<?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-5927671</id><updated>2011-07-31T06:44:34.777+08:00</updated><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='Yahoo News'/><category term='What You Ought To Know Before Getting Married?'/><title type='text'>Up, Down Left, Right Of Jasmond's Life.</title><subtitle type='html'>跌进爱情无底洞, 痛苦难言谁了解. 万年情劫缠我身, 有如戏剧有如梦. 决心改过无人知, 经历万痛也不弃. 误会缠身无法释, 独自承受独自醉.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>累、累、累、累、累！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-9033525251021586961?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/9033525251021586961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/9033525251021586961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2010/10/randomz_20.html' title='Randomz!'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2406811635128825667</id><published>2010-10-13T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:29:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomz!</title><content type='html'>静下心观世界，奇异人物满天下。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-2406811635128825667?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2406811635128825667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2406811635128825667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2010/10/randomz_3490.html' title='Randomz!'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2152668599496830617</id><published>2010-10-13T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:59:51.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomz!</title><content type='html'>寻寻觅觅寻觅着出路，迷迷糊糊迷糊过日子。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-2152668599496830617?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2152668599496830617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2152668599496830617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2010/10/randomz_13.html' title='Randomz!'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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title='Randomz!'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7886144719680042612</id><published>2010-10-13T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T00:04:43.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To blog again!</title><content type='html'>It's been a extremely long time since the last blog.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After much thought, maybe I can try to blog again. Maybe this time i'll try a special way of blogging. More of a kind of feed like tweeter?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Eventually, just wanna find some sort of platform to input my thoughts. Or can I say... ...express my feelings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-7886144719680042612?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7886144719680042612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7886144719680042612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-blog-again.html' title='To blog again!'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-3124789355432962154</id><published>2009-10-21T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:38:39.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yahoo News'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="hd"&gt;   &lt;h1&gt;Are you a Facebook addict?&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;a id="provider-afp" class="provider-logo" href="http://sg.rd.yahoo.com/sea/news/article/ABSlogo/SIG=1164504rb/**http%3A%2F%2Fwww.abs-cbnnews.com%2F"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sg.yimg.com/i/ph/news/abscbnnews170x40.jpg?x=114&amp;amp;y=27&amp;amp;sig=UaDXhsXgyoG8HQIkqSN0zQ--" alt="ABS-CBN" width="114" height="27" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;div class="toolbar"&gt;  &lt;div class="byline"&gt;  &lt;cite&gt;ABS-CBN - &lt;abbr class="timedate" title="Tuesday, October 20"&gt;Tuesday, October 20&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="bd"&gt;   &lt;div class="media"&gt;    &lt;div class="media-item media-double"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://ph.news.yahoo.com/abs/20091020/img/pph-1256017158-75266-0-abs-2bff061d08550.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://d.yimg.com/hb/xp/abs/20091020/21/2247062878-are-you-a-facebook-addict.jpg?x=213&amp;amp;y=159&amp;amp;sig=n0KofWcVr7iJcDmQ5hTH0Q--" title="Are you a Facebook addict?" width="213" height="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;cite class="caption"&gt; Are you a Facebook addict?&lt;/cite&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="content"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;MANILA - Facebook users beware. Psychologists are now probing a new kind of addiction called Facebook Addiction Disorder (FAD).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Psychologist Dr. Michael Fenichel, who has published numerous writings on FAD online, describes it as a situation in which Facebook usage "overtakes" daily activities like waking up, getting dressed, using the telephone, or checking e-mail.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"The amazing thing is that, like cellphones, nobody seems to notice the vast amount of time and energy - at work, at home, and now while on the move - people are devoting to Facebook. It has become a given," Fenichel writes in an online post titled "Facebook Addiction Disorder- A New Challenge?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;FAD could be classified under the more broad "internet addiction disorder" or internet overuse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Academic papers have already posed theories on internet addiction and social networking addiction, and even less, cellphone addiction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Like most activities, moderation and integration are key. Those that may seriously label and treat FAD as a behavioral addiction will clearly need to use context in determining if a behavior has become demonstrably harmful to overall social, work, or face-to-face interpersonal efficacy," Fenichel added.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You are a Facebook addict if...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;According to Joanna Lipari, a clinical psychologist at the University of California, Los Angeles who was interviewed for a CNN report, here are some signs that you are addicted to Facebook:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. You lose sleep over Facebook. When using Facebook becomes a compulsion and you spend entire nights logged on to the site, causing you to become tired the next day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. You spend more than an hour a day on Facebook. Lipari said it is difficult to define how much is too much when it comes to Facebook usage, but that an average person need only spend half an hour on the site.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. You become obsessed with old loves or exes you reconnect with on Facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. You ignore work in favor of Facebook. This means you do not do your job in order to sneak time on Facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. The thought of getting off Facebook leaves you in cold sweat. If you try going a day without Facebook and it causes you stress and anxiety, this means you need help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;According to the same report by Elizabeth Cohen, Senior CNN Medical Correspondent, Facebook addiction is not yet an actual medical diagnosis.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, the report notes that several therapists in the United States have noticed a rise in the number of clients who get hooked on social networking, to the point of social dysfunction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Facebook fun&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Facebook, launched by the world's youngest billionaire Mark Zuckerberg, has over 300 million users worldwide, half of whom log on to the site every day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Further, about 2 billion photos and 14 million videos are uploaded on various Facebook pages a month and about 6 billion minutes are spent on Facebook a day, worldwide.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;According to Willis Wee, founder of the social media and marketing blog Penn-Olson.com, this is twice as much time that people spend on Google.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The global social networking website allows users to post and share content (like photos, links, videos, and notes), play casual games and applications, and interact with friends and family through messaging and chat. abs-cbnNEWS.com. With reports from CNN.com.&lt;/p&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/5927671-3124789355432962154?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/3124789355432962154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/3124789355432962154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2009/10/are-you-facebook-addict-abs-cbn-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-5298268906434082022</id><published>2009-10-14T23:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:52:39.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Totally Random Thoughts...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought that I have no time for blogging anymore. But, I was wrong. Came back to blog eventually. Not sure what's the reason behind blogging. Maybe it's the best &amp;amp; only channel to express yourself freely, I think. &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;也许心里压抑已久的压力太大了&lt;/span&gt; ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After being "released" from the fancy world which only believes 合理的要求是训练， 不合理的要求是磨炼，I realised that what most of the people say about "the other" purpose of National Service is only half true. Most people believe that by going through National Service lets a boy become Man. What I believe is, by going through National Service makes a boy learn how to become a man &amp;amp; make him realise how far he is from being a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being exposed to the cruelty of reality, forces a person to undergo changes whom he/ she will never imagine. Being soft is not an option in this selfish world. 狗咬狗，黑吃黑。 这就是大自然的循环关系。如果太软弱，吃亏的是自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;人不为己，天诛地灭。&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;少年不努力，老大徒伤悲。This is my feeling right now. Given my education background, nobody will believe it when you have proved yourself with your very own effort. All blames to laziness back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;忘记名誉，放弃身段，不计世俗。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;取得尊敬，赢得地位，晓得真理&lt;/span&gt;。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-5298268906434082022?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5298268906434082022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5298268906434082022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2009/10/totally-random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7584359960933980229</id><published>2009-10-14T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:39:37.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>所谓，冰冻三尺绝非一日之寒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清者自清， 浊者自浊。所言问心无愧，何必在乎？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-7584359960933980229?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7584359960933980229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7584359960933980229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6013653343845970609</id><published>2008-11-05T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:25:51.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of feelings, lots of happenings. Ups and downs. Been trying very hard to catch up with what's evolving around me as if their traveling at the speed of light. I realised that I've lost my friends as I chose to spend more time with her.. Right or wrong in this world is determined by humans based on morals and logic. Here, I sincerely apologise to all my friends that I have neglected.. ~~" The only regrets I have throughout this one year plus is that I can't manage my time properly for her and my friends. Mainly due to work commitments and fatigue mind after work. And that I can't give her the best that I can give as I'm financially tight. I'm really sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hope for the best and prepare for the worst..&lt;/span&gt;&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/5927671-6013653343845970609?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6013653343845970609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6013653343845970609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2008/11/lots-of-feelings-lots-of-happenings.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-5834963377545607598</id><published>2008-09-11T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:12:38.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found out something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the news article titled: "&lt;strong&gt;Daddy, I'm in love... and he looks just like you!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS (AFP) - - Men tend to wind up with life partners who look like their mother, while a woman is lured to a partner who looks like her father, scientists reported on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heterosexuals are deeply attracted to individuals whose faces are similar to that of their opposite-sex parent, they said, suggesting that this characteristic is rooted in an evolutionary drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A team led by Tamas Bereczkei at the University of Pecs in Hungary created a model of facial ratios -- width of jaw, distance between mouth and brow and so on -- comprising 14 facial zones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They measured 312 Hungarian adults from 52 different families using this method. Each family included a couple, along with two sets of parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The researchers found a significant correlation in facial similarities between a woman's mate and her father, and also between a man's partner and his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team tested the model on faces that were randomly selected from the general population and repeated the experiment with a panel of judges, who also picked out the same pairings from randomly selected groups of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, men and women focused on different parts of the face when they home in on a potential mate, they found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man's lover and his mother tended to have similar fullness in the lips, width of mouth, as well as length and width of jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for women, the critical features were the distance between mouth and brow, the height of the face, distance between the eyes and the size of a man's nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices are driven less by psychology and socialisation and more by evolutionary pressures, suggests Bereczkei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much genetic overlap -- as can happen with incest -- is an evolutionary no-no.&lt;br /&gt;But seeking similar genetic traits "may confer individuals with additional adaptive advantages," he wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could increase the degree to which parents share genes with offspring, enhancing the genetic representation of future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding similar partners might also help perpetuate genetic complexes that have evolved to adapt to a particular environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be an additional bonus, which probably has more to do with happiness than a genetic&lt;br /&gt;imperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Human couples who are similar in physical and psychological characteristics are more likely to remain together than dissimilar partners, possibly leading to an increase in fertility," the study concludes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The research appears in the journal Proceedings of the Royal Society B. The Royal Society is Britain's de-facto academy of sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Extracted from &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt; News&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-5834963377545607598?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5834963377545607598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5834963377545607598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2008/09/found-out-something-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7191388418718367118</id><published>2007-10-20T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:05:35.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What You Ought To Know Before Getting Married?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's the same story with the same fairy tale ending. Boy meets girl. Love. Kisses. Miss made Mrs. And everyone assumes that they'll live happily ever after. But do they? If you don't want your marriage to go wrong you should understand that contrary to popular belief, nothing goes right in marriage unless you are mentally prepared for life together. Pointers to help you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't waver between, "Should I?" or "Should I not?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Entering into anything half-heartedly can end in disaster. If marriage is not what you want, do not be forced or cajoled into it. Being single has its own charm - the freedom it gives one is a wonderful lure. If marriage is something you do want, be sure that you feel drawn to your partner-to-be. Do not be pressurised into accepting someone you don't have a liking for. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avoid acting in a manner which says, "I'm easily available". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flirtatious behaviour and ways which clearly show that you are an easy catch do not add to your worth. It may tempt boys to have some fun with you but it will send you hurtling down in their estimation. The shy hard-to-get miss has far more appeal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be wary of Internet romance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It starts as a bit of fun and ends with all fun drained out of your life. In cyberspace one is anonymous and nobody knows what the real truth is. So, don't be dazzled with the novelty and charm of it, but look before you leap into cyberspace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk over those cherished dreams of yours with your partner-to-be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girl's right to a home of her own, to take up a job and related matters do not figure in marriage discussions among elders. It is for her, therefore, to tactfully find out her partner's stand on matters that are important to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fiona's was an arranged match and, when George told her they'd be staying with his mother, she spoke out her mind saying, "But I need my own space. If you can't give it to me, this marriage will be no fun and I'd rather opt out of it." They talked this over with his mother and came up with a solution acceptable to both. With prickly matters like these agreed upon beforehand, the marriage stands to gain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seek knowledge, for it is a safe guide while ignorance can misguide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A girl needs to be mentally prepared to take up her new role as wife, daughter-in-law and mother, but sad to say, she often is not. There are matters - personal, health-related and sexual - that the couple, especially the girl, would like advice on. But parents treat these matters as taboo. In that case, the couple should seek information from books and on-line material or go for counselling. Sound knowledge is the basis of a sound marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being prudish and refraining from talking about intimate concerns can hurt a marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Certain questions like when to start a family and how big it should be, did not arise in the past but are inevitable now as present-day couples are driven by personal ambitions and pressures of work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being very specific about such matters can take a load off the mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newly-wed Wendy was deeply distressed and when pressed for the reason, told her husband about her fear that kids may stand in the way of her higher studies. On being reassured that they'd think of children only after she had fulfilled all her ambitions, she was relieved. Such assurances are important, for thwarted desires can give rise to negative feelings in a marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your appearance and looks can send your man's heart racing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, be graceful and dress decently. Look attractive and smart and, above all, maintain a trim figure even after marriage. Every man likes to show off his wife but a dowdy and badly-dressed woman is someone he'll cringe from. Dressing revealingly, however, is a big no-no. Though men enjoy seeing skimpily dressed women, they don't want their wives to dare and bare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember the age-old saying "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was grandma's approach route. It has been tried out for years and has vintage flavour. Why not make it yours by learning to be a good cook?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A happy home can bind hearts together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, master the art of good housekeeping and make your home invitingly bright and warm. "I hate to go home because mine is a filthy place run by a scowling wife," complains a husband as he walks away in disgust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That should remind you that winning or losing a battle on the home front depends largely on how bright your home is and how vivacious you are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Courtship time need not be all romance and moonshine but can be reality-check time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It can be an opportunity for the couple to learn about each other's strengths and weaknesses, loves and hates and anything else of importance. This will not only prepare them to adjust to each other's ways but will also enable them to use their own strong points to offset the weak ones of the other and vice versa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seeing her fiance spending lavishly on her, Karen knew that he was a spendthrift and pointed out that this could be a hurdle in their marriage. "I'm frugal," she told him," and am adept at saving. So, let me handle the household finances after marriage while you do something you are good at, like choosing the gadgets and seeing to their upkeep." Since it was courtship time, he readily agreed. As feelings are warm during this period, agreements are not hard to reach and small arrangements like this can help marriage click in a big way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Know that lovers' bliss has to end some day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When this happens, flaws are detected, irritation surfaces and anger erupts. Every couple needs to be prepared to handle this stage and to do this, they must be well apprised of certain time-tested ways of interaction that can be helpful. Here are some:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cultivate the I-for-you and you-for-me attitude from the very start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marriage is neither dominance nor servitude but a partnership. So, partners should learn to forget the egoistic 'I' for the self-effacing 'we', in their relationship. Jane hated to forego her early morning sleep and her husband came to her aid by finishing off all the early chores. This pleased her so much that she readily overlooked the way he threw about his things untidily, and tidied up for him. Such a give-and-take attitude can lessen friction in marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learn to handle your partner's ego with care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marital relations deteriorate when egos are hurt. Egos need to be cherished with appreciation rather than be crushed by constant fault-finding. During courtship, appreciation is unstinted and everything is rosy. Couples should remember this and they should be firmly committed to putting into marriage what made life so great for them before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's face facts. "My wife is a great cook and the dishes she cooks are always great!" brags Dennis to his friends - but he never tells her' so. "My husband has a nasty temper but is very helpful around the house," admits wife to everyone else except her husband.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This failure to give due credit to each other builds up resentment in both. Each day offers so many opportunities to every couple to say heart-warming words to each other. If you say them as you readily, did during your courtship, much that goes wrong in marriage can be set right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is because appreciation is a great mood-enhancer and a healer of emotional hurts. It can be the vitamin A that keeps your marriage in good health.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Add spice to your married life with some romantic moments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When two heads come together with antagonism they will soon be at loggerheads, but romance has that magical ability to drive away unkind feelings from the mind. A few quiet moments together, a short walk in the moonlight, a soft touch, a lingering caress, a silent locking of the eyes, sweet nothings whispered into eager ears, do not take time but they make you forget hurts and keep hearts locked in love's embrace. So, give this magic of love a chance to keep things straight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learn to fight the right way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fighting is an inbuilt danger to marriage but it need not be an evil that destroys it. I once heard a lawyer and his wife fighting so violently that they could be heard all over the place. Minutes later, they were walking arm in arm to their car. That's how fights should be: just a release for pent-up feelings and forgotten in a flash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not dragging yesterday's faults of omission and commission into today's quarrel is important, for that would be nagging which really hurts and wounds. Nobody wants to lose an argument, so a little give and take or meeting your partner half-way is a great idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marriage, as all will agree, is a 24 X 7 commitment, highly taxing and very demanding with no holidays allowed and no breaks permitted. Such a trying relationship will not flourish on its own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strange to say, so much time, attention and money are spent on the wedding, which is a one-day affair, while no thought is given to preparing the couple for marriage, which is an exacting life-long involvement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With a little prior guidance and direction, a couple can be emotionally prepared and mentally conditioned to adjust and attuned to each other's needs in living together. When that is done, much that can go wrong in a marriage begins to go right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About The AuthorMichael Douglas is a relationship expert and the webmaster of &lt;a class="hft-urls" href="http://www.love-lectures.com/"&gt;http://www.love-lectures.com/&lt;/a&gt; where he provides dating tips and relationship advice for couples and singles in building healthy and successful relationships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Extracted from: &lt;a href="http://finding-a-friend.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-you-ought-to-know-before-getting.html"&gt;http://finding-a-friend.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-you-ought-to-know-before-getting.html&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/5927671-7191388418718367118?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7191388418718367118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7191388418718367118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-same-story-with-same-fairy-tale.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-5871701918844933880</id><published>2007-10-07T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:55:51.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjc2Xi_TsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LOOYUxYhp4U/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118583803098386114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjc2Xi_TsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LOOYUxYhp4U/s200/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went City Link today with Ling to buy a birthday cake, while You Wei went G2000 to buy present for Chun Chong. Ha ha. Went over to &lt;em&gt;Thai Express&lt;/em&gt; for our lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjgAHi_TwI/AAAAAAAAASc/-RmgdJWzzW8/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587269136994050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjgAHi_TwI/AAAAAAAAASc/-RmgdJWzzW8/s200/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjjAXi_T3I/AAAAAAAAATU/sFNCa0WIx6o/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118590571966844786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjjAXi_T3I/AAAAAAAAATU/sFNCa0WIx6o/s200/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh_3i_T1I/AAAAAAAAATE/NF51c45utHU/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118589463865282386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh_3i_T1I/AAAAAAAAATE/NF51c45utHU/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After we took our orders, we had a "birthday gift handing over ceremony". Lols. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjf_ni_TuI/AAAAAAAAASM/XXNIL_bmAqg/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587260547059426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjf_ni_TuI/AAAAAAAAASM/XXNIL_bmAqg/s200/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjjBXi_T5I/AAAAAAAAATk/gBcTedRL2_o/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118590589146714002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjjBXi_T5I/AAAAAAAAATk/gBcTedRL2_o/s200/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjjAni_T4I/AAAAAAAAATc/n4EjkqT1Yfs/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118590576261812098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjjAni_T4I/AAAAAAAAATc/n4EjkqT1Yfs/s200/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; We had a sumptous meal &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh_ni_T0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/jzF8X34tdgc/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118589459570315074" style="WIDTH: 65px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 55px" height="82" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh_ni_T0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/jzF8X34tdgc/s200/DSC00367.JPG" width="47" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; we started chatting and stuffs. Just before we decided how we going to present the cake, one of the waitress came over and asked us when we want the cake to be served. The cake was meant to be a surprise for Chun Chong. I gave the waitress a "wtf" stare &amp;amp; told her to serve the cake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh_Xi_TzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RkbEf9l6xVY/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118589455275347762" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="142" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh_Xi_TzI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RkbEf9l6xVY/s200/DSC00372.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh-3i_TyI/AAAAAAAAASs/TGgRLuZ9SOo/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118589446685413154" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjh-3i_TyI/AAAAAAAAASs/TGgRLuZ9SOo/s200/DSC00373.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjgAXi_TxI/AAAAAAAAASk/vCdkQAlN6Mo/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587273431961362" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="184" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RwjgAXi_TxI/AAAAAAAAASk/vCdkQAlN6Mo/s200/DSC00376.JPG" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjf_Xi_TtI/AAAAAAAAASE/e6JDs_ZAg_U/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118587256252092114" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="129" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjf_Xi_TtI/AAAAAAAAASE/e6JDs_ZAg_U/s200/DSC00378.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;While we were eating the dessert, the manager personally brought the cake over to our table &amp;amp; birthday song was played in the restaurant. We were all surprised &amp;amp; the whole Thai Express was like celebrating the birthday for him. Ha ha. Everyone was looking at us &amp;amp; singing birthday song together. Lols. We went over to Marina Square for movie after meal &amp;amp; went hanging around Suntec before going home. What a tired day! But it was great..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-5871701918844933880?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5871701918844933880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5871701918844933880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-city-link-today-with-ling-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rwjc2Xi_TsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LOOYUxYhp4U/s72-c/DSC00361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2991227616139454450</id><published>2007-09-28T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:23:09.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupz.. Changed the blog layout.. Didn't have much time time to really go search and do it.. Cause I just wanna change the blog's skin to a less depressed one. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on MC for Thursday &amp;amp; Friday. Got eye infection too. But went back camp on Thursday to settle some Signal Store outstanding matters. Reached camp around 9.30am and went back around 1.00pm. Didn't manage to finish the stuffs cause those idiots keep saying not free. Grrrr... Only managed to change some equipments in-charged by another person. So basically was wasting my cab fare and time to go back camp on Thursday. Went for lunch at Ling's house before going home. LoLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I was thinking of editing some pics and upload it to Ling's friendster. Since she's the one editing our photos, so I was thinking of doing something similar on my own.. Give her some surprise.. But in the end I gave up cause my photo editing program seems to be not working. What a waste! Hardly I got the mood to do this kind of things you know.. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not feeling well today. But I've got no choice but to go to my cousin's house later at night, cause it's his birthday. Still don't know what birthday present to get for him. Maybe Magic the Gathering cards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my cousin, Keith. I was messaged yesterday on MSN. The person told me he's Keith, I thought he was my cousin &amp;amp; asked him what present he wanted &amp;amp; so forth. In the end I found out he was my BMT buddy Keith. LoLs. It was so damn embarassing. Ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-2991227616139454450?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2991227616139454450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2991227616139454450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/09/yupz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-310390790890929932</id><published>2007-09-24T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:10:08.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup, long time since I've blogged. Been really busy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. Busy accompanying her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. Basically spending most of my free time with her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry friends, I have to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zhong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;qing&lt;/span&gt; you" for a while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;. You all should know la, honeymoon period la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back camp today and was feeling really sick. Monday blues? I thought so initially. But I was really sick. I was having dizzy spells &amp;amp; I get tired easily. Hopefully after a night's rest will be better. Ling called me today complaining having sore eyes. she went report sick and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;referred&lt;/span&gt; to TTSH. Last called her and she was waiting for medication. I'm worried about her. Till now still no news from her reaching home. I felt kind of "emo" again. Because of my work, I can't be there for her when she needs me. Lots of thoughts running in my mind while feeling very very unwell. I'm like breaking apart! Who can cure me? Argh..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be her lab report &amp;amp; she'll be going there alone again. I'm feeling so damn sick &amp;amp; I've got absolutely no mood to work. Argh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-310390790890929932?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/310390790890929932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/310390790890929932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/09/yup-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6781497985609624804</id><published>2007-09-11T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:32:20.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know why wanted to post this online. Maybe it somehow suits my feeling right now. I've written this long time ago when I had the similar feeling I'm going through now. Though the situation is different now but it somehow suits my feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what's in your mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what you are thinking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I'm not you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't make wild guesses. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't make assumptions. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As i cant afford any mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just can't afford to lose you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When things seems clearer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my thoughts seems straightened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found out that I'm wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything was just an illusion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could not get into your mind Nor get you out of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what I have to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are my last words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm alone in the darkness waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for a release from this world... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-6781497985609624804?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6781497985609624804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6781497985609624804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-know-why-wanted-to-post-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-8636330868895226701</id><published>2007-09-11T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T02:51:15.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As mentioned before.. Things that I don't know how to tell you, I'll just type it all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks together and I felt really great about this relationship. But maybe of my inferiority personality, I felt insecure at times. Things seems to be better after the "heart-to-heart" talk with  each other on sunday. At least I know what's in your mind and vice versa. I love you, my dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've reassured that I don't mind you going out with other guys, but which guy don't really mind? Ha. Truthfully, I mind! But I still trust you. Contradicting right? All I ask for is just a little update on which particular guy you are with and I will do the same for you. This is my little request and what I can give for our relationship. As you know better than anyone else that we are both very busy for each other. I love you and I hope you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I'm still waiting for your sms that you've reached home wor. Sigh. Don't wanna call you and make it as if I'm checking on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-8636330868895226701?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/8636330868895226701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/8636330868895226701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-mentioned-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-8907278345034282178</id><published>2007-09-01T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:08:56.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJxU42yPI/AAAAAAAAARc/iDiorn9yNyE/s1600-h/DSC00003+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105263133114943730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJxU42yPI/AAAAAAAAARc/iDiorn9yNyE/s200/DSC00003+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weiling &amp; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJx042yQI/AAAAAAAAARk/9t31UdVXkdk/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105263141704878338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJx042yQI/AAAAAAAAARk/9t31UdVXkdk/s200/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJyE42yRI/AAAAAAAAARs/XgbLpRh0fVg/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105263145999845650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJyE42yRI/AAAAAAAAARs/XgbLpRh0fVg/s200/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJyU42ySI/AAAAAAAAAR0/em-oaeUOwrA/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105263150294812962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJyU42ySI/AAAAAAAAAR0/em-oaeUOwrA/s200/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's been a month since I last blog. Alot of things have had happened during this period of time. Lets just skip through the details. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;26th Aug '07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which is the day of Army Half Marathon. As usual went for the run and completed it alone. LoLs. Yes, alone.. Normally I run with a friend in the beginning &amp; end up running alone. Reason was either I'm too slow or I'm too fast. Ha ha. Met up with Ling for breakfast &amp;amp; went shopping around before going home. Of course not forgetting movie session in later part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;27th Aug '07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Official attached date. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"i will love you as long as i live.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5927671-8907278345034282178?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/8907278345034282178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/8907278345034282178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/09/weiling-me-yeah-its-been-month-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RtmJxU42yPI/AAAAAAAAARc/iDiorn9yNyE/s72-c/DSC00003+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6301199984608813133</id><published>2007-08-10T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:43:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Most of the time, things happens so fast that you just unable to react. Things happens so out of the world that you can't believe it yourself. But this is reality, just take it.. Most of the time, you just can't do anything. You are helpless. For now, I gonna end here.. I'm tired.. Real tired..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-6301199984608813133?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6301199984608813133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6301199984608813133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/08/helpless_4706.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-4788268451600958725</id><published>2007-08-10T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:43:12.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Most of the time, things happens so fast that you just unable to react. Things happens so out of the world that you can't believe it yourself. But this is reality, just take it.. Most of the time, you just can't do anything. You are helpless. For now, I gonna end here.. I'm tired.. Real tired..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-4788268451600958725?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4788268451600958725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4788268451600958725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/08/helpless_10.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-4482574728358000219</id><published>2007-08-10T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:43:11.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Most of the time, things happens so fast that you just unable to react. Things happens so out of the world that you can't believe it yourself. But this is reality, just take it.. Most of the time, you just can't do anything. You are helpless. For now, I gonna end here.. I'm tired.. Real tired..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-4482574728358000219?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4482574728358000219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4482574728358000219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/08/helpless.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2442089944707710995</id><published>2007-08-10T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:51:44.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my half of my national day outside with Wei. We played pool while waiting for the movie, "881". Ha ha. Met up with Chong after the pool game with Wei and together we went to watch "881". Unforgetable, "8-8-1 ah yo ah yo......8-8-1 ah yo ah yo!" LoLs. Nice movie though some part of the storylines are really out of the world which could make some people think it sucks.. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie we went to eat abalone noodles at marina square, which is the same location we watched movie. The abalone noodle set has a bowl of soup, which includes 2 really fresh prawns, lots of wanton and 4 to 5 slices of abalone each between 1/3 to 1/4 size of a credit ba. Lols. Really delicious. And the bowl of noodle which has really thin &amp; QQ noodles, 2 fried wanton, minced meat &amp; veggies.. It cost SGD $8.90 each. LoLs. Really worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to my grandma house for family gathering cum national day celebration. It's not as crowded and noisy as before. Not much people was there due to recent quarrels &amp; san shu's family went overseas. My side only me representing the my family. Stayed there till 10 plus and went to find Jenn as she called me to go over her workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, nothing much. Went home after 2 jugs of beer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-2442089944707710995?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2442089944707710995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2442089944707710995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-847446526223325245</id><published>2007-07-23T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:17:37.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent my off day watching anime and playing game at home. Not a bad idea for an off day isn't it? Relaxing at home doing nothing actually. Except to just sit in front of the computer watching Naruto series. Ha ha. I finished the whole of Naruto series available on &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crunchy roll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Total of 220 episodes. Of course I didn't watch the whole 220 episodes in just one day. It took me weeks to finish watching it, man.. LoLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining again while I blog. Looking at the rain reminds me the of happenings past few days. Though it's just a weekend + Monday, but it seems like a long week to me. Seems like I've done quite alot of stuffs. It should be time for me to slow down my pace of living again. Ha ha. Time to maintain the low profile me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Tomorrow is the day for me to collect my SE K800i. I sent it for repair on thursday morning as my games &amp;amp; applications menu is not accessible. Plus it auto shuts down sometimes. So.. Hais.. Can't wait to get my phone back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-847446526223325245?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/847446526223325245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/847446526223325245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/spent-my-off-day-watching-anime-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-1690198300520145178</id><published>2007-07-23T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:09:54.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went &lt;em&gt;Boat Quay &amp; drank alone. Old memories came flashing while I was drinking. Truthfully, I don't miss the old times but I hate it. Just that it seems that the old me was happier. Happier in the sense of able to conceal my feelings even to myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I felt so lost today. I looked through my phonebook &amp; noticed that there's no one I could turn to. Even those that I thought I could turn to, doesn't turn out to be.. Called Ling &amp;amp; she seemed concerned, but I just don't know how to spell out what's affecting me. Sorry that I didn't open up to you..too..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I'm having a mood swing because of the rain ba. Just like what Jen said, the rain affect one's mood. Alcohol + Rain = Depressed mood. Agree?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-1690198300520145178?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/1690198300520145178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/1690198300520145178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-boat-quay-drank-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-1656716838430678065</id><published>2007-07-22T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:38:30.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems that I've known you a long time ago. It seems that you can see right through me. Why? Three times we met &amp; it seems that I've known you for a long time. Maybe it's because of your resemblance..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only three times we met, you can see right through me. How? It's not that I'm not truthful. It's not that I want to hide what's inside me. This is me. This is what I am.  I can't tell you everything just like that. It's not the time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please trust me.. Things will turn out better when time comes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-1656716838430678065?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/1656716838430678065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/1656716838430678065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-seems-that-ive-known-you-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-4724235631355359903</id><published>2007-07-19T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T00:11:47.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;断绝情感，尽情放纵。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;装备盔甲，隐蒇真我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;二次见面，一刀见血。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;痛至如骨，忽然觉醒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-4724235631355359903?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4724235631355359903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4724235631355359903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7684862437729106981</id><published>2007-07-14T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T15:35:24.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MKxKDZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ONh6J-_GrCs/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086945730536017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MKxKDZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ONh6J-_GrCs/s200/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chun Chong, You Wei, Yong Sheng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MaxKDaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qWDtaeXO8is/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086945734830984610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MaxKDaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qWDtaeXO8is/s200/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yong Sheng, Chun Chong, You Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MqxKDbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kIlRRHjGrNs/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086945739125951922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MqxKDbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kIlRRHjGrNs/s200/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yong Sheng &amp; Michelle. So sweet..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2M6xKDcI/AAAAAAAAARE/1a08srv4LZU/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086945743420919234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2M6xKDcI/AAAAAAAAARE/1a08srv4LZU/s200/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yong Sheng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086945747715886546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2NKxKDdI/AAAAAAAAARM/ro8Tl3LTas0/s200/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086946224457256418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2o6xKDeI/AAAAAAAAARU/2nJAnhXAK7g/s200/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up &lt;em&gt;Chun Chong&lt;/em&gt; at Bedok yesterday night. Went &lt;em&gt;NTUC &lt;/em&gt;to look for things to buy for the potluck farewell party for &lt;em&gt;Yong Sheng&lt;/em&gt; &amp; &lt;em&gt;Wei Wei. &lt;/em&gt;As they are going to Austrialia to study. After some time deciding, we decided to buy Durians to bring over to &lt;em&gt;Yong Sheng' house&lt;/em&gt;. The funny thing is the rest of the people bought durians too. LoLs. The 2 buckets of durians were there when we reached. It became a Durian feast. Ha ha. Went &lt;em&gt;Boat Quay&lt;/em&gt; to meet up my friend for a drink. It's been some time since I drank. LoLs! when I reached &lt;em&gt;Boat Quay&lt;/em&gt; I was shocked. Ha ha. For the first time in my life I see so many people smoking along the streets. All thanks to the smoking restriction by the government. Ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-7684862437729106981?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7684862437729106981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7684862437729106981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/chun-chong-you-wei-yong-sheng-yong.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rph2MKxKDZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ONh6J-_GrCs/s72-c/DSC00334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2526835144357608891</id><published>2007-07-12T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:17:52.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Same thing..I got no pics to upload. Ha ha. Guess I'll just use words to fill today's post again. Can say I slept the whole day yesterday. The only thing I did was to wake up &amp; eat my medicine &amp; then go back sleep. Ha ha. Pig right? =P No choice wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning went back &lt;em&gt;camp&lt;/em&gt; tired and drowsy. LoLs. Whole morning was having lesson &amp; discussion. Was trying so hard to keep myself awake with the effects of the medicine. And I did it. Yes! Ha ha. After the lesson, went to &lt;em&gt;bishan park&lt;/em&gt; for Battalion run. Total got to run 4 rounds around the park but I managed only 3 rounds. Sigh. Everything was like so different like before anymore. Last time I used to complete this kind of run without much struggle even if I'm sick or with injury. But now.. Sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the run, went to change up &amp; was trying to figure out how to get out of the park. Followed a group of people thinking they are walking to bus stop or something. In the end, found out that they are the fatigue party walking towards one of the water point to collect tables &amp;amp; chairs. LoLs. Following them in the end became walking alone. So got no choice got to act as if I know the route &amp; keep on walking. Ha ha. At last I walked to a bus stop &amp; waited for bus towards &lt;em&gt;Bishan Int&lt;/em&gt;. Saw bus number &lt;em&gt;410&lt;/em&gt; and I got on happily. Only to find out that my EZ-Link card value was negative. I'm so damn suay. Got down the bus &amp; searched my pockets...no coins.. Scanned my wallet..left $5 inside.. Looked around and there isn't any atms nearby. So I made a decision. Guess what? I took a cab &amp; payed with my MASTER debit card. LoLs. So useful. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story. No credit? Get debit! LoLs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-2526835144357608891?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2526835144357608891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2526835144357608891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/same-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-8065837535160033702</id><published>2007-07-11T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:33:09.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got ready the present for &lt;em&gt;XinLing&lt;/em&gt; and booked out from &lt;em&gt;camp &lt;/em&gt;to meet her up at &lt;em&gt;Bugis&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. Went to &lt;em&gt;Northpoint&lt;/em&gt; to have my hair cut before taking a train to &lt;em&gt;Bugis&lt;/em&gt;. I found out that I was too early so I went to the the arcade and played mahjong machine till half an hour before the meeting time. Went for my dinner after that and met her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went&lt;em&gt; The Cathay&lt;/em&gt; to catch &lt;em&gt;"The Flying Scotsman". &lt;/em&gt;Nice script. Lols. It's a slow movie.. But it's nice..and i didn't really concentrate on the movie though. LoLs. Took train with her after the movie and I got off at &lt;em&gt;Yishun&lt;/em&gt; to go back camp. Though I'm tired but enjoyed the night with her. And the best part was When i was at &lt;em&gt;Yishun&lt;/em&gt; I found out that it was past midnight. I can't make it in time to book in. Took a cab home and as I was trying to sleep. I felt feverish. Flu virus overtaking me. I'm sick.. One of the reasons why I'm now at home. I'm on MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Sorry that I lied to you that I can make it in time to book in time. Sorry that I lied that I got your present way before your actual birthday. I didn't forget your birthday, just that I somehow know that you won't be free. So I took my time to get you one only after confirming when to meet. --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, found out from &lt;em&gt;XinLing&lt;/em&gt; that i gave her an impression that I go out with lots of girls, have lots of "girl" friends. "Flirt" to describe..maybe? LoLs! I admit. I'm used to be like this. But it's all in the past.. I hate myself for this.. I think most of the people will have this kind impression of me. But there's nothing I can do but to prove them wrong. I'm trying very hard to change! Go blame my horoscope, Saggitarius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few months I've been trying to adapt to lots of changes in my life, work, etc. And also been trying to change myself for good. I'm struggling.. but who can help me? I feel very lonely &amp; vulnerable. Sometimes I just feel like breaking down but I just can't.. I must be strong.. The only thing to keep me going is to keep telling myself that I must be strong. I will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"不管你选择哪一条路。最重要的不是终点而是过程。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果今天你后悔你当初所选择的路，仔细去想一想。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果当初你没有走这条路，你就不会有今天的经验与智慧。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我想说的是，没有对与错的路。只有肯不肯学习的人。"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-8065837535160033702?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/8065837535160033702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/8065837535160033702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/07/got-ready-present-for-xinling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-5756449033219733953</id><published>2007-06-30T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:29:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found this interesting site while surfing the net. It's from another's post. Lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check it out... Link: &lt;a href="http://www.1-click.jp/" target="_blank" s_oidt="0" s_oid="http://www.1-click.jp/"&gt;http://www.1-click.jp/&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/5927671-5756449033219733953?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5756449033219733953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5756449033219733953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/found-this-interesting-thing-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6392569458259805655</id><published>2007-06-30T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:38:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to do yesterday, so I went surfing the net. Found out that my multiply account is still working. LoLs! It's like 3 or 4 years since I logged in? Hmm, went to update the page &amp; changed the looks of it. Found out that there's a music feature. Not sure the feature been out for how long. But it seems new to me. Ha ha. Updated my email &amp; pics on multiply &amp;amp; now it looks good. Ha ha. So anyone got multiply account please add me ok? Lols. Night time went to suntec to watch "The Transformers" with yw &amp; cc. It's a nice &amp;amp; funny show. Went home after the movie &amp; it's way past midnight. We walked all the way from suntec to bugis just to take a cab. Ha ha. No choice wor. No cabbie at suntec area. Pathetic right? Hmm, took no pics this time too. So never update any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note: My multiply account email - jasmond_wong[at]yahoo.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-6392569458259805655?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6392569458259805655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6392569458259805655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-to-do-yesterday-so-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7979093661701384345</id><published>2007-06-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:43:57.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up YW today &amp; went to Vivocity.. Initially wanted to ctach a movie, but end up doing nothing. All because the tickets are sold out. Went to the Vivo mart and bought 2 packs of sushi &amp;amp; 2 bottle of "joy juice".. Guess what's that drink? Ha. Chatted a little on the past while eating sushi. Went to The Cathay to watch movie instead. Bought tickets for the movie "Eye in the sky" &amp;amp; went to play pool at Parklane. Went back Cathay to wtach movie and found out we got the wrong tickets. LoLs. That idiot gave us the tickets to the another movie called "The girl who leapt through time". It's all my fault. I didn't check the tickets. Ha. We end up watching that show. It's a japanese anime movie. Quite funny and nice storyline but stupid ending. Ha. Don't wanna say le la. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-7979093661701384345?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7979093661701384345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7979093661701384345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/met-up-yw-today-went-to-vivocity.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-1763948381308917672</id><published>2007-06-22T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:49:36.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things has been alright ever since I'm back. Still coping &amp; getting used the totally different lifestyle from P.Tekong. Only thing I've managed to switch fast is the fact that I'm just a Men. I've always been one. Ha. Just shut your gap &amp;amp; do whatever your are told to do. They think that they are always right. I don't give a damn! Just don't bother me &amp; I'll do my job well for you. Anyway, been finding my lost stuffs since I'm back. Hmm, let me count see... Television, Indoor TV Antenna, Radio, Aikido Gi.. Ha.. Managed to track most of the locations of the items listed.. But still missing my Gi. Think got to buy it next month when I get my pay le.. Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-1763948381308917672?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/1763948381308917672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/1763948381308917672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-has-been-alright-ever-since-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2618383729887987636</id><published>2007-06-08T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:58:34.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rmjn11VlUJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ah8ziV8D53E/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073559892269551762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rmjn11VlUJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ah8ziV8D53E/s200/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rmjnn1VlUII/AAAAAAAAAQU/TcnHdJXRJ-U/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073559651751383170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rmjnn1VlUII/AAAAAAAAAQU/TcnHdJXRJ-U/s200/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmjoJVVlUKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8JNH3Sl9Rm4/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073560227277000866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmjoJVVlUKI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8JNH3Sl9Rm4/s200/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the parade square in daze early in the morning on Thursday. Missed the previous day's parade rehearsal becasue of the graduation route march the previous day. Enduring the pain on my shin due to the casual jog with OC on Tuesday afternoon and 8km graduation march on Wednesday. Going through the last few times of rehearsal before the actual thing starts. Till now, I'm still not sure how i got injured. Lots of things been going through my mind for the past weeks. What am I suppose to do after I'm back to my own unit? Do I feel sad or happy for going back soon? Can I cope with the culture shock again? Lots and lots of questions been going through my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I first came to P.Tekong, I've got the biggest culture shock of my life. Everything is so different. The way people do things The different roles &amp; responsibilites I'm taking. After all from the time I signed the contract till now. I knew I'm bound to the responsibilities of a Men. A person who follows instructions &amp;amp; nothing else. But things in P.Tekong is different. I'm a leader, an instructor, a mentor to those boys converting to soldiers. I cannot say I did well, but at least I did my best. Now, I've got to change my mindset back. Cause I'm returning back to my unit soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moment the parade starts, my heart's thumping hard, as I'm going to take an award that I didn't ever imagine. I've always thought that an award for commanders are out of reach for people like me. I'm not a specialist (3rd seargent &amp; above), I'm just a Corporal. Taking the award might not mean much for the others. But it really mean alot to me. It's a recognition i could say. The only Corporal taking the Company Best Commander award for this cohort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, I really got to thanks my OC &amp; whoever nominated me for giving me this chance. Thanks &amp;amp; I miss you all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-2618383729887987636?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2618383729887987636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2618383729887987636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/standing-in-parade-square-in-daze-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rmjn11VlUJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ah8ziV8D53E/s72-c/DSC00261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7083117019319536887</id><published>2007-06-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T01:47:19.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRAUvgSDyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/CyZbrr3Qlx8/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072249805419450146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRAUvgSDyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/CyZbrr3Qlx8/s200/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Today is a very sad day for me. The team I've trained this batch lost the Tug-Of-War today. Though I've expected that my team will lose, but I didn't expect my team lost in the first round. Can you imagine my team lost in the FIRST ROUND?! FIRST ROUND!! Losing the Tug-Of-War game means I have one less thing left to keep myself occupied for the rest of my days at BMTC. And it also means that all our effort, our hard work, our hope and our dreams has been shattered. Most people might think that it's just a game, who cares?! But for me, it's not just a game. It's like something for me to prove my worth. Something for me to remember. Hmm, after the game, my mood was so damn low that I felt like breaking down. But I still have to put on a brave front to face them. Because I know that deep inside, they felt worse than me. I just can't let them feel my disappointment to further indulge their sadness. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Failure is the morale of success.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;This is what the others keep telling me after the lost game. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"But to succeed, it doesn't mean you need to fail.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This is my philosophy. And maybe because of my philosophy, I tend to get sad easily over failure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"失败是成功之母，但要成功不一定要失败!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is probably the most contradicting philosophy ever..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-7083117019319536887?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7083117019319536887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7083117019319536887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-very-sad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRAUvgSDyI/AAAAAAAAAN0/CyZbrr3Qlx8/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-4837925238484962981</id><published>2007-06-04T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:50:00.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQ0E_gSDxI/AAAAAAAAANs/1Hf2--Ef1t8/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072236340696977170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQ0E_gSDxI/AAAAAAAAANs/1Hf2--Ef1t8/s200/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQzyPgSDwI/AAAAAAAAANk/-tM-nQXuwrY/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072236018574429954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQzyPgSDwI/AAAAAAAAANk/-tM-nQXuwrY/s200/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQzaPgSDvI/AAAAAAAAANc/1iTsyWkMvZU/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072235606257569522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQzaPgSDvI/AAAAAAAAANc/1iTsyWkMvZU/s200/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the presents I received from my recruits. It's very sweet of them. They know I love chocolate &amp; here I go. I got one.. Hee. Though I've lost something, but at least I gained something in return. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQy7vgSDuI/AAAAAAAAANU/UNOyrXX6SIs/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072235082271559394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQy7vgSDuI/AAAAAAAAANU/UNOyrXX6SIs/s200/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-4837925238484962981?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4837925238484962981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4837925238484962981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/these-are-presents-i-received-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmQ0E_gSDxI/AAAAAAAAANs/1Hf2--Ef1t8/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-9144727364872336995</id><published>2007-06-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T01:42:42.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmREa_gSD0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/0HQ9YPsbAUo/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRImfgSEDI/AAAAAAAAAP8/pRDtiZ9eyoo/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHUvgSD9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Qjs8b1XR1Bw/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072257502000844754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHUvgSD9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Qjs8b1XR1Bw/s200/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmREavgSDzI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_OorBr3EMXM/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072254306545176370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmREavgSDzI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_OorBr3EMXM/s200/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGXfgSD5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/wjl-Kd0u_pw/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRIl_gSEBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3YnFGrpqyTI/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072258897865216018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRIl_gSEBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3YnFGrpqyTI/s200/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentosa outing on &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGX_gSD7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/u6Hv7z6cxhI/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072256458323791794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGX_gSD7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/u6Hv7z6cxhI/s200/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRFJfgSD2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/T4YHotn-wOA/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072255109704060770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRFJfgSD2I/AAAAAAAAAOU/T4YHotn-wOA/s200/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday. Initially wanted &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGXPgSD4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/2W7RcfOEgUs/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072256445438889858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGXPgSD4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/2W7RcfOEgUs/s200/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to skip the outing because I was sick. But a promise is&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGXvgSD6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/OWcU_kgvNuM/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072256454028824482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGXvgSD6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/OWcU_kgvNuM/s200/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGW_gSD3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/EREqsfCJRUU/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072256441143922546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRGW_gSD3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/EREqsfCJRUU/s200/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHVfgSD_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/0xPfDpHtLHE/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072257514885746674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHVfgSD_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/0xPfDpHtLHE/s200/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHU_gSD-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/1dyTQ5u3xds/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072257506295812066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHU_gSD-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/1dyTQ5u3xds/s200/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a promise isn't it? Basically we planned to meet at &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHVvgSEAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Sl4a33_mQdE/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072257519180713986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHVvgSEAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Sl4a33_mQdE/s200/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;around 9.30am,&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRFJPgSD1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/MRIBG_w9ARQ/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072255105409093458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRFJPgSD1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/MRIBG_w9ARQ/s200/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I end up meeting them at around 10.30am. Ha &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHUfgSD8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/3bFkECiy5Sw/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072257497705877442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHUfgSD8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/3bFkECiy5Sw/s200/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ha. I was late again.. =P Hmm, The outing end up becoming a "Gay Party". LoLs. All guys and a girl. And all I get in the end was sunburn all over my body. It was basically a fun day though I'm sick. Hee. After the sentosa trip we went over to Vivocit&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRImvgSEEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/N7C22Nn-0tI/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072258910750117954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRImvgSEEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/N7C22Nn-0tI/s200/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y for our lunch cum&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRIm_gSEFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Y_-fIybocLM/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072258915045085266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRIm_gSEFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Y_-fIybocLM/s200/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dinner. ( din-unch? lols..)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRImPgSECI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7lErg_-bTdw/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072258902160183330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRImPgSECI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7lErg_-bTdw/s200/DSC00237.JPG" 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/5927671-9144727364872336995?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/9144727364872336995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/9144727364872336995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/03/sentosa-outing-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RmRHUvgSD9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Qjs8b1XR1Bw/s72-c/DSC00227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6093489500585108134</id><published>2007-06-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:25:15.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8C0_gSDtI/AAAAAAAAANM/DdJ7jXjOOVs/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8C0_gSDtI/AAAAAAAAANM/DdJ7jXjOOVs/s200/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070774814865755858" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8ClvgSDsI/AAAAAAAAANE/J17MaTFCfW8/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8ClvgSDsI/AAAAAAAAANE/J17MaTFCfW8/s200/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070774552872750786" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day booking out with the platoon. This should be the last &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8BsfgSDqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5OmTT-7Rjxs/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8BsfgSDqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5OmTT-7Rjxs/s200/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070773569325239970" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8CIfgSDrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Xm7yFc0Ngh0/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8CIfgSDrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Xm7yFc0Ngh0/s200/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070774050361577138" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;few book outs with them le ba. Kind of miss the life in BMT with the recruits. But still, I'm looking forward to go back to my own unit. After rea&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl7_9_gSDnI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4FO-x2Qkpv4/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl7_9_gSDnI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4FO-x2Qkpv4/s200/DSC00192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070771670949695090" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ching Pasir Ris. I went Macdonald's with Wilson. Ian joined us a while later. He initially wanted to eat&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl7-F_gSDiI/AAAAAAAAAL0/E56xLdd4dTM/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl7-F_gSDiI/AAAAAAAAAL0/E56xLdd4dTM/s200/DSC00210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070769609365392930" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; breakfast but decided to go home instead. So he went back home w/o eating&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8AxfgSDpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/g1ivQbM_m_U/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8AxfgSDpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/g1ivQbM_m_U/s200/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070772555712958098" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Ha ha. After Ian went off, Khairul joined us. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl791vgSDhI/AAAAAAAAALs/vC1yKF-6SZg/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl791vgSDhI/AAAAAAAAALs/vC1yKF-6SZg/s200/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070769330192518674" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As his bus was late. I went home straight after breakfast &amp; took a nap till late afternoon before meeting You Wei &amp;amp; Nicholas. Initially we planned on going IT sh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl7_UfgSDmI/AAAAAAAAAMU/RcBHRiiO8B4/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl7_UfgSDmI/AAAAAAAAAMU/RcBHRiiO8B4/s200/DSC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070770957985123938" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ow but met up @ PS inst&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8AUvgSDoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FaKbud0TqKw/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8AUvgSDoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FaKbud0TqKw/s200/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070772061791719042" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ead. Just because I was late. =X Went Sakae Sushi for "dinner" with You Wei, Nic's friend &amp;amp; Nic's "girl friend". As I've had my very very late lunch earlier on, I didn't really eat much. Went K-Box with You Wei around late evening and had our "Duo Concert" of the night. LoLs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-6093489500585108134?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6093489500585108134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6093489500585108134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/06/started-day-booking-out-with-platoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rl8C0_gSDtI/AAAAAAAAANM/DdJ7jXjOOVs/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-3153363446205838810</id><published>2007-05-26T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T14:16:49.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfPFfgSDbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qnQTm_FzXKY/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfPFfgSDbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qnQTm_FzXKY/s200/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068747598891978162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfO5vgSDaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u8oX3Emw_z0/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfO5vgSDaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u8oX3Emw_z0/s200/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068747397028515234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfOkPgSDZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/2618Lnjd78c/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfOkPgSDZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/2618Lnjd78c/s200/DSC00144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068747027661327762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfOUfgSDYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ht14Ash915Y/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfOUfgSDYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ht14Ash915Y/s200/DSC00146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068746757078388098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfOCPgSDXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Th-VjKkhbbk/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfOCPgSDXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Th-VjKkhbbk/s200/DSC00150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068746443545775474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfN1_gSDWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/iBWFMaJ1t7A/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfN1_gSDWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/iBWFMaJ1t7A/s200/DSC00149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068746233092377954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, apart the twister phenomenon. Monday was the start of the four day field camp for the recruits. I don't why and don't know why, though I keep saying that I giving up on my platoon as I just can't get them to work together and work like a soldier. I didn't really give up on them. In other hands, I keep trying to instill discipline in them by using different kinds of methods. Maybe it's all because this is my last batch. After this batch I'll be back to my own unit. And I felt a kind of sadness which I can't explain it myself. Though I can't wait to go back my own unit. I just can't bear to leave the guys so soon. Six months' not a very long time and it's not short either. Sigh... Oh ya, I'm training the Tug-Of-War team again. This time, I totally have no confidence in the team to get Champion again. But I will just do my best to make it happen. I have not much time left. Just hope that miracle happens and let record hold...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-3153363446205838810?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/3153363446205838810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/3153363446205838810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm-apart-twister-phenomenon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfPFfgSDbI/AAAAAAAAAK8/qnQTm_FzXKY/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6572798395818675121</id><published>2007-05-26T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:45:10.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got to see some rarely seen phenomenon yesterday. Took some pictures of it. It was shown on the news yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH9_gSDSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1-mHZy4JWvM/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH9_gSDSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1-mHZy4JWvM/s200/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739773461564706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the first picture I took. Look at the twister. It's near the control tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH-PgSDTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X4WwnQwqAws/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH-PgSDTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X4WwnQwqAws/s200/DSC00155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739777756532018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now look at the second picture. It's moving away from the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH-fgSDUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/e7jKlE6PPz0/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH-fgSDUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/e7jKlE6PPz0/s200/DSC00156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739782051499330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now it's further from the tower. And I got to shift my position to the right in order to take this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH-vgSDVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/t7kw1dK3ZDc/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH-vgSDVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/t7kw1dK3ZDc/s200/DSC00157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068739786346466642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I took the last picture. The twister slowly dissipates...&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/5927671-6572798395818675121?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6572798395818675121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6572798395818675121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/05/got-to-see-some-rarely-seen-phenomenon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfH9_gSDSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1-mHZy4JWvM/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2414187259312476762</id><published>2007-05-26T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:29:31.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfEefgSDNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HYwUGo6m4_s/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfEefgSDNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HYwUGo6m4_s/s200/DSC00124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068735933760802002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've blogged. And it seems I will type the same old thing every time I stop blogging for a while. Ha ha. Here's the update... My nephew went hospitalized early MAY because of high fever. Found out that the fever was caused by some viral infection. My friend's Mum and Sis was also hospitalized recently due to the same reason and symptoms. My poor nephew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/5927671-2414187259312476762?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2414187259312476762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2414187259312476762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RlfEefgSDNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HYwUGo6m4_s/s72-c/DSC00124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-922198758637516507</id><published>2007-04-15T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T00:01:51.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTwSLu_QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ltwzLv1VaVM/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTwSLu_QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ltwzLv1VaVM/s200/DSC00080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054045664563887362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTuyLu_MI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-TTgBb5N12s/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTuyLu_MI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-TTgBb5N12s/s200/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054045638794083522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTvSLu_NI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9twXsG4W5Bs/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTvSLu_NI/AAAAAAAAAHM/9twXsG4W5Bs/s200/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054045647384018130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTviLu_OI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nLn_y6LOXTc/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTviLu_OI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nLn_y6LOXTc/s200/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054045651678985442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTvyLu_PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vkC83C-mqXU/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTvyLu_PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vkC83C-mqXU/s200/DSC00077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054045655973952754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVyCLu_VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/folrlD9vgJY/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVyCLu_VI/AAAAAAAAAIM/folrlD9vgJY/s200/DSC00081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054047893651914066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First destination of Johore Bahru (JB). Makan! Ha. We went straight to the Stone Grill Restaurant that You Wei had intro us to once we stepped in JB. I had a mixed grill set and a coke. Yummy~ Cheap and nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVwyLu_RI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LtCOOP1xl90/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVwyLu_RI/AAAAAAAAAHs/LtCOOP1xl90/s200/DSC00082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054047872177077522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVxSLu_SI/AAAAAAAAAH0/g5ZYZEjKDuE/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVxSLu_SI/AAAAAAAAAH0/g5ZYZEjKDuE/s200/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054047880767012130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVxiLu_TI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MHFx-SF0aZk/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVxiLu_TI/AAAAAAAAAH8/MHFx-SF0aZk/s200/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054047885061979442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVxyLu_UI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OSoKuDvb9zc/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOVxyLu_UI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OSoKuDvb9zc/s200/DSC00086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054047889356946754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After meal, we went window shopping and settled down at a typical shopping mall coffeshop. Something like our Ya Kun. Lols. Tea break! While we decide our next destination. We had "cham susu". What's that? It's a mixture of tea w/ milk &amp; coffe w/ milk. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW-iLu_WI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vyO6LDXmNQg/s1600-h/me%26cc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW-iLu_WI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vyO6LDXmNQg/s200/me%26cc2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054049207911906658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW-yLu_XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hlfJlhZbGZU/s1600-h/me%26cc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW-yLu_XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hlfJlhZbGZU/s200/me%26cc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054049212206873970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went watching movie at Cathay, Johore Bahru. Ha. RM$10 pre tix. We watched "The Shooter". Nice show though. After movie we went around JB  and found an IT Roadshow. Bought myself a memory stick for my phone. Head straight for dinner @ a particular Japanese restaurant &amp; took a few pics while waiting for available table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW_SLu_YI/AAAAAAAAAIk/bdIlH8rZ108/s1600-h/yw,me%26ys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW_SLu_YI/AAAAAAAAAIk/bdIlH8rZ108/s200/yw,me%26ys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054049220796808578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW_iLu_ZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tmU9kKFEaCw/s1600-h/yw.ys%26cc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOW_iLu_ZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tmU9kKFEaCw/s200/yw.ys%26cc2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054049225091775890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOXACLu_aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oTPu2Eii3Nk/s1600-h/yw,ys%26cc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOXACLu_aI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oTPu2Eii3Nk/s200/yw,ys%26cc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054049233681710498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took more pics while we waiting for our food. Hungry! Ha. But still can't forget to act cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOX4SLu_bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ot5emFNjC20/s1600-h/jap+restaurant+%40+jb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOX4SLu_bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ot5emFNjC20/s200/jap+restaurant+%40+jb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054050200049352114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you see no food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOX4iLu_cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GKBRkA6Gih8/s1600-h/jap+restaurant+%40+jb2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOX4iLu_cI/AAAAAAAAAJE/GKBRkA6Gih8/s200/jap+restaurant+%40+jb2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054050204344319426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ha. Still no food! Yum Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to Singapore after dinner.. Yawns.. So tired.. But ... After we reach Singapore, we went Boat Quay to watch Soccer match while having a few drinks before ending the day..&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/5927671-922198758637516507?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/922198758637516507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/922198758637516507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-destination-of-johore-bahru-jb.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RiOTwSLu_QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ltwzLv1VaVM/s72-c/DSC00080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2712898300096875373</id><published>2007-04-13T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:45:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-LCLu_II/AAAAAAAAAGk/sVo-ZbwT2Bk/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-LCLu_II/AAAAAAAAAGk/sVo-ZbwT2Bk/s200/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052825666218556546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went back to Ngee Ann city in the morning of 12/04, Thurs. Settled all the admin and we went Burger King for breakfast. And I ate 2 set meals! Lols! I was so damn hungry. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-MiLu_JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SO39Du9HcEc/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-MiLu_JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SO39Du9HcEc/s200/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052825691988360338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After eating while at the Burger Kiing, we took more pics for this week's collection. Lols. Above is the acting cute pic with Johnathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-OCLu_KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/k0VBAtMiMXE/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-OCLu_KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/k0VBAtMiMXE/s200/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052825717758164130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went on and took a self pic. Handsome? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh88JyLu_EI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CmUj707PmfY/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh88JyLu_EI/AAAAAAAAAGE/CmUj707PmfY/s200/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052823445720464450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh88OyLu_HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ezTsffOYSc4/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh88OyLu_HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ezTsffOYSc4/s200/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052823531619810418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After breakfast, we went back for the event and our duty finished at 1800++ hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh9ADyLu_LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sxv2BDJpmH4/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh9ADyLu_LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sxv2BDJpmH4/s200/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052827740687760562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to the food court and as we were settling down, I took another pic. LoLs! Eventually I suggested we go to Long Johns' Silver as the food at food court doesn's attract me. Ha. Picky huh..? After meal, played a few hours of LAN game and went Pasir Ris Resort for Jimmy's birthday party. stayed on till 0600++ hours before taking a cabby home. =)&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/5927671-2712898300096875373?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2712898300096875373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2712898300096875373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-back-to-ngee-ann-city-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8-LCLu_II/AAAAAAAAAGk/sVo-ZbwT2Bk/s72-c/DSC00050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2595311827491524252</id><published>2007-04-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:09:48.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been quite a busy week. Went to Ngee Ann City for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NS40&lt;/span&gt; event prep on Wednesday. It's totally a waste of time over there. As usual, we rush to wait and we wait to rush. Wasted whole day waiting at Ngee Ann city. Can you imagine the total time that we are actually doing something is less than 1 hours? And some things which we did I think is redundant. But no choice, this is an organization. We got to do, we got to do... Most of the time I'll complain, comment and feedback. But eventually I'll still do what I'm supposed to do. No choice, who ask me go sign on the dotted line? Whereas  I got to follow what the organization says. Lols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x7yLu_AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hxOVEvxVGDc/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x7yLu_AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hxOVEvxVGDc/s200/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052812210086018050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x9SLu_BI/AAAAAAAAAFs/eRyJRx1e6Gg/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x9SLu_BI/AAAAAAAAAFs/eRyJRx1e6Gg/s200/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052812235855821842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the waiting time, we went walking around orchard but still near Ngee Ann city, because we'll be called back to help out anytime. We went playing pool at Lucky Plaza and as we are on the way down the escalator I took a few pics. Ha. So cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x-yLu_CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wisjwY9BWPw/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x-yLu_CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wisjwY9BWPw/s200/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052812261625625634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8yAiLu_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ke94PnIjPVw/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8yAiLu_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ke94PnIjPVw/s200/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052812291690396722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took some pics out of boredom while waiting at Ngee Ann city entrance.&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/5927671-2595311827491524252?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2595311827491524252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2595311827491524252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/date-1304-been-quite-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rh8x7yLu_AI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hxOVEvxVGDc/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-2111413502543445253</id><published>2007-04-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:02:31.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj04pohRNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Xpy5MzK-Q8/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj04pohRNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Xpy5MzK-Q8/s320/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051056236181669074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj045ohROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UvIsu_sgqWc/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj045ohROI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UvIsu_sgqWc/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051056240476636386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj05JohRPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9hhJYuWu26s/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj05JohRPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9hhJYuWu26s/s320/DSC00009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051056244771603698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj05pohRQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zWO4bGPi1OM/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj05pohRQI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zWO4bGPi1OM/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051056253361538306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoLs! Shag night 060407.. Basically we did everything. Played pool, billiard, LAN game, eat, drink, walk everywhere. Ha... stayed till morning..&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/5927671-2111413502543445253?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2111413502543445253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/2111413502543445253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/lols-shag-night-060407.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhj04pohRNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Xpy5MzK-Q8/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-5035329298190896206</id><published>2007-04-08T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:51:32.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RhjytpohRKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/mVBg4kZUt44/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RhjytpohRKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/mVBg4kZUt44/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051053848179852450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhjyt5ohRLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1HPdEKxsPTY/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rhjyt5ohRLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/1HPdEKxsPTY/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051053852474819762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RhjyuJohRMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3Qb3JMDM4xo/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RhjyuJohRMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3Qb3JMDM4xo/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051053856769787074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night at dbl O with Naz.. The girl in the pic? Sherlene.. Just know her that night.. =P&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/5927671-5035329298190896206?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5035329298190896206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/5035329298190896206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-at-dbl-o-with-naz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RhjytpohRKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/mVBg4kZUt44/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-603057311684402850</id><published>2007-04-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:25:34.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“万物变幻莫测，情感捉摸不定。爱你的心却是永生不变。 ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;因为思恋所以相见，但却因为相见所以心碎。只因彼此相爱却只能若无其事地面对。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最爱的人却不是你的爱人，但又是最深爱你的人。这种耐人寻味的关系只有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;痛苦&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;才能够形容。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5927671-603057311684402850?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/603057311684402850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/603057311684402850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-6393081627199730427</id><published>2007-04-01T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:11:20.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rg-TGsaw0vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/94llBs9XnY0/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rg-TGsaw0vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/94llBs9XnY0/s320/DSC00241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048415450517525234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rg-THMaw0wI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bd0UQQMoX6o/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rg-THMaw0wI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bd0UQQMoX6o/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048415459107459842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. Don't ask me why I have "Fu Lu Shou" ( three chinese deities) in my room if you ever come to my house. My grandma gave it to me today. The story behind why she bought it for me? It all began when my grandma &amp;amp; my mum went to a particular fortune teller. They were told to get me a "Fu Lu Shou" for good luck. Ha. So cute of them. They actually went to a fortune teller for me. LoLs. And my grandma took the effort to buy "Fu Lu Shou". Oh my god. Ha. Oh ya, the above are pics of my grandma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-6393081627199730427?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6393081627199730427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/6393081627199730427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/04/ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/Rg-TGsaw0vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/94llBs9XnY0/s72-c/DSC00241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-7377630165417243010</id><published>2007-03-30T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:37:11.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So long since I blogged. Below are the updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;13 Dec 06: Celebrated my birthday @ pub "Immune", Boat Quay. Was damn drunk but luckily not dead drunk. Lols!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;08 Jan 07: Was attached to P.Tekong as BMTC instructor for a duration of 6 months.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;13 Mar 07: The first batch of recruits I took passed out. POP loh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And below are the happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: 27 Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was attached to P.Tekong, I've never tried taking a bus to book in before. 27th Mar, the first time I took bus to book in. Ha. My "virgin"..! The main purpose the whole company was called back was "Area Cleaning". So lame right? Ha. But no choice la. There's a standby area by the Commanding Officer (CO) on Fri, 30 Mar. Played basketball for a while after I'm done with the area cleaning. Afternoon went Plaza Singapura for lunch at KFC with ChoonGuan, WeiYen &amp; Jonathon Phang. Lols. Shared a buddy meal &amp;amp; zinger meal with ChoonGuan. After the meal, I went to MDIS and registered for my studies. Yes.. After such a long time I finally registered for studies. I took up Diploma in Information Technology. It's an evening class. Details will be updated again. Went to ParkLane after that for LAN gaming session. Ha. Played "Company of Heroes". The graphics and stuffs are so realistic. I got hooked up and played till 6 plus in the evening. =P Went home and surfed net a little while before booking in camp again as I've got duty the next day morning. Hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: 29 Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;XinLing, a very interesting and attractive girl. She got her own unique point of views for things and no mater what I just can't out talk her. Ha. Met up with her at 8.45pm Plaza Singapura for movie. We walked around and chatted while waiting for the movie, "&lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/moviedetails_7271.htm"&gt;Because I said so&lt;/a&gt;" which starts at 9.10pm. Really enjoyed the show and the short night with her. Ha. =P She went home after the movie at 11plus. After walking her to MRT station, I went to look for Nas at MOS. Halfway through I got bored and went alone to  "Blue Blazze", Boat Quay for a drink. Saw MeiYun's Ex-boyfriend at the pub. He was alone too. So I joined him drinking. Went back MOS to find Nas again after the pub is closed &amp; went home after MOS closed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple words, simple sentence. though you didn't spell it out. I get what you mean.&lt;/span&gt;"&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/5927671-7377630165417243010?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7377630165417243010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/7377630165417243010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-long-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-366272920289878346</id><published>2007-03-25T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:55:29.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUQlpS3I/AAAAAAAAADs/z1tnBnWP8Yk/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045705387402677106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUQlpS3I/AAAAAAAAADs/z1tnBnWP8Yk/s320/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUglpS4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/E84fWAIIlgY/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045705391697644418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUglpS4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/E84fWAIIlgY/s320/DSC00446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUwlpS5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yj3HRr0wB-I/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045705395992611730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUwlpS5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/yj3HRr0wB-I/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyVAlpS6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Fh7y0ELCgJs/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045705400287579042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyVAlpS6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Fh7y0ELCgJs/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyVQlpS7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/PqpBup5gxgQ/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045705404582546354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyVQlpS7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/PqpBup5gxgQ/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Night @ St. James&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-366272920289878346?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/366272920289878346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/366272920289878346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/03/night-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXyUQlpS3I/AAAAAAAAADs/z1tnBnWP8Yk/s72-c/DSC00448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-4550550854716722841</id><published>2007-03-25T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:50:15.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXxUglpS1I/AAAAAAAAADc/ytiIMBIMnB8/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045704292186016594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXxUglpS1I/AAAAAAAAADc/ytiIMBIMnB8/s320/DSC00438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXxUwlpS2I/AAAAAAAAADk/nLwkoYPlYMU/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045704296480983906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXxUwlpS2I/AAAAAAAAADk/nLwkoYPlYMU/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw7wlpSwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/riapFVlFs3Q/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045703866984254210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw7wlpSwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/riapFVlFs3Q/s320/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw8QlpSxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pp65BfJUb7g/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045703875574188818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw8QlpSxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pp65BfJUb7g/s320/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw8glpSyI/AAAAAAAAADE/D3OKRVXpt2k/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045703879869156130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw8glpSyI/AAAAAAAAADE/D3OKRVXpt2k/s320/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw8wlpSzI/AAAAAAAAADM/kDMsyiMD5vU/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045703884164123442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw8wlpSzI/AAAAAAAAADM/kDMsyiMD5vU/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw9AlpS0I/AAAAAAAAADU/BnzzOjWqVZI/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045703888459090754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXw9AlpS0I/AAAAAAAAADU/BnzzOjWqVZI/s320/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvaglpSmI/AAAAAAAAABk/-QW9swF3FYw/s1600-h/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045702196241975906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvaglpSmI/AAAAAAAAABk/-QW9swF3FYw/s320/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvawlpSnI/AAAAAAAAABs/_VbPHjDWZvc/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045702200536943218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvawlpSnI/AAAAAAAAABs/_VbPHjDWZvc/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvbAlpSoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DbrpzwDt3BU/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045702204831910530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvbAlpSoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DbrpzwDt3BU/s320/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvbQlpSpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YohbbfRjsMc/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045702209126877842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvbQlpSpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YohbbfRjsMc/s320/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvbglpSqI/AAAAAAAAACE/PhNwx-IWy_A/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045702213421845154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXvbglpSqI/AAAAAAAAACE/PhNwx-IWy_A/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picnic @ Changi Beach with Sharifah, my sec school buddy. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5927671-4550550854716722841?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4550550854716722841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/4550550854716722841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/03/picnic-changi-beach-with-sharifah-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXxUglpS1I/AAAAAAAAADc/ytiIMBIMnB8/s72-c/DSC00438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-65894263695557740</id><published>2007-03-25T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:37:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXuKglpSlI/AAAAAAAAABc/JDsi5fMclL4/s1600-h/DSC00320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045700821852441170" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXrhglpSeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NjKzw2NU7LA/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXrhwlpSfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/N4wdKVtAiyA/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045697922749516274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXrhwlpSfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/N4wdKVtAiyA/s320/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey.. Been a long time since I posted. I will post some pics for updates... The above pics are taken on CNY night @ SHIN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5927671-65894263695557740?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/65894263695557740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/65894263695557740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_bOGPH5-M/RgXuKglpSlI/AAAAAAAAABc/JDsi5fMclL4/s72-c/DSC00320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115935726800089486</id><published>2006-09-27T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:49:11.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;第一次遇见，觉得很特别。&lt;br /&gt;再一次碰面，就感到喜悦。&lt;br /&gt;第三次相逢，成了朋友。&lt;br /&gt;虽然有一种说不出的感觉，我仍然坚决 ... ... 只做朋友 。&lt;br /&gt;因为我知道，我的心已死了。&lt;br /&gt;那感觉非情感而生。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115935726800089486?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115935726800089486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115935726800089486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115932487345449354</id><published>2006-09-27T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:48:57.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;思念，想念，怀念。淡爱，深爱，仍爱。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115932487345449354?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115932487345449354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115932487345449354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115858769887170373</id><published>2006-09-18T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:54:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things happens in life. Be it good or bad. It just happens. That's why "shyt happens"... Sigh... I'm tired, tired of everything. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事隔多年，仍然不变。&lt;br /&gt;情感受创，留深伤疤。&lt;br /&gt;长年酗酒，自甘堕落。 &lt;br /&gt;累人累己，已成负担。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115858769887170373?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115858769887170373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115858769887170373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-happens-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115529596254287942</id><published>2006-08-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:32:42.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00331.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00331.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00332.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00332.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00333.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00333.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family at NDP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;09 August 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5927671-115529596254287942?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115529596254287942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115529596254287942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-family-at-ndp.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115529553721001495</id><published>2006-08-11T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:25:37.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00332.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00333.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00331.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Post NDP program at MOMOS. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115529553721001495?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115529553721001495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115529553721001495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-ndp-program-at-momos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115529524208552590</id><published>2006-08-11T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:20:42.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00326.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00326.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00325.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00325.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00329.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00329.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00330.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00330.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00328.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00328.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00320.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00320.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00321.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00321.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00323.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00323.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pics taken at actual NDP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;09 August 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115529524208552590?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115529524208552590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115529524208552590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/08/pics-taken-at-actual-ndp.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115521979400318861</id><published>2006-08-10T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:11:11.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/IMG_1999.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/IMG_1999.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/IMG_1997.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/IMG_1997.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/IMG_1996.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/IMG_1996.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/IMG_1998.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/IMG_1998.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heh. "Acting cool" pics taken at NDP preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5927671-115521979400318861?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115521979400318861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115521979400318861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/08/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115367105891282574</id><published>2006-07-24T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:10:58.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00303.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00303.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00305.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00305.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00304.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00304.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00306.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00306.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115367105891282574?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115367105891282574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115367105891282574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115367063835791864</id><published>2006-07-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:03:58.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00308.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00308.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00311.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00311.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00309.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00309.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00310.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00310.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00307.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00307.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00315.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00315.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00313.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00313.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00312.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00312.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00314.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00314.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gathering Pics. 230706.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5927671-115367063835791864?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115367063835791864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115367063835791864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/07/gathering-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115314297699864860</id><published>2006-07-17T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:31:11.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;遗憾悠然在，烦恼如流水。&lt;br /&gt;心情无法复， 独自来应对。&lt;br /&gt;一心对友人，背叛刻满脸。&lt;br /&gt;利用价值在，满嘴兄弟称。&lt;br /&gt;情感两个字，不在字典里。&lt;br /&gt;感情留伤疤，仍在留着泪。&lt;br /&gt;爱恨难分辨，最佳远离它。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5927671-115314297699864860?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115314297699864860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115314297699864860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-115176788036409922</id><published>2006-07-01T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:31:20.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clement's wedding on 5th of June 06 &amp; took these pics. LoLs. It's the first time I attended a friend's wedding. Most of the wedding I've been to are either relatives or relative's friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-115176788036409922?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115176788036409922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/115176788036409922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-to-clements-wedding-on-5th-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114864029605569387</id><published>2006-05-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T18:44:56.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/25_05_06_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/25_05_06_1518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha. Recently attached to the Guards reservist for exercise. One of the guys took this pic of me. LoLs. I looked so tired.&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/5927671-114864029605569387?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114864029605569387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114864029605569387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114819267853605763</id><published>2006-05-21T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T19:52:54.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>外表看似坚强，内心脆弱无比。这句话用来形容我真是恰当无比。多年来的内心挣扎与所承受的巨大压力，突然又浮现在我脑海里纠缠着我。知道自己已到了将近崩溃的地步，却还是逼自己咬紧牙根地撑下去。为了不引起无畏担心，只好顶着一鼎有如几万公吨的笑脸面具面对亲戚与朋友。搞到自己苦不堪言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事隔三年有余了，思恋的心却没有随着时间而慢慢淡化。反而随着时间的流逝与日俱增。本以为可以利用所谓的爱情冲淡思恋已故的心。但万万也想不到，一切也只不过是在内心深处留下一道难以复合的伤疤。爱情只不过是一种伤人的游戏，让人当做借口互相伤害。自小家境虽然不是很富裕，但还算是过得不错。父亲时常在周末驾着车带一家大小到餐馆或酒楼吃点心，等等。不愁吃，不愁穿。没钱就相父母讨。独自在家肚子饿了，打通电话给父亲便有吃的送上门。想吃什么就有什么。幸福吧？哈！如今却要为三餐烦恼，为钱而担忧。这就是先甜后苦啊！今时不如往日，父亲已不在了。一切都已过去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如今母亲患病，身为儿子的我似乎也帮不上什么。来临的6月1日母亲就要动手术了。日子一天天地逼进，不知母亲的心情又如何。我也不想去问她，以免提醒了让她担忧。真的希望一切都能顺顺利利，一帆风顺。平安地度过这次的难关。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-114819267853605763?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114819267853605763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114819267853605763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/61.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114809601969438849</id><published>2006-05-20T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T11:33:39.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;一心改过，谁能无错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 重重困难，令人为难 。&lt;br /&gt;没法接受，无法承受。&lt;br /&gt;堕落到此，沉迷于此。&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/5927671-114809601969438849?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114809601969438849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114809601969438849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114804722660410219</id><published>2006-05-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:00:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup, I'm sick again. LoLs. Went to report sick this time and got MC for today. Slept throughout the afternoon after taking medicine. Hmm, this week quite tiring ba. Almost everyday in the week been doing PT &amp;amp; run in the morning and afternoon. Sigh.. Luckily got swim yesterday afternoon to recover the muscles. Hah. Think gotta stop here lah. Too sick to carry on blogging liaos. Ciao! Anyway, the pics nice? LoLs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-114804722660410219?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114804722660410219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114804722660410219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/yup-im-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114804636059577524</id><published>2006-05-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T11:44:42.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the pics I mentioned from previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Esther a.k.a Yeye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gina the "Ah song" with the funny face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esther "kisss"... ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, Christina... Can you see I'm wearing specs? nice ma? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-114804636059577524?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114804636059577524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114804636059577524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-are-pics-i-mentioned-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114761377902844842</id><published>2006-05-14T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:37:20.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update! Update! Update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoLs. Following is my update(s) / plan(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;From previous post: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Attaching out to be enemy from 8th to 10th of May. Location: Tekong." In the end I didn't go. It was cancelled last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Decided not to go register for bike lessons this month because of tight budget. The stupid income tax I have to pay made me tight on budget. LoLs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now planning what to do after ORD &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Operational Ready Date)&lt;/span&gt;. Paving my path(s) now. LoLs. Will give more details next time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wanted to collect my spectacles this afternoon. In the end, because I can't make it to the shop before closing time. The spectacles shop's lady boss sent it to my block. LoLs. Pai seh... She live at bedok area ma. Hahs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took some new pictures. Interested can check out at friendsters. Will upload some pics here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Think i better go liao. Rushing off. Going back camp...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-114761377902844842?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114761377902844842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114761377902844842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-update-update-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114684477363454429</id><published>2006-05-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T00:02:11.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;“万物变幻莫测，情感捉摸不定。爱你的心却是永生不变。 ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;因为思恋所以相见，但却因为相见所以心碎。只因彼此相爱却只能若无其事地面对。&lt;br /&gt;你最爱的人却不是你的爱人，但又是最深爱你的人。这种耐人寻味的关系只有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;痛苦&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;才能够形容。&lt;/span&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/5927671-114684477363454429?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114684477363454429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114684477363454429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114673614951817300</id><published>2006-05-04T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:00:05.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Backie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. Been feeling unwell these 2 weeks. Keep having flu! The "Panadol Cold Relief" I've been consuming like no effect to me liao. Sigh~ See the medicine also scared. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Dying liaos..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, here's the updates on previous and upcoming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Past&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleared my 1st IPPT "Gold" award for this work year. Still got one more to go at the end of year. We are required to clear 2 times IPPT each work year. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(IPPT = Individual Physical Proficiency Test)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Promoted to the rank of CPL with effect of 1st of April. The max rank I'll get for the contract I signed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Attached out to be enemy for another company from 25th to 28th of April. Location: Lim Chu Kang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My buddy Edwin flew off to Taiwan on 28th of April, around 4.30am for work. Duration: 1 year. Can't send him off as I've got COS duty. Kind of miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Upcoming&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Attaching out to be enemy from 8th to 10th of May. Location: Tekong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Involving in NDP performance this year. Rehearsals starts 2 weeks later. Should be starting on 22nd of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mum's operation on 1st of June. Hope I can get my leave approved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End of Sept, Shan flying off to England for further studies. Maybe she won't be coming back if she finds a job there after her studies. Sigh... I'll miss her alot...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-114673614951817300?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114673614951817300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114673614951817300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/05/backie-hais.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-114095421550801049</id><published>2006-02-26T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:43:36.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. I know it's been a long time since I blog. I apologise ok? Sorry. Lols. Ok... Here's the update on my upcoming events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2NTM 1 week standby (28th Feb - 7th March)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Platoon Training at P.Tekong (13 March - 18 March) (To be confirmed...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2NTM 2 week standby (21st March - 4th April)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Janice... I'm so sorry. I can't make it to your birthday as my schedule is packed. Sorry. So I'm here to wish you a very early happy birthday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the rest... I'm still contactable by my handphone. Anything just contact me. Only thing is I won't be able to go out during the  above mentioned dates. Take care my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-114095421550801049?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114095421550801049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/114095421550801049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113983857660716306</id><published>2006-02-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:49:36.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reasons of why ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why I'm sians?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be a tiring day. LoLs. Morning got to go for a 4km run in &lt;em&gt;"vest slag" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(army long pants with boots.. anyway, not sure of the spelling "slag") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and bullet-proof vest. So sianz. Think I'll be very very tired after that. LoLs. But don't think our CSM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(company sgt major) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;will let us rest so peacefully after that. Hah. We'll see... And the more sianz thingy is the dates for standby has been confirmed. It's around end of this month. Argh! Dammit! So Sianz!&lt;/span&gt; And I keep kenna arrowed for "sai gang&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" (shit work).&lt;/span&gt; Why?! Do I look like a target board?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why I'm happy?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday before i go out with Chong and my friends to play Dota, I passed my mum cash to buy 4D for me. LoLs. I won starter! Buy small small nia. But the winnings just enough for my bills and the extra expenses this month! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wireless router and 512mb memory stick) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, it's already good enough for me. LoLs. At least it covers my expenses. And got to give my mum a portion of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I still owe her money. LoLs!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Before that, I was still thinking of how to make it through this month with all the expenses so high and so little to spare. Now I can make it through this month with a little less tight budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A mixture of feelings..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113983857660716306?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113983857660716306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113983857660716306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/02/reasons-of-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113974949793010587</id><published>2006-02-12T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:37:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The above pics are taken from my used ADSL Ethernet Bridge Modem. I bought it at around $80 to $100. Can't really remember how much. Now i'm selling it at $39.90. Modem in good working condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADSL Modem x 01&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AC Adapter x 01&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ethernet Cable x 01&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DSL Filter x 01&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Installation CD x 01&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Installation Guide x 01&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Interested can contact me at 97628551 (SMS only) or email me at jasmond_wong[at]yahoo.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113974949793010587?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113974949793010587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113974949793010587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/02/above-pics-are-taken-from-my-used-adsl.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113955232065475438</id><published>2006-02-10T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:23:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lols. Pics taken on my grandma's birthday on 04-Feb-06. Not much pics taken. Cause i lazy. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113955232065475438?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113955232065475438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113955232065475438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/02/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113903148190351982</id><published>2006-02-04T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T13:38:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hei Hey~ Went for gathering dinner yesterday evening. LoL. There's Wei &amp; his gf, Min, Chong, Sheng &amp; of course me. Hah. We ate steamboat at Bugis. LoL. It was a long dinner. After dinner we went to play LAN game. So fun. LoL. Went back home soon after. Hah. Going to my grandma's birthday later. Hah. I don't even know exactly how old she is this year. LoL. K la. Thats all. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113903148190351982?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113903148190351982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113903148190351982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/02/hei-hey-went-for-gathering-dinner_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113888586429054986</id><published>2006-02-02T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T21:11:04.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much to post. Hmm, went Wei's house to play mahjong on Tues. Won $$$. Not much actually. But rarely will win money. LoL. Yesterday wanted to buy 4D but in the end didn't buy. Cause it was too late. When I recalled that I wanna buy 4D it was already 5.40pm. LoL. The numbers didn't come out anyway. Haha. Stayed home these 2 days. So freaking bored. Hais. Tomorrow meeting Sheng, Wei &amp; Chong for dinner. We so long never meet up le. LoL. I mean all 4 of us together. Sheng always not free or uncontactable. Always left me, Chong &amp; Wei. LoL. Still planning what to do tomorrow after dinner. Btw, I'm really bored!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113888586429054986?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113888586429054986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113888586429054986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/02/nothing-much-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113852100609491569</id><published>2006-01-29T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T16:04:03.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00187.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00187.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me back! Lol. And here's 2 more new pics. Seems like i can't feel this year's CNY mood. Haha. Even my angbao for the 1st day is half what it used to be (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NOT the amount of money. But the number of ang baos&lt;/span&gt;). So sianz. Now only ard 3.45pm and i've reached home after "pai nian". LoL. Here i'm writing blog to kill time. Hais. Anyway again, wishing everyone reading my blog a very very very happy CNY. Ciao~ &lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;新年时分已来到，过年气氛却未到。&lt;br /&gt;初一拜年感觉到，新年气氛没有到。&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113852100609491569?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113852100609491569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113852100609491569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/01/me-back-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113837828051493450</id><published>2006-01-27T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T00:11:20.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00151.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00151.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00188.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00188.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00132.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00132.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00123.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00123.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. i bo liao, so took these pics. LoL! ugly right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113837828051493450?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113837828051493450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113837828051493450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113829590583612638</id><published>2006-01-27T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:48:08.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss hearing you say, "I hate you!". At least I know you won't forget me this way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113829590583612638?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113829590583612638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113829590583612638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-miss-hearing-you-say-i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113817748488843991</id><published>2006-01-25T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:24:44.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muahah! Back to post. LoL juz came back from outfield training this morning 2+am almost 3am. So tired! Such a long time never go outfield le. Go outfield low morale. LoL. Slept at almost 4am after cleaning up the stores &amp;amp; self wash up. LoL. Almost can't wake up for roll calll in the morning. After lunch I was asked by my Pc to clear half day off. LoL. So happy. So right here. Right now. I'm writing this post. LoL. Tired~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113817748488843991?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113817748488843991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113817748488843991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/01/muahah-back-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113789953106682949</id><published>2006-01-22T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:12:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Sunday. Start of another new week &amp;amp; Chinese New Year is coming! Looking forward for the reunion dinner. LoL. All the "山珍海味" on the table. Eating steamboat. Muahaha. Shiok! Plus i still get to receive Ang Baos! LoL. 6 more days to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113789953106682949?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113789953106682949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113789953106682949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-is-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113767455288951956</id><published>2006-01-19T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:42:32.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/DSC00109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/DSC00109.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoyoyo! finally back huh? lol. so so so so so so so so so so so much things had happened. i cant wait to say it all... anyway, the coin medal nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113767455288951956?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113767455288951956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113767455288951956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2006/01/yoyoyo-finally-back-huh-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-113168849198415403</id><published>2005-11-11T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T13:54:52.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Nic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Nic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Shirley%20act%20cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Shirley%20act%20cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Esther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Esther.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Sharon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Sharon1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Kelly%26me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Kelly%26me2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Iman%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Iman%26me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Esther%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Esther%26me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/1600/Me%26sharon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5713/253/320/Me%26sharon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back at least for a post. hah. here are my pics to entertain you all. will be back blogging soon... take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-113168849198415403?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113168849198415403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/113168849198415403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back-at-least-for-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-111138532384160866</id><published>2005-03-21T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:08:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who maintain this blog is dead. No longer in existance. A clone of him will reappear to maintain &amp; continue his undone business. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From,&lt;br /&gt;*Dead* Jasmond *Dead*&lt;br /&gt;(Waiting for reborn / reform........)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-111138532384160866?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/111138532384160866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/111138532384160866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2005/03/dear-all-person-who-maintain-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-111138514775768547</id><published>2005-03-21T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:05:47.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a Quiz for You on QuizYourFriends.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK on the link below or PASTE it into your browser.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050321005846-930811&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-111138514775768547?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/111138514775768547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/111138514775768547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-made-quiz-for-you-on-quizyourfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110447372076916996</id><published>2004-12-31T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T14:17:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/jasmond_wong/quake.JPG"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110447372076916996?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110447372076916996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110447372076916996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_110447372076916996.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110442720007842219</id><published>2004-12-31T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T01:20:00.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我觉得真的我是无法再现了。因为我早已迷失了自我。不知道什么时候开始我就已经不再是从前的自己了。我恨透了自己现在的生活，也恨透了自己选择的路。但我也没办法让自己走回自己要走的路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“面具无法除。心锁无法开。真我何时现? ”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天天提防人的日子不好受。把伤悲往肚子里吞，不让任何人知道更不好受。 只有一个字能形容，那就是“累”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“痛苦之声藏心底，面戴笑容掩饰痛。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;酒醉显示自懦弱，假装坚强易识破。”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;借酒消愁，抽烟减压。等等方法都试过了。这些也不过是短暂的解脱，只能治标不能治本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“万箭刺心痛，伤心也无用。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤口无法复，潦倒过一生。”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近我时常喝酒。在圣诞那晚，我喝了好多好多。我记得在醉酒的过程我哭了，而且哭的好惨。 酒醒之后，我想了好多好多。也看透了好多好多。发现自己好空虚，好像就快崩溃似的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“世間萬物有如夢，美夢惡夢傷心夢。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛苦一世突喚醒，發現一切是虛空。”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父亲的影子一直都在我脑海里没有消失过。我好想好想他。但，他已不在人世。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“父恩難忘，父情難了. 父親教導牢記心。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無法接受，無法承受. 一切都已成事實。”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我恨我自己没有尽到做儿子应该尽的本分。我心好难受。 后悔当初。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“父健在，不珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;父不在，才後悔。”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我对这世间的，人•事•物，感到非常厌倦。 我是真的看透了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“世间苦，人逃避。&lt;br /&gt;世间乐，人沉迷。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世间爱，人痛哭。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世间恨，人遗忘。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世间情，人执著。”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110442720007842219?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110442720007842219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110442720007842219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_110442720007842219.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110442266646371109</id><published>2004-12-31T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:04:26.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;自作孽，自承受。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人作孽，由他受。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110442266646371109?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110442266646371109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110442266646371109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110442262066427547</id><published>2004-12-30T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:34:40.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a fool to let my guard down. The people are still as bad as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;One can trust &amp; depend on no one but oneself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110442262066427547?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110442262066427547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110442262066427547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-fool-to-let-my-guard-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110433963478581570</id><published>2004-12-30T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T23:55:20.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;痛苦之声藏心底，面戴笑容掩饰痛。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;酒醉显示自懦弱，假装坚强易识破。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110433963478581570?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110433963478581570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110433963478581570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110433924672871745</id><published>2004-12-30T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:54:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;一生爱你一个&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你 我最清楚这感觉 &lt;br /&gt;从前你是你 从前我是我 &lt;br /&gt;现在纵使不清楚 我最爱你甚么 &lt;br /&gt;寻觅你 留住你 全凭直觉 &lt;br /&gt;其实我真的相信 爱情的直觉 &lt;br /&gt;从前寻遍这天边海角 &lt;br /&gt;不经意等到 心中爱情主角 &lt;br /&gt;爱你一个 像是浪漫爱歌 &lt;br /&gt;想你一生也爱我一个 &lt;br /&gt;想你心意属我 &lt;br /&gt;期望你跟我 长路也走过 &lt;br /&gt;Wooh... Wooh.... &lt;br /&gt;准我一生也爱你一个 准我相信直觉 &lt;br /&gt;请将一生的幸福也付托给我 &lt;br /&gt;常在你心里 爱著我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110433924672871745?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110433924672871745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110433924672871745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/wooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110388232238468992</id><published>2004-12-24T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T17:58:42.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! I'm having my break from now till 2nd January 2005. From the date mentioned my 5 month's course will start. Though I've been enjoying life all these while before my holiday, but I'm not really happy deep from my heart. I need happiness that comes from the heart &amp; not superficial happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;伤心欲绝，情已断。&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自欺欺人，心难愈。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110388232238468992?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110388232238468992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110388232238468992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/yes-im-having-my-break-from-now-till.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110225247725684350</id><published>2004-12-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T21:14:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a great change for me recently. i don't like the way i'm now. am i &lt;strong&gt;forced&lt;/strong&gt; to change with the situation or did i &lt;strong&gt;choose&lt;/strong&gt; to change with it? this is not the lifestyle i want. u may not know what i'm talking about, but i just don't wish to elaborate more. i just hope things would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"i'm lost in the world of illusions, without the strength to get out."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110225247725684350?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110225247725684350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110225247725684350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-been-great-change-for-me-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110191767641972380</id><published>2004-12-02T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T00:14:36.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我突然好想好想爸。不知道为什么眼泪一直在流，内心深处有一种很酸很酸的感觉，这可能就是所谓的心痛吧。压抑已久的思恋与遗憾就在不知不觉中爆发出来。好难受。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110191767641972380?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110191767641972380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110191767641972380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110164171969058425</id><published>2004-11-28T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T19:47:50.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup. I've changed my blog. Though blog has changed but I still can't blog everyday! Haha. The most i can do is every week. yes, one post per week. Alot of things to write, so I think I'll just briefly write out. Monday till Friday noon I was at tekong. Went out with cc &amp; yw on firday evening till midnight. Had dinner with cc at pasta maniac &amp; saw Ines Went play billiard with cc while waiting for yw to knock off from work. Then we went play lan. LoLs. Hmm, met up with xm to watch movie, "The Incredibles". It was so damn nice. Haha. After that we went to scout present for Sharon. Decided to buy something from borders, but not sure what type of books to buy. So I bought a gift card (sort of gift vouchers) as the present &amp; bought a birthday card at taka. After sending xm to the bus stop in the evening, I went to the BK just opposite somerset mrt. Sat there &amp; listened to mp3s which is in my phone. Haha. After meeting up with Sharon &amp; handed her the present, I went to mos burger which also is opposite somerset mrt &amp; listened to my mp3s again. Haha. In the end I cancelled all "appoinments" and sat there for almost two and a half hour listening to mp3s. Lols. Don't ask me why, I just don't feel like going anywhere. Don't know why. Haha. Went home after that &amp; online till 1am plus. Hais. What a boring day except for the movie part. Haha. Think I got to end here. My post is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;p/s: the following people please take note. sharon, happy birthday! xm, thanks for accompanying me on sat. bj, i'm glad you are handling it well. i know what you are going through. i've been through it. please be strong. ines, i'm glad you've grown. pls take care. serina, sorry i've made you feel that way. i just need some quiet time. candice, pls take care. sorry but i must disagree with you. each and single person is unique. what you saw are just the minority of the people.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110164171969058425?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110164171969058425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110164171969058425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/11/yup.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110093803499759306</id><published>2004-11-20T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T16:08:05.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>人生波折重重，起起落落。凡是都要看开一点，不要太执著。不是吗? 做人嘛，就是要开心。对吗？虽然很多事情不是想象中那么简单. 也没有想象中那么容易解决。 但是只要能够看破与放下，事情就没有那么烦了。我说了那么多，似乎什么都做不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戴着面具的日子好难过。负担越来越沉重，我快喘不过气了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“世间烦恼多，一生烦不尽。”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110093803499759306?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110093803499759306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110093803499759306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-110027796789138626</id><published>2004-11-13T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T00:46:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"烦恼随风去, 万事无绝对. 人生经历多, 智慧倍增加"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: thanks all for giving me advice &amp;amp; support. I really appreciate it. Thanks.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-110027796789138626?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110027796789138626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/110027796789138626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-109982441867978560</id><published>2004-11-07T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T18:46:58.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my. . .too much negative things happen around me. Damn... Why do I still take my time my effort trying to console someone when I'm down myself? Because I'm nosey? No!!! All because I  care!!! But it seems I'm not appreciated. Clear pictures of the happenings around me begin to appear. Things are getting clearer &amp;amp; clearer. But I don't wanna know so much!!! It will only add on to my burden. But what can I do..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-109982441867978560?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/109982441867978560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/109982441867978560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-109975944688918902</id><published>2004-11-06T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T00:44:06.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah, I'm different. I've changed. So what? Who cares? I don't even care so why bother so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I have my own problems &amp; I want to solve it myself. I don't need sympathies. I don't need listening ears. I just need a shoulder to lean on. A shoulder for me to cry. I just need someone who listens from the heart..! Yes, I will be told that there's still god. And yes, I believe in god but religious form of relieves are of not much help for me. I'm just a damned idiot whom now is far away from god, far away from devil or whatever shit... I'm in isolation. I chose to isolate myself &amp; I chose to be damned. I deserve what I'm going through now. My world is in chaos &amp;amp; everything is not right. Isolation seems to be the best option for me because it gives me the silence I want. It provides me the right mood to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my dad badly.&lt;/em&gt; How come the feeling is getting stronger each day? Time will heal...doesn't it? It doesn't seem so. I've not done my duty as a son. &lt;em&gt;I hate myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-109975944688918902?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/109975944688918902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/109975944688918902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/11/yeah-im-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5927671.post-109860197580147064</id><published>2004-10-24T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T15:19:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life at the moment...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some things are best not known. Some things are best not told. Some things are best not done. And some things are best not to happen. It will only leave you with regrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too many regrets. Just because I knew too much. Sometimes I feel that ignorant is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;无知也是一种是幸福.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戴着面具的日子很不好受. 假装无知的日子更不好受.&lt;br /&gt;越是不想要受伤, 越是觉得困难.&lt;br /&gt;我累了. 不想烦恼那么多. 世间烦恼何时了?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 情难了. 爱难断. 情爱二字难取舍. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the right mood for relationships for now or in the near future. Even though sometimes I'm tempted to go into one. I've not find the right girl &amp; I do not wish that the right girl will appear now. Because I'm in no position to start a relationship. I must get myself into the right mindset before I can even think of one. What I am right now is not worthy of any girl. I'm damn serious. 我什么人都配不上. I don't wanna think so much. 就让一切顺其自然... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest regret...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, I dreamt of my father again. I miss him so much. In my dreams, he's still alive. Still the same old him caring for the family, caring for me. I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 父健在, 不珍惜. 父不在, 才後悔. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"父恩難忘, 父情難了. 父親教導牢記心.&lt;br /&gt;無法接受, 無法承受. 一切都已成事實."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" 万箭刺心痛, 伤心也无用. 伤口无法复, 潦倒过一生. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5927671-109860197580147064?l=jasmond.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/109860197580147064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5927671/posts/default/109860197580147064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasmond.blogspot.com/2004/10/life-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Jasmond</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
