<?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-37940607</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:32:13.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R(A)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-7095798821933560060</id><published>2008-08-19T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:54:32.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th Birthday.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My younger brother birthday, is coming. Its his 13th birthday....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But to buy for him? And how to celebrate i?.... Being trying to answer this questions for the pass few days and till have not got any answer.... Tml is his big day.... and I still got not even a single idea......What am I going to do? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-7095798821933560060?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/7095798821933560060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=7095798821933560060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7095798821933560060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7095798821933560060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/08/13th-birthday.html' title='13th Birthday.....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-9089597065921397076</id><published>2008-08-19T09:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:50:28.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;To all my friends out there...... Sorry and Happy National Day.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i did not update the blod or keep in touch with you guys. BRT was really tiring and after that i totally forgot that i even had a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;POPed...now working in SCDF HQ at UBI doing programming under TRAINING DEPT.&lt;br /&gt;My seriors are good and friendly. But some of the officers here are not that approrachable.....Still got alot to learn from my seniors. Esp no how to avoid unnessary work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After one month plus of work, got my first off. Planing to take on the 29th this month. Hope i can meet every one. Miss the schl and holidays alot.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much..... but will get back soon....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-9089597065921397076?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/9089597065921397076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=9089597065921397076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/9089597065921397076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/9089597065921397076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/08/alive.html' title='Alive.....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8703155868995012477</id><published>2008-04-26T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:20:26.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.....Sick.......</title><content type='html'>This week was not that great at all...... From the begining of this week, i was not feeling well. Was having bad cough which turned into fever and followed by vomiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday went to sickbay hoping to get recoverd, but no use at all.....Lastly the MO gave me 2 days MC. Sad to leave the camp early but at the same time happy.......Came back home on Thursday late morning and till now i have not recovered yet. Still got the bad cough and the fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml will be Saturday and Sunday i need to book in ready.....I really hope i get cured by tml morning so at least i can spend my sat in the way i want..... Oh my god,....... pls cure me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8703155868995012477?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8703155868995012477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8703155868995012477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8703155868995012477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8703155868995012477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/04/sicksick.html' title='Sick.....Sick.......'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-542678239900404906</id><published>2008-04-18T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:01:26.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCDF</title><content type='html'>Two long weeks have passed since i joined the SCDF. Still got 11 more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is sure.. NS is not easy. Very tiring.....even the training can be coped with but the punishments are the worst. If one does a silly mistake, the whole lot gets it.... which some times i think is not resonable...... But what can i do......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is sure... ENDURENCE is something that i need to learn and  i need to build it. Have not met any friends yet. If possible, i think i will meet you guys next week..... Hope to see you guys soon....... 11 weeks ..... Here we go.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-542678239900404906?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/542678239900404906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=542678239900404906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/542678239900404906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/542678239900404906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/04/scdf.html' title='SCDF'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-448288547971249204</id><published>2008-03-26T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:54:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>This week i celebrated my 21st birthday...... Yup  I have reached the Adulthood ready...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration wise for this year was great.&lt;br /&gt;All started with my Poly mates who celebrated it in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sakura&lt;/span&gt;) on Good Friday along my close friend Mich(Mich birthday was the next day after me)&lt;br /&gt;It was nice and very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;piseah&lt;/span&gt;... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; played the birthday song  and guys started to sing the song. And there was this strawberry cake which i and Mich finished all the strawberries in it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Next was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tuition&lt;/span&gt; Students who did a surprise birthday bash at their house. How nice of them, celebrating my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;The other best thing, was that this year i welcomed my birthday at a Church. Since my birthday fall on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;, i followed my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; celebration in church and i had no other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt; but to welcome it in the church and followed by it a small party at Edwin place.&lt;br /&gt;Now lastly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt; celebration at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;DownTownEast&lt;/span&gt; coming weekends. Wow.. did not even dreamt that my birthday would last for one whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wasn't&lt;/span&gt; it great. All your loved ones remembering one of your most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; day and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;celebrating&lt;/span&gt; it with you. Thanks guys for all  your love. I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how am I going to  repay you all.&lt;br /&gt;Once again THANKS THANKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-448288547971249204?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/448288547971249204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=448288547971249204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/448288547971249204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/448288547971249204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/03/21st-birthday.html' title='21st Birthday'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-9183614946667953336</id><published>2008-02-19T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:13:20.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hows this?</title><content type='html'>Update since last blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singtel Contract Finished&lt;br /&gt;Working as IT Trainer for my old company&lt;br /&gt;Met my Poly mates. Had great time chatting with them&lt;br /&gt;Had Lunch with poly mates. Hope to meet the rest of the gang.&lt;br /&gt;Went to THALAI house to see his kid.  So Cute.... and small....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment at East View Secondary went superb. Will miss all the kids there.&lt;br /&gt;Currently Counting down for NS .............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-9183614946667953336?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/9183614946667953336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=9183614946667953336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/9183614946667953336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/9183614946667953336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/02/hows-this.html' title='Hows this?'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-3528874016866730021</id><published>2008-01-16T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:20:33.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Late... Leaving Soon</title><content type='html'>I getting the hang of my current job and the people working with me. I now even making more new friends who are not from my department... But sadly, i just cant contiune any more longer ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ex-Company called me and offered me IT Trainer job back. The pay is higher than my current job but it is assignment base. But the best thing if i take up that offer i will have alot of time to mix with my family and friends before i go into NS. I can spend more time in the gym training myself. But my monthly pay will not be as high as my current job unless i take more assignments. What to do........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,  I can bear leaving the new work place. So many aunties looking after me and Colleques helping me when i need any help.&lt;br /&gt;Its very homely here, but what other option i have. If only the rules were more felixible, I would do both job. Ah................ No thing else can be said now. I have to take a decision, either work hard or Work and play hard...... Either Singtel Or GNS......Either Work for someone-else or Work for yourslef........ Guys i Need your advise. What you all think sholu i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-3528874016866730021?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/3528874016866730021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=3528874016866730021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/3528874016866730021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/3528874016866730021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/01/too-late-leaving-soon.html' title='Too Late... Leaving Soon'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8445133385819643245</id><published>2008-01-04T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T11:04:32.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary One</title><content type='html'>It was just like yersterday when he entered Primary schl. But 6 years have pass so fast untill i myself did not notice him growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, R(A) has just entered his Secondary schl life. Really proud of him. Being weak in his studies, i was really worried wether will he make it or  not. But with GOD's Grace and his hardwork he has made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can explain my happiness for him. Now he is in this school and has went for his FIRST ORIENTATION camp. It been one whole day ready since i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be coming back home today. Cant wait to see him and chat with. Wander how a boys schl will be different from a mixed school. All the Best Bro, I know you will make it. Just remember even if i am not here , you got other brothers and sisters (MY FRIENDS) who will be there for you. I know they will there for you when you need them. May be not all but surely at least one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8445133385819643245?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8445133385819643245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8445133385819643245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8445133385819643245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8445133385819643245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/01/secondary-one.html' title='Secondary One'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-6418141151959065649</id><published>2008-01-04T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T10:00:07.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008......</title><content type='html'>2008 started for me with a visit to the clinic. Can you believe it? Sick on the first day of New Year. Really wander how will my whole year would be now? LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine the whole year i keep on going to see the doctor for MCs N stuffs...... Hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 400 dollars i earn in my NS career will be just gone in a flash.....  Not only this year is a special year for me too....  I just cant wait for 08 April 08 and 23 March 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 April 08&lt;br /&gt; Is the date which i will be enlisting to the CDF.  Just cant wait for it. Abt 1 year plus of waiting will be ending soon. Soon i will be going to experience the NS men life..... Lose some weight(ALOT), Fight the Fire and other stuffs. Now i can boast with my friends that i am MAN no more teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also very scared. Once again i will going to through a new phase of my life. Really wander how will i cope it, new friends to meet N Mix. Will they like me? Will they accpet me as their friend? Will my Sgt be fierce?  Can i "TAHAN" the pressure? Who will take care of my brother?&lt;br /&gt;So many questions... where to find the answers? I dont know, who to talk abt it?.. Dont Know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 March 08&lt;br /&gt;The other impt day in my life. Thats when i will be turning 21. The magical number that i have been waiting for. How am i going to celebrate it, No idea at all... Who to invite no idea at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things running in my mind... No wander i can concentrate on my work now days. Everything feeling tired and sleepy. Y? Not enough sleep is it? Or is because i getting old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-6418141151959065649?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/6418141151959065649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=6418141151959065649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/6418141151959065649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/6418141151959065649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008......'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-3211773451144341968</id><published>2007-12-13T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:55:40.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Miss You Guys!</title><content type='html'>Tina &amp;amp; Cheryl will be leaving soon...... Thinking about it really makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 month or so... we have been like brother and sisters.... Both of them young and playful .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i see them reminds me of my sec schl days..... How i was playful and joking around with my teachers and friends. My Office place will sure be very quite when they both leave......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOSS! Thats something that i will miss hearing..... Nothing else to say. ... I will just miss them alot.... Even when i have the rest..... They will be missed till the day i quit my work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is sure i will never forget them nor their names. They will always be in my heart and in my soul......... Gals Miss you alot.....Remember BOSS will always be here for you guys.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pika ....Pika.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-3211773451144341968?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/3211773451144341968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=3211773451144341968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/3211773451144341968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/3211773451144341968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/12/will-miss-you-guys.html' title='Will Miss You Guys!'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-4041607516423476663</id><published>2007-12-03T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:23:54.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back online....</title><content type='html'>After a big gap, i am finally writing again........ Nearly 4 mths have passed since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of good and bad things has happen. Some has made better while some has been challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat ever it is, Time has passed, and i am not borthered in looking at them back......&lt;br /&gt;My head is help up, my mind is clear. All i want to do now, is to do well in my current job and  catch up with all my "lost" friends.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-4041607516423476663?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/4041607516423476663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=4041607516423476663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4041607516423476663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4041607516423476663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-online.html' title='Back online....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-845310835825871916</id><published>2007-08-08T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:01:05.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day....</title><content type='html'>Happy National Day to all my friends and to everyone...... My apologise to all my friends whom i have neglected for the pass few weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy with my new assignment - training a batch of secondary school kids for their upcoming dance and video competion.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks of training have taken every little essence out of me..... Choreographing a dance is very new to me N indeed it was the hardest assignment i ever took.  N i still have 4 more weeks to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD...... Really wander when it will end.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past week have been very fun tiring.... Camping with Win, Watching the NDP preview, Dancing,Uzapping, Teaching and lastly but not the least Shouting and yelling... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for this weekends to relax and have fun....... with all my friends.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peops look out, R(A) is back to party !!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-845310835825871916?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/845310835825871916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=845310835825871916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/845310835825871916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/845310835825871916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-national-day.html' title='Happy National Day....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-25580024042491265</id><published>2007-07-25T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T16:02:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched....</title><content type='html'>Ghost Hunting..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what came into my mind,  when i woke up on Saturday morning....&lt;br /&gt;Why? How? Didn't seem to appear when i had the idea..... Even Harry Potter didn't seem to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; (Got to delivered on the same day at 7.02pm in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-order special casing)..... Nothing seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; to me that day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a brief idea oh what to do and where to search for "GHOST", I went to Eds place and told him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; my morning experience.... Interested with my idea we planned to leave around 4 plus fro his place..... But his mother changed his plans b asking to go to MASS with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it his good luck or my bad luck, i had no one to follow me, but i insisted on going.... 4.30 pm sharp i left to meet my "new friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way called up my Old and Trusted, Ghost Hunter (Big J). With him beside him, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; Park. By the time we reached there it was dark and lonely..... With Big J beside me it was exactly  like old times where we wandered around EAST COAST for days looking for GHOST.(Just that we were not as prepared like old times, and our group of 5 become 2 now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a frequent visitor to the Beach, both of us felt very creepy and scared on that day...&lt;br /&gt;We rented 2 bicycles from the Costa Sands Bicycle Shop for overnight and we set off looking for the possible places where we could feel their presence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after we set off,  we went into couple of troubles such as the  Big J version blurring and his bike chain getting loose.... At first we thought it was just a small problems... We did not realise that they were the warning from the other world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing felt scary or creepy... but when we cycled near this maze (built by the government for entertainment) both of us felt that the bicycle was not moving as fast as it was... In fact it was getting slower and slower.... Our instinct told that this has to be the place... So we got down.... By then Big J was chanting in Chinese and he started to shiver.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; when we realised that we were not prepared..... Talking slowly and encouraging Big J we  were tempted to go in the maze.... but as we built the courage to go in, Big J same something white floating over the maze.. and he shouted.... When i say it, at first i also thought it was a short fat ghost, but as i looked harder i saw something else on the ghost body, something red..........the Merlin logo was on it and than only i realised it was just a plastic bag floating..... Looking silly i told Big J what it was and tried to clam him down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we tried to enter the this time, something else stopped us..... a cry of a small baby... looking around recklessly, we searched from where the sound came from.... At that time we could not find the source as the sound came from all over us.......Getting tensed and scared we started to get on our bike, when we saw the same thing.... Right beside the maze there as a bench and underneath there was the same white plastic bag we saw earlier and the sound came from inside it..... But thins time, the plastic bag looked as if it had something in it moving fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At instant we knew what to do..... both of us got onto our bike and we started to peddle as fast as we can...... We were getting away from the baby cry.... the faint cry started to change into a voice of a woman, which was now singing a slow soft song in a different language which i did not understand, but i did now something, it was not any ordinary song but a song to clam the baby cry..... after for about 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; non stop peddling, Big J shouted "Stop Ready, Stop Ready". At first i heard as if "Caught Ready " Until i turned behind and saw Big J has stopped cycling and he was panting heavily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a desperate look, i turned the bike and rode towards him....Asking him what happen, he repeated the same thing again" Stop Ready" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; when i realised it was not "Caught Ready", Panting heavily, both of us looked at each other. Even with little light i was able to see his dark blue eyes moving up and down heavily as he breathed heavily...... Tyring hard to listen to him in between both our heavy breaths, he told that the lady voice was actually a Cantonese  lady and she was a singing the traditional Cantonese song sang to babies when the mothers tried to clam the babies......He understand cause he was a Cantonese, and he also told me that his mom has sang the same song to his brothers and sisters when they are crying.... Poor Big J..... Now he will not be able to clam himself when ever he hears the song again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wander i heard the baby crying got fainter as we drove.... Even now as i type this incident, i can feel my hair standing up straight..... the song is still ring in in my ears...... This is not the only thing we  experienced on our little trip..... There are still more, but i am not going to say it today or now, just thinking about it makes me feel super scared... But friends i will share my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; with you guys soon, once i have overcame this.... Do look out......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; ever do something as stupid as we did. We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;luckily&lt;/span&gt; to be in one piece .... We may never know what can happen next... And do remember that we are not the only living things in earth, and also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;, that live after death do exist......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i am going to read my HP to release my stress...... May the death ones rest in peace and the living ones live in peace......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-25580024042491265?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/25580024042491265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=25580024042491265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/25580024042491265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/25580024042491265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/07/touched.html' title='Touched....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-7731481875431600421</id><published>2007-07-19T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:43:59.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive-a-thon.....</title><content type='html'>Past Weekend was a memorable one... even though it was the most expensive weekend i ever had in my entire life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 850 dollars in 3 days.... Fri, Sat N Sun..... All my hard earning gone in a puff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have drove cars which were brand new, one of the expensive one, why even a classic model but never have i ever drove one that was purely for my own purpose or for my family.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend, was an expectational.... I did not know why, but all of a sudden i just thought of renting a car and drive... and the outcome was my 850 dollars gone in 3 days.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lancer 2007, turbo engine, vinyls, air charger and even neon lighting this are the rough specs of the car which i rented.. for the last 3 weekends...... Wow, even my dad surprised by the car i chose and the way i drove it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last i was able to show my family members, the Rasul Style of Driving....(Raging Lion)...lol&lt;br /&gt;I was happy also nearly after about 2 years i got my driving license, i never drove a decent car for myself or for my folks, till now......3 days i drove all the content out..... Just keep on driving to all the shopping malls i could find in the east and north, Pick up and Drop off my family members to where ever they wanted to go,..... got into a mini race with my uncle at AYE, wow... really amazing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pain in earning that cash is nothing to what i was experiencing at that time......Even after all my dreams was shattered (Racing ones).... I still had the touch and instinct  hidden down in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait to grab the steering wheels again......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-7731481875431600421?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/7731481875431600421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=7731481875431600421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7731481875431600421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7731481875431600421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/07/drive-thon.html' title='Drive-a-thon.....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8188144480526092971</id><published>2007-07-09T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T01:13:40.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Reminisces</title><content type='html'>This friday will be a day to remember.....Many good things happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did not expected to meet them....Its been nearly 4 years since i last saw them....&lt;br /&gt;And to meet them at a place where i dont expect to.... is the other great thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, went to meet my Poly mates for dinner and we went to this restaurent called Velgare..... Not a very common restaurent right... But the food was great....&lt;br /&gt;Both I and Jie bought the Lamp Chop....but quite ex.... And the funniest thing was that Jie read the price of my drink (I buy often) wrongly N gave me a scare..... I on the other hand, belived and put it back but luckily  i found out the right price and we both bought the same drink....How could i have gone for that trick when esp i buy that drink very often....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprising  thing was that, i met my secondary school classmates. 3 of them infact... 3 differnt gerls who i used to be closed with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad could not  name them here, if you want more info tag me...lol....&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when i heard some one called my name...&lt;br /&gt;Turned to see some farmilar faces ...At first i could not recornise them but when i saw har... i know who they were.....Was really happy that they still remembered me after all these years....... Got a short talk... and then we departed.........Too bad we did not chat long... Hope to meet them again... Now i really miss them N my secondary school days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wander weather was I presentable or not at that time.... Guys was I good at that time.....?&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Leader, cause if he did not choose that place for dinner, i would not have met my friends. Thanks dude...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8188144480526092971?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8188144480526092971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8188144480526092971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8188144480526092971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8188144480526092971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/07/sweet-reminisces.html' title='Sweet Reminisces'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8449602070065513782</id><published>2007-06-27T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T05:03:40.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss u guys &amp; Miss India</title><content type='html'>Missing alot o people....... First all my friends who have went to NS, Second Miss India,Third My GrandParents and lastly Myslef.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, working on a freelance project and we are meeting up again quite often. But the time is not like how it was. Without them seems quite and sometimes lonely........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wander y, they havent call me for my NS. I am willing to give my service but dont know why they dont want to call.  Calling the  hotline has become a everyday thingy for me ready and the worst thing is that everytime i call, the answers for my questions are getting different and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........Sianz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people asked me y i keep my self away from certain things.... And has i have replied before, it is simply due to religion issues and some other the issues. Wandering what is that......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure is it because of my SHAPE,RELIGION,COLOR or LOOK people sometimes push me a side. Its either the friend family members or friends friends push me aside. Even though some of you fight for me, there are still some who will listen to the crap and push me aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on i am also a human being....... I am not going to eat them or kill them right....&lt;br /&gt;The first time i experience it, it was very hurting, but now since i come across quite oftern, I am abit used to the behaviour....Now days before even i go into that kind of situtation, i try to get myself out..... It is just that i dont want to hurt anyone. I do not want you guys fighting for me..... Most importantly i dont want any cracks in our friendship...........Everyone's family is important to each everyone. Listen to them and try to cut down  the fights you have with them......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why, i sometime reject some offers. So please understand me. I want you to be happy and not to fight just for me.....I hope u would understand it when i reject the offer.......Sorry and all the best.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please dont get angry, I want out friendship to last long. Thats why i have to take this decision, it both hurting for you and me too.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8449602070065513782?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8449602070065513782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8449602070065513782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8449602070065513782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8449602070065513782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/06/miss-u-guys-miss-india.html' title='Miss u guys &amp; Miss India'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-6534013575220261265</id><published>2007-06-18T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T05:11:12.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cats</title><content type='html'>5 am  and still everyone at my house is awake.. . . Wandering y?...... Just came back after watching a tamil movie..... "Shivaji". Show started at 1 and ended at 4.30. 3 hrs nad 30 mins was just awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most awaited and best movies i have seen in my entire live..... Love it alot..... expect  that the ticket price was 15 dollars for each and individual..... quite ex ah.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the movie is that they imitated me. The main hero imitated me..... Wandering how ?&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you. What will i say at the end of every good comment or idea or even statement ?&lt;br /&gt;COOL..... and thats what the main hero was doing..... he was telling the cool word at each good comment, idea, statement. and the great part was that.... the way he told was exactly like the way i say..... very interesting ah... this is the second time a big hero is copying my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really makes me wander weather someone is spying on me and telling my styles to the actors ..... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-6534013575220261265?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/6534013575220261265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=6534013575220261265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/6534013575220261265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/6534013575220261265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/06/copy-cats.html' title='Copy Cats'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-5882071560063890902</id><published>2007-06-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:23:09.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things.....</title><content type='html'>So many things has happen in the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me doing great achievements.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My closest friend tring to kill himself....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me rejecting all other entertaiment offers due to work.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me getting sick and food posion........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My whole family getting sick..........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My 3 hrs talk  with Miss India.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fighting with my parents to save a person life.........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending 100 dollars on taxi within two days........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Solving 2 love problems and helpping them to patch.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What to do...!Not enough time to blog or upadte my own life..  Anyway really have been busy and hope to catch up with my other friends soon. All the best to all the brave men going to protect our nation. 3 cheers and prayers for you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-5882071560063890902?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/5882071560063890902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=5882071560063890902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5882071560063890902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5882071560063890902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-many-things.html' title='So many things.....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-5727913686401342897</id><published>2007-05-26T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:04:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation</title><content type='html'>At last 3 years of hardwork and sleepless nights have paid off. Looking back now seems stupid. But for some reasons cant stop it. Surprised that only 3 from my class turned up. Luckily, every one from my FYP team turned up. Too bad, wanted take  photos with everyone but couldnt . I just wish every one all the best and lets keep in touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wander weather i have become to finest "sliver" or not.&lt;br /&gt;Only the consumers can tell it now........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last i have acomplised what my dad wanted me to do. But one thing is sure. I am not going to stop it here. With you guys(friends) and god support i will go as far i can...... It just matters weather i can do it or not........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-5727913686401342897?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/5727913686401342897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=5727913686401342897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5727913686401342897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5727913686401342897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduation.html' title='graduation'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-7147604408754881037</id><published>2007-05-18T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:04:59.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Hanging On....</title><content type='html'>Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00 am&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for the class to turn up. The teachers keep on forgeting that they got classes today. Everytime i have to go personally can remind them. If not must send some other kid. The dam intercom at the lap is also down. Sianz... They really making me walk all around the school. Why ? Cant find the class rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9,15 am&lt;br /&gt;At last they came. Small class but very naughty class. Everyone running and shouting about. Even the form teacher cant control the class. Asath to the rescue.... Played a short cartoon clip from youtube. tha da.....Every one under my control. lol At i managed to teach them flash and majority of them did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;Still got a long day ahead.  4 classes each one hour. All the way to 1.30. After that it is just me and youtube and me again hahaha. May some young friends. Always coming and keeping me a company. Very nice of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day. I really goona miss the students, the lab, the food and esp my young friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typed a formal letter to the all the classes i was going to teach today. Reminding them  about their class training session. Now wandering how to give to all the teachers.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my young friends came and Wa la.. Sent them to do my work. Evil  of me ah...&lt;br /&gt;Once again a long day ahead. This time i have no time even to take my lunch. After prayers got a training session. Today i will be trainng the teachers,rincipal on flas. The highlight of the session is training them on Network Administration. Wish i could have someone to help me out and also i want to do a good job. The speciality of the this session is that, i will be the only one training them. No assitants, no help, nothing at all. Really wander how is it going to turn out to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-7147604408754881037?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/7147604408754881037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=7147604408754881037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7147604408754881037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7147604408754881037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-hanging-on.html' title='Still Hanging On....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8841363680344746587</id><published>2007-05-16T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T15:14:38.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching</title><content type='html'>Teaching is not as easy you think. Recently i have experienced it myself. Even though i am not a full time teacher or a subject techer it is really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day teaching,  I got to teach Pri 2 and Pri 1 kids on touch typing.&lt;br /&gt;After a short intro abt me and touch typing taught them our to place their fingers on the keyboard and press  ASDFJKL;. Later went each very student to check how they were doing and correcting them..... The kids were Superb. They listen obidently to me and did their touch typing very fast. Infact for the Pri 1 class we went ahead of  our plan.  All of them seem to learn fast and were able to keep with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm&lt;br /&gt;All my lessons have finished, but i am not allowed to go back. I have to be in school till 5 pm. I dont know why.  I dont have any lesson ready and i had nothing to  but the Pricipal said i had to stay in school till5. An there i was sitting alone at my table  reading my book and answering to all the teachers who kept on asking me who was and what i was doing in the staff room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i thought to a Pri 3 class on how to use the excel program. Gosh, it was really hard. Took me about 5 whole min to settle the class down. After that, demo to them how to insert symbols and how to format the data. Nobody was able to keep up. Majority of them have never used and Excel program and they di not know what i was telling them. Howerver some of them were smart and were able to keep up. Infact they finish they work about 20 mins faster then the rest of their class.&lt;br /&gt;For me it was the worst. Had to walk to each and individual person answer their queries and show them how to do. Luckily,  about 20 mins before the class end everyone finished their exercise. After that i showed them a shor tanimation just make them relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, i did not do anything till 5pm. Had only one class to teach today and it was long time over. For nearly 6hrs i did nothing but play online games. Doing nothing is worst then teaching the Pri 3s.But tml i got a long day ahead of me. 8.30 to 1.30 lessons. No break in between at all. Only after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 more days to go.........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8841363680344746587?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8841363680344746587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8841363680344746587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8841363680344746587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8841363680344746587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/05/teaching.html' title='Teaching'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-7340315868468540707</id><published>2007-05-15T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:34:10.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Editor in house</title><content type='html'>Recently have been working as part time video editor for a Secondary school at Bukit Panjang Ring Road. The school Asked me to help them to edit their videos. The problem was that, they were using Final Cut Pro 5 . It is a Mac program and i have never seen it or used it and i had only two days to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having alot of trouble to adapt to the Software. Lucklyi managed to finish it on time. Alot of pressure from the school. Even the principal and HODs came to see the editing process and were giving alot of comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the secondary students just brings back my old memories. From the time i enter my secondary till i leave. Two days went very fast and i really enjoyed it. Now i can a new software to my list. lol. Miss my Sec days .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-7340315868468540707?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/7340315868468540707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=7340315868468540707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7340315868468540707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7340315868468540707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/05/shhclass-in-progress.html' title='Editor in house'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-3410363647965128884</id><published>2007-05-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:11:15.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to REALITY</title><content type='html'>Came back on Sunday night, empty handed but with a body and soul full of shattered dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is worse when your dream is  pulverized. Esp when you have worked hard, spent both money &amp; energy for making it coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is a waking dream - Aristole&lt;br /&gt;Live your dream and give life to your imaginations - Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is just bullshit. Dreams are always Dreams. I have realised what is REALITY and what is a DREAM. Never in my life will DREAM rule my REALITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Most Humble appologise to everyone who shared my dream and my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-3410363647965128884?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/3410363647965128884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=3410363647965128884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/3410363647965128884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/3410363647965128884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to REALITY'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-4377004470570094671</id><published>2007-04-25T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T13:28:38.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May god bless your mom.</title><content type='html'>Sandy, dont worry about your mom. Your mom will be alright. I will pray for your mom's speedy recovery. Dont worry Sandy. May god bless your mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-4377004470570094671?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/4377004470570094671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=4377004470570094671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4377004470570094671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4377004470570094671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/04/may-god-bless-your-mom.html' title='May god bless your mom.'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-5516297431271503609</id><published>2007-04-25T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T13:26:04.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless and Speechless</title><content type='html'>Two days back went SGH to visit sandy mom. She was hospitalized for lung infection. Sad and sorry to see her lying there on the bed. I have alsways seen her as active and joyful lady, and that was my first time seeing her crying and looking very sad. But it was also one of my most regretted days ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really regretted  why i never learn chinese till now. But that day, i was really crying in myself, hating myslf for not learning chinese. I really wanted to say some words of console to sandy's mom but i couldn't. All because i did not know how to speak in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other factor is my fear for hospital beds. I have seen live operation, slaughtering of animals and  even other disgusting stuffs. But i can't stand seeing people  bedriden or in hospital beds. I dont know why, but i just  cant stand it at all. Because of this stupid fear, i could even think or response to anyone there. I was totally helpless and speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-5516297431271503609?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/5516297431271503609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=5516297431271503609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5516297431271503609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5516297431271503609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/04/helpless-and-speechless.html' title='Helpless and Speechless'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-4288368662687195323</id><published>2007-04-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:59:11.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BearBear in trepidation</title><content type='html'>Over trepidation.Past few days worked like shit. So many delivery and job offers dont know what to do or choose. Being a free agent is not easy at all. The month of may is coming and need alot of  cash ready. Need buy presents, running shoes, ankle guard,  wo so many expensens......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both me and my family into many problems. $$$$. Not enough at all. Cant even find a solid job where i can some decent cash. Not sure weather to work as telemarker or not also. Heard it is a hard job and needs alot of experince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed over the limit ready, thinking of rejecting the delivery job. Items are getting heavier and heavier as day goes by, but pay not increasing at all. No of deliveries also increasing. Really wander how the rest can stand it. Waiting for Sat to come. Want to go out and relax , free my mind from all the troubles and sorrows. Wish anyone would be free and willing to spend sometime with me...........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-4288368662687195323?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/4288368662687195323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=4288368662687195323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4288368662687195323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4288368662687195323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/04/bearbear-in-trepidation.html' title='BearBear in trepidation'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-1021245487847189230</id><published>2007-04-15T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T18:09:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>troubled why ?</title><content type='html'>Death is a funny thing. Cause there is no solid answer to tell when it will occur.&lt;br /&gt;It can happen to anyone and anytime. There is no certain timeframe or anything to tell the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is one of the common thing with all living things. Why It Happen? Nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is sure, when it comes it also bring alongs Saddness and worry. Not only to the people who is going to die but to also to ppl around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very troubled recently, wanted to write so many things, but nothing is in my mind expect&lt;br /&gt;Death..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-1021245487847189230?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/1021245487847189230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=1021245487847189230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/1021245487847189230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/1021245487847189230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/04/troubled-why.html' title='troubled why ?'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-4569068830976350845</id><published>2007-03-26T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T01:19:26.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn.....</title><content type='html'>12.50 am, and just finish celebrating my aunt 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. It is her first birthday that is coming after her marriage and my uncle (his husband) celebrated it big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine just passed a few days ago. It was great. Nothing much happened at home but got to celebrate at couple of my friends home. This year was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; and better compared to the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a surprise party at sandy house and it was really nice. Cause i was really surprised. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; not expected them to throw one caused i knew everyone were busy with the trip. I was neither angry or sad, but depressed that i was not able to go with them for the trip. But still they made a party and gave wonderful surprise. The gift was just as good as the party. Something that i really wanted for very long. Thanks Guys for getting the it for me. I know it caused you guys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, i really did not expected you to get it. The party was more than enough for me guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other party was at my friend Edwin place. Not a big one just a marvelous lunch prepared my his mum and big bottle of apple wine for drink. It was nice and very tasty. Other than that nothing much happened there. Just that we were talking and talking about life,NS and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt;(Fractured her arm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was both the party did not happen on my birthday. The First one happened on the day earlier and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; one happened the day after my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;. But does it matter. Nope, weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; or later i really enjoyed my day and my weekends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, on the day itself my mum cooked my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;favourites&lt;/span&gt; dish and bought me a sliver watch while by youngest brother got me this superb card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; nice. I hope the rest of the year will be equally good as my past weekends.&lt;br /&gt;My only wish for this year, Is.........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, Happy Birthday Tall, Wish you all the best darling. Hope we would be friends till the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-4569068830976350845?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/4569068830976350845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=4569068830976350845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4569068830976350845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/4569068830976350845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/03/reborn.html' title='Reborn.....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8627885941832903727</id><published>2007-03-18T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:15:47.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meeting.....</title><content type='html'>Recently had a group cum FYP client meeting at the swensen's at Park Hotel. It was fun got to meet some of my old classmates and my FYP group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our client Mr Fong was also there, gave us each a testimonial and treat us dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It was my second time eating there so i was not sure on what to order as i did not know what was nice. Luckliy, Jie told me to get the crayfish pasta wich was great. Esp the crayfish. And the pepper sauce was not hot at all. Just nice for me and my taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really waiting for the big day to come. Not my big day, but the day where my friends will going for the Genting trip.Very Sianz and sad, I really wanted to go to the trip with them. Saw their last outing photos and i really envied them caused they seemed to had really alot of fun. And this time i wanted to be part of it. But my parents disagree to it saying i have to stay for my granddad death aniversary. Why should i stay. I am not disrepecting them or anything just that it is the 5th year aniversary and it is not the 1st one where every one will be there right ? Come on it is just for a few days right. Why, even my brother is going to school why should i stay back. Is it because i am the elderest or my granddad favourite. Really big pain. One side it is Friends and the other side is Family. What to do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this week is really going to be very long, most properly the longest i ever had this holiday. You guys enjoy ok. Hope you all have a great time. Take Care Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8627885941832903727?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8627885941832903727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8627885941832903727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8627885941832903727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8627885941832903727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/03/meeting.html' title='The Meeting.....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-6610020647924345690</id><published>2007-03-12T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:31:27.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Though Holiday......</title><content type='html'>This time holidays seems to be very long. Confined within four walls, time is really going very fast and boring.Nothing, much has happen since school was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily routine has changed and every single second i spent in my house makes me older. Maturing is not easy. Responsiblites have been increasing gradually and fun time is decreasing rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that ever happen in my called holidays, is my meeting with my current friends and my old friends and most importantly the 4 hour talk with Miss India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camping was great, got to meet alot of my old friends whose some of their names i totally forgot. It was and updating session for first day, updating each one of us with our life and how it has changed us alot. Next few days were just totall fun. Playing, pranking, and more Playing. Seems it is not only me who have chnaged but nearly every one have changed alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is that i was not able to go to one of my classmate chalet. Heard that  many people regraded why i did not turn up. Was really hard for me to decide weather to go to the new or old friends gathering but in the end old friends. Anyway this could also be the last time i could be meeting some of them, so i think i was a fair decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, i could not turn up for the chaelt. Hope there would be another one soon. Really hopping to meet you guys soon. Enjoyed the last outhing we had. Take Care Every one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-6610020647924345690?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/6610020647924345690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=6610020647924345690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/6610020647924345690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/6610020647924345690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/03/though-holiday.html' title='Though Holiday......'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-5533268427116291191</id><published>2007-02-28T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:15:17.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME LIFE</title><content type='html'>It is very funny how a four letter word can change another four letter word......&lt;br /&gt;Guess it ready ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME AND LIFE.....&lt;br /&gt;It is very funny how TIME can change a persons LIFE. Really wander how, people say our life is in our hands....BUT it is not true....Our life is in the hands of TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME with other factors can change LIFE faster. Better or Worst, nobody know untill the the time comes. FACTORS such as education and money has really chnaged many peoples life and indeed it has changed my life to.........Wish i had full contorl of  my life..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-5533268427116291191?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/5533268427116291191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=5533268427116291191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5533268427116291191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/5533268427116291191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-life.html' title='TIME LIFE'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-8583347455627099675</id><published>2007-02-28T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:09:31.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>It has been very long since i last blogged or met my CLOSE FRIENDS. Time flies so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks have going so far well expect that i keep on gettin into qurrael the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very simple, i just found out that the PERSON doesnt understand me at all. THE PERSON does not know how i feel or think. All this while i was thinking that THE PERSON understand me well....... But it is not the FACT. Because of these thinking problems i and THE PERSON keep on qurraling alot. Really holiday seems to be a nightmare to me. I just dont want to stay at home at all. I want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad no money or friends to go out. The one near to me seems to be far away virtually and relativly....... The only one who i can talk to is also ver far away....................... Very Sianz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry GUYS I MISS YOU GUYS ALOT. BOTH SCHL AND OLD PALS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-8583347455627099675?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/8583347455627099675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=8583347455627099675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8583347455627099675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/8583347455627099675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-7201018288310110348</id><published>2007-02-08T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:39:56.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>One of the thing that i dont like, is when people critisie me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am plum, but that does not mean i am not exersicing or taking care of my health.&lt;br /&gt;You all dont know how much stress and pressure i am with dealing with my weight and shape.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when people say i am fat and ugly esp  the person who is saying is meeting me for the first time or meeting me after a long gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Once you see a your friend you should asking how is he or somethi9ng nice, not saying how fat the person is . You can say it after some time of talk but not the first thing when you open your mouth. Really the person hurt me alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time i am seeing you, i was hopping for a good talk with you, but what you say, i need to loose my weight. You know how hurting it is, dam you. Luckly you are not either reading this or i saying it to your fuc**** face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for your, how you look or how you talk does not matter. It's how your character and feelings are the most. You type of guys will never understand even if the earth is going to blow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-7201018288310110348?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/7201018288310110348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=7201018288310110348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7201018288310110348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/7201018288310110348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/02/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-1436009766723346769</id><published>2007-02-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:31:51.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy and Sad</title><content type='html'>So far everything is going well, expect for my Schl laptop thingy.... Feel as if i am cheated for something that i never do at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back met some of my secondary schl friends. They came to my estate and call me down. Suprised to see them, cause they usually dont invite me and Kumarn to this kind of meeting. Not only that Divya has return from Australia and was meeting all her friends. This is one of the gal which i dont know why i cant get along. Always quarreling for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now she seem to be changed alot. A bit friendlier, but the past memories do hunt both of us when we talked to each other, I was able to feel it when she talked to me. hahaha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other important thing is the the laptop issue. My group and i met the deputy-director,&lt;br /&gt;I was really hopping for more dscount for the problem, but it turned out that the schl kinda didnt believe us. So we took it back hoping we can use other sources to solve it.....sianz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all these issues, i did enjoy my day having fun, playinf PS2 and going for dinner at Seoul Garden. Really broke after these few days, spent alot ready, not sure howlong my rest of my money can hold on... Hahahahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-1436009766723346769?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/1436009766723346769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=1436009766723346769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/1436009766723346769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/1436009766723346769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-and-sad.html' title='Happy and Sad'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-117034489233104181</id><published>2007-02-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:48:12.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dam</title><content type='html'>Everything is over now...... Exams, Presentations and eevery things.........&lt;br /&gt;Not even a week now i have to think about my future study ready? Why? Cause the adminision for Uni has started today and i am in the biggest confuse i was ever was......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every thing went well even at my Medcial Checkup at CMPB. A bit disappointed that could not make into B or A even though i got A in all the stations expect only one, the height and weight station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because i  was over weight they gave me Pes BP... Nothing to be fussy about but abit hurting just all..... On my way back saw couple of my friends who told me about the admission. They said they were going to apply and asked me to apply with them. At first i said ok, but when came back home my mind changed, before all these i thought about working first before joing the uni but now i am confused, weather to apply or work first..... What to do now, my fmily finacial situtaion is not good, but people say there the bond to help, but i am not sure weather i will be sekected for the hlep or not...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things going in my mind...... The people who supposed to help me are or not helping. cause they do not know what to do and the worst thing is they dont understand my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;(If you know who i am referring to GUYS)......  Why waS I BORN IN THINS ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE LIVING. FEEL VERY LONLY AND THERE IS NO ONE TO CONSOLE ME OR TALK TO ME....  GOD WHERE IS THE LISTENING EAR WHEN I NEED ONE......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to say and talk about too bad cant write everything here......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-117034489233104181?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/117034489233104181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=117034489233104181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/117034489233104181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/117034489233104181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/02/dam.html' title='Dam'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116887149983541268</id><published>2007-01-15T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:09:56.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War is over</title><content type='html'>At last the, first war is over. It has been the toughest battle yet. The most enjoying unforgettable one. I sure it will make history also. And it will be told for years and years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warroirs, i am proud of you guys. You have shed blood and tears.  All the hard work and traning have successfully finsished. And it will be answered soon. Dont relax and enjoy cause the next war is coming. Prepare for it we will overcome it. Success will be ours. Lets fight it and win it........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont know what i am saying......look out for more updates...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116887149983541268?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116887149983541268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116887149983541268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116887149983541268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116887149983541268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/01/war-is-over.html' title='War is over'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116793427409341423</id><published>2007-01-05T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T02:11:14.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>Today is not a happy day. It should be a happy day, but last mintue when going back home it was spoiled. Why happy? --&gt; My team have done done alot for FYP for the past few days and we are happy. Cause we have finshed basic and the advanced feature. Left only testing and doing of the minor errors.At last FYP is coming to a end. All the best for my team mates and all the other FYP teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to write alot about it, but my happiness was spoiled by a small incident.I  feel bad when heard the words coming. Come on this is not sosificated life. Not every one can be rich and sosificated people right. I dont make comments untill it hurt other people.Come on some one really need to teach that person a lesson. Even the person involed in was embrassed.  And i cant bear to see the person embrassed. Why the hell did the words come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are sosificated person then i ma sorry your not. You are just runing your own friendship and your own reputation. Forget about it .Hope i can forget about the incident as soon as possible. Really hurt and angry......HURT MAN HURT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116793427409341423?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116793427409341423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116793427409341423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116793427409341423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116793427409341423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/01/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116784348892225611</id><published>2007-01-04T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:58:08.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good day</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day and abad one too. Tall and Leader had a qurallel.&lt;br /&gt;Come on it was just a miscommunication between both. I did not expect it to turn it into a big one. Luckily, i was there to so call stop it. The only thing that bothers me was that, why did pretty did not stop it since tall looks upon pretty and why sandy also did not stop it since he look upon Leader.  Was a bit wired...... Nvm, the problem is solved, thats the important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing was that, i was able to do finish my part given to me. It is a big relief when you compelete your work on time ah ... All this while i thing i am doing ok ! If you guys think i am slow or need to work faster just tag or tell me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have taken a to a fuction myself. Just want to help the team. Not to show off or anything. Hope i can do it properly and error free. So it will be less work for the whole team. Other than that today was ok. Nothing much to say haha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA, Andy birthday, went to andy's birthday the day earlier.It was a nice thing. I mean not everyone get to celebrate their birthday every year ma.... So went to it. Feel very odd. Casue, i was the only one who wore very nice. Not even the birdthday boy wear nice. Furthermore, eveyone else was chinese only me was indian(Muslim) plus everyone were andy's friends. The only people i know were LTJSWJ. So had only them to communicate no one else. It is not that i am anti social, it s that i first time coming and i dont know any one, either sandy or LTJSWJ shold have introduced me to some of them, then i could have make myself home. Most importantly, everyone look at me very differently, may cause i look different or new to them thats why. Other then that i did enjoyed my day there. Love it actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy, soryy bro could not get you a gift, but dont worry i will sure get you one. Mark my words sandy. Take Care Sandy, Happy 20th bithday Sandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116784348892225611?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116784348892225611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116784348892225611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116784348892225611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116784348892225611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-day.html' title='good day'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116758919797106862</id><published>2007-01-01T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:19:58.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Haji</title><content type='html'>This year hari raya haji, is not like hari raya haji at all. (31/12/2006 Harri Raya Haji) .After my special prayers i have been stuck to FYP(Doing Flash). While my whole family went to the istana. It was thier first time and my first time also. But I dont get to join the fun cause of FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam the flash is very hard. Have been doing it since moring, but still have not achieve what i want. Even New year has born, and I am still stuck with the flash. My teammates thinki can do it. But i am very scared that i may not reach their expectations. My teamates say i am good at flash, but i think i as dumb as a rotten egg. Why cant i do. Planning was correct what but why cant i still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 born with saddness this year. Scared of not meeting my teams wish on the flash. Whats wrong thats the question i have been asking since last year and i cant get the answer. Worst thing is that there is no one at my home to help me on it. Non of them is flash expert and even my friends are busy with their work. "Calm down bearbear. Clam Down"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116758919797106862?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116758919797106862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116758919797106862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116758919797106862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116758919797106862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/01/hari-raya-haji.html' title='Hari Raya Haji'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116758534645125945</id><published>2007-01-01T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:24:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>After One year i have come to blog. Wow thats a long gap ah ? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days past very fast. So fast untill i dont even know which month i am unless some tells me or something reminds me. Even though 2007 was born with little comotion, past few days of 2006 will sure me a memberable one. Starting from Xmas till today. Every single day has been wonderful though we shed some tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a long talk on each other character and history, i realise something. The main reason why we all can talk and mix freely is cause we all are one. One in the sense that i have a part of pretty's character, a part of tall's character,  a part of Sandy's character, a part of Leader's character , a apart of Jie's character nad a part of wei's character. Not only me. Every one has a part od each other character, persnolity and even history. Thats the main reason i think we can comunicate super easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this momemt i would like to thank sinercely from my heart a few people. First my FYP mates who have understand me alot. As a muslim i have alot of restictions. But they understand it and were willing to do stuffs differently just for me. Next, wei, jie and Sandy family for also understanding my restictions and problems and helping me from going into the wrong path to overcome the resticions. They reespected me and my culture for that i would like to honor them. Lastly, my love for understanding my stituation(FYP) and helped me to overcome it. And willing to take the hardship for me (Not able to talk to me). And ofcourse my other friends and family for helping in a way or another. Thanks guys, thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116758534645125945?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116758534645125945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116758534645125945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116758534645125945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116758534645125945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='New year'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116732815259498543</id><published>2006-12-29T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:49:12.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianz....</title><content type='html'>Today i never get to do alot of work for FYP. THe internet was down at leader's place and i was not able to access the resources online. Very troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did editing of the datagrids and integration the latest navigation to all the pages. But most of time spent playing warcraft and watching jimmy play the warcraft. Dont know why the time goes so fast. Hope tml the internet is working and i can go and do some desgin related work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so many to do. Flash, ICON Creation, get story and many more. Why must the earthquake come at this time of the year. Really pity the people affected by the earthquake and people who are indirectly affected by the quake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had lunch with Tall and Dinner with Prerty. Two dates at one day. Wow really hot ah ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen we just talked and talked during my lunch and dinner. But my dinner talk was interesting cause we were talking about other race weddings how it goes and it customs. Not bad ah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now really tired, need to go and blog my other one also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116732815259498543?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116732815259498543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116732815259498543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116732815259498543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116732815259498543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/sianz.html' title='Sianz....'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116722959792567551</id><published>2006-12-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:26:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things ...</title><content type='html'>Wow, my entry will be super long this time. Got so much to say. Nearly three days never blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and  most, i would like to apologise to pretty and tall for playing such prank on you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I really did not mean to hurt anyone feelings.My aim waws just to play, but did not knew that it will turn like this. I am very sorry gals. You deserve to be angry and even to scold me. But please dont stop talking to me cause i would not be able to take it. I need you guys. You are my friends. Friends forget and forgive. So please forgive me. Now i know what is your limatations i will never play such pranks on you guys again. Once again i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Miss India. Sorry for talking harsh on you. You know the reason. I was very angry on myself and when you called that time i kind of was rash on you. Sorry, hope you would understand me Miss India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my past christmas was very enjoyable.This year i never do the usuall. This year i did not go to the rich Guy chirstmas party. Insetead i went to eddie's and  Sandy's party. Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Very simple, my fyp mates wanted to come to the rich Guy party. So i asked for persmission from the guy. But whats his reply ? NO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He say that the party is only for his friends, Come on my friends are also his friends right&lt;br /&gt;(Can try to become friends). He only can invite other new friends is it. OK. When you dont want to invite my friends then you are no more my friend.If you dont know how to respect friendship then you are not my friend any more. I simply broke my friendship with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader,Sandy, Tall, Pretty,Jie, Wei are more important than him. It is 6 friends for 1. Come on i treasure friendship but not friends who want fame out of others. 6 friends is better than a   single 6 years  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year i did not go to that F**King party at all. Not even near it. Not only that this time i was able to teach my LSTPJW friends on how really a chirstmax celebration goes. And I am very happy about it. After celebrating with LSTPJW, went over to eddie's place to celebrate. Wow it was awesome. With Xman tree, decoration, all my other friends and eddie's relations this was really a wonderfull and nice Xmas party. Wish next year i could bring my LSTPJW to this party again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: GUYS IF YOU THINK MY JOKES OR PLAYFULLNESS IS TOO MUCH JUST SHOOT OR TELL ME IT IS OK WITH. ANY WAY I AM VERY NEW TO YOUR EDITION. SO I MAY NEED SOME TIME TO KNOW YOUR LIMITAIONS AND YOUR TEMPER LEVELS&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116722959792567551?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116722959792567551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116722959792567551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116722959792567551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116722959792567551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-many-things.html' title='So many things ...'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116689663324571595</id><published>2006-12-24T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:57:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>Today went shopping with my friends for xmas.....First time shopping with them they all ready make me wait for a hour alone... Hahaha. At last we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and walked and walked searching for the ideal present for the present exchange tmr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking at bugis we wnt to PS (Plaza Singapura) to shop. Not only that today i got to mee Ruby and tall's sis. Rudy really look like rachel and dora mixed. But tall sis is totally different. She is pretty too.... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after walking for very long time, every one got to buy their presents ready.... Wow  really headache. Not easy doing the last min shopping. Every where we go seems to be crowed....... Very tiring indeed..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the worst thing happen.... I waited for my dad at dover bustop for nearly two hours. He came only at 12 plus and picked up me. Dam i was very lonely, sitting alone in the bustop waiting for him. A bit scared also. Cause suddely the lights at the bus top went off. Wow so scarry........ At last he came and picked me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckly everything is over. Left only enjoying tml at sandy's house...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116689663324571595?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116689663324571595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116689663324571595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116689663324571595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116689663324571595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116671381014551587</id><published>2006-12-21T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:10:10.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Two Days</title><content type='html'>Past two days, never blog. Got alot to say. Questions to Answer and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Want to congragulate my brother. He came third in his whole level and was awared 100 dollars by the government for his progress. That good. I really wish him all the best hope he gets more awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, My friends. For our BRCOM assignment we have really achieve alot. Not only i understand the module but we are able to implement the DAL in our system. Really proud of my friends for coming down to my place and doing the project even though i live very far from them.Thanks guys. Thanks alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, a question which asked by my friends. Why i dont smile when i take photos ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Simple, i forgot how to smile. When i was in primary, i was taking a photo with my step-grandma relatiaves. In the photo every one were kids including me. No adults. After the photo the incident happen. My step-uncles said something which made me forget to smile.He told because of my smile the photo looked ugly. He said that i was the black mark in that photo.(Cause my reatlives are malay(White skin) and all are rich). Everyone laughed. My parents were not able to say anything. They were helpless. I dont know weather he said it for fun or what but it hurt me alot. It was my birthday on that day. I was the main person on the photo and when my uncle told me that. It really hurt me alot. At that age i was young so i did not know what to do therefore, i decided to not smile in any photos, cause i thought it really spoils the pic.  So till now i dont smile in  any photos cause i am still haunt by the saying and the incident. Thats why i try my best not to stand in any photo shots, but if i can't miss it then i dont smile in that pic. Really wander how would i smile or be on the day of wedding or on the day of graduation.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116671381014551587?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116671381014551587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116671381014551587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116671381014551587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116671381014551587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/past-two-days.html' title='Past Two Days'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116646724184299843</id><published>2006-12-19T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:40:41.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i a K.P.O ? I mean today i was shoot by friend saying that i was a K.P.O.&lt;br /&gt;It is not that i want to be K.P.O. It is them....... They come to me in need of help it is not me going after them asking for their story or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when they come, I will ask them a few question which i think would help, me to solve the problem. But today my friend's galfriend shoot at me saying  i was a K.P.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. I helped this gal alot and now she shoot at me. WOW that makes my temper rise alot. Luckily i can control it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends out there. If you think i am a K.P.O just tell me directly. Or tag it in my tagnboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116646724184299843?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116646724184299843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116646724184299843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116646724184299843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116646724184299843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/am-i-k.html' title=''/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116637691859546850</id><published>2006-12-18T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:35:18.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Work Load</title><content type='html'>Sunday started today for me with the sun and my mom looming over me. While rest enjoy I suffered today. GOD dam... why should i work like a bufflo for someone else and i dont even get paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was giving the shop to my uncle. And i had to be there to do stcoking ( A process of writing all the stocks down in a book before handing over the shop to someone else.) Come on this thing can be written by my uncle himself. But he wanted me to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aheww.... So many work. Went to the shop around 8 to day and come back only at 12.30. We practically ransacked the shop and wrote everything from scratch. Just because my aunt's dad wants to be a proper one. Come on he is my uncle neither me or my mom is going to cheat him. Afteralll my mom has done for him. The Saying "Relatives are Snakes and Friends are like Dog" is absultly correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing  happen to day is that, my love called me and I talked to her today. For that 10 min i was in haven. All my tired muslces were not aching and I got back a new shot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;WHY shouldn't the talk last for a hour or so. Why must i walk so fast untill i reach  the shop. Wish i can call her tonight. It has been a month or more readty since i talked to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today onwards, I am not the shopowner or dealer, but a helper. A helper to asist my uncle and past my knowlege on how to run the shop to my uncle. Reallly sad leaving the shop. Now i will lose all my new freinds and galfriends. My dream of having my own  shop is shattered to a million pieces.And tml i still got FYP and BRCOM to do. Sianz..... life is really getting harder and tribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116637691859546850?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116637691859546850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116637691859546850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116637691859546850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116637691859546850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/heavy-work-load_18.html' title='Heavy Work Load'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116628739032184098</id><published>2006-12-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:43:10.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why ?</title><content type='html'>Why ? Must it be me.  I mean, just cause i am the elderest, does not mean that i have to do all the work. I am only 19 a gae for enjoy and work, but i do the duties of a 30 years old man. it is nearly twice my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many responsiblities. My own work, My studies, My enjoyment,  teaching brothers, taking care parents, helping both parents in thier work and business, help the rest and many more. Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to do my work and study. It has been really ages since i had a peacefull sleep. Each day and night have to think about so many things. -- Things that need to be done, things that dont need to be done and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that i am a light sleeper. But too many things in mind that makes me a light sleeper. Now it is FYP also,. Lukilly I got a good group that understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good think is that, all this responsiblites and light sleep has made me in to a better person.  A person who is more multitasking and more patience. But the negitive thing is that, my health is getting worse and worse as days past. Ever since i know responsiblities have been part of my life. Doing older man stuffs also has been part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God this is very unfair. I FAT, UGLY, NOT FIT,STUPID, LAZY.  with so many responsilities.&lt;br /&gt;No wander i look like a 30 to 40 old man. No wander no gals want to talk to me or go out with.&lt;br /&gt;GOD...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116628739032184098?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116628739032184098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116628739032184098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116628739032184098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116628739032184098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/why.html' title='Why ?'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116606363824174898</id><published>2006-12-14T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:33:58.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Memories</title><content type='html'>Past two days i was s not at home. I was a way enjoying my time.&lt;br /&gt;I was at my FYP  mate house doing FYP. It was very fun and enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;(But FYP is still a pain in our a**). Now at my own house. I think i dint miss my house. But miss my frinends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I camp over my leader place to do our work. I also got to meet a new friend and a chance to mix with him. A bit worried now, cause i dont want to hurt the new freinds feeling. Cause i was making fun of pretty and i am scared that it would have hurt his feelings. Bro if i have done anything worng i am sorry. Do please forgive me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday my friends and I are doing FYP. Very Sianz. Cant even enjoy a min. So much of work to do and our client is demanding alot from. I thought ITP was cheap labour. But actually FYP is the cheap labour. You dont get paid for dorking for the client. Too Bad...... For me i really would like it if i get some kind of pay from the company.(Really need it alot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lukily the god have gave me wonderful and loving group.&lt;br /&gt;I really like my FYP group. Every one is easy going and very loving. All of them are trusting me and treating really good. Even though i am a new addition to their a gang they willing to sacrifice some stuffs for me. That really touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usally dont tell my past life to anyone cause i dont like pityness.But for some reason i feel ok and easy when i told my past life to my friends. After a long time i was able to get some console for my past memories. I really slpt very peacefull today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my bad encounters in my sech school flashed infront of my eyes when i was telling about it to my friends. Some incidents still hurt me when i say about it. But at the some time my good memories also came to my mind. But to me my friends words were the one  that really console me and stoped me from crying. Once again thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a thing that can be played. Neither self-image. Both are very sensitive issues for each and every thing in the world. Both can lead happiness and sad if you are on the right. It also can bring death if you are on the wrong side. Ok back to current life. Past is Past. Dont regret about it. Lets live the present now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after, good talk, My FYP mates ask me to tell about them and how i feel about them.&lt;br /&gt;So i did tell. What i say was truth. It came from my heart directly. So if i have hurt anyone feelings i am very sorry. I was you guys to be happy and live happy. I here to help you guys in FYP and other areas where i can help. So i am sorry if i have hurt your feelings. If my jokes are hurting or sensitive you guys got the right to scold me or slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onward you guys are not my friends. You are part of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall = Sister&lt;br /&gt;Pretty = Sister&lt;br /&gt;Sandy= Brother&lt;br /&gt;Leader=Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have to get ready to go to school. Still got BRCOM PRACTICAL. Hope i can rent a room or live near jurong till i finsh my FYP it will be easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam haven inform about my uncle's death to his friends. I am really bad. Dont know weather the news have reach them or not. Today must really call them and inform them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116606363824174898?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116606363824174898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116606363824174898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116606363824174898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116606363824174898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/past-memories.html' title='Past Memories'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116585470936310037</id><published>2006-12-12T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:31:49.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah..... it is dam painfull</title><content type='html'>Dam form morining till now got the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Took panadol but still it does not disappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wander how i did  my FYP integration . and laughed so long.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said it was cause my bodyis  too heated up. But how can it be.&lt;br /&gt;I have been drinking alot and alot of water for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Is it becoz i ate alot of heaty food ? or not enough sleep ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time i got a chance to laugh really lot and till my head ache.&lt;br /&gt;Brother Sandy was very funny with his "GUN" joke and the way he potrated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current group is good and very understanding, everyone treat me good.&lt;br /&gt;I feel i am one of them and i know them for very long. Tml once again must choing for FYP.&lt;br /&gt;Dam i can very have fun peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wander what my Imagine Cup friends are doing right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116585470936310037?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116585470936310037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116585470936310037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116585470936310037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116585470936310037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/ah-it-is-dam-painfull.html' title='Ah..... it is dam painfull'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116577201358464732</id><published>2006-12-11T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:33:33.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Step..........</title><content type='html'>My FYP mates have been stayin in my house, and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;Staying awake and doing our FYP, going for short late night walk.!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was a totally dffierent experience casue&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time they are overnighting at my crib.&lt;br /&gt;Sandy have stayed in my house twice in a week. It was great having him.&lt;br /&gt;Esp disturing pretty and tall through the night and sharing our "GHOST" encounters.&lt;br /&gt;Really happy that we managed to complete our part for FYP.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the next step of integration would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed her alot. It has been one whole month since i last heard from her.&lt;br /&gt;Wish i get the time to call her............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116577201358464732?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116577201358464732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116577201358464732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116577201358464732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116577201358464732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/next-step.html' title='Next Step..........'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116577178511918618</id><published>2006-12-11T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:29:45.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dementor Keeper is back !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Past few days I have been playing soccer with my FYP mates.&lt;br /&gt;After nearly 3 to 4 years i started playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard playing after putting on couple of KGs in the past years.&lt;br /&gt;But manage to soccer couple of goals and assist some goals.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad my reflex were not as good as that time.&lt;br /&gt;Really, reminds me of my Sec schl days and Dementors FC.&lt;br /&gt;FYP teams played wonderfull, esp pretty was great for a gal&lt;br /&gt;and tall managed to score some goals for a newbie(I think....).&lt;br /&gt;Sandy was awesome.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116577178511918618?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116577178511918618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116577178511918618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116577178511918618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116577178511918618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/dementor-keeper-is-back.html' title='Dementor Keeper is back !!!!!!'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37940607.post-116568460308489636</id><published>2006-12-10T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T15:01:26.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New ???</title><content type='html'>Life is not easy now days.......neither schl ..........&lt;br /&gt;My schl takes every single juice from my life ....&lt;br /&gt;Every where you trun it is only FYP......&lt;br /&gt;I have been eating FYP, drinking FYP, dreaming FYP and even walking FYP......&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends and suffering form it........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Freinds......A new set of friends who have entered my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Gals and Guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Tall, Short,Tin,Medium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Pretty,Handsome,Cute,Childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Softhearted, Hardhearted, Funny,Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Whom have turned my life around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Whom i really regret for not meeting earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......The Gems in my treasure box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......Safegauard and Protected by my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Friends......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37940607-116568460308489636?l=my-almanac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/feeds/116568460308489636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37940607&amp;postID=116568460308489636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116568460308489636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37940607/posts/default/116568460308489636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-almanac.blogspot.com/2006/12/new.html' title='New ???'/><author><name>BearBear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02615728427994185528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
