapsules the very essence of what life means to me. I luxuriate in things which give gratification to the senses. I reject anything that is tasteless, vulgar or coarse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16570342-112633811333803384?l=simplesphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112633811333803384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16570342/posts/default/112633811333803384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplesphere.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-domain-simple-sphere.html' title='My Domain: Simple Sphere'/><author><name>eostkh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
