<?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-12889747</id><updated>2012-01-10T23:42:51.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldlion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-8611089886226472717</id><published>2011-12-04T07:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T08:20:26.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are The Apple Of My Eye (那些年 我們一起追的女孩)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-apple-of-my-eye.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Are The Apple Of My Eye (那些年 我們一起追的女孩)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vR0rLCo4DQY/Ttq7vVs8lHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XhwWlWCLOIs/s1600/Youaretheappleofmyeye01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vR0rLCo4DQY/Ttq7vVs8lHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XhwWlWCLOIs/s320/Youaretheappleofmyeye01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682060301835211890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last week, my good friend Andy had wanted to watch this movie. And finally Albert, Xueling, Andy and I went to watch it last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say its absolutely worth while watching- 100% must see show. The impact is the realism of the whole movie. Somehow there is an instant rapport that transport you back to the schooling days. Where you wear uniform, play ball, collect cards(for me is those Idol cards, Tamiya Car magnets), pontang class, boy girl relationship, competitions, exam fever... I get to think about the girls that I had liked over the years. The fruitful and the fruitless relationships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned. The real impact of this movie is in the realism. It ended in a happy ever after but not in the fairy tale way. And I can almost sigh "That Is Life!" at the end of the movie. Many times we are overly concern of how things were ended. But we have forgotten its the journey that matters the most and not the destination. As in every ending is also another beginning. The bliss of able to let go when its time to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was gone and tomorrow is yet to come. Every breathing moment counts Today. Cherish and savor The sweet, The sour, The bitter and The spice of life... Its the Every parts makes it whole and makes it so real. &lt;span class="st"&gt;Carpe diem - sieze the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-8611089886226472717?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/8611089886226472717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=8611089886226472717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8611089886226472717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8611089886226472717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-apple-of-my-eye.html' title='You Are The Apple Of My Eye (那些年 我們一起追的女孩)'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vR0rLCo4DQY/Ttq7vVs8lHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XhwWlWCLOIs/s72-c/Youaretheappleofmyeye01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-959195515880450954</id><published>2011-08-19T08:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:30:18.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "6/2" Gathering... 18 Aug 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FL_gxRVJqrs/Tk28GzVJE3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/kAMAjMaSFgQ/s1600/rss%2Bgathering%2B180811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FL_gxRVJqrs/Tk28GzVJE3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/kAMAjMaSFgQ/s320/rss%2Bgathering%2B180811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642372733209219954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had a long overdue class reunion...&lt;br /&gt;Two decades had passed by knowingly unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like doing your spring cleaning one fine day and found at the corner of the storehouse - a dusty photo album. Brushing and blowing the dust off from the cover. A musty aroma and nostalgic feeling washes over your senses as you turn from page after page of yellowed photographs. Those were the good ole days when you were not as burdened with life. The days of innocent carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood friends coming together after so many years. We have all grown up and some even with kids running about. However different we had become, seeing each other the first time after so many years. For some reason, we somehow still can recognize that shadow of the kid that we used to play and joust and study together. The connection is instantaneous. All the memories started to flood back... Surprisingly, some of us can still recall each others class numbers, birthdays, who sat beside who etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all determined to find back the lost sheeps as not all can be found or make it to this gathering. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends can be friends forever indeed. Going forward, hopefully we will keep this spark on-going and not wait for another 20 years anniversary shall we? (We do not have much "twenty-years" left) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/08/62-gathering-18-aug-2011.html"&gt;Click here for original blog post &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-959195515880450954?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/959195515880450954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=959195515880450954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/959195515880450954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/959195515880450954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/08/62-gathering-18-aug-2011.html' title='The &quot;6/2&quot; Gathering... 18 Aug 2011'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FL_gxRVJqrs/Tk28GzVJE3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/kAMAjMaSFgQ/s72-c/rss%2Bgathering%2B180811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2433401406405759773</id><published>2011-05-25T08:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:45:28.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Song that picks you UP when you feel down?</title><content type='html'>Motivational Song? What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the question that was shoot across the room by my associate Zaid over a meeting on monday. His song is the "Three Little Birds".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RY_NQZyBc3g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said,"A show of hands, who has a song that picks you up? Would you share with the floor please..."&lt;br /&gt;-silence- No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to myself, wow. How come I don't have a song too? Over 32 years of existence there is no song to inspire? Where have I been living? In a mountain with no radio, no television and no internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I decided to go to youtube and search for a song that can inspire me through the day... "Fireworks"- Katy Perry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QGJuMBdaqIw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do share your song that motivates you with me... thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com"&gt;Click here for original blog where you can watch the video embeded...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2433401406405759773?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2433401406405759773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2433401406405759773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2433401406405759773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2433401406405759773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-song-that-picks-you-up-when-you.html' title='What&apos;s the Song that picks you UP when you feel down?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RY_NQZyBc3g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-8066839887145734844</id><published>2011-05-03T10:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:18:07.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday Movie Outing - Source Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thGAcRHjWaU/Tb9yt9ZbAxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I_tUexytbvs/s1600/5dc8de053cd6c41366d72cf2c519041d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thGAcRHjWaU/Tb9yt9ZbAxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I_tUexytbvs/s200/5dc8de053cd6c41366d72cf2c519041d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602322595373056786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it was Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long while since I watch movie with Ming Chuan and Xue ling...&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday indeed a good time for catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to catch the Movie call &lt;a href="http://goldlion-movie.blogspot.com/2011/04/source-code.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Source Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;lt;-- Click for my movie review.&lt;br /&gt;We met up for movie at Tampines Mall and with Andy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us enjoyed the movie pretty much. Over the dinner at Ding Tai Feng.&lt;br /&gt;Min Chuan broke us the good news that they have finally decided to tie the knot.&lt;br /&gt;ROM on the 30 Jun 11 and their HDB flat is also coming along pretty soon... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have known Min Chuan since my good Ole Chung Cheng daze. We were in the NPCC.&lt;br /&gt;Great are the memories when we were marching up and down and around Chung Cheng lake.&lt;br /&gt;And the fun we had shooting hoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are for life indeed. Now I get to share his joy of getting married. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we proceeded to Cafe Cartel for desert... :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZbdWxtkM58/Tb9yb1TWMRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7sdTS7AnoEo/s1600/2dd86355a32e4231b37cc6295560bec4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZbdWxtkM58/Tb9yb1TWMRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7sdTS7AnoEo/s200/2dd86355a32e4231b37cc6295560bec4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602322283962446098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-friday-movie-outing-source-code.html"&gt;Click here for original post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-8066839887145734844?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/8066839887145734844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=8066839887145734844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8066839887145734844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8066839887145734844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-friday-movie-outing-source-code.html' title='Good Friday Movie Outing - Source Code'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thGAcRHjWaU/Tb9yt9ZbAxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/I_tUexytbvs/s72-c/5dc8de053cd6c41366d72cf2c519041d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2791802812671844660</id><published>2011-01-03T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T10:53:08.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions- The Yogi Bear Way!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the time of the year again to set down the goals and aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;This year is a very significant year for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of challenges ahead as I launch myself out for a new career.&lt;br /&gt;Years by Years weight management goal, Driving license goal... Etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of questions and uncertainties cycling in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you need is to take advise from a comedian make belief bear - &lt;a href="http://goldlion-movie.blogspot.com/2011/01/yogi-bear-movie.html"&gt;Yogi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got pretty inspired by this &lt;a href="http://goldlion-movie.blogspot.com/2011/01/yogi-bear-movie.html"&gt;Yogi bear&lt;/a&gt; last saturday at GV Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats so great? Its only a cartoon what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my takeback: DESIRE +FOCUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion-movie.blogspot.com/2011/01/yogi-bear-movie.html"&gt;Mr Yogi&lt;/a&gt; DESIRE for the picnic baskets from the visitors of the park. His DESIRE and FOCUS is so intense that He will do WHATEVER IT TAKES to get at the picnic baskets. He will devises, plans and implements innovations to reach his goal- get the basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can become messy as we get bombarded each day with so many "to do" list. It would be great to just keep things simple. What can be more simple than FOCUSing on the highest piority and get it done with first. Like the book by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Things_First_%28book%29"&gt;Stephen Covey "First things First"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not trying say that stealing picnic baskets is right. But the DESIRE and FOCUS here can be apply to my goal getting attitude for the New Year of 2011. Do share with me your inspirations too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resolutions-yogi-bear-way.html"&gt;CLICK here for original post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2791802812671844660?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2791802812671844660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2791802812671844660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2791802812671844660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2791802812671844660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resolutions-yogi-bear-way.html' title='New Year Resolutions- The Yogi Bear Way!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-2306730182725295219</id><published>2010-08-29T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:44:15.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Xpress (Lunch Actually)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v258/colinliew/Reviews/Casual/Tea%20Party/Sook015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v258/colinliew/Reviews/Casual/Tea%20Party/Sook015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a speed dating event for the first time yesterday(28 Aug 2010).&lt;br /&gt;Gather some thoughts along the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed up with the SAF PSC for this "Tea Xpress" by Lunch Actually.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty excited and a bit nervous as its my first time attending a speed dating event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the cafe "Tea Party" @ Sixth Avenue slightly early... The venue was still in the process of setting up. So was directed to sit down to wait. Getting to know Janice as she was early too, small talk with her as Ling Li and David joined us shortly... Small talk for a while before we were directed to the second floor where the event was held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my attendance with Jerrine, a sweet petite girl doing all the co-ordination of events for us. And I try to settle myself down in a corner at the first table with Janice and Ling Li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is not very big and the ambient is pretty cozy. The air-conditioning was comfortably cool. The overall feel is pretty nice except for the cushy big sofa that is kind of low. Not very suitable for ladies wearing dress, and pretty uncomfortable for guys that are stocky or long legged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agenda for the day is to listen to a seminar on "How to Ace a date" by Violet the boss of "Lunch Actually". Follow by mingling session with one another, while the guys shift from table to table.  In the midst of everything, tea and finger foods were served...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seminar is pretty interesting and informative on how to behave and some of the things to look out for during a date. Most of the stuff were what we already know or pretty much common sense. Such that we had to make a "Sponge Pledge" before the thing starts. Honestly I think that was pretty lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One pretty fun exercise we did during the seminar was to go to someone we have not met and chat up for 2 mins. After which we will write three characteristic of the person we talked to. And pass the "burn after you read" piece of paper to that person.  I managed to get to know Jessie through this exercise. I found that she is friendly, easy going and kind. She found me friendly, approachable and looks honest &lt;--O.O  First impression is very important. Its really insightful to know what others think of you the very first time they meet you...  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v258/colinliew/Reviews/Casual/Tea%20Party/Sook020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v258/colinliew/Reviews/Casual/Tea%20Party/Sook020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the seminar, we commenced with the main highlight of the day- "Getting to know you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall setup has good and bad points. Its a table to table mingling. Meaning to say, the gals will remain at the tables while the guys will rotate around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good point is that you got the covering of the group and you will not feel too intimidated with what to say. Pretty casual way of making friends as you can chat with different people simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad point for me is that I don't get to chat with all the ladies present(am I greedy or what!) and its almost impossible to really get to know the girl as there are other guys competing for the attention. LOL! And for some of less vocal or introverted guys, they got left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys will get more attention from the ladies and some ladies will get more attention from the guys.  For example, I got this gentleman in my group- David. He is a doctor by profession and an expat from America. Well needless to say, lots of ladies were interested to talk to him. Few ladies chatting with one guy or few guys chatting with one lady scenario is pretty common in this kind of setup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended this event hoping to make more new lady friends (in fact, one gal gave me a "what the" look when I told her I only taking contacts from the ladies). This is definitely a take back for me... Why should I restrict myself from getting to know more people? Isn't it also a good opportunity for expanding my network? Guess its my first time going for such event(lame excuse), and will definitely fine tune myself to be better if there will be another round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its definitely a meaningful afternoon for me... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original post @ &lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com"&gt;http://goldlion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2306730182725295219?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2306730182725295219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2306730182725295219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2306730182725295219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2306730182725295219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/08/tea-xpress-lunch-actually.html' title='Tea Xpress (Lunch Actually)'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-5289244836066731755</id><published>2010-05-29T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:06:46.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and the City 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://redesign.theweek.com/img/dir_0044/22491_article_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 280px;" src="http://redesign.theweek.com/img/dir_0044/22491_article_full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex and the City 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Min Chuan and Xue ling to see this movie at Tampines Mall. Should say I enjoyed it very much. The plots is great from beginning to the end. Totally hilariously good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think this is better than the previous one. One of the key idea is being the adaptation of individual life to that of a marriage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The portrayal of the life of young couple that is without kids is very relevant to current society. And also the pressure mother face in taking care of kids. Many people should be able to relate in someway with the issues presented here. Except perhaps the Gay Marriage thingy... opps spoiler! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really a must see show! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACdkM7luI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4w1tY1yrogM/s1600/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACdkM7luI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4w1tY1yrogM/s200/DSC00458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476379853839898338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After movie we had dinner at Manpuku at Tampines One. And here are some shots we took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACeHHRLAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1Za6f5Uels8/s1600/DSC00449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACeHHRLAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1Za6f5Uels8/s200/DSC00449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476379863211387906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACe4zcvYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MtzsgOn_Aqk/s1600/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACe4zcvYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MtzsgOn_Aqk/s200/DSC00455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476379876550032770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xueling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACelLP1aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aGTyPoZu2GQ/s1600/DSC00452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACelLP1aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aGTyPoZu2GQ/s200/DSC00452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476379871281141154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Min Chuan and Xueling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACfbG5CGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/whD2nfrZCjE/s1600/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACfbG5CGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/whD2nfrZCjE/s200/DSC00447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476379885758384226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dinner... Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAAE7NcAY0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WThvJmYKK_0/s1600/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAAE7NcAY0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/WThvJmYKK_0/s200/DSC00454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476382562148442946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can see this couple really have the Sparkle... hehe -.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-5289244836066731755?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/5289244836066731755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=5289244836066731755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5289244836066731755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5289244836066731755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/05/sex-and-city-2.html' title='Sex and the City 2'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/TAACdkM7luI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4w1tY1yrogM/s72-c/DSC00458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2493543354267609614</id><published>2010-05-27T09:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:04:09.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.orchardcentral.com.sg/admin/viewpic.php?filename=../userfiles/Image/HangariGalbi-Exterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 178px;" src="http://www.orchardcentral.com.sg/admin/viewpic.php?filename=../userfiles/Image/HangariGalbi-Exterior.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wonderful Wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;26 May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a lovely day... Its been almost two years since I had a decent meet up with Alice. Not counting one time I bumped into her at Raffles in a serendipity way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to have a nice lunch with her at the &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/singapore/nolboo_hangari_galbi_orchard_central/"&gt;Nolboo Hangari Galbi (Orchard Central)&lt;/a&gt;. Found this place from the "hungry go where" webby that gives quite a decent rating for this place. Must thank my friend Richardson for introducing me this nice webby to find great place to makan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunchtime crowd here is still ok... much less crowded than I expected. Which is quite pleasant as it is not too noisy and more conducive for catching up with friends. The food here is very nice. A generous serving of kimchi, great for the kimchi lovers. We had a BBQ marinated Beef as recommended by the server. Its really good. The meat is very tender and soft, taste like satay but definitely more satisfying in terms of the cutting than what you can get from a satay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to Blue Mountain Cafe (Somerset 313). She ordered a Macchiato "double shot" O.O , while I ordered a Mocha Almond blom. Wow, if you witness what a little cup of coffee can do its worth all the trouble in the world to get it for her... I would give anything to see her that happy. :)  Btw, coffee was on her... hehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this meeting up is to catch up and also to take back a set of books by &lt;a href="http://www.paulocoelho.com.br/"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/a&gt; I borrowed her. Though I did not pass any new books to her this round. I agree that this is a good tactic to secure future meeting up. But I find that it put her in much obligation and quite manipulative when use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;. As I am pushing my social dynamic to a higher level, a girl should want to meet me up because that I show her a good time. Rather than I becoming that "Mobile Library" hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no more "books on demand" service. haha, just kidding. I will still share my books with people lah, as I spend good money on them but often we don't read it more than twice. Sharing is Caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3HKbN3vTI/AAAAAAAAADM/2Fqyz5sEQw8/s1600/keep+fighting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3HKbN3vTI/AAAAAAAAADM/2Fqyz5sEQw8/s200/keep+fighting.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475751703870946610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later in the evening, went to airport with mum to pick up my younger sister. She's back from vacation in Taiwan. She gave me the sticker(image attached on top). I should say its pretty inspiring. And on top of that a nice T-shirt. (images below) What a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3eqzFjwoI/AAAAAAAAADs/EUO-FJzWwqI/s1600/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3eqzFjwoI/AAAAAAAAADs/EUO-FJzWwqI/s200/DSC00446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475777548801786498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3eqUibsnI/AAAAAAAAADk/LhG7TFT5KzQ/s1600/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3eqUibsnI/AAAAAAAAADk/LhG7TFT5KzQ/s200/DSC00445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475777540601393778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice right... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2493543354267609614?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2493543354267609614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2493543354267609614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2493543354267609614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2493543354267609614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/05/wonderful-wednesday.html' title='Wonderful Wednesday'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_3HKbN3vTI/AAAAAAAAADM/2Fqyz5sEQw8/s72-c/keep+fighting.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-7739657039195462727</id><published>2010-05-22T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:11:51.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant girls in old Singapore - Utterly Art Exhibition Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjlKyan5mjQ/S9xU04GQswI/AAAAAAAAAlo/I8rLwpVmqpw/s1600/%E9%97%A8%E5%8F%A3_oil+on+canvas_2.5x2.5ft_2009_S%242400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 595px; height: 587px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjlKyan5mjQ/S9xU04GQswI/AAAAAAAAAlo/I8rLwpVmqpw/s1600/%E9%97%A8%E5%8F%A3_oil+on+canvas_2.5x2.5ft_2009_S%242400.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giant girls in old Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timeoutsingapore.com/art/venues/galleries/utterly-art"&gt;Utterly Art Exhibition Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited on 21 MAY 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw this event on Timeout Singapore online. There's this little art exhibition showcasing a series of oil paintings by this local artist - Chng Chin Kang. This series of paintings is very unique indeed. Giant cosplay girls were transported through time into old streets scenery of Singapore.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to pay a visit last week but did not materialize. Yesterday have a dinner appointment with my friend Charles and Vincent at Bugis. Since there are some time before the stipulated meeting time, decided to drop by Chinatown to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly Art Exhibition Space is situated at a little shophouse opposite the Chinatown Indian Temple along South Bridge Road. The space is not fantastically big but have very cozy ambiance and serenity. One can really take own sweet time to look at the paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my time and soak into the sensation of the artworks before me. I was pretty amused to find a little black kitten in every one of his paintings here. I then ask the Utterly Art owner if the little kitten is some sort of signature of the artist... He share with me that the kitten is call Hei Hei, was Chin Kang's pet. He really missed the cat very much as we can see from his works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singapor-chinkang.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here for the pictures and the story of the paintings at the Chin Kang's blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-7739657039195462727?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/7739657039195462727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=7739657039195462727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/7739657039195462727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/7739657039195462727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/05/giant-girls-in-old-singapore-utterly.html' title='Giant girls in old Singapore - Utterly Art Exhibition Space'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PjlKyan5mjQ/S9xU04GQswI/AAAAAAAAAlo/I8rLwpVmqpw/s72-c/%E9%97%A8%E5%8F%A3_oil+on+canvas_2.5x2.5ft_2009_S%242400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-7630242219631360014</id><published>2010-05-17T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:16:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah... Singapore Cheer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXr_ff2VPe4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXr_ff2VPe4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTG!!! JJ rocks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the pirated version... DO NOT OPEN if you are serious type...&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of fun pple out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LehZXyPjqyM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LehZXyPjqyM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com"&gt;In case you are reading my note in the fb, click here for original blog to make sense...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-7630242219631360014?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/7630242219631360014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=7630242219631360014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/7630242219631360014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/7630242219631360014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-yeah-singapore-cheer.html' title='Oh yeah... Singapore Cheer!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-4067772242467618367</id><published>2010-05-17T09:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:56:22.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections @ Bukit  Chandu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_CizAN75WI/AAAAAAAAACs/POHjLONl27o/s1600/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_CizAN75WI/AAAAAAAAACs/POHjLONl27o/s200/DSC00393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472052544370632034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflections @ Bukit Chandu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Another memorable day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situated at the south-western part of Singapore at a remote little corner. Away from the hustle and bustle of the City... A hidden doorway to link us back to a very significant history of our home land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with a bunch of my colleagues, we were on a little excursion to Bukit Chandu. Its my first visit to this historical site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While trekking up the hill, my supervisor Mr Lou was commenting that the surrounding reminds him of the days when he was catching spiders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, long time ago this is one of the old kampong(malay village) area. During a time where there were no PSP, no Arcade centre, no LAN gaming, no Barbie dolls... The children would be catching spiders, playing marbles, jumping aeroplane(hopscotch), climbing trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? What makes this little remote place so significant?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were here to find out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_Cork4-J8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/QIo6smWXuqA/s1600/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_Cork4-J8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/QIo6smWXuqA/s200/DSC00405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472059013845624770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The LAST Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here stands an account of the brave battles between the local malay regiment with the Japanese during WWII.  To remember the heros that had fought against all odds to the very end... Its the greatest and the last resistance the Japanese troops had confronted in their entire mission to take over Singapore then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the malay soldiers fought relentlessly despite being outnumbered and out gunned. They even continue fighting after their ammunition runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the Japanese have such a hard time overcoming a small malay troop when they had easily taken over other parts of the island from better equiped forces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_CycsvAzHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/c_WRvMqR74M/s1600/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_CycsvAzHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/c_WRvMqR74M/s200/DSC00402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472069753369578610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can think of one very significant reason behind this phenomenon- the sense of belonging. Patriotism comes from one's love for one's homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you stand and fight like Good soldiers&lt;br /&gt;For the land of your fathers&lt;br /&gt;For the playground of your child&lt;br /&gt;The enemies comes like wolves to devour&lt;br /&gt;To plunder&lt;br /&gt;Mercilessly robbing of all that's dear&lt;br /&gt;Fight and protect O brave ones&lt;br /&gt;Against all hostile principalities&lt;br /&gt;For the land we proudly call our OWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_C323_WPwI/AAAAAAAAADE/MOvh5o5id0Q/s1600/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_C323_WPwI/AAAAAAAAADE/MOvh5o5id0Q/s200/DSC00406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075700625620738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indeed, soldiers are the guardian of the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note. It deeply saddens me to see the situation in Thailand. Where the troops are now use as political machines against innocent citizens. Political issues should be resolve via political means and not via military means. Hope they would come to their senses soon and no more unnecessary bloodshed...  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-4067772242467618367?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/4067772242467618367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=4067772242467618367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/4067772242467618367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/4067772242467618367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflections-bukit-chandu.html' title='Reflections @ Bukit  Chandu'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/S_CizAN75WI/AAAAAAAAACs/POHjLONl27o/s72-c/DSC00393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2032083860400503912</id><published>2010-05-10T09:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:13:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers' Day Celebration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eohho.com/images/canation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 374px;" src="http://www.eohho.com/images/canation.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the time of the year again to show appreciation for our dear Mommies. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can never describe one's deepest feeling for the love for the mother. She's the one that bring us into this wonderful world... Taking care of every step of our life... Allowing us to learn from our falls, but lovingly guide us back... Nurturing us in every possible ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a man, I must admit that I am not the most expressive in showing my love for my mum... I don't hug and kiss her as I used to when I was a kid. I don't miss her if I did not see her physically around me all the time like when I was little. Have the child and mother relationship deteriorates over time? Have the affections dwindles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I must say that the bond is always strong. Its just that I have become more independent and I have learned to walk on my own... I show my love and affections for her in more subtle ways. We spend time to chat often and whenever possible I will do some of the little house chores to lighten her burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job of a mother is 100% 247. It even surpass my job in the Navy when we always say we are 247, but there are times when we knock off and stop worrying of what is happening in the office. But mother will not have that kind of luxury, more especially when we were younger. But you will never find a day when your mother stops worrying for you and well you know her way of showing it is her NAGGING... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Mothers' day. We did not plan anything very fancy. But we bring mum to a nice restaurant for dinner. Fish N Co. @ airport terminal 2. We ordered the usual stuff- fish and chips, seafood platter etc. And went home filled and satisfied with a big smile on our faces. You may think that, aiyah nothing much what like that. Well, mum knows that we appreciate her and the message is being sent across. In my humble opinion, that's what that really really matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2032083860400503912?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2032083860400503912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2032083860400503912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2032083860400503912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2032083860400503912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-celebration.html' title='Mothers&apos; Day Celebration...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-1202500037368659654</id><published>2010-04-30T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:40:06.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow... Mothers' Day is just round the corner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.singaporepools.com.sg/en/edm/images/edm_pzct_crystaljade_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 548px; height: 428px;" src="http://www.singaporepools.com.sg/en/edm/images/edm_pzct_crystaljade_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth-watering nice Mothers' Day Cake...&lt;br /&gt;Especially like the handbag one... hmmm its a cupcake wor!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All look so nice leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singaporepools.com.sg/en/edm/edm_pzct_crystaljade.html"&gt;Where to order?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-1202500037368659654?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/1202500037368659654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=1202500037368659654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/1202500037368659654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/1202500037368659654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/04/wow-mothers-day-is-just-round-corner.html' title='Wow... Mothers&apos; Day is just round the corner!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-6835310042653650000</id><published>2010-04-29T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:36:35.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've met the enemy - and it's PowerPoint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/World/EDC100429-0000057/Weve-met-the-enemy---and-its-PowerPoint"&gt;We've met the enemy - and it's PowerPoint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "PowerPoint makes us stupid," General James N Mattis of the Marine Corps, the Joint Forces commander, said this month at a military conference in North Carolina. (He spoke without PowerPoint.)  UnQuote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have came across this very thought provoking article in TODAYonline. Click above link to read the original post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, looking at the work processes of the daily operation in my workplace. We are indeed very dependent of this Microsoft tool call the PowerPoint. Every briefing, meetings etc. And indeed its amazing true about the time and mental power that was use to put into preparing all the slides. Before starting work, we all have to sit for a half an hour "hypnotizing chickens" therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are certainly pros and cons in using any tools of communication. Personally I like the user friendly features and can get ideas to be presented in a very organize manner. You can plan ahead what you want to bring across systematically. Its certainly a great tool for the person doing the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I do agree to what the article have cited about the harmful effects of being obsessed with its usage. Like the daily brief that I have to endure everyday, only 5% of the information is truly related to my area of responsibility. But I still have to sit through the entire thing everyday. Its definitely counter-productive. Technically speaking its a wastage of Bandwidth. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the culture of using this presentation method have indeed  deeply entrenched into daily office environment. Its like my daily cuppa black coffee... YES! Its That Addictive... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fredericpatenaude.com/images/coffee-cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 547px; height: 404px;" src="http://fredericpatenaude.com/images/coffee-cup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-6835310042653650000?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/6835310042653650000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=6835310042653650000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/6835310042653650000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/6835310042653650000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/04/weve-met-enemy-and-its-powerpoint.html' title='We&apos;ve met the enemy - and it&apos;s PowerPoint'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-5162319566121161991</id><published>2010-04-25T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:09:20.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Perspective... from a "WTF photo ablum"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs015.snc3/12316_422522882666_672662666_5848235_4834284_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 619px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs015.snc3/12316_422522882666_672662666_5848235_4834284_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently got to know a new friend who did a very nice job in writing blog... Thus,  was inspired to continue contributing a little more thoughts/interesting life perspective here in my humble little space on the blogosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top is a picture I transported from my friend's facebook ablum named "WTF album". I think its a very interesting picture. What do you think of it? What's the story here? What do you make of the relationship between the three persons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot times, being able to see the big picture means a bigger perspective. Its important when one is in a leadership position to have a birds eye view of the overall situation, to make the right decisions. And in this case we got the bigger picture here. In chinese we have a saying,"the bystander has a clearer view, while the persons involved are clueless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's so interesting about this picture that I want to post it here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to point out here is a conclusion after reflecting on myself. An interesting observation about human perspective over things. We tend to draw from our past experience, books we read, movies we watched and easily jump right into conclusion of the situation from what we see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us(including myself) would think like that when we see the picture:"Aiyo, poor chap in the middle. Still don't know "wtf" is happening..." right? or "Wah lau, like that also can ah..." Basically we are thinking about a triangular relationship happening here and have thoughts about friendship betrayal etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make the same assumptions as I did. Let me invite you to make a paradigm shift here with me... Let's say I add this caption in bold over the picture:"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not forgetting your Friend(s) after you found your Lover.&lt;/span&gt;" The whole story now have change. Now you feel that the world is beautiful again. Right?  How often when our friends found the love of their life and their life starts to revolve only around themselves? Not even a needle can come between them. You no longer get calls or see them anymore until the day the wedding invitation comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, the two different perspective are just two different assumptions made here. Nobody other than the persons in the picture know what's really the truth. I am only using it as an example to illustrate an interesting way our mind works. That's all. Let me end with a fun chinese mtv clip I have imported that's related to the second perspective. To enjoy, right mouse click and select play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="600" height="450"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://img.flash.tom.com/flashlink/flash_swf/f/flash_lindu/1723.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="play" value="false"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="autolow"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://img.flash.tom.com/flashlink/flash_swf/f/flash_lindu/1723.swf" quality="autolow" play="false" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-5162319566121161991?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/5162319566121161991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=5162319566121161991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5162319566121161991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5162319566121161991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2010/04/interesting-perspective-from-wtf-photo.html' title='Interesting Perspective... from a &quot;WTF photo ablum&quot;'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-4065018680654628819</id><published>2009-11-27T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:47:33.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fugly Truth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/ad/Ugly_truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 436px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/ad/Ugly_truth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, watch a movie "The Fugly Truth"... erm or is it "The Ugly Truth"? keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its quite a funny movie. The lead is a fugly guy, unkempt, hairy, messy hair with a pot belly and kinda "smart ass". And amazingly he got the hottest chick in the show being chosen even his competitor is a hunky, smart and gentlemanly doctor. ?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the fulgy truth is truly the kinda movie for me... Give the world some hope at least and totally blow me over! Guess I too have a chance with that hot next door babe... hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need a doctorate to score in the department of romance nor you have to depends on your luck... Don't have to be Mr Nice Guy or even if you have a kinky sense of humor it does not really matter. Little cupid will strike when its time. No hassle not a worry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-4065018680654628819?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/4065018680654628819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=4065018680654628819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/4065018680654628819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/4065018680654628819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2009/11/fugly-truth.html' title='The Fugly Truth...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-5985771845177714876</id><published>2009-07-20T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:41:52.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wings of the Morrow...</title><content type='html'>Days of sorrow past me bye...&lt;br /&gt;Like leaves of autumn falling...&lt;br /&gt;One by another, So thus my golden years...&lt;br /&gt;Like farmer tilling endless fields yet to no avail&lt;br /&gt;Lament&lt;br /&gt;May the morrow like a dove&lt;br /&gt;Sprout thy wings and fly&lt;br /&gt;Bring froth a golden plam leaf&lt;br /&gt;Make my path ablaze with hope in morrow's flight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nosensical crap)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-5985771845177714876?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/5985771845177714876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=5985771845177714876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5985771845177714876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5985771845177714876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2009/07/wings-of-morrow.html' title='Wings of the Morrow...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-8127890560243368685</id><published>2009-06-29T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:15:53.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The finacial boardgame that broaden your horizon...</title><content type='html'>Have had interesting afternoon attending a Finacial seminary at CMPB (PSC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we sat down to play a board game to review our finacial paradigm. The session is organised by a company call the &lt;a href="http://www.maximas.com.sg"&gt;Maximas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, intention is just to go there and have fun and network (its a singles event). But end up, I think I was really benefited from this session of fun learning. Having a glimpse of my blind spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my take-away:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Equal Opportunities for everyone, but I over analyse the situations so much that missed out on the real deals. (the so call analyse analyse until paralysis)&lt;br /&gt;- When come to money making opportunities, boldness is require(a fair amount of guts), looking at all angles are important but there is also a time window to every opportunities. Have to be more aggressive(for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this maybe applicable in the area of Romance too... &lt;wink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-8127890560243368685?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/8127890560243368685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=8127890560243368685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8127890560243368685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8127890560243368685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2009/06/finacial-boardgame-that-broaden-your.html' title='The finacial boardgame that broaden your horizon...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-6161650815711070505</id><published>2009-04-22T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:07:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What love is about?</title><content type='html'>Do you believe love in first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some are skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a friend of mine once told me... When she first met her bf, it just felt they meant to be together. He felt that too. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm, like a match made in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, the alpha and omega. Thou art such the great match maker! No wonder u said let there be light and it is so... It is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you think... love can just be a one minute bejewel... it last as long as it is... and u get with what u get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused too, had a brushed with romance a couple of months back. But all it seems to gain is a bad after taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a seminar last week titled "the art of flirting". Pretty enlightening, guess flirting is not one of my forte. The first thing the trainer stress on is pin-point accurate- have a decent expectation. Meaning don't be too choosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, haven't really got into the seminar proper already fail on point 1. You might well say,"hey bro, look into the mirror lah. What u got there to be choosy?" Friends would not be so frank with ya... "lower your expectation...- if its unrealistic"- the trainer continued to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, beggar can't be chooser? Play the one-minute bejewel lah... What u see is what you get, take whatever that come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-No... That stupid cupid must be playing some tricks with me... Cause if I don't like what I see, how to go get? I rather aim for the cyber-cube or ultra-cube-&lt;bejewel game jargon&gt; The trainer mention once or twice a month, she woke up and wonder why she married to this person sleeping beside her... I wouldn't risk my whole life time wondering the same thought everyday would I? Or lunge myself on every skirt wearing creature, think there's a word for that- desperado. btw, creature doesn't equate to monster here, just a "creation of God" - couldn't be that bad huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some great scientist found this law in the universe, "the opposite pole attracts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come it doesn't apply here huh, fugly should attract the gorgeous right... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... "what is love about" indeed, whoooo can tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: my elighten friends, do drop a comment or pm if you can tell me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-6161650815711070505?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/6161650815711070505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=6161650815711070505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/6161650815711070505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/6161650815711070505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-love-is-about.html' title='What love is about?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-3284211919514657909</id><published>2009-03-13T06:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:28:37.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How bout a Date with "Donald Duck"?</title><content type='html'>Sighz... Have been a week already. Ankle still sprained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week still went to see "Marley N Me" with a friend. It was a great movie if you like dog, story adapted from a book. The story surrounds the life of a Journalist and his wife and his children and most importantly his dog Marley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its a beautiful movie but the tempo abit too rushed, trying to squeeze a long story line into a compact shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sure enough, it offer us a peep at the fact the marriage could just be the grave for love. When two person commit themselves before God in a holy matrimony of Marriage. Often they do not know what is actually install for them ahead. When the dust of lovey dovey settles down... The work pressures, the car loan, the house loan, the children comes into the equation... And last thing you know, the finger pointing, raised voices... may even go to the verge of divorce. How really prepared are you for the Red Carpet now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, be glad you are in Singapore, ample job opportunities, housing subsidies, baby bonuses to sweeten the deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese got a very good saying, "You learn to appreciate your parents better when you become a parent yourself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all that, the key is still communication. In a family, sacrifice is inevitable. It may be your plans, your dreams, your career at stake. Cannot be calculative over who put in more into a relationship or marriage... some things are intangible or unmeasurable. But consider this have we put in our best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Before I killed too much brain cells trying to think about all these issues that is remotely related to my life at the moment...  Now, a little pain in my ankle causing me to walk like "Donald Duck" for a limited period of time. How bout a date anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-3284211919514657909?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/3284211919514657909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=3284211919514657909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/3284211919514657909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/3284211919514657909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-bout-date-with-donald-duck.html' title='How bout a Date with &quot;Donald Duck&quot;?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-1987426684669525665</id><published>2008-11-14T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:55:04.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play with me... 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-7348426083273077359</id><published>2008-08-13T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:24:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog on the Bus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SKLfOxyIjvI/AAAAAAAAABc/lXXIBdJcsKU/s1600-h/Wed+Aug+13+21-10-01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SKLfOxyIjvI/AAAAAAAAABc/lXXIBdJcsKU/s320/Wed+Aug+13+21-10-01.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233991161932713714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After acquiring my new Eee PC, staying connected on the go is no longer an imagination but something quite achiveable... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time blogging on a bus... the feeling is surreal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I cannot bring this new pet pet to camp but it definately  has infinate potential during my weekends and off days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-7348426083273077359?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/7348426083273077359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=7348426083273077359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/7348426083273077359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/7348426083273077359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SI78fcUelAI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kv88pfAhv3I/s320/da-dun-huang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently been "busy" watching this lovely china production- "The Great DunHuang"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a Trilogy of a acient budhist refuge in the middle of desert part of "The Silk Road"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First part is of a tragic love story. A triagular affair between a princess and a imperial envoy and a great general. It has a very sad ending but does defines the meaning of love in a certain way... What will you do in her shoes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part two, I still watching half way through... :p Click on the picture to see for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-5364814225117176026?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/5364814225117176026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=5364814225117176026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5364814225117176026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5364814225117176026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-dun-huang.html' title='The Great Dun Huang'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SI78fcUelAI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kv88pfAhv3I/s72-c/da-dun-huang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2655840427049909819</id><published>2008-06-01T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:55:54.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace be with you- Dear Bro James</title><content type='html'>Its been a good two weeks since my Good Bro and Good friend, Mr James Phang have departed from this happy world... Nonetheless to a better realm on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the good story of two monks trying to cross the river, and met a beautiful lady in distress also wanting to cross. The older monk offer to carry her across the river. When on the way back, the younger monk question the older monk if it is morally right to carry the beautiful lady. The older monk replied," I have already put the lady down at the other side of the river, how is it that you still carrying her..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Bro... you are like the beautiful lady that accompany me through the happy and sad moments in the river in life. I hope I could be that older Monk who could let go when time to let go... But honestly I be the young monk that would always carry you in my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/06/pic-from-nite-safari.html"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/good%20bros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/06/pic-from-nite-safari.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kenneth, James and Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2655840427049909819?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2655840427049909819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2655840427049909819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2655840427049909819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2655840427049909819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2008/06/peace-be-with-you-dear-bro-james.html' title='Peace be with you- Dear Bro James'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-1945823666694358473</id><published>2008-05-31T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:36:29.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some photos to share...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-83.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="426" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=fr&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2233785415191216771&amp;amp;site=widget-83.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=fr&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415191216771&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-83.slide.com/p1/2233785415191216771/fr_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=fr&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415191216771&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-83.slide.com/p2/2233785415191216771/fr_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=fr&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2233785415191216771&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-83.slide.com/p4/2233785415191216771/fr_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-1945823666694358473?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/1945823666694358473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=1945823666694358473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/1945823666694358473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/1945823666694358473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-photos-to-share.html' title='some photos to share...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-5891208163983311576</id><published>2008-04-20T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:14:32.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex is Zero 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SAreKrhevNI/AAAAAAAAABM/9bdfnNfPQGw/s1600-h/200px-Sex_Is_Zero_2_film_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191205795561127122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SAreKrhevNI/AAAAAAAAABM/9bdfnNfPQGw/s320/200px-Sex_Is_Zero_2_film_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, manage to catch this Hilarious movie with two colleagues... If you like comedy, this show is a must catch(provided you are above 21 :-p) Its better than CJ7! The core of the movie is not really about sex but more about love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha think I will reframe from eating the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lollipop&lt;/span&gt; for a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-5891208163983311576?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/5891208163983311576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=5891208163983311576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5891208163983311576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/5891208163983311576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2008/04/sex-is-zero-2.html' title='Sex is Zero 2'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/SAreKrhevNI/AAAAAAAAABM/9bdfnNfPQGw/s72-c/200px-Sex_Is_Zero_2_film_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2870189910240408268</id><published>2008-03-09T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T12:03:41.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week to Catch the Lourve Masterpices at National Museum Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/R9Ngy5qXlRI/AAAAAAAAABE/PMdngQj_tgA/s1600-h/260px-Louvre_Courtyard_by_Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175586824367084818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/R9Ngy5qXlRI/AAAAAAAAABE/PMdngQj_tgA/s320/260px-Louvre_Courtyard_by_Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be taking time to drop by National Museum to see the pieces from Lourve.&lt;br /&gt;Missed it by inches last week. This is the last week before they leave Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note :&lt;br /&gt;Opening time: 10am to 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Guided tours: 10am and 4 pm daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2870189910240408268?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2870189910240408268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2870189910240408268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2870189910240408268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2870189910240408268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-week-to-catch-lourve-masterpices.html' title='Last week to Catch the Lourve Masterpices at National Museum Singapore'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/R9Ngy5qXlRI/AAAAAAAAABE/PMdngQj_tgA/s72-c/260px-Louvre_Courtyard_by_Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-8350879627919255137</id><published>2007-07-19T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:46:26.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wife is A Gangster 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/Rp8IUQfX14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aN3h81D4HiE/s1600-h/mywifeisagangster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/Rp8IUQfX14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aN3h81D4HiE/s320/mywifeisagangster3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088795248068908930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to The Cathay to watch this "My Wife is a gangster 3". Korean Movie featuring Shuqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show has quite a comedy feel. And Shuqi is as pretty and sexy as ever. Recalling the Die hard movie, I watched last week... Shuqi seems to be more invincible compare with Maggie Q. She seems to be able to dodge bullets coming from behind, not one time but few times!!! Lucky for John McClane, Shuqi did not appeared in the opps camp... if not this time would be die easy for him liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the charactors... The lady translator's part is most animating. From timidness to boldness, from demure to intimidating... Really enjoyed her act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall is a no brainer after work show to watch with your good friends and have a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-8350879627919255137?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/8350879627919255137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=8350879627919255137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8350879627919255137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8350879627919255137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-wife-is-gangster-3.html' title='My Wife is A Gangster 3'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/Rp8IUQfX14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aN3h81D4HiE/s72-c/mywifeisagangster3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-2451569530335351490</id><published>2007-07-14T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:49:00.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Hard 4.0- A movie not to be missed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IfRb-sWuDk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IfRb-sWuDk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, met up with Norman to catch this fantastic movie @ Cathay AMK Hub.&lt;br /&gt;This cinema has quite a nice feel. Maybe because everything is still brand new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the 7:20 tickets. Got into the cinema at 7:30, to our disappointment- the movie already started! Thought there would be some trailers and advertisement. But nevertheless, we didn't miss out too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its action pack from beginning to the end. The plot wasn't too fantastic, but the overall flow of the movie is quite good. Bruce Willis still got that magic in his acting. Of course, there's Maggie Q, even though her parts were not so much. Its a movie for you if you are like action. From beginning to the end, Bruce Willis is the hero. One man show. The unstoppable. Got that very America individualism- "I did it MY way". The police arrived at the end of the show right after all the villains were slayed- very timely indeed. Its comparable to a Jame's Bond movie, except for one element!!! The entire movie doesn't not have anything sexual- except a steaming kissing scene of Maggie and Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Food for thought. Would it happen here? As our country moves towards everything controlled by electronics, computer and technology (&lt;a href="mailto:wireless@SG"&gt;wireless@SG&lt;/a&gt;) ? Some one with malicious intent can in fact become "God" and destroy every infra-structure over night and bring the society into "Stone Age"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Food for thought. The whole scenario could be avoided, if they took Gabriel's (the villain of this movie) advise and cover the loop holes. Read in Friday's TODAY, page 21, Undercover operation reveals US security flaws. Its scary to think that indeed all these issues are pretty real. If they didn't heed the warning that was being sound and try to cover up due to pride -"face". It could be disastrous, as any Tom, Dick and Harry can just get hold of radioactive materials... The consequences are just unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty heavy duty stuff, should just sit back and enjoy the movie after a long day and not think too much???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, well its all the fun about movies. Not everyone can be Hero. But when one day your calling come, will you stand up to the heat? Will you make that sacrifice when necessary???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I do have that seed of Die Hard Operation Spirit... Fight the good fight even against great odds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ByiCBJkwTpg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ByiCBJkwTpg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2451569530335351490?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2451569530335351490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2451569530335351490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2451569530335351490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2451569530335351490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/07/die-hard-40-movie-not-to-be-missed.html' title='Die Hard 4.0- A movie not to be missed!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-3136524605254809193</id><published>2007-07-04T11:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:37:15.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear A Pink Ribbon on the Jolly Month of July!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Extracted from an email, find its kinda meaningful...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For Belinda Emmett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosUs1lMviI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5jB2DfVp4k8/s1600-h/manwife.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083179364947639842" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosUs1lMviI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5jB2DfVp4k8/s320/manwife.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosU31lMvjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ltc0BghUFVo/s1600-h/daughter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083179553926200882" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosU31lMvjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ltc0BghUFVo/s320/daughter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Keep this one going please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In memory of Belinda Emmett, in appreciation of Kylie Minogue, and anyone else you know that has been struck down by cancer ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A handsome, middle-aged man walked quietly into the cafe and sat down. Before he ordered, he couldn't help but notice a group of younger men at the table next to him. It was obvious they were making fun of something about him, and it wasn't until he remembered he was wearing a small pink ribbon on the lapel of his suit that he became aware of what the joke was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man brushed off the reaction as ignorance, but the smirks began to get to him. He looked one of the rude men square in the eye, placed his hand beneath the ribbon and asked, quizzically, &lt;strong&gt;This?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosRUFlMvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9UzJ5LS33Gg/s1600-h/pink+rib.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083175641210994162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosRUFlMvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9UzJ5LS33Gg/s320/pink+rib.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;With that the men all began to laugh out loud. The man he addressed said, as he fought back laughter, "Hey, sorry man, but we were just commenting on how pretty your pink ribbon looks against your blue jacket!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle aged man calmly motioned for the joker to come over to his table and invited him to sit down. The guy obliged, not really sure why. In a soft voice, the middle aged man said, "I wear this ribbon to bring awareness about breast cancer. I wear it in my mother's honour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Oh, sorry dude. She died of breast cancer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, she didn't. She's alive and well. But her breasts nourished me as an infant and were a soft resting place for my head when I was scared or lonely as a little boy. I'm very grateful for my mother's breasts and her health."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosTr1lMvhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wcqqtUuCdjs/s1600-h/baby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083178248256142866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosTr1lMvhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wcqqtUuCdjs/s320/baby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm," the stranger replied, "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"And I wear this ribbon to honour my wife", the middle aged man went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And she's okay, too?" the other guy asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Oh, yes. She's fine. Her breasts have been a great source of loving pleasure for both of us and with them she nurtured and nourished our beautiful daughter 23 years ago. I am grateful for my wife's breasts, and for her health."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Uh huh. And I guess you wear it to honour your daughter, also?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's too late to honour my daughter by wearing it now. &lt;strong&gt;My daughter died of breast cancer one month ago&lt;/strong&gt;. She thought she was too young to have breast cancer, so when she accidentally noticed a small lump, she ignored it. She thought that since it wasn't painful, it must not be anything to worry about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaken and ashamed, the now sober stranger said, "Oh, man, I'm so sorry mister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"So, in my daughter's memory, too, I proudly wear this little ribbon, which allows me the opportunity to enlighten others. Now, go home and talk to your wife and your daughters, your mother and all your friends. And here," the middle-aged man reached in his pocket and handed the other man a little pink ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy looked at it, slowly raised his head and asked, "Can ya help me put it on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is breast cancer awareness month.&lt;br /&gt;Do regular breast self-exams and encourage those women you love to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send this on to anyone you would like to remind of the importance of breast cancer awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A CANDLE LOSES NOTHING BY LIGHTING ANOTHER CANDLE.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE KEEP THIS CANDLE GOING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosTJVlMvgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rzfXJgjdpkQ/s1600-h/candle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083177655550656002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosTJVlMvgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rzfXJgjdpkQ/s200/candle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This one I do ask that you send on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosRUFlMvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9UzJ5LS33Gg/s1600-h/pink+rib.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083175641210994162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosRUFlMvfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9UzJ5LS33Gg/s320/pink+rib.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-3136524605254809193?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/3136524605254809193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=3136524605254809193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/3136524605254809193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/3136524605254809193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/07/wear-pink-ribbon-on-jolly-month-of-july.html' title='Wear A Pink Ribbon on the Jolly Month of July!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RosUs1lMviI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5jB2DfVp4k8/s72-c/manwife.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-574186101424502271</id><published>2007-06-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:26:58.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocal Charisma Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RoPTL1lMveI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vipQd0lDa7o/s1600-h/megahorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RoPTL1lMveI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vipQd0lDa7o/s320/megahorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081137004919176674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days... I had attended one of the most fun workshop ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a discovery of my voice... No... I did not lose it.&lt;br /&gt;But rather, to discover how to improve it tremendously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trainer, Ms Rebecca Low, is a very dynamic, spicy, chilli padi of a teacher. Not only that attending her class is entertaining, but she has many a tricks up her sleeves to help you solve your vocal weakness. Its almost magic to see your voice being transformed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vocalcharisma.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Click here to see her credentials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did touch on abit of NLP stuff- superficially I must say. But really reminded me of the fun I had last year in KL attending the NLP seminary. Hope I can complete my NLP Master Practitioner by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the course this two days (yesterday and today), its a short time for us to learn alot of stuff... Ms Rebecca is one of the most generous teacher I had met, most appreciated. She is willing to share all that resources she has and patiently help each of us to pin-point and correct our vocal shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To speak- everyone can. But to speak fluently and with style and charisma that's a different ball game. She indeed had open the door of discovery for me, I hope I can take it from here and one day become a great speaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey for discovery... Along we also make lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;For all the new friends I made though this course, " &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All the best endeavours!!! May all your speeches carries the the power and spirit... En captivate your audience always!!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Rebecca, you are truly a gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-574186101424502271?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/574186101424502271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=574186101424502271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/574186101424502271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/574186101424502271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/06/vocal-charisma-course.html' title='Vocal Charisma Course'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX3yIHQlu2U/RoPTL1lMveI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vipQd0lDa7o/s72-c/megahorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-6422016826802156341</id><published>2007-06-23T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T13:01:52.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batam Fun...</title><content type='html'>Well was just lamenting about going oversea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend, Charles,  at work jio me to go Batam for R&amp;R (rest and recreational).&lt;br /&gt;Quite a last minute proposal... But still managed to pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Batam is just an hour of ferry away from Singapore. Been there a few times with my ship. But that was quite long ago. Not a perfect getaway but nonetheless, a good place to go since have nothing better to do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him around 7:30 am. Got the ferry tickets (30SGD per return ticket) for the 9:30am ferry - Penguin Ferry.&lt;br /&gt;Reach Batam around 9:30am. haha no typo, coz our time is one hour later than their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batam, a place with not much places of interests. But you can find cheap massages and shop for the infamous kuei lapis and Indon Mie Goreng (instant noodle, my favourite type so far) and great seafood (consider cheaper than here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our intention is to go there for R&amp;R. Thus, after stepping down from the ferry terminal, we took a cab to Nagoya (town area). We managed to bargain the fare to 20,000 rup about 4 SGD ( exchange rate was 5,800 rup to 1 SGD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a drink, we head for our first massage. Damage is about 130,000 rup (S$25), 2hrs massage inclusive of body scrub (what they call lur lur). Ha... my skin is still peeling off from the sunburn from Navy Open house a week before. Thus, the scrub really comes in time. The massage was so so, thus I gave a 20,000 rup tips (S$4). Charles commented that I too stingy with my tipping as more effort was needed to scrub. But in my personal opinion, tips is how well you think that the service rendered as we already pay more for scrub than normal massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the refreshing massage, we hunted around for a decent lunch. We walked everywhere but can't get some nice places that Charles knew. They were either closed or moved. So we ended up having lunch at a pub " The Red Cock". The lunch was too costly but is still consider cheaper compare with singapore. The ambience was so bad, nice waitress (wink wink). The only minus point is that the seats not so comfy - the pub style tall stool. We had steaks at ard 70,000 rup (S$12) each. I think the steak was quite good and comparable to Jack's place and if not better. But Charles says that he tried better steak in clementi hawker centre @ $8. So next time he brings me there, I will compare whether if it's that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a good lunch, we went to do our shopping. Walking helps in digestion - that's what I was taught since young. I didn't plan to spend too much on shopping, my mind was set on one box of Kuei Lapis and two packs of Indo Mie Goreng. Ladies shop for the proccess of shopping, where guys shop with the purpose for shopping. Meaning, the gals shop for the joy of shopping, guys only shop when got things in mind need to buy. True or not up to individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after getting the cake and the noodles, we headed down for our second massage. This time we had the aroma therapy type. The damage is 100,000 rup (S$20), plus again a 20,000 rup tips. This time I was served by a dinosaur, lucky she never step on my back... if not I wouldn't be here typing away. Sighz, I hate dinosaur (they should be extinct right) when come to massage. As I have very low threshold for pain, I like it at moderate strength. I endured through that two hours. One thing about dinosaurs is that they can't control their strength. It's really a relieve when its comes to an end. But the aroma scent they used is really strong and good. Next time I will tell them that no more dinosaurs for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the massage, we headed for dinner. We went to a hawker centre style, seafood. The food there is only so so. Then we called it a day and headed back to the ferry terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our amazement, when we reached the counter to redeem our return tickets. The staff says they were fully booked already. OMG... next day got to work lehz!!! No choice, have to try our luck at other ferry provider. Lucky we managed to get tickets at Batam Fast.  We decided to buy the return trip ticket which is $23. Cheaper by $7 bought from singapore. So now we have a ticket to go back to batam from singapore (batam fast) and a ticket to come back to singapore (Penguin). The return ticket expires in one year time.&lt;br /&gt;So if plan to go batam, buy the one way ticket from singapore. Then get a return ticket when you come back. This will be a economic choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-6422016826802156341?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/6422016826802156341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=6422016826802156341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/6422016826802156341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/6422016826802156341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/06/batam-fun.html' title='Batam Fun...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-9051507621833486802</id><published>2007-05-06T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T17:41:44.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems like decades...</title><content type='html'>Wow its already May! Been a while since I log down anything significant on my little blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Coz there are nothing really significant to pen down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, life is as dreary as ever... How I long for another vacation...&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin M is really lacking nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Postponed plans to attend the NLP workshop.. if not wud be in KL now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has been having loads of fun lately... went to Hattyai for the Water Festival. Now in Miama sowing good works and having fun... End of the month going to Vietnammmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to drop off all the work and go to some distant land. Off my handphone and cares... Some place to hide from the hustle and bustle and truly relac one corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams onnnnnnn... Probably wait for year end. But who knows right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-9051507621833486802?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/9051507621833486802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=9051507621833486802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/9051507621833486802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/9051507621833486802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/05/seems-like-decades.html' title='Seems like decades...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-8445606849845864727</id><published>2007-03-18T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:22:24.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fruitful week for me indeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thursday: Attended a CFD (contract for difference) seminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seminar is held at Bukit batok POEMS investment centre.&lt;br /&gt;Its an introduction to an product call CFD.&lt;br /&gt;This instrutment will allow my money to work five times harder. Of course that's when the leverage is working for me... it could make my money disappear five times faster if not careful. Talks about a double edged sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Friday: Attended a Warrant Buffet Seminar @ SGX auditorium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... no typo... pun is fully intended.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a Warren Buffett(wall street guru) seminar but a Warrant trading seminar with a nice spread of buffet.&lt;br /&gt;This seminar is conducted by the number 1 warrant issuer in singapore- Societe Generale.&lt;br /&gt;I got a better understanding of how this warrant trading thingie works. Of course, its still a long way before I dip my fingers into this. Not before I learn more about it. Education is inversely recipocal to Risk. And I still lack the education. Nevertheless, they serve a very nice buffet(its free)- got chance I will go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Saturday: Navy Sprint Challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thanks to my itchy backside- nothing better to do...&lt;br /&gt;I taken up this challenge to complete a 500m swim following a 3km run.&lt;br /&gt;Well, good that I manage to complete the race- in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, I need to brush up my physical. More workout to follow- still a long way from passing the IPPT 07. Sighz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-8445606849845864727?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/8445606849845864727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=8445606849845864727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8445606849845864727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/8445606849845864727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/03/fruitful-week-for-me-indeed.html' title='A fruitful week for me indeed...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-2379747813357125639</id><published>2007-03-11T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:19:42.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week to the NSC</title><content type='html'>Yup... Last monday, was the familarisation trial run for the NSC(Navy Sprint Challenge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my first time swimming in the sea. Its quite an unique experience comparing with the usual pool session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the saltiness, the extra bouyancy and the waves... If not for this challenge, I wouldn't want to swim in our water. Its so mulky that you can't even see the fellow right infront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, its quite trilling to try new stuff. 500m swim seems much longer due to the environmental factors, it took me 16 mins and 5s(1 min 30s more than my pool trial) to complete the swim and total time taken with the run 50 mins 59 s. Not very impressive, but still an accomplishment to finish and not give up half way. I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to swim in cleaner water if given the opportunity in future. One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sea Lion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2379747813357125639?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2379747813357125639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2379747813357125639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2379747813357125639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2379747813357125639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-week-to-nsc.html' title='Last week to the NSC'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-2888108996640383497</id><published>2007-02-21T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:01:26.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Navy Sprint Challenge 07</title><content type='html'>After the 1500m swim meet, I was "entitled" to represent my formation in above event held at ECP (East Coast Park).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a mini Biathlon, where I required to swim 500m and run 3km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seems very much of a challenge RIghT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for a Joker who struggle from work year to work year to pass the 2.4km... its a CHALLENGE indeed...&lt;br /&gt;Sighz, backside itchy lor... go and take IT up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today marks the first training session for it... and its amounts to all the workout I done for last three months all in one day... My only hope is to stay in one piece till the end of it and gear myself up for the next IPPT workyear in April 07.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-2888108996640383497?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/2888108996640383497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=2888108996640383497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2888108996640383497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/2888108996640383497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/02/navy-sprint-challenge-07.html' title='The Navy Sprint Challenge 07'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-116964922795677463</id><published>2007-01-24T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:46:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Diamond</title><content type='html'>Diamonds are the girl's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Moulin Rouge. A beautiful musical. We see the glamour and the lure of the glitterly pretty stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the "Blood Diamond" transported us into another spectrum of the reality.&lt;br /&gt;Though its a cruel end, people in certain part of the world indeed had to suffer so that people in another part of the world can attain a certain luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this movie, we clearly see the food chain. The Big fish eats the Small fish and the Small fish eats the Small fry and the Small fry eats the mirco-organism (please don't ask me what the mirco-organism eats- they probably survive on sunshine and love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause? The Guy wants the Gal and the Gal wants the Rock and The Guy Gets the Rock. And the Guy gets the Gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story? Its the game of Supply and Demand. Less supply equal to more demands and price goes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral? Finds a gal who doesn't insist on having the Rock.(Best if can survive solely on Sunshine and Love) WTF&lt;br /&gt;(Where To Find) ;-p What were you thinking tsk tsk -Frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of a true story.&lt;br /&gt;My dad,"To decide whether to buy or not to buy. See you need it or you want it...Its A or B."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis,"But somethings you want and you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad,"No... it must be either. For example." Points to Mum,"You need."(trying to curry flavour cause "NEED" equates to "BUY")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum,"So actually you don't WANT but you NEED huh..." Pointing to herself fiegning anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis,"Orh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad,"..." (Bad example of curry flavour)&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Don't give example that backfires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes its really important to take a step back to evaluate if you really need to buy something!(Easier said than Done)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116964922795677463?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116964922795677463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116964922795677463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116964922795677463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116964922795677463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/01/blood-diamond.html' title='Blood Diamond'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-116791059390707375</id><published>2007-01-04T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:36:33.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some fun tests to try out...</title><content type='html'>Have fun with these test too... Not entirely accurate but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5B2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're an Passionate Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/passionate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story&lt;br /&gt;You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses&lt;br /&gt;A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EECDB5" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F1DED0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is a lot like the present, and as far as you're concerned, that's a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Centaur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/centaur.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, you are a very cautious and reserved person.&lt;br /&gt;However, you are also warm hearted, and you enjoy helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great teacher, and you are really good at helping people get their lives in order.&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive, and you go with your gut. You make good decisions easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Life Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/life-blogger.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary.&lt;br /&gt;If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbloggerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Blogger Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116791059390707375?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116791059390707375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116791059390707375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116791059390707375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116791059390707375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-fun-tests-to-try-out.html' title='Some fun tests to try out...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-116772245290163657</id><published>2007-01-02T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:20:52.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions 2007.</title><content type='html'>New Year Resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;Can't we just keep every thing simple and sweet- Just be Happy.&lt;br /&gt;That's the answer I got from interviewing my hair dresser. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for new year is my two front tooth? (that's for Xmas huh?)&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least the tooth fairy still have not claim them. I sure hope not... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Not in the near future at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really amazing that this is coming to be the 29 year of my existance in this planet, and nothing much worth mentioning. No hope to the Nobel prize award. No hope to be the Millionaire next door(not yet- should try harder in Toto, tough luck I guess). No licence No car Got Chaffeur though(with a wave of hand). No big bungalow(still under construction I guess, should be ready soon). No girl friend. No money.  So bleak that might as well jump at the next MRT and nobody might even notice- kidding lah, worst come to worst migrate to another planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007,  I welcome thee with fears and trembling. It cometh to the time of reckoning. To be or not to be. To stay or leave? My career in the most prestigious "royal" Naval forces in the region is coming to an end.  I keep the options open. Que Sarah sarah... I just wanna be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In black and white. My year 2007 resolutions (drums rolling in the distance)&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;i jus wanna be happy.(arbish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii improve in everyway I can to meet the challenges ahead if i change for a better if not worst career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii find that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv pass IPPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v update my blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116772245290163657?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116772245290163657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116772245290163657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116772245290163657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116772245290163657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-resolutions-2007.html' title='New Year Resolutions 2007.'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-116453139955141175</id><published>2006-11-26T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:56:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My own Action pack life!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday finally manage to catch this movie- Casino Royale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James bond movies truly are value for money. A two and half hour of actions, with the usual doses of steaming scenes. The plots are not really too fantastic but easy to follow, no-brainer... Good for an after work entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gambling scenes reminds me of the recent International Poker tournament held here in S'pore couple of weeks ago. The Singaporean finalist contestant Mr Ang is actually one of my ex-colleague. You never know what the future awaits you after ORD do you? Haha, don't think I have the cutting to be the "King of Gamble" like Mr Ang. Congratulations to you, 200 over grand in the green back wor! You are ban from the table during CYN 07!!! This shows that the possiblities out there is unlimited. Much to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be embarking on a journey of discovery next week to KL, for a training seminary on NLP. Looking at a intensive 5 days course, no time to fool around(sighz first time to KL lehz), 9am to 5pm everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Still hope to glean as much as possible from the Trainer- Dr William Horton. A journey to discover a greater potential within, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116453139955141175?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116453139955141175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116453139955141175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116453139955141175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116453139955141175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-own-action-pack-life.html' title='My own Action pack life!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-116403721021428991</id><published>2006-11-20T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T15:00:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishie Business...</title><content type='html'>Today can be considered to be fruitful indeed!&lt;br /&gt;Its the Nalcom Swimming Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess with the age catching up... not as gangho as before.&lt;br /&gt;Today only participated in two events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100m Freestyle (mens open) - came in Bronze.&lt;br /&gt;1500m Freestyle (mens open) - finish last at a timing of 47mins (7 mins more than the time I took two years ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I manage to finish the swim in one fish, haven't been swimming for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think its time to rekindle the fun and passion for this sport in my life. With the ballast tank(nickname for the flab around my tummy) to be compress considerably in the coming months- Mr Hopeful. Now is one solid tank, hopefully can be compartmentalize into 6-8 units. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116403721021428991?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116403721021428991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116403721021428991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116403721021428991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116403721021428991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/11/fishie-business.html' title='Fishie Business...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-116403636199570358</id><published>2006-11-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:52:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bundle of Joy Vs bundle of hair...</title><content type='html'>As mentioned in my previous entry... "The Three Weddings and A Baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me dedicate this post for the lovely dovely adorable Baby -Alfie belong to proud father Mr James Phang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/DSCN0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/DSCN0031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Little bundle of joy join us in this fine city of Singapore in 3rd Oct 2006.&lt;br /&gt;And now is a month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Traditional "one Month Hair Cutting" ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/posed%202%20836pm%205.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/posed%202%20836pm%205.8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And After the ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/uncut-0002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/uncut-0002-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't He adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://septbear.multiply.com/photos/album/9"&gt;Click here for more picture of him!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116403636199570358?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116403636199570358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116403636199570358&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116403636199570358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116403636199570358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/11/bundle-of-joy-vs-bundle-of-hair.html' title='Bundle of Joy Vs bundle of hair...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-116376382309405141</id><published>2006-11-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T16:07:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Updates of a deary dayz...</title><content type='html'>This Month... lines with good and bad happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the month of travel, three weddings and a baby(not my baby)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start the month with a week of limping... and I limp my way to Vietnam and back.&lt;br /&gt;Sprain my ankle a day before I go and came back with the Doctor suspecting me have got an condition call gout!?!?!? What's the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I am back to my normal walking. Can glide through the morning crowd like a hot knife cutting through butter... Phew! Hope that "gout" thingie is a false alarm, I only twenty plus OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weddings. My cousin's wedding. Deary sort of thing. Sighz. Worst of all... Me and my sis got to sit with total strangers while mum being usher to the "VIP" table. Manage to make small talk with my cousin's ex-collegue George, its not difficult as we share a similar interest in reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Gary Tan's wedding. My good Aft Mess Buddy from Rss Fearless days. Finally tying the knot! remember last time we go on oversea deployment, he got this book with all the rules for him to abide from his "wife-to-be". Ha ha. That was like four years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tham's wedding. A workshop collegue. Its due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least the Baby! My Navy best buddy Mr James Phang is blessed with this cute buddle of joy last month. It was like yesterday when he just invite me for his wedding, now he is the proud father of Jia Xuan(baby boy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going KL for a NLP pratictioner Seminary on 29th Nov- 3rd Dec. Hope can have a good time and get most out of this seminary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all that. Will be going for the 1500m swim on monday 20th Nov without pior training... Hope I come back in one fish. If not kana chop into fillets for throwing the workshop face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighing off to many happier days ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-116376382309405141?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/116376382309405141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=116376382309405141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116376382309405141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/116376382309405141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/11/recent-updates-of-deary-dayz.html' title='Recent Updates of a deary dayz...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115629388430315710</id><published>2006-08-23T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T12:36:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year older... Sighz</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Marked the 28th year of my existence in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday comes and birthday goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are young, you desire to grow "older" and do the things the adults do.&lt;br /&gt;When you get mature, you desire to stay "younger" and compete with the youth.&lt;br /&gt;And I am caught in between, neither young or old.&lt;br /&gt;Not young as in I have adult responsibility. Not old as in I still can run, jump, skip(fool)  around as much as I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the sedimentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not really celebrate... The only highlight is a nice lunch with my friend Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/lunch%20220806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/lunch%20220806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I be heading to Vietnam today for holiday-  "I am not going there to look for wife if that's what you are thinking". But we never know right, haha.&lt;br /&gt;"I" just wanna have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115629388430315710?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115629388430315710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115629388430315710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115629388430315710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115629388430315710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-year-older-sighz.html' title='Another year older... Sighz'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115427509523779178</id><published>2006-07-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:36:38.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undying Love Lesson in from the Condor Hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/condor%20heros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/condor%20heros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently got myself this box set of Chinese serials- Condor Heros.&lt;br /&gt;Think Richardson will love it- as he often fantasize himself as the One Arm Bandit Hero in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, this serial really follow the original story closely writen by Jing Yong- Unlike the version made in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really transport me into the world of the friction that I read a decade ago- the book literally comes alive before my very eyes. To those fellow Jing Yong fans, this is a must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/condor%20heros%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/condor%20heros%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really reaches the cords of my heart is that undying love display by Yang Guo toward Xiao Long Nui, his mentor, friend and spouse. Despite the fact that Xiao Long Nui is like a fairy from heaven with beauty that can smitten any mortal. Yang Guo show the resilence that on the contrary any general fellow guys would have just given up after 16 years, especially if you are surrounded by hot babes taking number to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question that I ponder, if that one day if I will meet the girl that I can lay my life down for. Whom will assume the very essense of the reason for my time here in this humble earth. If love can be that deep and true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/condor%20heros%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/condor%20heros%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where on earth are you, my very own Xiao Long Nui!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115427509523779178?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115427509523779178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115427509523779178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115427509523779178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115427509523779178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/07/undying-love-lesson-in-from-condor.html' title='Undying Love Lesson in from the Condor Hero.'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115272732623048834</id><published>2006-07-13T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:49:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obituary for a Man's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>This little post is dedicated to a Man's Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;With Deepest Sympathy &amp; Heartfelt Condolences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; to the family of the Late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/Xiaopang.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/Xiaopang.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Xiao Pang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Departed on 10th July 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quote :&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"What have I lived for?"- Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lovely little doggie belongs to a dear dear dear Net friend of mine.  Its passing have definately affected her greatly. From the conversations we had, I know that Xiao Pang is more than a pet. But a dear friend and companion and soul mate to her. Its hers precious truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No amount of words of condolence and sympathy can cure that boken heart when the reckless car ram into that Xiao Pang last sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No amount of blaming and pointing of fingers can bring back this lovely little dog. But here I type a little post dedicated to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Pang was a pup born in the wild, far western part of our sunny island. My kind friend picked him up from the rut and raised him like a royal kid in the heartland of Kembangan. The dog lives in a terrence house with his owner.  His whim and fancy been taken care of to the  every little minute details.  His job is to keep my friend company whenever she's happy or sad. His rewards boundless-to  sweet caresses to treats to every luxury a dog can ever dreamt of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog has left us. But with him my friend got the sweetest and fondest memories of tears and of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Privacy&lt;/span&gt; of my friend, I shall not disclose her name or particulars. But my heart goes out to her for this most unfortunate accident. Sorry for not being there when your greatest grief.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will soon come back to the happy self, knowing that Xiao Pang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would be sad&lt;/span&gt; if his dear friend and master feels so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sad and heartbroken&lt;/span&gt; for him.  Lets wish him the very best on his journey to the other side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up my friend...&lt;br /&gt;From "Teddy Bear".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115272732623048834?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115272732623048834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115272732623048834&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115272732623048834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115272732623048834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/07/obituary-for-mans-best-friend.html' title='Obituary for a Man&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115237669312130272</id><published>2006-07-08T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:11:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Daddy!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my dad's birthday... 8th July.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a joyous occassion for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my dad a Martell VSOP for his birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/martell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/martell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool right!&lt;br /&gt;And after that I got us a pot of Curry fish head from Simei. Went there to eat sambal crab and curry fish head with Chee Sern a year ago. A little stall near Simei Community Club.&lt;br /&gt;Its very spicy but very nice!!!! Thanks Chee Sern for the good recommendation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/curryfish%20head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/curryfish%20head.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Finale---&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tada&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/birthday%20cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/birthday%20cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Sisters went to Katong to buy this lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awfully Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Cake for dad. How SWEET right? They still comment that its not really so sweet(the cake), Yalor they stole all the limelight from the cake already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REally wanna wish my dad many happy and healthy years to come... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115237669312130272?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115237669312130272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115237669312130272&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115237669312130272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115237669312130272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday to Daddy!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115220485608007930</id><published>2006-07-07T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T08:50:10.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the Durian Season Again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/new13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/new13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy!!!!!!! It's the Durian season again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Couple of days ago... Me and Mr Phang and Tall Boy and Mr Goh...&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jurong West to taste this exotic fruit- The Cat Mountain King Durian.&lt;br /&gt;Every seed of it is rich and creamy. So creamy its like ice-cream less the ice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its as rich as its price... we paid $90 for five durians. By far the most expensive durian I have tasted.&lt;br /&gt;But I should say its worth every cent. Last time my primary teacher used a phase to describe how lovely durian is- "Sell the Sarong buy durian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the best while its in season wor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115220485608007930?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115220485608007930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115220485608007930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115220485608007930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115220485608007930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-durian-season-again.html' title='Its the Durian Season Again!!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115141609239809452</id><published>2006-06-27T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T09:23:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of The DAY- what urs?</title><content type='html'>"Stole" this  someone's planet in turn who "stole" from another's planet... Cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/sunrise.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. &lt;br /&gt;Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115141609239809452?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115141609239809452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115141609239809452&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115141609239809452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115141609239809452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-of-day-what-urs.html' title='Time of The DAY- what urs?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115112220624650747</id><published>2006-06-24T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:10:37.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic from nite safari...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/ken%20and%20kiddo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/ken%20and%20kiddo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Little boy in the monkey t-shirt with the mouth resembling Ronaldrinho is Tall Boy's kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/good%20bros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/good%20bros.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Left to Right : Tall Boy, Mr Phang and Me&lt;br /&gt;Missing from the pic is our dear Orang Puitan- Steve fondly known as "Tweety bird" also (he was activated for Ops)&lt;br /&gt;This forms the C2 united "The Brotherhood" My 55 batch boys in C2SW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115112220624650747?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115112220624650747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115112220624650747&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115112220624650747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115112220624650747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/06/pic-from-nite-safari.html' title='Pic from nite safari...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115064038018641183</id><published>2006-06-18T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:36:00.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congo Bongo... Night Safari.</title><content type='html'>It time for the family! My company's Family day! A day to let your hair down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Safari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost get to work overtime some more, good thing manage to finish everything on time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Mr Phang and his wife at the Plaza for dinner and took a cab down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We RV Kenneth with his gf and his kid outside the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place does have the africa ambience... With the torches lit up everywhere. Its my first visit to the place, Sua Ku(mountain tortise) huh? Anyway, the main point is its FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of day.... correction night. Is a lame animal show, where you see that animal can be train to pick up rubbish, detect grape shop lifter. I wonder if its a secret project, one day to take over the cleaners and the shopping centre security gurard's jobs? At least the animal won't ask for so much pay and benifits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a releve for them to leave the Zoo and better career prospect also. Where they are more deprived- imagine they used to work from 8 to 5 everyday until the night safari came along... Now they have to work overtime! The disadvantages of not having a union to fight for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so much for the lame show, quite enjoyable for the kids lah I must agree. Guess I am too old for this kind of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a nice experience taking the tram at the cool of the night rambling through the "jungle" peeping at the animals in thier "natural habitat". Sometimes we do wonder what our neighbours doing next door *wink* haha... But for the sake of their privacy and ours too, we shall keep on the imaginations. But here do offers you indeed a chance to observe the animals up close but not too personal range- no more wild thoughts! Hey, they were our neighbours and foods once upon a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected lotsa mosquito bites but surprising no lor. Guess the spiders and the frogs are doing a great job/feast! Quite a lot of spiders mind you, tall boy(kenneth) has to be extra carefull when strolling along the trails. If not he may have destroy some lovely homes of those fury spiders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long tour of the safari... We refresh ourself with a smoothies form Ben and Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I begin my dreary ride on the SBS bus home, almost missed tha last bus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115064038018641183?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115064038018641183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115064038018641183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115064038018641183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115064038018641183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/06/congo-bongo-night-safari.html' title='Congo Bongo... Night Safari.'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-115037907896270169</id><published>2006-06-15T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:11:46.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUDOKU - Mind for puzzled or Puzzle for mind?</title><content type='html'>New found hobby for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fateful day I laid my hands on that "Today" with that fateful puzzle that cause me to engross for the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FELL in love with the puzzle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with the puzzle is kinda fun and engaging... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it makes you think within the box literally. Haha, food for thought- if you haven't figure out what is in the box, how to think out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to MPH(MAD PEOPLE HOSPITAL) and got myself a copy of Mensa Sudoku 500+ puzzles. Hope I don't get crazy after finishing with the 500 puzzles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, for the punters out there... Its not advisable for you to play this puzzle during the world cup season... STAY away from it as FAR as POSSIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Coz, if you read it in chinese ( Su- loss, Do- until, Ku- cry)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-115037907896270169?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/115037907896270169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=115037907896270169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115037907896270169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/115037907896270169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/06/sudoku-mind-for-puzzled-or-puzzle-for.html' title='SUDOKU - Mind for puzzled or Puzzle for mind?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114822661728718955</id><published>2006-05-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T20:50:30.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASS IPPT LOH!!!!</title><content type='html'>After much slogging(jogging i mean) finally got a "Pass" for my IPPT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share My Joy My Friends! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to cut 9kg over the last month, haha. Its like running without one bag of rice on my back... kekeke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114822661728718955?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114822661728718955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114822661728718955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114822661728718955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114822661728718955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/05/pass-ippt-loh.html' title='PASS IPPT LOH!!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114597992138625955</id><published>2006-04-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T13:38:32.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations to Mr &amp; Mrs James Phang!!!</title><content type='html'>My good colleague and brother Mr James Phang finally tied the knot with his lovely wife Heather Ong on the 23 April 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart-felt joy for him, seeing that he is so happy despite running a fever on that day itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an account of the day's event =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers gathers at James house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0845&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave for the bride's house(located just across the road). James called to tell them(bride) that the timing been delayed for another hour(ruse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900(Highlight of the day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach at the bride's place and went to 20th floor. The bride stays on the 19th floor... And we sent two hamper "delivery guys" Chua and Kenneth. Chua's job is to make them open the door and Kenneth's job is keep that door open wide. And the ruse work very well as a relative came late and they have to open the door anyway... And we make good the situation and manage to get in without much sabo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0915&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safely inside the house. But still kana sabo... The brothers were made to form a Choir and sing love song outside the bride's bedroom door. Second tier of defence ?!?!?!?!? James was to pay a ang bao (din manage to chiam), for everything to be over. I am still quite skeptical about this part of the wedding as I know its not really a chinese tradition. Nevertheless, James most eagerly took the bride's hand and kiss her on her cheeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0955&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the bride's place to bring the bride to Jame's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1015&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach James place and they have the tea ceremony for the newly wed to pay respect to the elders in the family and ofcourse their last ang bao(have give angbao from here on)Have a small buffet spread.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1045&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave James place again... Go to bride's house, this time for the newly wed to pay respect to the bride's elderly. Being a big family this took quite a while. Another spread of buffet... Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Chinese is chinese.. We belive in auspicious number for the 4D. Me kana $40 bucks as the bride's car number came out jumbled in the starters- Lucky got buy i-bet. :p Just nice to cover the cab fare for that day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114597992138625955?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114597992138625955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114597992138625955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114597992138625955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114597992138625955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/04/congratulations-to-mr-mrs-james-phang.html' title='Congratulations to Mr &amp; Mrs James Phang!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114313016814023212</id><published>2006-03-23T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:28:48.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice-bRing(cream) man...</title><content type='html'>"bRing-a-ling, bRing-a-ling, bRing-a-ling, bRing-a-ling..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my void deck the ice-cream man was ringing his bell like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Its a lovely and wonderful melody for all icecream lovers, a music to my ears indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I didn't have the urge to rush down and get myself a scope or two of that delicious home-made ice-cream. But the ringing of the bells somehow transported me back to my sweet childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid nothing meant more than a cone in hand. Its the bell that can almost make one forget everything. I live in a generation when I was a kid, the ice-cream man's bell ,the durians that come in a lorry and the kachang puteh(peanut) man shouting at the corridors. Wow talk about service, durian to your door steps and peanuts for 10 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mobile durian pte limited somehow disappeared over the years, the shouts of the kachang puteh man echos in the deepest of my memories and now only the Ice-cream man still stays(sigh, the appeal is not as the good ole days). Eventually he may also be a thing of the past, lament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this little incident, dad and mum fetching me home from granddad's place. Sitting in the van, the roads was more bumppy than now. Being lulled to sleep by the rocking and length of the journey. My parents in order to keep me awake tell me that the ice-cream man is infront. Ha ha... From this little senerio, guess how much influence that man had on me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114313016814023212?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114313016814023212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114313016814023212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114313016814023212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114313016814023212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/03/ice-bringcream-man.html' title='Ice-bRing(cream) man...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114274228949549104</id><published>2006-03-19T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:29:17.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guardian Angel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/angel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114274228949549104?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114274228949549104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114274228949549104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114274228949549104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114274228949549104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-guardian-angel.html' title='My Guardian Angel...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114274160230237160</id><published>2006-03-19T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:29:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/118/5763/640/hangloose.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/118/5763/320/hangloose.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life- moment flies...&lt;br /&gt;Every moment is a moment count.&lt;br /&gt;TRuly matters- friends, family, spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideals unreached, dreams unfound...&lt;br /&gt;Time and tide doesn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blooms and withers, withers and blooms.&lt;br /&gt;Each second passed is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114274160230237160?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114274160230237160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114274160230237160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114274160230237160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114274160230237160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114105279326385714</id><published>2006-02-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:08:21.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which great blood line you got???</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/RO/ROM/Romanticguy17/1140062108_-of-gnomes.jpg" border="0" alt="Gnome"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have Gnome blood: The Gnomes are wise and dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like to get involved in things that are none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of their concern. They do not get involved in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things with lots of people such as parties or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group gatherings. This is because they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often shy or timid, although sometimes its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the fact they dont like people very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much. You likely dont have very much of gnome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood in you, since the gnomes and humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarely breed together. But the bit you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you unique and unlikely to follow the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crowds and collect stupid fads or fall to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peer pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/Romanticguy17/quizzes/What%20ancient%20bloodline%20do%20you%20have%3F"&gt; What ancient bloodline do you have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114105279326385714?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114105279326385714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114105279326385714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114105279326385714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114105279326385714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/02/which-great-blood-line-you-got.html' title='Which great blood line you got???'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-114105169053503296</id><published>2006-02-27T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T13:55:48.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back here after a long while...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been penning down my thoughts in here recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have penned some comments in other people blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://siyimi.blogspot.com"&gt;http://siyimi.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elvina33.blogspot.com"&gt;http://elvina33.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its more fun to read other people blog than to write my own...&lt;br /&gt;My life doesn't seem to be as happening I guess. No point blogging for the sake of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie "Fun with Dick and Jane" a couple of weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;Its a comedy of a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carey did not disappoint. It may not be as funny as "Bruce Almighty".&lt;br /&gt;But the magic is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture shows a more down to earth and real aspect of life. Where one day you may be holding the world in your hands and standing on the pinacle of your career and the next day you plummeted right back to square one or even negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A facet of what the young couples in singapore is facing is reflected here as well. When we start our small little romantic kingdom, most of the young couples are both working. And the kid(s) will follow the maid, end of the day the kid will behave and talk like the maid. Chinese got a saying," Near to the ink you become black and near to the dye you become red." We may laugh now but when its happening to our kids its not that funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to increase of unemployment, crimes will also increase.&lt;br /&gt;Its inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do really enjoy this movie... looking at some global problems in the light of comedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-114105169053503296?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/114105169053503296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=114105169053503296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114105169053503296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/114105169053503296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-back-here-after-long-while.html' title='I&apos;m back here after a long while...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113867173458670201</id><published>2006-01-31T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:39:46.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/fearless.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/fearless.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/fearless.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v /&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:path connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata title="fearless" src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;After a long day of rounding…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;It is time to sit down and relax to a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Alvin, Melson, Andy, Yiming and me, we make our way to TM to catch this hottest movie of Jet Li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;If you are a fan of Chinese Kung Fu… This is not a show to be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Based on a true story… How much is true I don’t know…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The Hero of the story went through ups and downs of life to realise what his father really want to impart to him. The overall plot reminded me of the movie by Tom Cruise- “The Last Samurai”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The pathway from being a drunkard, ambitious, hot-blooded youth whose aim is to be top Martial artist to become a matured, enlightened Master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The ending is a bit sad… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;But true story usually don’t always end the way we wants, does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113867173458670201?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113867173458670201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113867173458670201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113867173458670201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113867173458670201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2006/01/fearless.html' title='Fearless...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113568629964378472</id><published>2005-12-27T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T15:07:04.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Time for Friends this Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Eventful weekend indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve, I went to City Harvest Church for service.&lt;br /&gt;They really are very creative in drama- bridging the Story of Christmas with modern times. And the dances, songs and rapping provides great entertainment value. There's fireworks some more!!! Most importantly, I also get to know some new friends there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, had buffet at Marina South with some collegues. The food wasn't that fantastic and there's quite a big crowd. But still had a wonderful time bonding with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, had lunch at china town "Holland Village XO bee hoon" with Ivan- one of my poly friend. Great to catch up with him after couple of years. We had lunch- nearly got drunk from eating the bee hoon(jokingly)... Went for window shopping and chit chat over coffee. He shared with me his plans for future and he offer me pretty good insights in stock investment from his experience. Its really a fruitful afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, met Bernard for dinner at my favourite Japanese Resturant located at Cuppage Plaza. The food there was divine and pretty affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I planned to have turkey dinner with a friend but it didn't materialised... ;-(&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, a lovely time I had indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really looking forward to Hong Kong this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113568629964378472?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113568629964378472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113568629964378472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113568629964378472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113568629964378472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/12/great-time-for-friends-this-christmas.html' title='Great Time for Friends this Christmas!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113456108591600911</id><published>2005-12-14T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T19:51:25.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless' Em, the Newly Wed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/wedding%20couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/wedding%20couple.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;December is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;love-ly&lt;/span&gt; month indeed...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A month to get married...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This month alone I received &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; invitations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of course to some of you who are more popular might find that it’s not really a lot. But it’s quite a lot for me...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Scratching head time to how much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang Pow (red packet -cash gift)&lt;/span&gt; to Pow... Haiz.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here's something interesting to share...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4th Dec 05- First wedding invitation of the month.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Singapore Kalhsa Association.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attending an Indian traditional wedding for my first time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The invitation card states that wedding will commence from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:30pm- 9:30pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Being a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;punctual&lt;/span&gt; person- I reached the place at 7:15pm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Free seating. Find myself a table. Greeted by my friend Arun- the bridegroom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there I started my first bollywood wedding experience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The ceremony rituals literally took almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two hours&lt;/span&gt; and for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two hours&lt;/span&gt; I sat there "enjoying" the Indian music ("live band on the stage").&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the 8:30pm, the tables then started to be filled up.&lt;br /&gt;Birds of a feather flocks together...   My table is filled with other chinese colleagues (all the first timers). &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At 9:00pm, a little Indian girl- looks abit like the little girl in the visa ad. Went around the tables giving yellow glutinous rice and kachia puteh (peanuts)- looks like the dinner is finally about to commence and they are serving the appetizer already. Man! After two hours of waiting, was I famished... Even though the yellow rice tasted abit weird, the kachia puteh was great!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a commotion started when the groom &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;kissed&lt;/span&gt; the bride!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The guests all stand up and started throwing the yellow rice and peanuts at them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our table got nothing but our faces to throw... We then realized that the rice and the peanuts were to be use to Bless the newly Wed- so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;malu (embarrassed)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting lesson learnt on Indian culture indeed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bless' Em, the Newly Wed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113456108591600911?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113456108591600911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113456108591600911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113456108591600911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113456108591600911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/12/bless-em-newly-wed.html' title='Bless&apos; Em, the Newly Wed...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-113388521290299466</id><published>2005-12-06T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T01:48:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with the Alternatives...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you accept the alternatives of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Safra for a swim.&lt;br /&gt;Manage to swim finish 30 laps of breaststroke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had worked up a lion's appetite...&lt;br /&gt;So went to the nearest fast food joint and order quite a meal for replenishment...&lt;br /&gt;Due to fact that its nearly closing time for the joint, the items were limited. The waitress serves me everything less one item she says will be delivers to my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing everything, the item still wasn't delivered. So, I make an inquiry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens that the waitress had forgotten about my order and some other colleague had taken the item for another customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager came to apologies for the mistake and offers me an alternative choice, if not I have to wait for another 15-20 mins for the item I ordered.&lt;br /&gt;I reluctantly agreed to taking the alternative and she end up giving me more than the usual helping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is filled with this kind of scenarios...&lt;br /&gt;Can we simply accept alternative? If there's a choice?&lt;br /&gt;Like choosing a life partner, the person we like was already taken by somebody else...&lt;br /&gt;Should we wait for him/her (may be futile), or should we settle for the second choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you accept the alternatives of life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113388521290299466?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113388521290299466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113388521290299466&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113388521290299466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113388521290299466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/12/living-with-alternatives.html' title='Living with the Alternatives...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113344546796878137</id><published>2005-12-01T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:22:54.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong- Comfirmed going... finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/1600/hong_kong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4336/1112/320/hong_kong.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Finally got all the neccesary arrangements made less my luggage to be packed.&lt;br /&gt;Planning to leave on 31st Dec 2005 to 6th Jan 2006. Will be staying at Stanford Hillview Hotel for the duration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommendations to places to visit are greatly welcome! Especially from my dear friend Richardson and Hilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time spending my New Year abroad...&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a good Time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113344546796878137?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113344546796878137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113344546796878137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113344546796878137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113344546796878137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/12/hong-kong-comfirmed-going-finally.html' title='Hong Kong- Comfirmed going... finally...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113276124841960554</id><published>2005-11-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:10:38.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Crime Doesn't mean No Crime!</title><content type='html'>Well, something interesting happened yesterday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hilarious sort of way... ;-) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the victim; I was the fool.&lt;br /&gt;But still felt that its quite funny that sort of thing that had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the account of it: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, went to Jurong Point for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Felt a need to unload before loading new stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to the restroom located at the ground floor (the one beside the wallet shop). Its kind of crowded, the time was around 07:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited and finally got into a cubicle. To my dismay the floor is a bit wet with you know what- deposits by previous occupant. Gross!&lt;br /&gt;Try to hang my bag at the side hook, but it’s a very small hook. Then decided not to torture the hook further, placed my bag on the back ledge leaning against the cubicle panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged my pants on the side hook- won't have it idling eh.&lt;br /&gt;Then continued with doing my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fulfilling my agenda there.&lt;br /&gt;To my utmost horror, I realized my bag was missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surveyed the surrounding and realized that while I was having a good time, someone actually reached over from other cubicle and stole away my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I have nothing valuable in the bag and happy that I didn't put my pants on the ledge. Can't imagine how to go back home in my briefs!?!?!?!?!?! As my hand phone, wallet and etc are all in my pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the thief could be banging his head for all the trouble- don't be too sad ok, it’s quite a nice sling bag anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: It may not be as funny if it happens on you, be extra careful when using the public toilets. Someone may be eyeing you/your belongings from on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Heed my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113276124841960554?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113276124841960554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113276124841960554&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113276124841960554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113276124841960554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/11/low-crime-doesnt-mean-no-crime.html' title='Low Crime Doesn&apos;t mean No Crime!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113275098400882348</id><published>2005-11-23T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:03:04.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your Colour Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Teal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/teal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel in a slump and lack creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be many people's ideal partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make people feel confident and accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What Impression Am I Giving?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113275098400882348?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113275098400882348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113275098400882348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113275098400882348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113275098400882348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-is-your-colour-power.html' title='What is your Colour Power'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-113257592769503606</id><published>2005-11-21T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T20:27:33.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexpo- Simply Sexational!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There's a first time in everything...&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time in the history of S'pore to allow an exhibition on Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down on Sat with a friend (he requested not to publish his name on this blog, shall respect his wishes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s pretty crowded, despite that entrance fee of $15.&lt;br /&gt;The only regret is that I never bring my camera along, didn't think it was allowed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibits are quite interesting. Ancient Chinese do have a "discrete" way of propagating sex, Hidden pictures in fans, potteries, harmless looking ornaments, hidden compartments in jewellery box etc... Though some of the art works doesn't really look that ancient.&lt;br /&gt;So pornography existed earlier than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, we were introduced to "trantic sex" by the author of “The Complete idiot guide to Tantic Sex”. After hearing, I then realize that trantic sex have nothing to do with sex at all, it's more on communication between couples. Consider quite an interesting find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the exhibits, there are booths selling sex toys- harmless looking ducky/penguin that vibrates, vibrating condoms (selling like hot cakes- my friend even bought a few). There are also supplements to boost your libido, ointments for pleasure etc. I didn't buy a thing, Som Pah! (Som Pah= hokkien for 'I swear')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to time constraint, we did not attend any workshop. Though most of it was cater for ladies interested in erotic dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoy the exhibition, but didn't think its really worth that $15.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113257592769503606?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113257592769503606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113257592769503606&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113257592769503606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113257592769503606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/11/sexpo-simply-sexational.html' title='Sexpo- Simply Sexational!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113153754229817668</id><published>2005-11-09T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T19:59:02.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation in planning...</title><content type='html'>The holidays lined up provides a good rest indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great time to catch up with friends and sleep... Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Can say its a long awaited holiday since National day(doing duty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Alvin and gang, we sit down and start a skeleton plan for the Hong Kong trip(long awaited vacation) for end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing was concrete. Its a good start. Sometimes its quite problematic to go with too big a group. There's lots of issues to settle, some want good flight, some want good hotel, some want to eat this, some want to eat that, some want to go here, some want to go there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, think hotel is more important than flight and good food is a MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its my first time there so shan't complain too much. Get the experience first, next time got chance go again! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I got my primary objective thought out:-&lt;br /&gt;1) Countdown Party there.&lt;br /&gt;2) Winter Swim (wonder if its better than slurpee!)&lt;br /&gt;3) Lao Po Bing!&lt;br /&gt;4) Maybe shop for some nice clothes for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;5) Most importantly is to have FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep my list short and my head light, get there then say!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe take some nice pictures to decorate my blog (which is getting duller by the looks each day)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113153754229817668?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113153754229817668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113153754229817668&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113153754229817668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113153754229817668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/11/vacation-in-planning.html' title='Vacation in planning...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113082344308657294</id><published>2005-11-01T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:56:42.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali !!!</title><content type='html'>Its the End of the year coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets were all lit up with lighting and colorful banners. People busy shopping and spring cleaning to welcome a new beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the tidings were not all glad, as the world is being hit by natural disasters and terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the small corner of the Eastern Singapore... A warmth tinge of kampong spirit was still being felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 1st of Nov... *argh its Nov already?!?!?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DING DONG&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DING DONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door bell rang... For God sake its holiday... Who could that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the door open. My Indian neighbor was smiling from ear to ear, pushes a bag of new year goodies at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.... You may wonder what's with that english? Ha ha... coz I wasn't the one that opened the door... I was still in bed, my sis did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, the gesture was touching.&lt;br /&gt;I really think that in Singapore, we do celebrate more festivals than else where due the different cultures that blend into a unique flavor here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the insincerity of the concrete jungle, there's always an oasis somewhere- sometimes you don't need to look far for it, coz its within you to start it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really enjoyable, caring and sharing is the core of a great community. Seeing different people from different culture coming together and celebrate with one another is really wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a small World after all... A smaller Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not talking about physical size though but the population density- how close we really are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed like sadines in cans- call HDB blocks.  Can the sadines be happy??? That depends on you and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese got a good saying, &lt;span lang="ZH-TW"   style=";font-family:MingLiU;font-size:12;"&gt;“遠親不如近鄰！” Thats very true for us!&lt;br /&gt;To translate,"Neighbors are better than relatives, for they are closer to you when times of trouble." ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113082344308657294?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113082344308657294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113082344308657294&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113082344308657294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113082344308657294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali !!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-113005396028915580</id><published>2005-10-23T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T15:53:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOAL&gt; What is my goal?</title><content type='html'>GOAL... its the word that unites the World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And breaks some world aparts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inspiring show indeed about an young man striking out into the unknown to fight for his dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could realise their dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such great dreams when I was a child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as times goes by... I became more pratical and less aspired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can be like a child again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is possible! Sky is not even a limit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I find my goal post again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-113005396028915580?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/113005396028915580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=113005396028915580&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113005396028915580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/113005396028915580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/10/goal-what-is-my-goal.html' title='GOAL&gt; What is my goal?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-112904189790626817</id><published>2005-10-11T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:44:57.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forest fire, comsume me if  you would.</title><content type='html'>Been kinda melancholy recently...&lt;br /&gt;week in and week out...&lt;br /&gt;time is like flying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything going like clock work... Which is good.&lt;br /&gt;But lack thereof in zest and energy.&lt;br /&gt;Click clock Click clock.&lt;br /&gt;This is like a grandfather clock without the cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be thankful, one should...&lt;br /&gt;Life not as disastrous as it's out there in some places.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there's the mosquitoes flying around.&lt;br /&gt;But no big deal unless you got bitten by the special breed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighz...&lt;br /&gt;Time to re-charge my battery within...&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a spark to start the forest aflamed.&lt;br /&gt;Rekindle the passion for life again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112904189790626817?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112904189790626817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112904189790626817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112904189790626817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112904189790626817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/10/forest-fire-comsume-me-if-you-would.html' title='Forest fire, comsume me if  you would.'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-112844178558576927</id><published>2005-10-04T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:03:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that spans through lifetimes...</title><content type='html'>Today managed to finish some paper works that had been sitting in the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch "The Myth" with Alvin and Yiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite an interesting show. Action packed and nice babes.&lt;br /&gt;And it triggers some interesting thoughts that circles my mind after watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some to share:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the Les Miserables. "Castle in the sky" sang by Little Cosette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it will be great if they able to develop some of those anti-gravational shoes, I can finish my 2.4Km in a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Korean gal float down from the cave to Jackie, think its more fitting if she would snaps her fingers and say," Do you belive in fairies?" Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is indeed one thousands over years old and looks as old, would jackie still offers to bring her out of the cave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit disappointing with the ending, She had waited a thousand over years for Jackie. But they still could not be together, the ending would be perfect if Jackie realised the love and plunged toward her and they be together again, forever? Guess life is just not so perfect, even in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;"He who loves his life will  lose it, he who hates it will gain it..."  Will I leap at the moment of passion??? I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you really want something, you can't reach it... when you stop trying it gets to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the romantic at heart hopes that true love can be still found... If only one is not so blind... And Happily Ever After(howEver short) is not The Myth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112844178558576927?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112844178558576927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112844178558576927&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112844178558576927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112844178558576927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-that-spans-through-lifetimes.html' title='Love that spans through lifetimes...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-112813417612257686</id><published>2005-10-01T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T11:11:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 679px; height: 715px;" cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got this from &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/richardsonlau/Piggrunts/index.html" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Richardson&lt;/a&gt; blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joe Normal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 % &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nerd&lt;/span&gt;, 17% &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Geek&lt;/span&gt;, 26% &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dork&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For The Record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nerd&lt;/span&gt; is someone who is passionate about learning/&lt;br /&gt;being smart/academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Geek&lt;/span&gt; is someone who is passionate about some particular&lt;br /&gt; area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dork&lt;/span&gt; is someone who has difficulty with common&lt;br /&gt;social expectations/ interactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored less than half in all three,&lt;br /&gt;earning you the title of: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Joe Normal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that you don't have some Nerd, Geek or Dork inside&lt;br /&gt;of you--we all do, and you can see the percentages you have right&lt;br /&gt;above.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;This is just to say that none of those qualities stand out so&lt;br /&gt;much as to define you.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Sure, you enjoy an episode of &lt;i&gt;Star Trek&lt;/i&gt; now and again, and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;you kinda enjoyed a few classes back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;And, once in a while, you stumble while walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;even though there was nothing there to cause you to trip.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; But, for the most part, you look and act fairly typically,&lt;br /&gt; and aren't much of an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say there's a fair chance someone asked you to take this test.&lt;br /&gt;In any event, fairly normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?signup=1&amp;testid=9935030990046738815" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Nerd, Geek or Dork test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112813417612257686?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112813417612257686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112813417612257686&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112813417612257686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112813417612257686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/10/joe-normal.html' title='Joe Normal'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-112753229809910781</id><published>2005-09-24T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T11:24:58.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass Loh.. finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally... Phew... pass my DOS assessment lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really study hard for this one ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my collegues lamented... Joining the Arm Forces- so can don't study. End up still got so many exams... Ha ha.. how ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do??? SAF is a school of its own... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Have to start preparing for my graduation soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... my workshop under some internal renovation. Have change the curtains... introduce some gold fishes- nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got time will pause and admire the goldie swimming around shaking their cute heads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good if life is just so carefree...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112753229809910781?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112753229809910781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112753229809910781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112753229809910781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112753229809910781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/09/pass-loh-finally.html' title='Pass Loh.. finally!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-112636153900965621</id><published>2005-09-10T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:18:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdie Business...</title><content type='html'>Things happen to be kinda stable for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monotonous infact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently been mugging for my Duty Operation Specialist Assesment. Basically an exam to qualify me to do duty in Base. Didn't do quite well the first time, got a partial Pass. Will try again on the 23 Sept... Hopefully can clear it by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Phang will be sailing off to P. Tioman next week, hope it will be a smooth one for him. Gonna miss his jokes though for almost two weeks. Catch some fish for us to BBQ okie... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry... while you away, I help you take care of your Shitzu and its owner&lt;wink&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Just joking lah...  "No Offence okie..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workplace is really a great place to work... but recently seems like the management is going to tighten the reins. More house rules defined... Sad that I haven't really fully utilized those loop-holes yet... Things like extra duty for late-comer, report sick only at poly clinic, e-leave have to tell the whole world etc.... Red tapes here and more red tapes there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can man really live in peace without much restrictions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope next time I can find a job with more flexible environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... VISA got a new advertisement again...&lt;br /&gt;Good thing they slove away the &lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/07/all-it-takes.html" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;monkey business&lt;/a&gt; thing. Now is the birdie business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I ORD, maybe I can go and sell the birds of good fortunes... Not really a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;Except that I be selling homing pigeons for people to set free. But got to keep fingers crossed that they don't buy them for makan...&lt;/wink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112636153900965621?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112636153900965621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112636153900965621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112636153900965621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112636153900965621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/09/birdie-business.html' title='Birdie Business...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112582809912818688</id><published>2005-09-04T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T18:09:51.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar- congratulate Kelvin...</title><content type='html'>Guess those who dares to dream big does get rewarded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation to Kelvin again... Hope its a new beginning for many better tomorrows for you. Same goes to all those who had made their name through this glamorous event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I got from this event... If opportunity comes your way, it comes it all shapes and sizes. Learn to spot them and grab everyone of them... You never know, you may be the next Superstar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I learn to spot my opportunities too...&lt;br /&gt;Whether it comes to work, relationship, friends, personal up-grading etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the plague presentation at my ship function at Sentosa Palawang beach.&lt;br /&gt;The beach is lovely, the sands, the sun and the sea... Breezy and hot and humid afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrive there ard 4pm... scatters around the beach are couples enjoying the sunny afternoon in the cool water in each other embraces. On a weekday, wow.. am I surprised?&lt;br /&gt;Well my ship mates were enjoying a game of beach soccer and some other games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of everything, James(not my batch boy) came up from nowhere from behind me pouring a bucketful of sea water over me... Guess I had some enemies around that I wasn't aware of... Not too popular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what lame excuse he had for doing that," Everyone was wet... and I just can't stand people that are dry around... No offense by the way..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a good sport, I just smile and say," No problem, I understand..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT A HYPROCRITE&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Back in my heart I may well have walked up behind him with a bucketful of urine... and... you imagine the rest... and say "No offense, OK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eye&lt;/span&gt; for an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eye&lt;/span&gt;, A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... people might think. Hey relax lah... where is your sense of humor?&lt;br /&gt;Well... when the rest of the guys have extra clothing to change being informed of the "special programme" and you aren't... I was there drenched thoughout the evening until I got home...&lt;br /&gt;Give me some room to pat my own shoulder and do the "pity party" thing ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard invited me to see this movie "Herbie loaded" company sponsored. Gotta catch up with another primary school friend- Kaiyi. I haven't seen Kaiyi for like 13-14 years. Cool... He seems to be doing quite well, self employed. Told me he's going to open a cafe at Neil Road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is not bad, the star actor is actually a cute beetle car... with a sensitive touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chee Sern and I caught the "One more chance" by jack neo. Pretty touching... And hilarious esp the cockle song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tie the yellow ribbon round the old oak tree? I wouldn't cast the first stone if u ask me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112582809912818688?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112582809912818688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112582809912818688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112582809912818688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112582809912818688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/09/superstar-congratulate-kelvin.html' title='Superstar- congratulate Kelvin...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112520442846953472</id><published>2005-08-28T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T12:47:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Eventful Week...</title><content type='html'>It was quite an eventful week. Interesting and fun filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary of what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Brought my family for dinner at Ang Mo Kio Ave 3, Crab King, for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Yummlicious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.(Actual Birthday)&lt;br /&gt;Went for a swim at Safra Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;Evening had dinner and Movie "Seven Swords" with Alvin, Melson and Yiming.&lt;br /&gt;The plot is average but the action was great. And got Korea Chio bu to see... Overall is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.(Chinese Birthday)&lt;br /&gt;Went to collect Phone book listing for family. Most of the time nua at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;A friend introduce me to uni-cycling, went down and try... really a feat man. But its real cool and interesting experience. Got to know some new friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Richardson at Novena, he introduce a friend Sherlee. We had a chicken rice and coffee at Mac after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hang around the office a while after work having a game of winning eleven(PS2) with James.  Slowly getting a hang of it. James gave me a lift home on his vintage Vespar, this is the third time  but still as thrilling as the first.(I seldom get to ride bikes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Had Breakfast with Alvin. Then we head to his house to take his Remote Control cars and meet with Yiming. We went to Payar Lebar Tamiya showroom to jalan jalan, Yiming actually decided to buy one Ferrari (Ready Built) remote control car. We went to Toa Payoh, Yiming have to pass something to his friend.  Then we had tim-sum for lunch and head down to Marina South to test drive the new Farrari. Wow it a lot of work to start it going... We played until 10pm++, then head to bedok for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope every week will be as fun as this... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112520442846953472?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112520442846953472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112520442846953472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112520442846953472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112520442846953472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/08/eventful-week.html' title='An Eventful Week...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112451794026642439</id><published>2005-08-20T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T14:05:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life must be Colourful!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations, Mr President... successfully walked over again...&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, you have my utmost loyalty and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry&lt;/span&gt; flavour to start this blog... ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life must be colourful, everyday presents new stuffs to stimulate our thoughts and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the recent Superstar Competition. Filled with surprises, joy and tears. No matter what there's also people happy and people sad and people angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for me, I won't take sides... Its a interesting experience itself to observe from a neutral point of view. Who ever emerge champion, congratulations! But truly I think that this Superstar is a real success, much better done that the Singapore Idol that was held- of course this is a personal opinion. Must say well done to TCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on my life...&lt;br /&gt;It does grieves my heart to know that sometime I neglects my friends so much that they have to rely on my blog to know that I am doing well...&lt;br /&gt;But it gladdens my heart to know that I have friends that cares for me that much.  Thank you for caring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is colourful indeed... and I am truly glad indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112451794026642439?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112451794026642439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112451794026642439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112451794026642439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112451794026642439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-must-be-colourful.html' title='Life must be Colourful!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-112359060333776312</id><published>2005-08-09T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:30:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore!!!</title><content type='html'>This year National day- doing duty in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I actually volunteered to do this duty.&lt;br /&gt;Due to being new in the duty system, with much points to catch up and the holiday policy- one holiday duty per duty personnal. (chances to kana on other holidays like Xmas, New Year and CNY will be slimmer- contray to my waistline ke ke, Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good... a bit of disapointment is that the food wasn't as good as expectation on the nation's birthday. :-( Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came a long way indeed- 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDEED SINGAPORE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112359060333776312?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112359060333776312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112359060333776312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112359060333776312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112359060333776312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112288876095480223</id><published>2005-08-02T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:32:40.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"From effectiveness to greatness- Size does matters after all"  ^.-</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I considered this quite healthy, being a Mr Cellophane, once or twice a month is good enough. Nothing to bare, not a good joke teller, can't cook- don't expect to find any katong laksa receipe here, poor command of language (don't expect too much from a C6-er) and just ordinarily plain (worst of all, nobody even bother to hack into my blog) ke ke ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        A week ago, my friend Chee Sern came back from Mumbai (good thing he's back before the flooding... phew...though he claims that he go all the way there to experience the monsoon and was disappointed) He even got me a book by Steven R. Covey titled "The 8th Habbit- from effectiveness to greatness". I was trilled, (jokingly) who says SIZE doesn't matters? ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Jokes aside, its a pretty good book, even though I just barely begin. Reading the introduction is already humbling enough. The mountain climbing spirit. Ha ha... Chee Sern just jio me to climb Mt Kintabalu and I seriously rejected him, guess it proves that I do not process that spirit to conquer mountains. Is it a ploy of his to give me this book... hmmm... (rubbing chin) Ha ha... I can be as stubbon as a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Sorry bro, the exercise may be good for me but I am pinching pennies for my year end trip to HK. I prefer shopping and eating and shopping and eating over slapping mosquitos and sweating and slapping mosquitos and sweating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Back to the introduction, sometimes really when we are too engrossed and we thought we have reached the top. Until we realise that there's more to it. We need to perserve to continue until we really reach the top. Life is like that... people may think that if only I reach here I will be satisfy but when they reach the destination only to find there's another destination awaiting... My philosophy is to learn to be contented with the birds in hand, doesn't mean to give up chasing birds in the air, but enjoy the process of life and not chase blindly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Guess I getting the hang of life at workshop, still green but getting better... should give myself a pat on the shoulder... well can't do without good collegues. Reminded me of a book I picked up at Success bookshop- "The Customer comes Second" At one glance one may think how can this be? We all knows that "Customer is always right" kind of theory. The book actually narrates how the company survive the 911, quite an interesting read. And why the customer comes second???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I understands its a matter of perspective, to the employee customer always come first. But to the management, the employee must be first.  So as to retain the talented and experienced emoployees. And in turn will be able to serve the customers better. Cool?!?!? Its quite applicable, you just got to know who your customer is huh? The boss's customer is the employees and the employees' customer is the company's customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Nowadays getting more and more chung hei liaoz... cut the craps now for another day... till then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112288876095480223?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112288876095480223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112288876095480223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112288876095480223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112288876095480223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-effectiveness-to-greatness-size.html' title='&quot;From effectiveness to greatness- Size does matters after all&quot;  ^.-'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112178587597432535</id><published>2005-07-20T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:17:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for jumping into conclusion...</title><content type='html'>Have to begin this blog on a solemn note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I flipped open today's newspaper and realised that I have made a terrible assumption on my previous entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As true as the saying goes, when you point one finger at others... three are pointing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;N |&lt; F boss announced that he will not take a single cent from the organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the poly daze, I recalled there's this Maslow hierarchy of needs. I of the lower level ofcourse unable to understand the paradigm of one that is at the highest level of self actualisation.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese got a saying also- the frog in the well cannot precieve a world that is bigger than the mouth of the well. My Bad indeed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it does proves that the transparency of revealing the pay packet of the CEOs of the charitable organisations has a positive note. The credibility will be established!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that N |&lt; F will be able to overcome the current crisis and grow in leaps and bounds under the leadership of this great man- literally speaking. We do share a common ground in the extra large bowl for wanton mee.&lt;br /&gt;( Wahaha, refer to previous entry of the Mee Heng Heng account on day 1)&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/wonderful-weekend.html"&gt;http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/wonderful-weekend.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112178587597432535?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112178587597432535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112178587597432535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112178587597432535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112178587597432535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-much-for-jumping-into-conclusion.html' title='So much for jumping into conclusion...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112170700108890294</id><published>2005-07-19T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T01:16:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All IT takes...</title><content type='html'>As the MRT rumbles along...&lt;br /&gt;Communtors clutching to the rails and swaying with the momentum of the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting amongst them... yet felt so alone....&lt;br /&gt;The screen in the train was showing the Visa Commerial again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder... anybody actually watching that crappy stuff????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if anything really appeal to me... that's all the crap and lame sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... sometimes you really wonder if people know what they seeing... looks beyond the normal superficial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha... I guess the burden of the day and the boring norms of the way back home started the machinery of my imaginations... Here's a piece of inspiration from the commerial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you if only you have seen that commerial before at anyplace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS MONKEY BUSINESS ---&gt; VISA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you go along life with all those Baggages you gather in life... (stuffs you bought with your credit cards) The monkeys represents the finacial company (given the opportunity, they will take all you gather). So you need to give the bananas (minimum payments) in order to keep the stuffs. Once you ran out of bananas, they will claim everything including the JEEP!!!! Look at the stunning look on Her face... ITS ALL A SETUP... sounds familiar huh... hope you smart enough not to get trap in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the commerial these words are being flashed "ALL IT TAKES" "It" of course meant the monkeys! Ha ha ha...&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just didn't see even its infront of us...&lt;br /&gt;Like on sat, I was reading the Newpaper. A big "sorry dear..." and a gigantic "OH NO..." grace the front page... I thought I was about to learn about some tragic accident or disastrous events again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my amazement, it about N |&lt; F again. The "laments" of the new CEO of N |&lt; F!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare me can or not???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I fill in the "..." for you???&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is typed here is all personal opinion... If I recieved the sms that I will be the Next Boss for N |&lt; F... these will be my thoughts indeed also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh No, are they going to offer me this position... Its better than striking 4-D. $25k /mth? Its going to be more than that!!! Why???? Of course, it takes more "professionism" to clean up all that mess right!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry Dear, I may be retired. But doesn't mean I cannot work part time(refering to the house hold chores I promised to give full attention to), this offer is too good to pass up..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentleman in question(refering to me) supports not revealing the salaries of the CEOs in charitable organisations... well we can all see where I am coming from right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the public really to put their trust back to the charity organisation, the transparancy ought to be there. The amount the CEOs recieve can act as an indicator. We don't expect CEOs to get peanuts (one peanut doesn't equate to 600k here) But if they get embarressingly less than the "market rate", the generous Singaporeans ain't going to stand around and watch. We are made of a community that has a BIG heart, look at the amount we raised during the Tsunami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ought to be a balance, some charity organisation gets more donations due to some marketing strategies. There are many others without that kind of ability and were neglected. There are more than one group of people that need the love and compassionate hand of the countrymen. There's no shame if you are getting less salary than the rest. Only those that took more than what they deserves will worry about the revealation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our primary concern is that our hard earned money donated into charity has its maximum benefits to the real needy and not end up in the pockets of the greedy. Is that too much to ask for in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my question for me to ponder, till I blog again. Cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112170700108890294?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112170700108890294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112170700108890294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112170700108890294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112170700108890294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/07/all-it-takes.html' title='All IT takes...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-112135819767403031</id><published>2005-07-15T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T00:37:54.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How come other's blog always seems more interesting?</title><content type='html'>Well.. Guess the hottest topic around is about the NKF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a pity they cancel the show tonight... or else.... less people call can have more chance to win the grand prize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.. Just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the lesson of the day as I quote a friend- "Donate wisely. Buy more insurance- help yourself better than waiting for people to help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity have to be taken with a pinch of salt. I also realized that when a person went to hospital for operation, they have to pay for the blood transfused even though people donate the blood freely with the desire to save lives. Is it right? Guess it depends on your personal perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also charity that really go all out and is for all to see, like the ren chi- during the tsunami disaster. Really making a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the debates are going around heatedly... I shan't add oil to the fire. Charity is still a primary means of help and hope to the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the topic of the day... Guess I do realize that my blog is abit on the bland side comparing with some guys- got pictures and videos and jokes and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess I really am a rather bland personality- Mr Cellophane.&lt;br /&gt;You can walk right pass me, walk right through me and never really seeing me... haha adapted from Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean its no good... a good lizard got to live longer by good means for camourflaging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I also have to live by the song sang by Celine Dione:- My life will go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that I also have to be sharper to really capture the most interesting moments of life to be publish here - let bygones be, I ought to improve and add spice to my blog entries in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Fantastic Four Philosophy-&lt;br /&gt;Be firm when you need to be firm. - The Muscle man.&lt;br /&gt;Be flexible enough to adapt. - The Rubber man.&lt;br /&gt;Be transparent to build trust. - The Invisible Woman. (pheweee...)&lt;br /&gt;Be passionate to go for your goals. - The Man on Fire.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be blinded by your ambitions.- The Statue of Immobility. You might get burn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These I will leave with me for thoughts and reflections... Till I blog again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-112135819767403031?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/112135819767403031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=112135819767403031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112135819767403031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/112135819767403031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-come-others-blog-always-seems-more.html' title='How come other&apos;s blog always seems more interesting?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-111988108473388685</id><published>2005-06-28T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:16:03.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto... love and hate...</title><content type='html'>Recently been watching this animation call Naruto... Cute little ninja boy growing and toughening up to be a real ninja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing pains always been part of life, no matter what station we are at.&lt;br /&gt;We always growing... and meeting of different challenges at different time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto is a poor ophan grew up without knowing the love and guidiance of parents. He tries all means to make people to recognize him by pulling pranks. Reminds me of my childhood times... I am always trying to grap attention by playing monkey, whether at home or in school. Thus watching Naruto is really looking at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its not wrong to want people to look up to you. But sometimes there must be a balance not to overdo, and the means of achieving this goal must not to be too extreme.&lt;br /&gt;There are many medias and means that we can gather lessons of life. Even from an animation, from the charactor happiness and saddness, ambitions, strugglings. We can see the shadow of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us look at life with abit of more humour and able to climb up from setbacks more readily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teamwork is really a crux for success. Who is your team mates(soul mates)? Who will be there to encourage you when you fall, who will be there to stand by you when you get into troubles, who will be there to bear with you your sorrows and joys? Naruto had a great team, not only they provide him with healthy competition. Who will also lay down their life for each other...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111988108473388685?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111988108473388685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111988108473388685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111988108473388685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111988108473388685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/06/naruto-love-and-hate.html' title='Naruto... love and hate...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111885143208639606</id><published>2005-06-16T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:03:52.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Phang to C3SW...</title><content type='html'>Ha ha... Life can be quite bland if you don't have a couple of close friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And different stages of my life I am blessed with friends that will understand and click well...&lt;br /&gt;One of them is Mr James Phang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got acquainted with him for up to three years, since my last up-grading course. He is one of the guy that never fail to bring smiles on your face. Be it that someone is the butt of his joke or you are one of his victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr James has a unique sense of humor and vivid story telling master. The combination is a powerhouse for HR. Life with him around is never boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pleased to welcome him to our humble horde... ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Even though I may at times to be wary not to get into one of his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Its always better to laugh at others than to be laugh at... &lt;human nature=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With him around, I think the two years of Workshop should be fun filled and meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/human&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111885143208639606?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111885143208639606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111885143208639606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111885143208639606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111885143208639606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/06/welcome-phang-to-c3sw.html' title='Welcome Phang to C3SW...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12889747.post-111806988675747642</id><published>2005-06-07T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:58:06.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success belongs to the most persevering...</title><content type='html'>A piece of advise and encouragement I got from a friend- engraved on a wooden block key chain along with a fishing boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success... reminds me of a seminary I attended on the day before (04/06). Actually a training session for network marketers, my ex-ship mate invited me to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very true, network marketing requires a lot of preservation in order to tastes the fruits of your labour. But it really isn't my cup of tea. Not that I don't want to be successful, but just that it is not my means of achieving it... It certainly is a way to become rich, but not the only way. I strongly believe is that there's many roads leading to Rome- there sure be one that suits you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, I did take back home some learning points.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;System Based Action.&lt;br /&gt;We must have a system to carry out actions that will carry us from point A to point B. This is to prevent distractions from our Aim and also a good way to prevent procastination (wow big word sia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Mummy System.&lt;br /&gt;We must have mentor system and adopt a teachable spirit like a baby. Learn to accept our ignorance first in order to come out of it. Empower your mentor to train you and not let your pride gets in the way. Example- when you learning to drive. Forget your record setting daytona, learn from the instructor with humility so as to ensure success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Buddy System.&lt;br /&gt;Get a trusted friend to monitor and guide each other along the way. Even the bible states that its good for two to walk together- when one fall the other may pick him up. Co-ordinate efforts produce synergy that able to bring one above one natural ability as one strength will able to compliment the other weakness and via versus. Example- when you join the Army, we also have the buddy system. Don't be selfish, help each other. Those that refreshed others will be refreshed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much theories. Let's hope I can able to integrate these principles into my life. In order to achieve success in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to be successful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradoxical truth about success is that the sweetness is in the process of attaining and not the result. Cause it usually comes after much failures. Like if u don't know bitterness how can u appreciate sweetness, if u don't have light- can there be shadow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May sound a bit lame- but it is true...&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope I can persevere through my shortcomings and mistakes to emerge stronger and tougher and victorious in all my endeavors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my friend for the gift, its truly inspiring and will carry me throughout much hardships in futures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111806988675747642?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111806988675747642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111806988675747642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111806988675747642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111806988675747642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/06/success-belongs-to-most-persevering.html' title='Success belongs to the most persevering...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111764157187571278</id><published>2005-06-02T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:59:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day ashore!!! Aye aye captain land ahoy...</title><content type='html'>Land AHOY indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 years of drifting on the seven minus six seas...&lt;br /&gt;Finally time to weigh anchor and walk on solid ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me let out a series of heart felt sigh...&lt;br /&gt;"WA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA Ha Ha Ha Ha ha ha ha ha a a a a..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day on the land. It does feel great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New working environment, "new" colleagues (navy so small how new can new be?), new roles and new responsibilities. Still in the stage of familiarizing around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHANG... Wish you were here...&lt;br /&gt;But to each his own- best of luck for your choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We Are Infinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we sprout wings and fly our own ways,&lt;br /&gt;Stretching to reach beyond our perceived abilities!&lt;br /&gt;May we grow springs within our limbs and run free,&lt;br /&gt;Jump over the moon and stars- let no obstacles block our vision.&lt;br /&gt;We will achieve what our mind can conceived.&lt;br /&gt;Let not even sky be the limit- as we are Infinity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111764157187571278?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111764157187571278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111764157187571278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111764157187571278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111764157187571278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-day-ashore-aye-aye-captain-land.html' title='First day ashore!!! Aye aye captain land ahoy...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111755102179676363</id><published>2005-06-01T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:50:21.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Base lo!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally long awaited posting has come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally going to base. Will definately miss the sailing days, but looking forward to new challenges awaiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling now is mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradoxical feeling grawling within my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Ship have taken away alot of precious time from family and friends, but the bonding with fellow ship mates becomes stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will have more time for my family, friends and myself. Hope I can use this precious time to really upgrade myself to prepare for second career when I ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years is not a very long time... and seems like endless possiblities and things to accomplish. Hope I will not lose myself in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a APVian, I ought not to look back. But look forward with a fearless resolution, venture where the brave venture, charge on courageously, took on life galantly, daring to make a difference and  undaunted of all obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do firmly belive that if u survive as a APVian, u can survive anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to take hold of oneself, move on with confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote what Yoda might say in such situation: "Proceed with faith, U must!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111755102179676363?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111755102179676363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111755102179676363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111755102179676363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111755102179676363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/going-to-base-lo.html' title='Going to Base lo!!!'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111755097344043874</id><published>2005-05-31T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:49:33.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/5763/640/dscn0039-3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/5763/320/dscn0039-3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fare well my ship...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111755097344043874?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111755097344043874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111755097344043874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111755097344043874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111755097344043874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/fare-well-my-ship.html' title=''/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111694223055061407</id><published>2005-05-24T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:41:12.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last week end indeed was wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;An escape to the kampong proof a refreshing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting point is West Mall Burger King... When I reach there at around 10:35am, JJ and Richardson already there... Then follow by Jude and Callista. We set off after breakfast on JJ car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey is uneventful less the sudden downpour while we are on the road. The road condition wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach Pontian- its still drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, we went to a noodle house "Heng Heng". Wow, the noodle there is fantastic- hand made freshly from the kitchen. The rest got one ball of noodle, I and Rich got two balls... Don't see Rich so skinny can eat two balls wor... Ha ha Rich says its compulsory to stop here for noodle whenever he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch, we went to the local Giant supermarket to buy some fruits for Rich's Auntie. We bought some oranges and grapes. Then we head for Auntie house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Auntie is a very warm and hospitable lady- retired hairdresser, Uncle is also a very chatty and friendly gentleman- retired teacher. Both are enjoying their retirement with kids all grown up... Hope in future I can also be like that, enjoy life at the country side after retirement Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;We stay at Auntie house for the whole duration of our stay in Pontian. On the first day, we have fun plucking the mangos in the front yard of the house. Jude even climb up to the tree, all of us had lotsa fun. Most of all hearing some childhood stories of Rich was also very entertaining... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontian is a place where a lot of old folks staying... All the children grown up and moved to JB or KL. Not a place for young people, the pace of life is really slow and relaxing. People know each other very well and they love to have friends to come over for visit. I really enjoy myself there, seeing the place where my good friend Rich grown up in. Its a place you can find solace and peace from the busy city life. Its not a place for shopping, not much places of interests... Basically you come here to relax- eating and sleeping and eating and sleeping (you know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great, we went to a place call Ahgogo Ba Ku Teh- to the dismay of JJ initially. Cause she is halal( joking)- she don't eat pork. We had Thai style chicken, mixed vegetables, steam fish, hotplate tofu and some prawns. Callista showed us the way to eat the tofu- mixing it with rice. Can see uncle and auntie quite popular- anent knows the boss and uncle knows the family next table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went back to the house. We get ourselves refreshed, play Big twos and heart attack untill 2:30 am before retiring to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all woke up art 9 -10 am, had breakfast (Auntie bought some mee siam, Curry Puffs, laksi lemak and kueis). Coffee was great!!! Uncle and me have a common addiction- kopi O, can't do without everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around noon, we set off for lunch- kukup. Kukup is a fishing village at the outskirts of Johore. Its about 30 mins ride from Pontian. We had chilli shellfish, pepper crabs, steam fish, cereal prawns, man tou and a sambal kangkong that never turns up. It was so crowded there, we observe that more than half were Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wonderful lunch, we went for a boat ride. First stop is the kukup island- sort of a natural reserve. At the end of the trail is a tall tower about five, six storey high- where u can get a bird-eye-view of the whole island. The view was great and the air is really fresh. Can hear birds chirping and rustle of leaves, serenity and peace was felt. If there's a small cafe up there it will be perfect! Before we leave we try the suspension bridge, its a shaky experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour around the island, the boat took us to a kelong. We see a lot of jelly fishes around the kelong, they got baby sharks and giant turtle. Real cool, the kelong guy even catch a shark up for us to feel. Poor sharkie dunno kana molested by how many people today, especially on a holiday like this, how much humilations can the king of the fishes gonna get? After that, we visit the Pontian Hotel. A very new hotel built quite recently located near the beach. We had a scroll down the beach enjoying the horizon view and the sea breeze. Its a good spot for bbq and kite flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the house for a break and bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out for dinner afterward to a restaurant Uncle recommend- got wild boar and curry fish head. Though we didn't have the two recommended dishes as they ran out of wild boar(or the wild boar ran out) and Callista was experiencing a bad sore throat so cannot take too spicy food(Lucky for the fish- gotta keep its head for another day). Well the sting ray and sotong wasn't that lucky- we had them bbq. It was terrific! And we have the usual fish and prawns and everything- wish you were here huh.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Great meal- it was truly great. We hadn't had enough- Ha ha or should say I haven't had enough. Cause someone promised me beer and satay right?(refer to pior entry) Beer is out as "Ps Jude" is around, but Ha ha the satay chao beh siam. We go to a local night eating place- the mamatangs. We bought 60 sticks of satay(20 pork and 40 chicken) back. While waiting all of us have a bowl of desert. It was a fantastic- one satay is only 40 cents ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last DAY&lt;/span&gt;- sighz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to get up early around 8-9 am as uncle and auntie leaving for KL. So we leave the place around 9:30am and go to a coffee shop(little bamboo) for breakfast. Its next to a toy shop where Rich had lotsa childhood memories buying ti-kam and everything- it was not open much to Rich's disappointment. We went to jalan jalan around as we plan to visit Rich's cousin's jewelry factory at the outskirts of the town. She won't be around until 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we visit the jewelry factory. Its interesting looking at the process of how the jewelry was being made. Callista bought a basket ball pendant- funny thing that they have such item( was joking with her before going to the factory) its the exact thing she wants. JJ bought a fat cross and Rich also bought a cross too. Well for me- I get to know a good place to shop for jewelry in future ;-) Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch we went back to Pontian. Shangri-La restaurant- the only decent restaurant for wedding banquets in town. Lunch we have the usual things except for one special dish this time- we have shark fins! COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went shopping again. And the toy shop finally was open to Rich's delight- he bought a paper plane. What a big boy. We shouldn't lose our child-likeness horz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all that is Baleh Kampong to Singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111694223055061407?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111694223055061407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111694223055061407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111694223055061407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111694223055061407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/wonderful-weekend.html' title='Wonderful Weekend'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111626451375243978</id><published>2005-05-17T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:28:33.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life to you?</title><content type='html'>Think its gonna to be a bad habit to keep the blogging hours so wee.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great day, a great dinner, a great movie... think its still appropriate to sit down and pen down the moments that matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great downpour in the morning sets everything off... My regular cabbie got passenger, so she still got a friend to ferry me to work... nice. When everyone else is worrying where did all the cabs gone to... and ultra busy operator lines to booking a cab if u get through the first place... There I was smiling away to my good luck, at least I dun have to worry I will be dead late. Not to break my record last week haha... no guiness award for lateness I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool.. at the sentry of my pier, saw an aquaintance friend whom I added in friendster. A colleague not very close to me, I offer to shelter her to her ship and got her number in return- haha not a bad deal indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the bad weather in the early morning, the rest of day are bath by sunshine and blue cheery sky. I manage to finish all the stuff I set to accomplish for today even though have to work overtime... Satisfactory is a feeling of contentment when one meets one objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a hiccup in the morning.. haha.. my phone nearly gone back to the maker.. literally. Blackout after an incident fall while I was changing.. oppz... good thing managed to knock it back to senses by noon... and its literally knocking mind u, haha , when u get desperate u do anything huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work... had dinner with colleague at Mache... wow I have to cut down on those "fine dinnings" But its worth every ounce of it... And follow by a movie "Interpretor" at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Mind blogging show... type that provoke u to think. Things that you see may not be what it seems,  there are things that are  most important that we overlook in the busyness or on the spur of the moments when things got heated up... Will u forgive ur trangressor and offer the other side of the cheek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we have the moral courage to let go when its time to let go... for our own benefit and the benefit of a greater cause. I don't know the answer myself, hope I can master myself at such a situation should it arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, have a really heart to heart chat with a gal. Think we share alot in common. Really glad to have this contact. Manage to drop her a e-mail before leaving for work.. hope she likes me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing, hope my leave gets approval for the weekend. So can join my buddy to a trip to Potian, long awaited satay session promised since poly daze. Finally the opportunity comes after like 7 - 8 years? haha... how long does it takes to get there? They say its not the destination that matters but the journey... hope I get to make that journey though. Faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111626451375243978?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111626451375243978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111626451375243978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111626451375243978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111626451375243978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-life-to-you.html' title='What is life to you?'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111609139586286569</id><published>2005-05-15T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T01:23:15.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... the glum looking picture finally got posted onto the profile... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably there's always a first time to everything... in order to live a fulfilling life, I guess one needs to constantly try out new frontiers and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably my first blog... memorable haha maybe... I would say its quite a glad feeling getting it launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically this is suppose to log down thoughts and sedimentals of life...&lt;br /&gt;haha... 1 am in the morning.. sitting infront of my comp blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new experience no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great supper at Hard rock cafe with my primary school buddy... get caught in the rain and after a nice hot shower... here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always a piority in life to stay connected to all the special friends I have acquired over times. Good friends are hard to get, especially in a society where everyone is so engross in their lifestyle, career, family, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just not easy to find friends that will stick with u through good and bad times...&lt;br /&gt;Really should be thankful for all the friends I got... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111609139586286569?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111609139586286569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111609139586286569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111609139586286569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111609139586286569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-time.html' title='First time...'/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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-12889747.post-111607076234184168</id><published>2005-05-14T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T19:39:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/5763/640/jiaxin.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/118/5763/320/jiaxin.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking Glum&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12889747-111607076234184168?l=goldlion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/feeds/111607076234184168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12889747&amp;postID=111607076234184168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111607076234184168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12889747/posts/default/111607076234184168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goldlion.blogspot.com/2005/05/looking-glum.html' title=''/><author><name>njs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11313544483019278063</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>
