<?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-6536415177067651602</id><updated>2011-10-12T10:25:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩๏̯͡๏)۶</title><subtitle type='html'>what is pride? Pride is STRENGTH!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3860100238489258425</id><published>2011-08-09T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T02:37:44.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved to absintheshots.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3860100238489258425?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3860100238489258425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3860100238489258425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3860100238489258425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3860100238489258425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/08/moved-to-absintheshots.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5478642777638481277</id><published>2011-08-04T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:26:07.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is ORD day. its a bittersweet feeling eh. I kinda can't bear to leave the Batallion. The military actually exposes you to a whole lot of experiences. There're many things which you can't get out of the army.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man management is definitely one. how are you going to convince and motivate one group of personnel who're forced to be doing tough work like these? what about those down PES personnels, who are not yet contented with the already better treatment but just want to challenge you all the way? how are you going to motivate/discipline them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Traveling to SAF training grounds, local or overseas and experience mother nature at its most raw conditions. in our urban society, we'd probably not; or we'd avoid stepping unto grass even. when you dawn on the number 4 and FBO, the dirt, insects, smell all don't matter anymore. we're caveman! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;respecting command. commanding respect. only in the military will you be able to fault/charge people for doing the wrong things. when you notice some idiot at your work place testing the system, buying MC, you probably can't do much as a fellow colleague or sub-unit leader. in the military, you can give them extras, or even charge them. personally i cannot stand idiots who always test the system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camaraderie. where else can you bond so close. when a bunk plays loud partying music, one head pops out. 'shall we go?' and you get a 4 man team to club. usually consists of any combination of the following: Kelvin Tan, Sham, Shawn, Norton, Joshua and myself. Charlie PCs and the Deputy PSOs are the most happening bunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learnt a lot from my superiors, senior officers, and even the men themselves taught me lessons from all perspective. these people come from all walks of life. would like to extend personal gratitude to CO, PSOs for being such great role models.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss the DYs, and our Quatermaster. Joshua for always doing all the wrong things that seems damn funny. Norton for being my buddy. Anwar for being that guy who knows and finds out about everything. Kelvin for being himself, being damn nice. Sham for his spontaneous acts. Shawn, my long time buddy since BMT.. Despite all his foolish acts, I make it a point to defend him in front of people okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from my Branch, Kerner and Zhiwen has made an impact in my working life. personally they proved to me how much a clerk can do, and how capable they are. of very different background and character, there is no difference to their standards and they're definitely really good friends of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Guards Battalion have done well. 14th Mono gave me really great memories that I will carry with me, share with my children. I may not have gotten my ideal PC appointment, but nonetheless I am proud to be part of this 'garang' organization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always remind myself, I am a Guards Officer. First a Guardsman, then an officer. This is how much the tab meant to me as a soldier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, are guardsman warriors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Resolute in loyalty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Steadfast in commitment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We fight for our country, our home and our family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Land warriors from Air and Sea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfailing in toughness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Valiant in our actions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We destroy all foes who challenge our mission&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We, are elite warriors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;With daring initiative&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We rule the day, and we rule the night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always ready, ready to strike!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5478642777638481277?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5478642777638481277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5478642777638481277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5478642777638481277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5478642777638481277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/08/tomorrow-is-ord-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8972892371985858694</id><published>2011-08-02T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:09:36.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reporting live from my new macbook</title><content type='html'>hi, i havent penned down anything in this blog for a long while. oh wait, before i begin, im actually reporting live from my new MacBook Pro 13" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cool is that! i finally got my macbook. i guess i didnt get the best deal I could, especially after James Low told me he had $600 discount on facebook. Damnit James. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much have passed since I last wrote. I embarked on my Part-Time Bridging, nearly could not take exams because the school had some error with my attendance. I attended almost every lecture and was recorded as 41%, 58% for Math and Econs respective. How crazy is that. Lucky I found that out 1 day in advance. Thank God. Sometimes I really think someone, God, is watching over me. The exams were of a comfortable standard, and all the mugging with Alvin and Victor paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already picked my time table, and will go to school only on Tuesday and Wednesday, 12 - 6. :) Cant wait for school to start on Sep 22, I only have 1 simple aim for my degree program, graduate with first class honors. It's gonna be tough, but this time I really want to follow through my aim. I don't want OCS story to repeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the timetable, am going to take up some part time odd jobs to keep the income coming. Army is gonna end, I'd probably do an ORD entry on Friday. I really have nothing to bitch about SAF anyway. I found my 2 years really meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, instead of bodybuilding I am slowly transiting to crossfit training. I decided it would be more challenging and ideal too train as an individual, as well as opportunity for me to push myself to the limits physically without army. That will instill a stronger mental willpower in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is moving on. I will miss the army boys. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna book in for my last 3 days in camp. Whoohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8972892371985858694?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8972892371985858694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8972892371985858694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8972892371985858694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8972892371985858694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/08/reporting-live-from-my-new-macbook.html' title='reporting live from my new macbook'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5132289016047199055</id><published>2011-07-18T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:55:29.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my men said 'sunday is supposed to be a relaxing day, and yet you're thinking of my confinement'. Does the world stop on Sunday? Honestly, if he were like any other cooperative guys in the battalion, not trying to deceive/smoke me all the time, I wouldn't have fucking be so cautious about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I weren't an officer I would have punched him in his face for all the annoying things he have been doing. but then again, I wouldn't have the authority to take action on these kind of ridiculous acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the doctor 4 times a week, damn poor thing sia. but you can play sports and go for try-outs. I am very sure doing office work, in fact you werent even in office 90% of the time, have been affecting your injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.. **** you, understand. this is the army. serve your 2 year liability like the rest of the Singaporean men and stop whining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5132289016047199055?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5132289016047199055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5132289016047199055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5132289016047199055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5132289016047199055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-men-said-sunday-is-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6197410655390743182</id><published>2011-06-18T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T10:52:16.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school started on monday, and I started tuesday technically, due to some admin issues. school life is seriously taking its toll on my bank account! really hope that degree pays off in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a friend who broke up with his girl after 4 years? is that the plateau in every relationship? sucks to hear people around you break up, seriously. anyway because of that we went to rebel. it was not much of what i call fun, but at least I didn't get treated like the other time so it was bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, despite what people say, i dont see the need to stop being who I am la. I'm not the sort who'd take advantage of situations. I do things because I feel like it and I usually don't have other motives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6197410655390743182?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6197410655390743182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6197410655390743182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6197410655390743182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6197410655390743182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/06/school-started-on-monday-and-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-591172174980570890</id><published>2011-05-28T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:39:07.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things I’m Grateful For</title><content type='html'>100 Things I’m Grateful For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That im alive&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a warm family&lt;br /&gt;3. That Im tall&lt;br /&gt;4. That I'm generally healthy&lt;br /&gt;5. I have friends who care&lt;br /&gt;6. I graduated with a diploma&lt;br /&gt;7. I live in a safe country&lt;br /&gt;8. I am literate&lt;br /&gt;9. Although I am not rich, i am comfortable&lt;br /&gt;10. I am generally fit&lt;br /&gt;11. I get to study in a University&lt;br /&gt;12. The people I've met in my walks of life&lt;br /&gt;13. That I can get into butter factory for free any day&lt;br /&gt;14. I am a Guards Officer&lt;br /&gt;15. My immediate superior is a really nice dude&lt;br /&gt;16. My other bosses are really nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;17. The men treat me as their friend&lt;br /&gt;18. I get along well with people generally&lt;br /&gt;19. My bunkmate is a joker!&lt;br /&gt;20. Charlie and Bravo PCs are really nice people&lt;br /&gt;21. I finished Guards Conversion with a group of really nice people and professional cadres&lt;br /&gt;22. I have speakers attached to my iPOD in my room&lt;br /&gt;23. I found out about wealth creation recently&lt;br /&gt;24. I started learning about the stock market&lt;br /&gt;25. Auntie Fiona offered me to work at Great Eastern&lt;br /&gt;26. I managed to watch Lion King recently&lt;br /&gt;27. I met LC, Pearl, Cel and Matt in NP&lt;br /&gt;28. I played with a very good basketball team in Secondary school&lt;br /&gt;29. This should be on top. My Granny loves me&lt;br /&gt;30. I didn't waste my money on a DSLR&lt;br /&gt;31. Army taught me good habits&lt;br /&gt;32. I don't give up easily&lt;br /&gt;33. I can speak 3 languages&lt;br /&gt;34. Singapore is a safe country&lt;br /&gt;35. I managed to go Aussie, Brunei and Taiwan with the army&lt;br /&gt;36. I have clean clothes and bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;37. I have sufficient food&lt;br /&gt;38. Safra swimming pool is near me&lt;br /&gt;39. I am blessed with a good built&lt;br /&gt;40. I am writing this&lt;br /&gt;41. I have a blog that allows me to do so&lt;br /&gt;42. I have internet that allows me to blog&lt;br /&gt;43. My cell phone returned back to normal&lt;br /&gt;44. I am prob going for supper later&lt;br /&gt;45. I watched limitless that spurred this&lt;br /&gt;46. My parents are healthy&lt;br /&gt;47. My parents dote on me&lt;br /&gt;48. I been to Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;49. Actually, my past relationship - i felt loved&lt;br /&gt;50. I follow How I met Your Mother&lt;br /&gt;51. My razor mouse&lt;br /&gt;52. My iPod nano&lt;br /&gt;53. I got a place in UOL&lt;br /&gt;54. I can actually study something I am interested in&lt;br /&gt;55. I am not lactose intolerant&lt;br /&gt;56. I found BooksActually very near my house&lt;br /&gt;57. I passed JCC on first attempt&lt;br /&gt;58. I have long legs&lt;br /&gt;59. I have a high threshold for pain&lt;br /&gt;60. I have learnt to forgive people like Joey&lt;br /&gt;61. My subconscious always tells me not to fight&lt;br /&gt;62. My OCS platoon commander was a really good role model&lt;br /&gt;63. The internet offers unlimited knowledge&lt;br /&gt;64. SIM has a gym!&lt;br /&gt;65. My uncles and aunties also dote on me&lt;br /&gt;66. Im going to get a MacBook soon&lt;br /&gt;67. I get to choose&lt;br /&gt;68. I AM A GUARDSMAN&lt;br /&gt;69. I had a great poly internship&lt;br /&gt;70. I watched We Will Rock You for free&lt;br /&gt;71. I own a nice diary&lt;br /&gt;72. I am going on course next month&lt;br /&gt;73. I am probably the S4 for NS Battallion (sorry, army revolves around my life now. nth to talk about)&lt;br /&gt;74. I got a chance to sit in expensive cars due to people around me&lt;br /&gt;75. My mum managed to get me some money to pay for my studies&lt;br /&gt;76. We're moving house soon&lt;br /&gt;77. I'd be able to walk to Zouk&lt;br /&gt;78. I have high metabolic rate&lt;br /&gt;79. I pursue self improvement&lt;br /&gt;80. I love my family&lt;br /&gt;81. I am exposed to the Game&lt;br /&gt;82. I dont get into fights easily&lt;br /&gt;83. People give me alot of opportunities&lt;br /&gt;84. Basketball&lt;br /&gt;85. I dont live in dangerous countries&lt;br /&gt;86. I dont live in warzones&lt;br /&gt;87. I didnt drown when I was 6?&lt;br /&gt;88. I was given an opportunity to learn Piano although I failed badly.. lol&lt;br /&gt;89. I have strong determination&lt;br /&gt;90. I actually have so many things I am grateful for&lt;br /&gt;91. My hwk convoy security is repeated from my previous course&lt;br /&gt;92. My country is well protected&lt;br /&gt;93. I didnt date for the sake of doing so&lt;br /&gt;94. My parents brought me up despite tough economic environment&lt;br /&gt;95. My laptop is still surviving after 5 years&lt;br /&gt;96. Tiong Bahru Breakfast is just round the corner&lt;br /&gt;97. I live in the central&lt;br /&gt;98. There are Taxis everywhere&lt;br /&gt;99. My country has good infrastructure&lt;br /&gt;100. I have 100 things to be grateful about, and the list is definitely not exhaustive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-591172174980570890?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/591172174980570890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=591172174980570890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/591172174980570890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/591172174980570890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/05/100-things-im-grateful-for.html' title='100 Things I’m Grateful For'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6452146434932459082</id><published>2011-05-28T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:13:25.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to do the 100 list. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt; 100 Things to Write a List of 100 About&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Grateful For&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways I Could Nurture Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways I Sabotage Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Good At&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Like About Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Questions I Want Answers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways To Improve My Life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’ve Accomplished In My Life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Feeling Stressed About&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Do If I Had Time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Need Or Want To Do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Want To Accomplish In The Next X Months&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things To Do Before I Die&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Are Going Right&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Are Going Wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Reasons I Want To Stay Married/Committed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Reasons I Don’t Want To Stay Married/Committed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Want In A Partner/Relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Have To Offer To A Partner/Relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Fears I Am Having Right Now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Once Scared Me But Don’t Anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Reasons To Save Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Miss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Sacrifices I Have Made&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Marketing Ideas For My Business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways I Can Make Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways To Make A Difference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Jobs/Careers I’d Like To Have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Fears About Being A Multimillionaire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Believe In&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Achievements (Qualities) I Am Proud Of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Value In Life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways I Help Others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Turn Me On&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Turn Me Off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Judgments I Make&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Find Hard To Share&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Disappointed About&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Angry About&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Sad About&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things [Peoples, Places] I Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things To Do When I’m Depressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things To Do When I’m Alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Rules I Have Broken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Skills I Have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Feelings I Am Having Right Now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Childhood Memories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things My Parents Used To Say To Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways In Which I’m Generous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways To Be More Productive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Hate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Places I’d Like To Visit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Like Someone To Tell Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Like To Hear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Like To Tell My Child&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Want My Child To Know About Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Reasons To Have A Baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Reasons Not To Have A Baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Adjectives Describing Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Decisions Other Have Made For Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Decisions I Made That Turned Out Well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Do If I Had Six Months To Live&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Expectations Other Have Of Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Expectations I Have Of Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Judgments I Haven’t Released&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways To Be More Creative&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Could Carry In My Pocket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Save If My House Were On Fire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Want To Tell My Mother [Father]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Never Tell My Mother [Father]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Financial Fears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Excuses I Make For Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Need/Want To Control&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Fears I Have About Giving Up Control&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Answered Prayers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 People I’d Like To Meet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Reasons Why I Get Jealous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 People I Admire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Tasks I’ve Been Procrastinating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Memories From My Past&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Nourish Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I Haven’t Finished&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’m Glad I’ve Done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’ll Never Do Again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways To Generate Income&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Principles To Live By&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 People I Want To Forgive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 People I Want To Forgive Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things To Forgive Myself For&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Mistakes I Have Made&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Lessons I Have Learned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Ways To Be Healthier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Make Me Cry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things That Make Me Laugh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things I’d Delegate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Thing I Want For My Birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Possessions I’m Tired Of Owning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Responsibilities That I’d Like To Avoid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 Things To Write A List Of 100 About&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I will tackle these in order. I will start with 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6452146434932459082?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6452146434932459082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6452146434932459082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6452146434932459082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6452146434932459082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-going-to-do-100-list.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2827778829465576850</id><published>2011-05-28T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:00:04.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent been updating my blog for quite awhile. It isnt read by people anyway.. But I guess it's appropriate for me to key in an entry every once in awhile just for my own reference sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's near ORD date. I can feel it. There's nth much to rejoice about actually. It only means stepping out to the next phase of life, to the society. Leaving this second home of mine can be quite sad. All the comrades I've made, especially my OCS coursemates, are the greatest gift army gave me. Yesterday 5 of my guys were charged for smoking in bunk, as well as gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua caught them and proceeded to give the charge, with everyone's agreement. I agree being the DyS1 he always had to play the bad guy role. I pity the 5 of them, I realised sometimes I really side my men too much, especially people in my branch who completes outstanding work for me. I usually fight for them. But this time round it's really clear cut and nothing much to negotiate about. They did something wrong and they'd have to pay for the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened to be the Friday DO, so the following day I took Nizam to train up for his IPPT. I realised some people just don't like to exercise.. I bet after NS Nizam would stop exercising.. lol. Zhiwen and Nizam are Pes A/B status, physically and combat fit, just that they're not  athletic.. I guess that's the reason why they couldn't meet the SOC requirement or they'd make really good 3SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really appreciate the army life, sometimes even love and embrace it. Definitely less politics, more meaning to your work. I guess if I had been a scholar, by signing on means high pay.. or IF my family was rich, I would have been in the force. I guess aim of my life is still very clear. I want to take the risk and make it big, and get out of this rat race, get out of the cycle of poverty. I want my parents to retire with a better life, and the next generation of my family to be of a higher social status and not worry about education and standard of living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2827778829465576850?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2827778829465576850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2827778829465576850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2827778829465576850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2827778829465576850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-havent-been-updating-my-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5007023629770246002</id><published>2011-05-07T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T12:37:44.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>polling day</title><content type='html'>Today is polling day. After weeks of rah-rah and drama, it's finally going to end. Being in the Tanjong Pagar region, I don't face the trouble of deciding who to vote since it is a walkover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it has been quite entertaining to see how Singaporeans react to people stirring their emotions, and how petty they can get over the internet. This doesn't just relate to the elections, even the Osama incident. Quite stupid for you to argue on the internet right, you're just retarded and childish. Flooding my news feed with useless, un-entertaining shit. C'mon guys, state facts and let it go. I know you got nothing better to do, just wanna find some trouble with people.. Do it in private please. The fact that you have to quarrel on the fb wall means you want attention and you're plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's quite a havoc week since the PCs are pretty free as well. The week was filled with movies, timbre, partying and seriously lack of sleep. Whooo! Many people have ORD-ed the day before, and they expressed their gratitude to their platoon/section/company.. Which brings me to another thought. Not being a PC, I guess that's the reason why I'm more unlikely to be a regular since I won't have much to hold on to. The people I deal with daily don't go through sweat and tears with me.. During Ops I almost function alone or act as a liaison to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is fate la, I'm destined to work under such conditions since my ability to 'rah-rah' people ain't that fantastic. On the other hand, it's time to worry about my income after I ORD! siao liao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5007023629770246002?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5007023629770246002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5007023629770246002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5007023629770246002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5007023629770246002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/05/polling-day.html' title='polling day'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8036052116037305997</id><published>2011-04-29T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T00:15:29.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Natalie Portman is so cute, its like a sin that she lets every men lust for her beauty and yet not able to get her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8036052116037305997?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8036052116037305997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8036052116037305997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8036052116037305997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8036052116037305997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/04/natalie-portman-is-so-cute-its-like-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6246072302852625729</id><published>2011-04-26T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T20:25:28.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I quote Mr LKY, 'Why do I have to throw away my stuff? I'm not out to impress anybody'. As answered when questioned about his wardrobe preference, as he wore the jacket dated decades ago, and the tailor have already passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly impressed by MM Lee's views on our society. I must say, the younger generation do have a lot to learn from him. We do not see the threats that the older generation does, because we haven't faced them like he did. We don't sense the immediate danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I haven't wrote in a long time, probably because my life is monotonous anyway. What's there to do when your friends are all serving the nation, just like I am. There are actually quite a bit of thoughts flashing through but I deem them too sensitive to be posted here. As my OCS PC always warns us that as Officers we hold the responsibility, we're commissioned by the President and we represent the country. Our thoughts and views, however, be it pro-singapore or not, do play a difference to all netizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm begining to worry about my income after I ORD. The amount I receive now might not be very substantial, but it is indeed a good sum of money to keep my lifestyle alive. I wasn't able to save that much because as I always mention, I really don't mind spending when I'm out with friends or family, or shower loved ones with gift. But then again I do have to be selfish at some point of time.. Or I'll end up a burden to my parents anyway so what's the diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel, ALOT. I want to do white water rafting in Malaysia, climb mountains, enjoy the beaches in Krabi and Bali, go for the water festival in Thailand, club in Taiwan, Trek in New Zealand and backpack Europe (may be cliche but I believe is sth everyone must do).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6246072302852625729?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6246072302852625729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6246072302852625729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6246072302852625729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6246072302852625729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-quote-mr-lky-why-do-i-have-to-throw.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2239551568107670182</id><published>2011-04-23T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T14:15:15.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from lancer. the first few days was hell before planning started. I realised im not one who could sit around doing nothing, or finding things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate unproductive days, unless they're meant to be recuperating. even during recuperation I can do something productive in fact. I hear all sort of stories about people liking the slow paced life there.. people really do have 2 ended perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's short, I have so many things I want to do yet so little time. I want to travel to the end of the world, I want to see how the other side of earth is like before I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was anticipating Singapore so much, but when I touched down. thats it? I realised I have nothing much I really want to hold on to. frankly speaking, I didn't miss anyone, I didn't see the urge to call any one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong, recently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2239551568107670182?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2239551568107670182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2239551568107670182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2239551568107670182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2239551568107670182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-got-back-from-lancer.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-495952252807940743</id><published>2011-03-27T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:42:27.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random. Natalie just spurred the thought to add on to one of the places i need to visit:&lt;br /&gt;- Krabi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-495952252807940743?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/495952252807940743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=495952252807940743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/495952252807940743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/495952252807940743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/03/random.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8137279205128081358</id><published>2011-02-28T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:17:42.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWKRzyjk9o4/TWp3R4MHmwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xXAzK8LHM_g/s1600/DSC05841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWKRzyjk9o4/TWp3R4MHmwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xXAzK8LHM_g/s200/DSC05841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578402237476477698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0L-NLJqu0Q/TWp3RHJkNpI/AAAAAAAAANs/_y50JdIC8ig/s1600/DSC05840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0L-NLJqu0Q/TWp3RHJkNpI/AAAAAAAAANs/_y50JdIC8ig/s200/DSC05840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578402224312432274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the way I shop, I think im better off alone. :P I spent my whole weekend rushing to submit assignments and sourcing out resources for my quiz next week, as well as settle Uni application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have much time for myself. I cant wait to start reading the books! The future just seems so grey right now. wonder what is in stored for me.. gotta do bridging soon.. Will NTU and NUS perform a miracle and accept me this year? :DD. Fat hope, but THERE's still a chance. Anyway the most likely cause of action for me would be to sch at SIM though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following these... I would like to write about something that might provoke SPGs. If you're from Venus and you dig angmohs.. Please get away before I offend you. Im not stereotyping, its just sth I recalled and want to pin down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stood behind the bar at Butter Factory, I witnessed a SPG amazingly entertained by the 2 AM's stupid movement and actions. I swear, they were spouting nonsense which were not funny (nope, not a single bit), and acting like retards (I mean it). She goes 'Ohh you are so humourous' with a fake accent and slaps him at the shoulder. *continues laughing like its really entertaining*. How did you do that anyway.  Oh puh-lease you SPGs, longing for the long and exciting night that is coming up, where? his place? Cmon, complaining local guys are not romantic/spontaneous enough? Hey, I agree to that to a certain extent but whoever caused it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However picture this... An average chinese dude tells the SPG a joke, acts retarded in front of her. I have a strong gut feeling... She'll just feel turned off, or he might get slapped. hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong being an Asian GUY you know. Just don't cross paths with people who aint interested in you. I've seen Chinese dudes trying very hard to fit into groups whom they don't belong to. .Im not saying to not befriend them. Just stay away IF they don't seem to really welcome you! I am sure at the end of the day, people of different races and beliefs can still come together as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, stay away from unnecessary trouble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8137279205128081358?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8137279205128081358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8137279205128081358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8137279205128081358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8137279205128081358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-at-way-i-shop-i-think-im-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWKRzyjk9o4/TWp3R4MHmwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xXAzK8LHM_g/s72-c/DSC05841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8861979849371134857</id><published>2011-02-21T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:04:45.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how did these people get commissioned?!? walao, really damn xiasway the officers' community.. your side already so relaxed, and your attitude is like F***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did they manage to sieve through the 9 months of filter to attain officership? I'm amazed. and so much boasting don't really help either.. oh well, at least you gave me a good view of who to mix around with during my 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little puzzled about my future. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8861979849371134857?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8861979849371134857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8861979849371134857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8861979849371134857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8861979849371134857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-did-these-people-get-commissioned.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4862411389018331961</id><published>2011-01-16T09:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T10:05:33.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TTJSJ2KtwUI/AAAAAAAAANg/lIEyN7P2Qx4/s1600/walking%2Bon%2Bsunshine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TTJSJ2KtwUI/AAAAAAAAANg/lIEyN7P2Qx4/s200/walking%2Bon%2Bsunshine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562598818868740418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to be Umpire for my sister batallion, and I must say it is quite an eye opener. I admit I really envy the Platoon Commanders, whom get to train up their own platoon and bring them into battle, despite the use of only blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fighting spirit, the thought that someone is there to obey any of your command, take bullets for you.... Just feels comforting. These are the people whom you will go to war with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the PCs are all well-versed in their respective fields, able to make quick and decisive decisions. I must say, since I enlisted, I have really changed my opinions of our army. We are really not that far off from those war movies and world class armies. I am not lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it has been a crazy week. Been outfield all week, am going for quite a few more this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, I thought that maybe I should list out what I want to achieve in my army days as an officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Influence people, especially in HQ company to be more motivated, more disciplined. I want them to get something out of the army, learn something from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Assist S4 with whatever I can. Obviously this is my default job. But apparently I have no other commitments at the moment, I am bent to keep my work at the highest standard. Time and effort is not an issue for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gain more friends. After I leave the service, I want to be richer, in terms of my social circle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Save $. Enough said. Lessons from Dec 10 learnt.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4862411389018331961?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4862411389018331961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4862411389018331961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4862411389018331961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4862411389018331961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/01/fighting.html' title='Fighting'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TTJSJ2KtwUI/AAAAAAAAANg/lIEyN7P2Qx4/s72-c/walking%2Bon%2Bsunshine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5196660350981033100</id><published>2011-01-10T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:44:44.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My ankle hasnt healed! Running 600m with the guys triggers the pain already. When will it recover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked in, did PT with the HQ guys and received a phone call from a parents. A complaint phone call, to be frank. G's mother was upset that her son had to do a 24-hour duty in camp. Hence, unable to return home for a day. Honestly, I think its perfectly fine to be protective of your kids, and to love them. But to overdo it, kinda harms them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that as a result, people take things for granted. They succumb to weakness easily. They give up easily. how long can you take care of your cute little precious son????? When they head out to the workforce, or worse still, when you pass away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, let go a little slack and toughen up! Be assured the commanders are more than capable of looking after your child, and we will do our best to groom them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5196660350981033100?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5196660350981033100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5196660350981033100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5196660350981033100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5196660350981033100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-ankle-hasnt-healed-running-600m-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7065135837763452097</id><published>2011-01-08T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:23:59.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dreams dont necessary turn into reality. sometimes, you gotta be realistic. sometimes because of the environment, everyone does not start equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like waiting for the day your parents say 'I'll do this when I strike the lottery'. because it will never happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do you say? should I be practical and go ahead doing something I dont like for my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7065135837763452097?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7065135837763452097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7065135837763452097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7065135837763452097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7065135837763452097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreams-dont-necessary-turn-into-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8032539534664129838</id><published>2011-01-02T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:56:33.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder where is the door to get to the other side of the wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8032539534664129838?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8032539534664129838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8032539534664129838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8032539534664129838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8032539534664129838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wonder-where-is-door-to-get-to-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7014559726647442619</id><published>2010-12-31T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:33:25.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you count your blessings frequently? I do, and you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book '100 ways to happiness' by Dr Timothy Sharp. He suggested we should regularly keep count of our blessings, and eliminate negative thoughts as much as possible. Although I finished the book at least a year ago, his advice is still strong in my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always felt that the biggest blessing I have are people around me. I have a lovely family, and I have a great company of friends. Although some army mates proved to be total assholes at times, majority of us get along really well. You meet people from all walks of life. My believe is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not to offend people on your way up, because you never know when you will see them on your way down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I used to be told that I've been portraying this 'dao' face, which means fierce/arrogant/stuck up, anything negative you can think of basically. Probably because I don't smile alot. I take criticism positively, and now sometimes I smile and laugh too much to be taken seriously. tsk,tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that your life is in jeopardy or you're always complaining about every small fact of your life. Try this: Challenge yourself. Eliminate ANY negative thoughts that might come to your head for 24 hours. Be it an insult, a negative comment on someone else's dressing, gossips etc. Get all of that out of your head, and instead, change that to a compliment, to anything positive you can think of for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just for recap purposes. I guess thats what blogs are for. Went to Rebel yesterday with Disa, Ernest, CM, JQ, MH, Jeremine, and the 2 girls. Rebecca and CM's new scandal. The DJ was really not bad.. And the crowd. Despite the young and angsty crowd, with a couple of fights, the majority of them turned out to be pretty nice people despite their outlooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont blame me for judging, the media have already portrayed a certain group of people to be the troublemaker. Bumped into Harris, Selwyn, Kes and Yiyang. Haven't found clubbing fun for such a long time. Episode 1 of Disa gone wild was aired yesterday night, approximately 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught 'Hello, Stranger' with Ms Kong today. Who had nothing better to do before meeting her 'clique of friends'. Ahem. Ok la, at least she asked. Long story about the friends part but doesn't matter. Anyway, the film is pretty light hearted and some really good humour were injected into this romance film. I kept smelling a very nice flowery scent in the cinema. I wonder whose perfume was it. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story ended with the happy-go-lucky fella having caught in a sticky situation, whereby he had to choose between 2 really cute thai girls. Goi, his ex-gf of 8 years or 'You', his newly met gf whom shared really dear memories with him over the trip. Gosh you lucky bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7014559726647442619?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7014559726647442619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7014559726647442619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7014559726647442619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7014559726647442619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-you-count-your-blessings-frequently.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7028222871869638452</id><published>2010-12-29T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T14:14:09.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe it's because Literature was my favourite subject. Maybe it's because of Natalie Portman. Maybe I love to be mind f-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Black Swan (film) is pretty good! I enjoyed it. It's along the lines of shutter island and I'd recommend it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7028222871869638452?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7028222871869638452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7028222871869638452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7028222871869638452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7028222871869638452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/maybe-its-because-literature-was-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6708401037728777612</id><published>2010-12-26T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T13:41:26.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXsaF8gI/AAAAAAAAANU/r_PqMsTQB-Y/s1600/dwight_dunk8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXsaF8gI/AAAAAAAAANU/r_PqMsTQB-Y/s200/dwight_dunk8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554861793442394626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXf6vBZI/AAAAAAAAANM/3F6XZOS5bp8/s1600/dwight%2Bhoward%2Bdunks%2Bon%2Bspencer%2Bhawes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXf6vBZI/AAAAAAAAANM/3F6XZOS5bp8/s200/dwight%2Bhoward%2Bdunks%2Bon%2Bspencer%2Bhawes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554861790089643410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXYlM_nI/AAAAAAAAANE/vkShIiY7w6c/s1600/637_dwight-howard-orlando-magic-nba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXYlM_nI/AAAAAAAAANE/vkShIiY7w6c/s200/637_dwight-howard-orlando-magic-nba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554861788120284786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakers lost to Miami, but Orlando secured the win against Boston. Howard ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6708401037728777612?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6708401037728777612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6708401037728777612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6708401037728777612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6708401037728777612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/lakers-lost-to-miami-but-orlando.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/TRbVXsaF8gI/AAAAAAAAANU/r_PqMsTQB-Y/s72-c/dwight_dunk8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8461503592563423959</id><published>2010-12-26T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T04:11:06.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time flies, so will Joel on 9 Jan 11. He'll be away for a year. No wonder everyone says time passes much faster when you're 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time management plays a key role when you're growing up, especially if you want to make most out of your life. my advice would be to learn to priorities, which I really suck at. The Xmas atmosphere created in Orchard road, all the party goers makes this day of the year feel so alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how have everyone been? I manage to meet welson in the morning, joel and weiming in the evening. Im glad all of them are doing well in their respective lives.. people that I've missed out, I wonder how are they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my life has been pretty relaxing YET boring during my breaks. All I do is sleep, read, watch TV and exercise. once in awhile I'd go out for drinks and end up spending alot. haha. it's great to get out of the house and get some fresh air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, these are things I'd recommend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books: (Military/War) One bullet away by Nathaniel Fick&lt;br /&gt;             (Self-improvement) How Starbucks saved my life by Michael Gill&lt;br /&gt;             (Fiction/Thriller) Shadow of the wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows: Big Bang Theory&lt;br /&gt;              How I met your mother season 6&lt;br /&gt;              One tree hill (It's old sch, btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightspot: As usual, Butterfactory&lt;br /&gt;                    Lunar, if you want to just chill and watch some really entertaining performance by     foreign performers. There's singing, dancing and great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone enjoyed their Xmas! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8461503592563423959?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8461503592563423959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8461503592563423959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8461503592563423959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8461503592563423959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-flies-so-will-joel-on-9-jan-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2333542966106798357</id><published>2010-12-11T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:41:12.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In view of the horrifying youth violence in Singapore, I came across these handy tips to avoid getting beaten up or killed without lifting a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WEAR PINK (I guess this is not really for guys or you might double the chance of getting whacked)&lt;br /&gt;2. Be incongruent&lt;br /&gt;3. Start Singing out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't overdo it anyway. The trick is to respond differently from the usual to catch the lunatics off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twntysmthg.sg/2010/12/avoid-getting-killed-or-beaten-without-lifting-a-finger/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2333542966106798357?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2333542966106798357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2333542966106798357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2333542966106798357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2333542966106798357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-view-of-horrifying-youth-violence-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4077896907158863090</id><published>2010-11-05T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:45:31.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>social network was quite an interesting show, despite the fact that it was reported that it's not exactly how things turned out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess the audience were simply looking for entertainment and drama, and during the period of time whereby the founders had legal issues, were facebook users really concerned? No! In fact, I bet there is still a substantial number of users who weren't aware of the issues even. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the idea of fb was smart lah, for the guys to get laid. damn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who knows, the movie might be initiated by the founders themselves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it suddenly struck me that my future is still kinda in the grey zone, what am i to do? but Im definitely not going into the green zone. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6536415177067651602-4077896907158863090?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4077896907158863090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4077896907158863090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4077896907158863090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4077896907158863090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/11/social-network-was-quite-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4431419603744265431</id><published>2010-10-31T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:06:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was halloween night, i wasn't a big part of it. uncalled for! haha. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you sometimes feel that life is playing a prank on you? how you longed for something that never came? how some people take you for granted, while on the other hand, some whom you seldom see cherishes the bond and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and movie with cel, lc and pearl. since matt couldn't make it. Our meetings don't seem to have full attendance lately. haha. it was quite funny to know celina complain about Kenny Roger's chicken few years back, and still doing so yesterday. afterwhich, pearl and my plan of persuading them to go to zouk's halloween party failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so both of us went for a sneak peek instead. many interesting characters. this year's favourite was probably still hot policewoman and vampires. but the outstanding ones was the robotic Bart Simpson, one scary chinese doll (which a man disguised as) and the conjoined twins. I think its a great opportunity once in awhile to let people let loose, and go to a party behind a mask whereby they could act as stupid as they felt like. hahah. the jap manga fans were the happiest I guess.. their fantasies come true. living in an animated world full of weirdos. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other case, I've successfully graduated from the Guards conversion course last week, and taken up my appointment. It's been great being in the guards family. the people working with me are really nice and easy to get along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the course was definitely gruesome, and repelling was definitely damn fun. other details are not to be mentioned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all my peers are doing fine, and hopefully things will gradually go back on track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4431419603744265431?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4431419603744265431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4431419603744265431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4431419603744265431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4431419603744265431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/10/yesterday-was-halloween-night-i-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4256863861291651425</id><published>2010-09-23T04:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:14:20.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closure</title><content type='html'>tomorrow marks the 'closure' of officer cadet school (OCS), with the commissioning ball. oh well, they always say, bring someone special/close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I moved on, I think my heart froze, no one special came anywhere near, BUT I really feel that I'm blessed with tons of friends around me, whom cares for me. Anyway, thanks Celina for attending the ball with me. Let me match make you to someone special then. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling still quite sober, I decided to do what I always wanted to do, pin down my thoughts on everyone before I forget about them.. I shall make a recount of the impressions I have of platoon 2 over these 9 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadets first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section 1&lt;br /&gt;Shaowei - Most unforgettable period would be his term as CPC. I dont know if its his voice or his command method, but he's having a hard time with the platoon. Oh well.. It's over, and I'll never forget how me and him dug the MG trench in scorpion king. He's really a nice guy when you speak to him 1 to 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanafi - Pretty quiet but cool guy. Got his way with the music stuff and all. Hidden talent. Hope he shines at his new unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krishan - I'll never forget how his buddy call him 'Ah N-EH' everyday, and running in to fall in for 5BX. Pretty cool guy, admire his determination when it comes to training. Never fails to lift weights in his free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Ang - The failed pilot. HAHA. Hates going through shit, has difficulties with the sun. However, never fails to laugh with him over the lamest stuff. he also did a good job with the armskode. nevertheless, really smart guy. cool guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryll Wong - Really nice guy. can easily talk to him, no temper, easy to work with. I remember he and disa overslept for 5Bx and no one knew. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johansson - Mr Strong. High flyer and late boomer of the platoon. He's really a fun guy to talk to, has the capability of influencing people in his own ways. never complains no matter how tough his job is. MG GUNNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor - The Sunlight of the platoon. Brightens up everyone's days. Never seen him upset before.. and he takes things one step at a time. admire his courage and the way he live his life. awesome guy to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua - Another muscle man. Trains really hard. I shouldnt write this but everyone remembers that his bunk stinks. LOL. Anyway really enjoyed working with him in Taiwan. His presence in platoon 2, definitely felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Guan Cheong - Rambo, triathelete. Never complains about tough job, in fact complains too simple. puts ppl down when they express weak mindset. Siao on, garang, crazy. In fact, insult to label him garang because he is way more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heriandy - Cool and smart guy. Nth much to comment, but outstanding performance in admin time. Also another asset to our platoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section 2&lt;br /&gt;Yu Keng Liang (is gay) - or what i recalled outside his bunk. really nice guy to talk to, can click with him. I dont know if anyone noticed it but he did an awesome job as CPS. He was patient, led by example some ways. Maybe need to be more firm la. Too nice already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Jun - Someone finally taller than me. Most of our topics revolve around how tall is good or bad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming wei - walao, wont ever forget mr MATT- EW. Say real one leh. dont bluff me lah. numerous pranks pulled onto him by Disa.. Also prominent platoon 2 guy. I no need to type much, I wont forget this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven - Another wacky funny guy. I believe his family loves his presence. Witty and funny in his own ways.. and surprisingly kiasee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Boo - Been through all the RTs and shit with him. Same plight in IPPT. hahaha. what to do.... anyway nice guy here, seriously. organises all the outings and stuff. kena arrow also do. where to find?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene - Gung-ho... loves 'public appearences' like parade commander.. hahaha. fit guy who always laughs at my IPPT (you wait).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaoyu - We never spoke much, but i can get along and bitch or talk to him abt anything anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Low - Wow, mr SOH. really proud of you. hope you'll do well in 2SIR, absolute faith in you. been through most of the shittiest part of OCS with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Choong - Had a little misconception about this guy in the past, but turns out, he probably acted in the way he did because he isn't used to army life, and he belongs to the corporate world. impressed with all the staff aids, keep it up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird James William the 2nd - Oh well, its bird we're talking about. never fails to be the active guy he is, always being spontaneous and never gets angry when being teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddee Peh - my ex. ex buddy la. probably the most knowledgable guy in the wing, smart, absorbs information really quick and is really good in his general knowledge. he'll be taking law after NS, really impressive. keep up the good attitude, man whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kody - Personally i think he is sign on material. mentally tough.. camel of our JCC team. anyway the ironic thing is in camp he really dresses like an ah pek, but amazingly stylish in civilian clothes. handsome thai boy eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert - Really nice guy with very straight personality. haha.. also sign on material. prominent traits will be his helpful nature towards the course. Thanks for the Olivia Ong tickets anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryll Disa Nanayakara - NP Mass Comm boy. stands out from the platoon in terms of the way he lives and stuff. Nice guy, definitely one of my best friends made in OCS. Listened to him bitch about certain people and we'll end up laughing at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest - Cool dude. Accepts everything. Takes up sai gang. Loves caveman attitude. I think he belongs to the stone age. hahahaha. Anyway, Party soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weihao - Woah... Where do I start. My OCS buddy. Been through the worst shit with me, we confide in each other. Been there for my break up, our 'i-dont-have-a-social-night-date' nightmare. We can talk about almost anything. I believe the last 3 names are friends I'd keep in contact for life. Prolly for Disa's wedding we cld meet up. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I missed out some people, but damn lazy to look back. very tired from GCC lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're out in the 'military society', I begin to miss OCS, the shelter we live in. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khaki beret, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4256863861291651425?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4256863861291651425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4256863861291651425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4256863861291651425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4256863861291651425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/09/closure.html' title='closure'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6711975766747343373</id><published>2010-09-11T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T05:39:12.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>must make a mental note to always fight with the correct army. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6711975766747343373?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6711975766747343373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6711975766747343373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6711975766747343373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6711975766747343373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/09/must-make-mental-note-to-always-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4987555598026691757</id><published>2010-08-15T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T11:35:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>move on! some friends are just not worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4987555598026691757?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4987555598026691757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4987555598026691757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4987555598026691757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4987555598026691757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/08/move-on-some-friends-are-just-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6949356469361781975</id><published>2010-08-14T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:23:54.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>call me old fashioned or whatsoever, but I'm always affected by ethical issues I read on newspapers. This morning, there was this particular article about abandoning new born babies. Malaysian government will now charge the parents for murder should the newborn dies. Good, I support that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you were having fun that created this, did you ever considered that you're gonna abandon a life 9 months later? bringing a helpless soul to earth, and then abandoning him/her... can you imagine how helpless the baby is? for god's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, I'm a free thinker and have no religious stand but I think that what was done, is utterly sinful. I'm quite disgusted by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, OCS is gonna end for me in another month, I'm pretty hyped up about it. Meanwhile life has been pretty smooth sailing, nothing much going on right now. Been meeting and catching up with friends over the weekend, and training for the upcoming IPPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6949356469361781975?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6949356469361781975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6949356469361781975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6949356469361781975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6949356469361781975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/08/call-me-old-fashioned-or-whatsoever-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1172700906067142456</id><published>2010-07-12T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:22:54.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think, nothing beats the good companion of your family and friends. it might be cliche, but thats how it works isn't it. No expectations, no worries.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't expect my leave to be spent so nicely with the people I want to, especially the BMT people - damn random. haha. quite happy to see my section mates, and especially my BMT buddy, whom I still feel very close with. I cherish people la, really. Maybe sometimes I might not use the correct tone, forget about important dates, but I'm still willing to go a great length for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, its yet another extensive training phase. as my PC said, he'd like to bring a platoon of cadets to fight, a bunch of officers back. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6536415177067651602-1172700906067142456?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1172700906067142456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=1172700906067142456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1172700906067142456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1172700906067142456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-think-nothing-beats-good-companion-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6709630928395273774</id><published>2010-06-25T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:48:23.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Majority have passed and im still here. If i dont get through this, I know I'd have to make a drastic decision to change my life.denial can stop right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6709630928395273774?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6709630928395273774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6709630928395273774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6709630928395273774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6709630928395273774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/06/majority-have-passed-and-im-still-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6330232889736861736</id><published>2010-06-20T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:53:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lead without a title</title><content type='html'>'Lead without a title', is what Im gonna talk about in this post. Due to the shear fact that I just finished reading that amazing book, I've decided to pin down some thoughts I have, also a form of reminder to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an organisation, there are many roles, many people, but not all are given appointments to lead. However, that should not deter you from being a leader. Leadership does not apply only to military leader, CEOs or sports team captains. YOU are a leader, in a way or another. The main purpose of this book is actually to enlighten you with the fact that you do not need a title to be a leader, to take great pride in your work. you do not always have to play the 'victim' in your life. Stop bitchin bout your life and start livin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you don't want to step into your grave regretting that you haven't done your best in whatever you wanted to. Or realise that you have led a wasted life and you haven't done anything to contribute during your lifetime, or regret when your loved ones pass away. If you have cherished every moment with your loved ones, you wouldn't have regrets even after they pass away. You know you've done your best. Sure, you will still feel the pain after they leave for the better place, but for the fact that you know you've spent all your time and love on them you know the time aint wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have negative thoughts all the time. It's good to have a sense of danger, but it's never good to be pessimistic. Don't let the society limit you to your goals. They label you, they stop you because they're jealous. Remember, nothing is wrong if you're dead sure you're correct. No point submitting to the public because you're afraid of that few minutes of feeling uncomfortable and feel uncomfortable for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start now, and be a leader of your own life. If you can't manage yourself, then you can't manage anything else. Be sure to reflect on your life, go through your goals over and over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life begins at the end of your comfort zone - Neale Donald Walsch&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/6536415177067651602-6330232889736861736?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6330232889736861736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6330232889736861736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6330232889736861736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6330232889736861736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/06/lead-without-title.html' title='lead without a title'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6944453398418365337</id><published>2010-06-12T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:44:38.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to be honest, there were quite a bit of changes going through me since Brunei. People might think that 'Ah, that kinda feeling will probably last you a couple of weeks?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That might be true, but I think it re-defined a handful of areas in my life. While I lived in the grey zone in the past, I thought that now I begin to understand how fragile life is, how people will treat you differently because of the things you do, you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, life moves on, no matter what happens to you. the world revolves around US, but not YOU, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get a total different perception of leadership. It's always has been an honour to be able to lead. One way or another, we're all leaders of our lives. Fathers lead at home, some lead at work. I even consider managing your own time a form of leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never about the glamor of wearing our military dresses with the officer rank on our shoulder, if any, it should simply signify the amount of responsibility you shoulder when you put on that uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share another thought. Everyone I know, I really encourage you to read up - anything. Fiction, non-fiction, self-help, current affairs. I thought there are so much areas in your life that you can build upon. The modern world is becoming a brand new place. Love, compassion and leadership might be changed, but the principles of them will always stay the same. Stay true to yourself, know what you want and really make an effort to go for it. One of the sentences an old adult uses 'I should have done this when I was young', something I don't want to be coming out of my mouth in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You judge a man, not by how he died, number of years he lived. A life worth living is one that's meaningful. If he died at thirty, and he helped 1000 people in his life. Wouldn't it beat a selfish bastard who lived till ninety? I thought this would be a food for thought. Looking at my superiors' achievement, how ranger courses are conducted etc. makes me feel that I'm just an insignificant figure here. time to make differences. time to make your life that meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try more things in life. I hope I can get posted to Guards after I commission! Btw, I'm posted to 1GDS for internship. Although a short 3 days, I'm actually pretty excited and hyped up about it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'The man who can't make mistakes, cant make anything' - Abraham Lincoln&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/6536415177067651602-6944453398418365337?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6944453398418365337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6944453398418365337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6944453398418365337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6944453398418365337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-be-honest-there-were-quite-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7894218073724601140</id><published>2010-06-07T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T13:06:49.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since the contents of my trip to overseas training has to be restricted, I decided to just copy my reflections onto my blog. here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSYLVES%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSYLVES%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSYLVES%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Having not ended up in Commandos was one of my biggest regrets before enlisting, because I loved challenging my limits. I always dreamed of wearing the number 1 with a red beret, and yet that passion was not strong enough such that I would sign on to be a regular. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, entering OCS, staying in infantry unit, I earned my way into JCC. Just during the preparation phase of JCC – Ex Robinson Crusoe to be exact. I met my barrier, and I almost gave up. Ironically, I would like to thank LTA Louis, for insulting me during Ex Robinson Crusoe. That anger in me raged, and I pushed on to finish our preparation phase and head for JCC. The very thought of people labeling me as weak spurs me on to prove them wrong. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;JCC lasted 9 days long, and with limited ration and tons of things to be done. Hunger, fatigue, stress all rested on top of the field pack we were carrying. I call them the ‘unseen weight’. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not have any particular defining moments, because I felt that I didn’t hold back much during this exercise and our team had very good chemistry. Most of us have been a section for a significant amount of time, and we all know our strengths and weaknesses. Since I used to hold back during exercises in the past, I felt that this part of me, this factor had been a defining factor for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Surprisingly, going all out, I didn’t feel as exhausted as I expected myself to be. Now I know better, how far I could push myself and how amazing our human body could be. I don’t know how this will affect me in our admin time, but I certainly do hope it punches in positively. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have definitely grown as a person; as a cadet, as an officer-to-be. I am more confident of myself, am more willing to undertake greater tasks. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I told you there wasn’t any times that I felt really down, then I would be lying. Who wouldn’t? In the face of crisis, taking your body to the limit, it’s no doubt that your mind would tend to give in a little. It’s very easy to slip into the negative mode. I wouldn’t consider myself negative though. It is just that at night before I rest on my shelter, I tend to think about my life. I would miss my home, my loved ones; especially Mom and Dad. How lucky am I, to always been able to bask in their love, under their shelter of care and protection? That was probably one of my lowest points during the exercises, but yet, that sadness in me, kicked me and told me that’s probably the main reason I’ve been pushing on. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No doubt, the best I felt during JCC is definitely the last part of JCC. It suddenly wasn’t about completing the course anymore. After you stepped past end gate, suddenly everything went, ‘That’s it?’ I suddenly felt at a loss of what to do. There was still some left in me. Not that I would enjoy another 3 day navigation extension, but JCC simply ended. I proved to myself, my peers, things could be done. I went through this gruesome 9 days. I never even complained. Maybe I yelled at some of the teammates, got frustrated but at no point I was at self-pity and complained that I didn’t want to do this. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I learnt about myself; how I have been holding myself back all these while. Who were the people I cherished the most, who were the ones I thought of when I nearly fell off the ravine. What kept me going, what was the reason of me wanting to be a commander? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was pretty quiet during JCC. Unlike my usual self, filled with sarcasm to disturb my peers and always making fun of them to create conversations, I didn’t want to create tension unintentionally or waste my energy so most of the time I was witnessing the drama in action during JCC. I realized my team was made up of different personalities, but towards the difficult part it was every man for himself, naturally. Some people started to be selfish right from the start, which really disgusted me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter what’s the case, I have completed this grueling 9 days course. On the day of graduation ceremony, when LTC Adam punched the JCC badge onto my chest, this sense of achievement overwhelmed me. It was a significant moment of my NS life, something that marked a new chapter. A story filled with sweat, blood and tears. Some story to share whenever someone asks me about the badge. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would like to thank our platoon instructors for their guidance for our success in Lancer, my parents for being absolutely supportive. Last but not least, my section instructor, Warrant Lim, for grooming us into confident leaders and made JCC something so achievable for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7894218073724601140?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7894218073724601140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7894218073724601140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7894218073724601140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7894218073724601140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/06/since-contents-of-my-trip-to-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9174013515403331789</id><published>2010-05-16T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:37:00.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember just moments ago I checked online and found myself posted to OCS. Moments ago, I was unable to adapt to a cadet's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments ago, I was going for our first section field camp. then we dug the scorpion outta earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing I knew, I'm awaiting to befriend mother nature for 9 days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying hard that jcc will be a breeze for our team, and we'll come back safe and sound with that added confidence badge resting on our chest. I know I have people I could rely on, people whom I can entrust my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pro-term had been really busy, nothing near 'you can read newspaper and idle around', especially near exercises. Oh well, there might have been a few days like that, but generally we're preparing and preparing. It might be a little tiring, but it helps keep your mind off distractions. helps you learn time management the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god, thank fate, thank anyone who made it possible for me to come to OCS. It's been quite a life transformation, and only for all the good stuff. there is just so much knowledge to capture there, not just in terms of war. never did I knew, my knowledge of health and fitness was so insignificant, and my pain threshold so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in here, i met great people, charismatic people, and people who inspire me to simply take another step nearer to the finish line without stopping. there might be unhappy times, annoying people who made you feel uncomfortable, the process might be painful. but at the end of the day when you look back, every single detail is a learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this, i'm in for a jolly good ride. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll tell myself that loved ones are waiting for me back in Singapore. &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/6536415177067651602-9174013515403331789?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9174013515403331789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9174013515403331789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9174013515403331789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9174013515403331789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-remember-just-moments-ago-i-checked.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3408823205526229489</id><published>2010-05-02T04:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T04:21:36.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people! it's been awhile.. basically spent these 2 days recuperating for whole week of survival training next week! been reading up on useful information..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'd like to emphasise that no matter what you do, preparation is always the key. adapted from my PC, I'd like to summarise that Preparation:Execution is 9:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think you're weaker than the others, prepare more, manage your time better, sacrifice your sleep, sacrifice your free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe everyone can multi-task without giving up on people to people relationships. just look at my buddy weihao, he's doing really good! but of course it comes with great sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I just caught Iron Man 2 with Edwin and Fred, I'd say all that rah rah before the movie have brought up my expectations of that movie (maybe way too high), that I found the movie a so-so. Graphics there, definitely, storyline was okay.. It gets kind of hard to focus towards the end because of the willful nature of Tony Stark. The most absurd thing he did? Partied his bday away with his iron man suit.. Stark + Iron Man Suit + Alcohol = trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wish to spill the beans, go catch it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm doing great in camp. time passes faster when you focus on events going on. busy preparing for my first skill badge this time. I'll do my best to contribute to the team. pretty confident we'll make it, try our best at least. I'm confident in our team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3408823205526229489?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3408823205526229489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3408823205526229489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3408823205526229489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3408823205526229489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-people-its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3169721887300259144</id><published>2010-04-18T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:48:11.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i could work things back to where they were initially. and as i let go, i realised this was all a one sided affair. so i decided to give up, it isnt worth the amount of emotions running through my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3169721887300259144?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3169721887300259144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3169721887300259144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3169721887300259144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3169721887300259144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-thought-i-could-work-things-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5809227455487854705</id><published>2010-03-27T03:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T03:41:10.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just saw a trailer for upcoming movie that looks funny enough, kick-ass. haha. anyway, I just caught when in rome and it's not bad, worth the money. matt and pearl couldn't make it to our meeting, so I watched the movie with celina and leechiu. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet when I was in year 1 and 2, I wouldn't have known I would hang out with these people so often, and have so much to talk to with them. In fact I barely knew them well in the past although we were in the same orientation group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...... we were just talking about our poly lives, and I mentioned that I kinda regretted not being active in school. no more regrets la, I will just be more active in Uni next time. Hopefully get into a local U. So does Mutts and mittens in the past. Although I volunteer there, I feel that I tend to spend more time with certain dogs.. After army, I think I will still go back, and try to do much more than what I have been doing. I want to utilise my time well and contribute to those poor animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I would say army is really meaningful(im serious) and I've learnt so much, grown so much, I think Im still very much looking forward to ORD and doing the things I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would very much want to go back to the carefree life I had, and now with better time management I am sure I will be able to achieve much more. :) I'm a very people person la, although I enjoy quiet personal time, I still would want people around me most of the times. For people who know me long enough, they'll know I'm very easy to talk to one-to-one, and some how I could relate something to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I planned out is going accordingly, and the toughest part will be after army.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tough times don't last, tough men do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a 5 day break after finishing service term, and we're kicking off professional term soon. all the overseas trips and adventurous training, here I come! My next aim would be to commission, and invite all my close friends over to watch me. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5809227455487854705?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5809227455487854705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5809227455487854705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5809227455487854705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5809227455487854705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-saw-trailer-for-upcoming-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-298249834691606289</id><published>2010-03-18T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:41:57.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/S6ItYJS-NjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tfPzyRO3fGg/s1600-h/27178_361515546866_720876866_4226188_332023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/S6ItWLh5GYI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/s84rZjSHTsw/s200/24780_386074414253_730079253_4810174_7402353_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449968358147037570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;managed to get some pics from social night from the rest.. hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-298249834691606289?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/298249834691606289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=298249834691606289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/298249834691606289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/298249834691606289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/03/managed-to-get-some-pics-from-social.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/S6ItYJS-NjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/tfPzyRO3fGg/s72-c/27178_361515546866_720876866_4226188_332023_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4095448858011556476</id><published>2010-03-18T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:57:16.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on medical leave, which gives me 6 days to rest and recover, especially since I've injured my heel, ankle, shin, knees. This would deem a good time to recuperate. anyway those who have joint problems, do more stretching and take glucosamine, it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the homework and all that reading I have done, being at home alone often triggers some memories I've had before I got into army. where are they now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things I may not have managed well, slipped away, and I'll never know if I ever get a chance to get it back in my life. I miss the life I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I've been pretty lost in current affairs since I've enlisted, only being able to catch a few articles from my time magazine every week. this week's bkk protest is quite disturbing to me. do they know that they're people in this world dying without sufficient blood in the blood bank? they're actually using their own blood for political threats? its really quite sad to know how issues cannot be resolved peacefully now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that I've became a robot at times in camp, following orders and meeting timings. I shall not go into the point about taking lead. and I'm sorry if I've been blunt to some people and hurting their feelings unknowingly. oh well fyi, someone appraised me as 'weak mentality', lol. you may be right in some ways I guess. Either way, I will take that as a spur, as a kind of motivation to push me because I hate weaknesses, especially in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see a big change in myself, i think this year has been quite a life-changing experience. I meet many sorts of people, highly motivated ones to really smart ones and to sickening arseholes. hahah. I have so much stories about army to tell already, only my 5th month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is all about choices? not in the army, friend. hahah. oh well, apart from restrictions, I can assure you people the tough times we went through were worth the memories we have now. I've made great friends over tough periods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4095448858011556476?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4095448858011556476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4095448858011556476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4095448858011556476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4095448858011556476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-on-medical-leave-which-gives-me-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5256704104260496716</id><published>2010-02-27T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:39:10.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it sucks to be failing at things you try so hard, so many times in a row.. and there's nothing and no one that could motivate and bring you to finish it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5256704104260496716?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5256704104260496716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5256704104260496716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5256704104260496716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5256704104260496716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-it-sucks-to-be-failing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9028531562393712517</id><published>2010-02-21T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:53:01.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I failed to attain gold because of my 2.4km run again! I'll work harder because there are improvements already, unlike the last time where it got worst. I guess the mental part is really important in the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting to know how people get so interested in your army stories at times, especially the pre-enlistees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently bookouts are all used to train and recuperate, no more fun as priority for now, until I get my gold standard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-9028531562393712517?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9028531562393712517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9028531562393712517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9028531562393712517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9028531562393712517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-failed-to-attain-gold-because-of-my-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9084167725254491087</id><published>2010-02-17T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:39:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the break!</title><content type='html'>its the last day of break for all hotel wing cadets. i feel that it is definitely a well deserved break, and i'm sure many hotel wing cadets are feeling heavy hearted now. after returning to your comfort zone, your parents' care for the 4 days, you make your way back to camp to protect the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say i really miss civilian life! miss managing my own time, not meeting timings and deadlines every second, not feeling the pressure of IPPT/SOC test every now and then, always ready to turn out etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're trained hard, so we can lead the men in future. we're officers, leaders makes sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-9084167725254491087?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9084167725254491087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9084167725254491087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9084167725254491087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9084167725254491087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/02/end-of-break.html' title='end of the break!'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6947131397922456666</id><published>2010-02-16T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:07:25.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too busy to even have a small talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6947131397922456666?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6947131397922456666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6947131397922456666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6947131397922456666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6947131397922456666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-busy-to-even-have-small-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2286580401937162552</id><published>2010-02-14T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T12:13:32.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>Hello, happy cny to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, drinking session screwed up. too many last minute pangseh-ers. Oh well, anyway, I'm adapting quite well to the life in army now, just that now the Remedial Training will take a toll on me. If i cannot achieve gold timing for my 2.4km run, I'd have to book in Sunday morning 8am from next week on. That'll suck =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, I'm glad I got to take up the appointment of platoon commander over the field camp, I've learnt so much about managing people, more about leadership skills. It's so different to lead a group of cadets, who're all natural leaders by themselves. All the feedbacks and comments I was given, gave me motivation to keep moving, improving and become a better leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long awaited break for all the cadets, as we finally can get some decent rest from the stressful period in ocs. People who have knee/back problems, please take the chance to recuperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the chance to meet everyone up, let's arrange to meet up, old friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there are no runner ups in war, only winners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2286580401937162552?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2286580401937162552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2286580401937162552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2286580401937162552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2286580401937162552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6606997775224016868</id><published>2010-01-24T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:22:54.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>writing journal everyday, having restrictions on posting just makes blogging a chore at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like university here in ocs. map reading tests, this test that test, everyday we do physical activities followed by lectures. it's a fight with Z monster almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think getting appointment makes you more on high alert, am looking forward to our upcoming field camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must stop waiting for people to run past me. I must overtake the person ahead of me, I musn't stop right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for supper earlier on, came back and went for a short 3km run, followed by studying of map reading. time is frigging precious now. I can't even spend quality time with my parents! I must get through this 9 months, commission with pride. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends please pray for me. haha. i don't want to injure myself and get out of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6606997775224016868?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6606997775224016868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6606997775224016868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6606997775224016868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6606997775224016868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing-journal-everyday-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1491740453223994636</id><published>2010-01-17T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:13:04.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems that people move on in life, with or without your presence. It's quite heartbreaking when some things just have to move on, while you're way at the back, chasing hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly adapting to this new life (if you'd call it life), that I have, I'm beginning to be able to withstand the environment, the people, peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to forget some stuff that happened, how a rough start I had. I must give my all, no matter how my performance is, and I'm sure at the end of the day, I know I won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, I'm adapting to training, although everyone there is so much fitter and better.. Things have been brighter, I'm beginning to let go and forget some issues that have been bothering me. I try to tell myself that I have 28 men waiting for me to lead, why let 1 or 2 person distract my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for Honor. In hotel wing, we serve with honor, people look at us and we've nothing to hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-1491740453223994636?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1491740453223994636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=1491740453223994636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1491740453223994636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1491740453223994636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-seems-that-people-move-on-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6111470363229438462</id><published>2010-01-01T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:12:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone is fine, i dont have much time to catch up with all of you. ocs is tiring mentally and physically in a way, not that i cannot tolerate but sometimes i dont find that extra energy to push myself going for the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends and loved ones, keep in contact please! drop me an sms or sth! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6111470363229438462?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6111470363229438462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6111470363229438462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6111470363229438462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6111470363229438462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-everyone-i-hope-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7211964911974164295</id><published>2009-12-21T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:53:02.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocs starts in a few hrs time!</title><content type='html'>I'm starting the 9 month ocs course from tomorrow onwards, wonder what's in stored for us. Sure it'll be quite a fun-filled yet torturous phase of army, but I believe it will only make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was packing up, and I was suddenly reminded of how much I tried to become a better person, reading a wide variety of self-help books, training up in gym, keeping up with times, talking to people etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what defines 'a better person'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfectionism is SUBJECTIVE. In this modern society, everyone's point of view is really affected by the mass media. What is the idea of a beautiful girl? Does she need to have the height, charisma and godly figure like Miranda Kerr or Adriana Lima? What is the ideal guy in the current society? Rich, tall, handsome, drives a sports car? 'So happen' to be there when you're in trouble, when you need a shoulder. 'So happen' that he can speed to your house in his sports car to see you when you're upset? Brings you to his gigantic mansion and enjoy a passionate night together? Too much Korean drama, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend said that some girls will always feel that youth is still long and that they'll always feel that there's someone better out there. As a matter of fact, yes, there will always be someone richer, taller, more tanned, more suave, more educated, more qualified. At the end of the day, what does relationships mean? a contract?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some guy friends work towards being the 'perfect guy'? They pick up instruments, they memorise openers, they work hard and save up to buy the coolest apparels and latest gadgets(mind you, latest, not most useful), just to make a powerful first impression to the girls. Its definitely okay to want to look good, feel good. But do it for yourself ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, apart from these reflections and thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my last day before ocs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to have dinner with celina and matt, who generously treated us for the meal (thanks again matt!), then headed to iluma for the usual routine. l4d2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back, did some final packing and checking.. then going off to bed soon! heard there will be a lot of tekan session on the first few days. Oh well, I think honestly, this is really a good time for me to have a new start in life, to go there as someone new, to give my best once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure and will always believe that there are people out there who appreciates you, and me. I've always told myself to stay appreciative to loved ones, because I think it sucks to be un-appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, with that being said, time for bed and charge up energy for the great adventure tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7211964911974164295?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7211964911974164295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7211964911974164295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7211964911974164295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7211964911974164295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/12/ocs-starts-in-few-hrs-time.html' title='ocs starts in a few hrs time!'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8583480472229982516</id><published>2009-12-18T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T03:49:33.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's almost 4am in the morning.. some people deep asleep, for some already working hard. what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the last few days of my block leave, here I am, sitting here... wondering what's going on in my life. what is the next time I am going to take, how can I overcome some obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I reached another point of my life whereby some things just became stagnant, some decisions caught me off guard, and I need some proper guidance. the person whom i needed the most can't be here any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my life was pretty fixed, I thought I found my path in life. Unfortunately, some events cause you to make a detour, take an alternative route or even cause you to stop and just think there. It's not easy to make decisions sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do well in everything I do, I want to make everyone around me proud. I want to turn back time, I want to perfect this. I can make it right, I tell myself. but do you believe in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting will be out, in about another 6 hours time (and Im probably asleep then). This simple message is pretty crucial to how my life will be in the upcoming months! oh well, wish me luck! i hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cant keep up, i cant back down.. I've been losing so much time.&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/6536415177067651602-8583480472229982516?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8583480472229982516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8583480472229982516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8583480472229982516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8583480472229982516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-almost-4am-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1501215678051333945</id><published>2009-12-17T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T03:07:57.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't let someone become a priority in your life, when you're just an option in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-1501215678051333945?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1501215678051333945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=1501215678051333945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1501215678051333945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1501215678051333945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-let-someone-become-priority-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8003446189929218717</id><published>2009-12-13T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:50:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rich triumphs!</title><content type='html'>i wrote once, that guys love hot girls and fast cars. that is one of the main reasons why the power struggle in our society. only the rich can afford, the powerful and rich triumphs in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. this distinctive difference was so clearly established in front of me because I'm serving the army. Inside the camp, who's rich or who's not doesn't really matter, everyone has a fresh start. our results solely depends on how much effort you put in or how well you perform. no parent backup or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling kinda low. Not exactly pleasant incidents have been occuring in my life.. So, even during my block leave it's filled up with none stop trainings and activities to push myself to the point where I just fall asleep or knock out on alcohol for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope sometime, someone will just come along and take me away and show me the way. NS opens your eyes, changes your behavior, forces you to grow up, as well as takes away some aspects of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damage has been done, words have been said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't some things just go back to the way it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8003446189929218717?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8003446189929218717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8003446189929218717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8003446189929218717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8003446189929218717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/12/rich-triumphs.html' title='the rich triumphs!'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7636391114324972435</id><published>2009-12-11T17:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:52:07.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SyINbjpQKLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/g9rJ62XXDUY/s1600-h/snabble+edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SyINbjpQKLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/g9rJ62XXDUY/s200/snabble+edit1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413904469128652978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r04sRv6MvUw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r04sRv6MvUw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if only efforts paid off, if only true love exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7636391114324972435?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7636391114324972435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7636391114324972435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7636391114324972435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7636391114324972435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-only.html' title='if only'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SyINbjpQKLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/g9rJ62XXDUY/s72-c/snabble+edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7187057138485041243</id><published>2009-12-10T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:28:55.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP lo</title><content type='html'>091209 marks the end of my 9 week BMT life. I've made really good friends, underwent very positive changes I feel in myself. oh well, at least I didn't feel that BMT suck. in fact it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've picked up skills, observed and learnt, advised on what to improve on to be a better soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter where I'm posted to, I just like to prove people who look down on others wrong. I want to make an impact in lives of others as a commander. I'll miss my BMT mates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24km route march, APACHE platoon 2 almost a silent march. I agree we're pretty determined since we finished it without much cheer, but I thought it'd be more fun to do all the cheering. I respect people who always lead cheers, like John Goh and Kai En. It is to keep morale of the soldiers high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the march, some peers fall back, some fall out. most importantly, you gotta encourage them, correctly. Don't emphasise by asking them not to give up when they don't intend to, because you might inculcate wrong indications to the vulnerable minds during marches. push them, tell them it's nothing compared to whatever shit they've been through. Be there for your mates. I've always loved army because you know someone is there to back you up no matter what. Someone there to remind you about almost everything, gets punished with you when you forget something. That's something even blood brothers don't do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the non-military side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting difficult to cope with. i know you're there for me. it's hard, i get pretty emotional even after lights off in the army at times. i couldn't fall asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i dont know how long i'll take to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS PRIDE?&lt;br /&gt;PRIDE IS STRENGTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7187057138485041243?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7187057138485041243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7187057138485041243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7187057138485041243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7187057138485041243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/12/pop-lo.html' title='POP lo'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5401822226000330343</id><published>2009-11-28T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:55:48.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L4d 2 is not that fun. haha makes me feel damn giddy. additional weapons didn't help much in making the game more fun. it's tougher to clear now, with super clear graphics that is bound to get you dizzy should you not be a regular gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played it with matt pearl and lc at iluma. Ulti-nerd had to feed her hungry brain with more knowledge at home and couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New moon was probably a 3.5/5 movie. haha. i love this long weekend. 2 weeks to POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somtimes i feel like i'm running the race alone. or even racing against myself. the going gets tough, but is it worthy? &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/6536415177067651602-5401822226000330343?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5401822226000330343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5401822226000330343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5401822226000330343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5401822226000330343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/11/l4d-2-is-not-that-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7383580742662231534</id><published>2009-11-26T05:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:49:10.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more weeks to go</title><content type='html'>few posts before, I was probably writing about the start of enlistment. Now, its 2 more weeks before POP. Honestly, I really think I will miss my bunkmates. No matter if they have pissed me off before. Especially my buddy Jeremine.. haha. I'm glad we were placed as bed buddies, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're in army, you really think through a lot of stuff. it's actually quite fortunate to have someone there for you if you have one. when the going gets tough in field camp, route march, you have a belief, a consistent motivation to keep you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the high key events that we've completed so far:&lt;br /&gt;IPPT&lt;br /&gt;Situational Test&lt;br /&gt;Field Camp&lt;br /&gt;Basic Firing Package&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24km route march left to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my 2.4km giving me problems, trying to improve on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go OCS badly. If I were to get sispec.. what should I do about it? Anyway SAF also offered me a short term sign on, 3 year bond. im struggling between my dreams and a safe route. should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i missed you so bad.&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/6536415177067651602-7383580742662231534?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7383580742662231534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7383580742662231534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7383580742662231534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7383580742662231534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-more-weeks-to-go.html' title='2 more weeks to go'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4811813888552369475</id><published>2009-11-13T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:15:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past week in the army was quite slack... many things were canceled due to bad weather. Now im quite worried how it'll pile up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'm feeling a little lost about some stuff anyway. i think i don't know how to 'be there' for someone at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, army really isn't such a pain in the ass.. quite fun, seriously! i love the Standard Obstacle Course. It's like a playground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna pack my weekends! next week sit test, confinement :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4811813888552369475?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4811813888552369475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4811813888552369475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4811813888552369475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4811813888552369475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/11/past-week-in-army-was-quite-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5457752824320199093</id><published>2009-10-18T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:56:04.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first impressions</title><content type='html'>I thought it'd be interesting to keep a record of my first impressions of people! Decided to spend a little time here before I book-in at 1925 tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army life might be hectic, tiring, sometimes treated like pathetic low-life form by the sgts, but thank god I've good section mates. If I could rank what's the best thing in army that will be knowing great guys and working with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write about my PC and PS, but i think leave it first lah. dont know if its sensitive anot. however it's all good things lah.. I quite like our company's PC and my PS. Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 1 - Helmet (Yu Long) - Very helpful and nice guy, always the one to help us find out standards, like standby bed, how to fold this and that, what is the correct way of doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 2 - Khai - Needless to say la, knew him before enlistment. Numboy. Training buddy. Has quite similar mindset towards training and targets. Oh yeah, he can imitate people. Nice guy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 3 - John - Like to drink alcohol. GOOD. same as me. Very funny guy.. Especially when he makes fun of other people and gives ah beng lectures. like to listen to his jokes.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 4 - Kelvin - Friendly and helpful.. Malcom (army daze) lookalike. Has a gf that he really loves. can tell. needs to work on his upper body strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 5 - Jeremine - How do I start! my buddy man. bonded quite well with this guy man. thank god he's my buddy. been pushing each other, sharing jokes and woes, cover each other and helping each other with reminders and stuff. I think he'll be a really good friend down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 6 - Thats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 7 -Shawn - Meal IC, Firearms Personnel, Always right marker, always reminding people things during drills, want to be best recruit, best PT.. ... Sibei Chiong lah. this is hanlong's canoe teammate. Always going the extra mile putting in extra effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 8 - Heng - Huat ah! Funny guy. Love talking to him too. always laughing at random things with him. jokes same frequency... Always plays the hp radio to keep us in contact with outside world... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 9 - Wu Han - He may look like a small boy but he definitely has the guts and attitude of a great one! Helpful guy who lent me gutter when i was in a rush and not able to find mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 10 - Glen - Pretty nice guy but think he's still adapting to army life.. Lost his rifle on friday because sgts want to saboh him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 11 - Jun Hui (the rock) - Thank god he's in our section too. Ex-NCC guy who has knowledge to a lot of army stuff.. Our mentor in a way. Helps us in things like standby bed arrangement, drills and very good marching timer. We will thank god when he chup in to stop those lousy timers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 12 - Ming Hui - Basketballer, nice guy, easy to talk to, always smiles and cooperates. easy going. Great to have him with us. 2.4km he clocked under 10 minutes. Respect. All of us feel that he got PTI or FS potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 13 - Chong Ming - GES Bballer who lives in telok blangah. got alot of common friends. always kena disturb about his bunk buddy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed 14 - 'Xiao Ming' - just a random character we made up to scare Chong Ming. hur hur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5457752824320199093?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5457752824320199093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5457752824320199093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5457752824320199093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5457752824320199093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-impressions.html' title='first impressions'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4633357563595632375</id><published>2009-10-17T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:22:07.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apart from the fact that pulau tekong lacks of -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Girls&lt;br /&gt;2. Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;3. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;4. Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMT is actually damn fun! I'm kinda enjoying it! :D Will be confined next week though! make up for this week's book out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4633357563595632375?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4633357563595632375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4633357563595632375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4633357563595632375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4633357563595632375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/10/apart-from-fact-that-pulau-tekong-lacks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3446750822525776983</id><published>2009-10-08T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:40:51.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for the wishes everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bathed and bid goodbye to my heater and showerhead. HAHAHA. no matter what, im still v hyped up and excited for army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog about it in 2 weeks time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3446750822525776983?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3446750822525776983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3446750822525776983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3446750822525776983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3446750822525776983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-for-wishes-everyone-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-476581118807863723</id><published>2009-09-27T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:38:55.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i just finished half a litre of voldka neat. I'm feeling really f-ed up right now. i'll blog abt my life when i feel like. it was all so not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to shut myself out from the world right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-476581118807863723?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/476581118807863723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=476581118807863723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/476581118807863723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/476581118807863723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-i-just-finished-half-litre-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8275877816939748596</id><published>2009-09-24T01:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:32:26.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a new tagboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SrpbVSXV2sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/I-yHRcM1_lM/s1600-h/IMAGE_097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SrpbVSXV2sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/I-yHRcM1_lM/s200/IMAGE_097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384716725739969218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old tag board didn't 'come back up shortly' as promised so I decided to change to a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the building I work in, has 'strict management policies' to maintain the mall as a high-class/atas shopping paradise, there were several complications (blah blah) to the loading and unloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the delivery guy called I was at first kinda annoyed that I had to move the trolley to the cargo lift, go to level 5, push it across the carpark, take the other lift and go down to level 4, den take the same route back. However, at level 5, I spotted this Lamborghini Gallardo! Woots. Brightened the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get this adrenaline rush when I walk very close up with supercars. The last time it happened was when this big caucasian guy walked up to his lamborghini outside Hyatt Hotel, next to far east plaza. woots. Wish I could sit my ass inside some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys love fast cars and hot girls. This will remain a fact for (my) life. woots. cant wait to get my hands on my first car in future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8275877816939748596?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8275877816939748596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8275877816939748596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8275877816939748596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8275877816939748596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-for-new-tagboard.html' title='time for a new tagboard'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SrpbVSXV2sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/I-yHRcM1_lM/s72-c/IMAGE_097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5975644208415896870</id><published>2009-09-20T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:24:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post 101</title><content type='html'>Its the last few weeks before enlistment. haha. past week been to supper, caught GAMER and The Ugly Truth. Both good shows; same actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god, I have great buddies like Weiming and Joel, who understands that I won't be able to enjoy this kinda freedom soon and sacrifice their time for me. I'm really happy I met these people since I was a kid. People I'd remember till I'm old, if I make it big, if I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, weiming got my wireless connection at home fixed. sweet! I'm finally able to go online in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss a few friends, am gonna get a car on my last week before enlistment and meet them for supper or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually this whole 'waiting for enlistment' thing have helped me learn alot of things, especially about managing time and money. because I am now working for money, which means I have to weigh the dollar against the seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to strike a balance. My advice is that to work to learn, not just solely for the money and find where your passion lies, because it's the only way you'll be more happy, and therefore one person less to whine about their job in the world. :D my parents have been throwing all their time in exchange for money, not something I feel that is worth their time but nonetheless we're leading a comfortable and happy life. cant be stagnant though, when its my era, have to move on. move alot more. I want my bimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after graduating for so many months now, i realised tourism sector is really not where my interest lies. I'd probably still dream of OWNING hotels, not WORKING for them. haha. I find life more exciting not working for stability. Don't know what the future holds for me still though. Looking forward to challenge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I am eating and eating and eating and eating. who wants supper!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things don't change, people do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5975644208415896870?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5975644208415896870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5975644208415896870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5975644208415896870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5975644208415896870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-101.html' title='post 101'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6838160742507906902</id><published>2009-09-06T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:02:34.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my 100th post on this blog since March 08. I don't really keep up with my blog that often. Just that while I'm waiting for NS there seem to be much more to be said and much more going through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, having 1 month left before enlistment, I've been spending time with loved ones; like making effort to do so lah. I miss some people whom I haven't seen in quite awhile too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think life of a Singaporean is pretty short, in a way. We idle our way into Kindergarden. We start primary school and mug for PSLE. Next, we mug for O levels. Then, we either mug for A levels and head on to NS(guys) then finally obtain a degree, or we do our Diploma, NS, Degree/Go out to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will then proceed to work for the longest period of our lives... retire and die. worst if you work and whine every day like life's a bitch, because life is too short to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although our average lifespan is pretty old, but I feel that the time that we get to do what we really want, (travel and see the world for me) is so limited because if you're born in SG you're shouldered with lots of responsibilities since young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the root of all problem for most of us? money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly hope I don't end up the average singaporean because I won't be contented with that. well of course, everyone tend to hate their superiors/bosses one way or another. My solution is becoming my own boss because I'm too much of a narcissist to hate myself. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to complete my first backpacking trip by 24 and settle down by 30. I want to own a pet shelter to retire in and help animals along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so much plans all the way till the end of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for now, I want to meet all the friends I haven't met in quite a while. Pls call me out if you're free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6838160742507906902?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6838160742507906902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6838160742507906902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6838160742507906902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6838160742507906902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-my-100th-post-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3979987527846907027</id><published>2009-08-22T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:28:06.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've started my routine to prepare myself physically for the army. I've changed my gym routines, I've started running long distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still getting used to it.. because this week I got a 'burnout'. I collasped onto bed yesterday at 2.30am after the run and supper with wei ming.. Pulled my shoulder muscle yesterday, now I have the 'stiff neck' feeling. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up 1pm today, had my lunch and went to nap. I woke up at 3pm, feeling really sick from the smoke of burning incense paper below. With all due respect, it was my own fault though. I forgot they were burning and didnt turn on the air con, slept with windows open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts so badly, so I popped a panadol pill and crawled back into bed, and woke up at 7pm. Then I went downstairs to buy dinner and watched TV till now. I think I'm really tired. Next time during BMT days this is probably how my weekends will go. tmd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, my buddy weiming has the car this few days. Will be meeting them for supper soon. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow meeting Matt LC Cel and Pearl for XLB buffet at HV. hopefully joce going too. actually met mathiaus and LC thurs for dinner. random but we had quite a bit to talk about. haha. celina too, before she met her friends caught up with her for awhile but had too little time to talk. haahaha. she's going to set up most likely to suceed CCA club. HAHAHAHA. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I wanna read Rich Dad, Poor Dad, the classic financial management book. can someone lend it to me? I know alot of people has it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im looking for random part time jobs before enlistment! (Roadshows, events etc) and i decided to hold my camera purchase until after NS, with much advice from so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is pretty relaxed now, kinda enjoying it but Im still looking forward the to future! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3979987527846907027?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3979987527846907027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3979987527846907027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3979987527846907027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3979987527846907027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-started-my-routine-to-prepare.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1707968448701164446</id><published>2009-08-09T03:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:07:33.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time passes pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not try too hard to impress those above you, for they'll always look down on you.&lt;br /&gt;do not try too hard to impress those below, for what they'll do is just envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gain nothing wasting so much time trying to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there is far too many things (better) to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, anyone knows how to improve your EQ? hahah. I seriously suck at it. and I'm kinda insensitive to others at times, and overly sensitive myself. need to strike a balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn me and recommend me any good books to read about anything in the world please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-1707968448701164446?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1707968448701164446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=1707968448701164446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1707968448701164446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1707968448701164446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-passes-pretty-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-268249791717794126</id><published>2009-07-27T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:18:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was feeling a bit down these past few days, probably the first time I'm pinning down something unhappy in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell ill to fever which scared the hell out of me because I thought I might get h1n1 since 53% of Singapore cases are h1n1 positive. turns out to be common cold, thank god. but it took me days to recover, one of the longer recovery period from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to live a more fulfilling life for myself and to loved ones, but there are always implications in balances like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i work so much just to get some spare cash to buy an expensive gift, I give up spending time with people. only to end up getting mad at. for the record, i am paid by the hour. (not a lot, just average). when i predict and plan something, and a misfortunate event such as illness or weather sabotages, usually it just spoils the plans for the day. this time, it sabotaged me, screwed around with my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate sitting in front of the computer just killing time because I feel that it is not the way to live life. I hate finding things to do, because I know in life there are too many things to do, too little time. what hinders us from these usually goes down to a dollar coin or simply companions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate reality at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how people judge you before knowing what happens. how people only look at the bad side of things when you screw up. how you not reap what you sow at social relationships, how materialistic friends can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i escape into my own space when I hit the weights, when I hide in one corner at the bookstore or library or just lazing at home reading up something interesting - of which nobody judges and does their own stuff. today, none of which seem to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-268249791717794126?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/268249791717794126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=268249791717794126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/268249791717794126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/268249791717794126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-feeling-bit-down-these-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3679211389806536778</id><published>2009-07-20T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:36:41.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to set up Orchard Ion's Oka b. store today. Reached at 9am man. My gym time become work. NB. Lots of tagging, cleaning and setting up to do. But we managed to complete everything by 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Store looked pretty cool actually! Forgot to take a picture of it with my phone. Orchard Ion is quite massive.. It includes very atas brands like Vertu, Tag Heuer, LV.. of cos, Oka b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Havaianas opened their own boutique there as well! Think they've witnessed the success in Sz bringing in the flip flop and created the market here in Singapore, spotted the opportunity and came in. (At least that's what i suspect?) :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is abit packed, need to do quite a bit of stuff. Cannot neglect gym though. Anyway, training method is CHANGED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more 8 exercises per body part with abs. Changing it to 6. Do it the Triple H way. Low volume, high intensity. Going to hit all body parts hard. Hopefully get the massive structure of 83kg by end of next mth. Then will alter training methods again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, please visit my friend's spree website if you like to shop from brands from the US.&lt;br /&gt;http://spreegalleria.livejournal.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do support! Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw do see the doctor if you have flu, because 53% of Singapore cases are H1N1 positive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3679211389806536778?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3679211389806536778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3679211389806536778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3679211389806536778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3679211389806536778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-set-up-orchard-ions-oka-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6207037191348816057</id><published>2009-07-16T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:24:58.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to play the game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sl4B73hBR7I/AAAAAAAAALg/BflmaejAwVQ/s1600-h/triple+h+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sl4B73hBR7I/AAAAAAAAALg/BflmaejAwVQ/s200/triple+h+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358722734643824562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Triple H on the cover of Muscle and Fitness. Woots.&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/6536415177067651602-6207037191348816057?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6207037191348816057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6207037191348816057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6207037191348816057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6207037191348816057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-to-play-game.html' title='time to play the game'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sl4B73hBR7I/AAAAAAAAALg/BflmaejAwVQ/s72-c/triple+h+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7416935499303919705</id><published>2009-07-14T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:16:41.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/K5TT0Z07WD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/K5TT0Z07WD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=K5TT0Z07WD" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=K5TT0Z07WD" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=K5TT0Z07WD" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=K5TT0Z07WD" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/K5TT0Z07WD/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/thefray/music/h27_Drse/the-fray-never-say-never/"&gt;Never Say Never - The Fray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be meeting up with two groups of friends today.. its been quite a while. you know, sometimes I'm glad I met this someone, who helped me discover more precise ways to maintain a friendship, how to cherish a friendship, and in the process even learn how you might not reap what you sow in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only in this period of 'nothing', just idling waiting for NS did I realise so many things. Obviously I cannot be tied down to be a salaried worker working fixed hours in future. I'm willing to put in time and effort, but I want flexibility. Been planning quite a bit, better not list it out or if it fails it'll be quite embarrassing. haha. anyway I hope it'll get me to where I wanna be in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite an introvert since young, immersed in whatever I've been doing. haha. even after being nominated being basketball captain, boy's brigade company IC, I've been more than strict with people below me. People used to annoy me easily. I've been bad tempered, been kind of abusing my power :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when I went into poly, when all the elites met, I've been striped of all these privilledges. No more basketball team, no more uniformed group captain. Not that easy to stand out from a crowd. My course is more than just competitive. No more captain, no more close group of friends standing by me despite my temper. heh heh. at least I don't feel that they're obliged to, but my secondary school friends definitely are. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciate people around you, make time for friends and family. spend your life properly and make it a meaningful one. if you act like everyone, you'll end up the average person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same saying goes for bodybuilding. hahah. KEEP IN MIND, IF YOU EAT JUNK, YOU WILL LOOK LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, gtg gyming before all that meetings starts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, keep your loved ones near you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7416935499303919705?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7416935499303919705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7416935499303919705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7416935499303919705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7416935499303919705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-say-never-fray-will-be-meeting-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1820567810561448737</id><published>2009-07-06T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:25:07.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bits and pieces of rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SlDTT3gaSQI/AAAAAAAAALY/CoAX9Sk0iVc/s1600-h/jocesly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SlDTT3gaSQI/AAAAAAAAALY/CoAX9Sk0iVc/s200/jocesly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355012295214385410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally collapse after so many weeks of working non stop. Fell sick on tues, bb-ed colin and left the store at 1pm.. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home in a cab. On the cab, the driver kept trying to strike a convo with me, and he was really nice and friendly. BUT, I was actually controlling myself from puking. Hence I just smiled and signaled him to go on. after i alighted I walked for about 10 steps and transformed to a Merlion. Went to see the doctor and had medical leave tues and wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Andy for covering the next day shift. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstained from food that might have high lactose value, which really sucked because most of the food I love do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. learnt lesson from these rubbish also. as much as we should utilise every minute of your life, you should once take a break too. prepare yourself for a tougher route ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, went sentosa last week with joce to tan and relax, quite shiok. then visited my granny, and today went kbox &amp;amp; l4d with Matt and LC. Celina tio quarrantine, Pearl not free. going to plan next outing soon, and hope the 2 europe travelers got no h1n1. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recommend you guys the book, 'The Last Lecture' by Randy Pausch, Superb. Its a meaningful self-enrichment book. Books that I love. Or if you want Novels, try 'A thousand splendid suns' or 'Kite Runner' by Khaled Hussen. I was very touched by the story, very impressed by the writer's ability to bring the afgan world to you just with words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-1820567810561448737?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1820567810561448737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=1820567810561448737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1820567810561448737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1820567810561448737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/07/bits-and-pieces-of-rest.html' title='bits and pieces of rest'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SlDTT3gaSQI/AAAAAAAAALY/CoAX9Sk0iVc/s72-c/jocesly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6071992172455170859</id><published>2009-06-24T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:28:37.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>missed my sentosa trip cos of the rain. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, wonder how snowflake is doing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SkG5d2VeCeI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L1T82JSPqfY/s1600-h/P1014849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SkG5d2VeCeI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L1T82JSPqfY/s200/P1014849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350761754745768418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6071992172455170859?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6071992172455170859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6071992172455170859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6071992172455170859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6071992172455170859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/06/missed-my-sentosa-trip-cos-of-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SkG5d2VeCeI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L1T82JSPqfY/s72-c/P1014849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8253086269734070679</id><published>2009-06-21T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:48:18.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0ci3JGXBI/AAAAAAAAALI/Fc9e5baEeAw/s1600-h/DSC03021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0ci3JGXBI/AAAAAAAAALI/Fc9e5baEeAw/s200/DSC03021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463317629262866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0cimdAm9I/AAAAAAAAALA/2GVxjapCGNM/s1600-h/DSC03090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0cimdAm9I/AAAAAAAAALA/2GVxjapCGNM/s200/DSC03090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463313149369298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0cifrq7II/AAAAAAAAAK4/LecV4vfncJQ/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0cifrq7II/AAAAAAAAAK4/LecV4vfncJQ/s200/DSC03043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463311331814530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0ciL8zqEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/gVBFv1H6xNc/s1600-h/DSC03045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0ciL8zqEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/gVBFv1H6xNc/s200/DSC03045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463306034980930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another trip to mutts and mittens today, and we bought the guitar hero add-on for Jocelyn's NDS. She's obviously enjoying the game now. 19 dollars for tht thing. without it cannot activate the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we felt guilty of scolding sky the last time he licked joce's cousin's face which made her cry. haha obviously he's not trying to make her cry. dogs can't speak, they can't express concern and friendliness as easily as we can communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to time constrain, we walked Ritz, Sky, Wigi, Kingsly &amp;amp; Queenie only. That took up quite some time and energy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least a break from the hectic town life and facing people.. I'm sure joce finds volunteering at mutts as rewarding as me. In fact, she was the initial motivation for me to go there; gradually got attached to the dogs there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, these dogs without a home are kinda in a bad state. when no one comes to bring them out, they'd get cooped in that small cage of theirs everyday. Pee and shit also inside, sleep also inside, eat also inside.. nth to do and stare blankly also inside. walao, its like a prison but apparently they haven't committed any crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd encourage people to volunteer around when they have time.. doesn't matter if its pets, old folks'. as long as you help, more of these lonely people benefit. you'd definitely pick up a thing of two here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my long term goal is actually to set up a pet shelter, and encourage families to adopt dogs, encourage them to expose their children to friendly dogs... just doing maintainence and stuff and retire there.. will work towards that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn animal and wildlife photography as well! I think it's challenging to capture photos of animals nicely and they'd convey a story, a message from the animal to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which.. I went to gym after I sent jocelyn home today.. trained legs and went for a short run at the treadmill. okay, saturday nights are nice to train too. while others go out gathering, partying, the gym is kinda empty and the atmosphere is pretty good to train in. my pals are either FYP-ing or working on sat night for now. jocelyn's family time is sat night as well. gives me time to gym then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8253086269734070679?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8253086269734070679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8253086269734070679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8253086269734070679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8253086269734070679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-trip-to-mutts-and-mittens-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sj0ci3JGXBI/AAAAAAAAALI/Fc9e5baEeAw/s72-c/DSC03021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5714601527793487024</id><published>2009-06-03T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:07:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taken</title><content type='html'>im taken aback by the movie, 'Taken'. Liam Neeson did a good job depicting the role. The story kept me in suspense and excited the whole time. even towards the end I was wondering if he'll be shot by those mafias after killing so many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides the nice Audi cars and action, Taken gives everyone a preview of how smart human traffickers work in their country. you'd probably go 'oh yeah, they can do it like that'. after the movie, they probably have changed their techniques though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone travelling to europe, esp ladies aged 18 - 25 sld really go watch it. they're really cruel people. and how many 'real' Liam Neesons do you think there is to save you from these shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from human trafficking, here comes dog ABANDONING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 over dogs are abadoned on this deserted island to fend for themselves. cruel owners, assholes. if you cant fend for a dog, dont get it from the start. are they really like items that you can just throw away after you've had fun with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dogs even turned to cannibals, eating one another to survive. this really sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking%2BNews/SE%2BAsia/Story/STIStory_373529.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sorry this post had to be all so negative. but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better equip my daughter(if i have one) with self-defence courses in future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5714601527793487024?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5714601527793487024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5714601527793487024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5714601527793487024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5714601527793487024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/06/taken.html' title='taken'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9017337825801982827</id><published>2009-06-02T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:57:23.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grad party, overdue pics from tw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SiQIO2ulsOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qKDmjPxfnvo/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SiQHuBpYOGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/p9YZF10iAFo/s200/4471_90276595979_595260979_2342822_7155569_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342403545265616994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SiQHuEgvhiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pDZ9o1aaZNE/s1600-h/4409_91994035807_733415807_2296018_138963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SiQHuEgvhiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pDZ9o1aaZNE/s200/4409_91994035807_733415807_2296018_138963_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342403546034701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nth much to blog abt for the party. :) thanks kingston and celina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-9017337825801982827?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9017337825801982827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9017337825801982827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9017337825801982827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9017337825801982827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/06/grad-party-overdue-pics-from-tw.html' title='grad party, overdue pics from tw'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SiQIO2ulsOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qKDmjPxfnvo/s72-c/DSC02723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3406684498436653096</id><published>2009-05-31T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:54:49.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was pretty shocked to read about a portion of this particular country having a portion of their parliament members with criminal records. about 1/3 if i remember correctly, read it from straits times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, not exactly that shocking anyway. wonder if anyone knows which country is it without reading. probably can't digest it because in Singapore, I think chances are very slim or you won't be eligible to hold important posts with any unpleasant records.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3406684498436653096?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3406684498436653096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3406684498436653096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3406684498436653096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3406684498436653096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-pretty-shocked-to-read-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5159065569749353634</id><published>2009-05-26T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:18:45.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taiwan trip 18th to 22nd May 2009!</title><content type='html'>Ohkay. Shall pin down the series of incidents throughout the 5 days in taiwan before I start to forget all the details. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - 18th May&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Joce's place the day before, along with shilei. Got up 6am in the morning. Dorcas, Sl, Joce, and me, we cabbed over to the airport and bumped into Chester at the entrance. awkward scene later on. Yixin were with her family inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board the plane to HK, transit to TW. Plane ride was quite tiring, just eat and sleep non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached TW at about 5.30pm, got out, looked out for our transfer guy with the vehicle, nowhere to be seen. Supposedly arrange by Farmosa holidays. Then we went to the reception to get the lady to help us check.. wait and wait.... in the end error happened, no idea which end. our order was being forgotten, sent a last min chauffeur over to fetch us to our hotel at 115 Cheng Du Rd, Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to book transport for day 2 to go around all the far end places in taipei, but Chester predicted that the driver would prompt us (to earn the money of course). the driver then phoned his 'renowned friend' and bargained 'hard' for us and ended up 6000NT for one whole day, 12 hours. about SGD50 each. okay lah i guess. going to so many places, total 12 hours. However we wondered how many times did our driver 'bargain' and act the scene out to the passengers already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in, managed to get 1 connecting room and 1 double bed room. the girls took the connecting room, me and chester took the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked around for directions towards Hsimending. I swear the people there are really friendly and warm. I wish Singaporeans could be more like them. Taiwan is a rather safe place as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="PowerPoint.Slide"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft PowerPoint 12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bian suo&lt;/span&gt;, the toilet restaurant in Taipei after we finally checked in, shopped around abit in Hsimending before heading back to the hotel for rest to prepare for the crazy day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;We visited the places at the borders of taipei, not easily accessible by train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at the hotel restaurant, v simple fare but not bad. had porridge and stuff. non western bfast. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was Jiu Fen! It was kind of a Chinatown thing, so mostly cultural stuff, nice scenary, dried food stuff and local products. Highlight was the magician uncle thr who taught Andy Lau magic before. hahaha! We bought a few magic tricks from him. damn worth in my opinion cos in Sg they literally scam you for tricks. damn ex. The magician uncle said if i cannot learn the tricks come back to him he pay me 3000NT. walao, i go back sg already by then, still go back to jiu fen. fortunately they worked. heh. Chester was very fascinated as he kept talking and performing magic like randomly, including using yx's jacket sleeve to tell ppl he disappeared her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Ye Liu. We probably paid some money to get into the park and took random photos of the scenary. Nice but kinda weird. Oh well. We tried to took photos but THIS GROUP OF PEOPLE cut in front of us wanting to take photo. Think they made of glass. When their tour guide asked them to let us take last pics before they started, THEY TOOK PHOTOS OF US. Eh, go and fly your kite, understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the place, headed to Dan Shui. We ate the 30cm tall ice cream thr, walked around and Jocelyn and gang bought quite a few wooden postcards, apparently to be given to their friends and colleagues. the ice cream apparently cannot be finished before it starts melting and dirtying your hands. Jocelyn even bit an opening on the biscuit to enable the cream to flow all over my hand...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then we went to Fisherman's Wharf (Yu Ren Ma Tou). Took a lot of photos there, ate the Crispy Chicken (Uncut), just one big piece and Dorcas bought her second serving of fried mushroom. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the vehicle and headed to Shilin Night Market, the last stop of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As depicted by Shi Zi Lu Kou, Shilin market really has alot to eat. We bought pearl milk tea and this sausage thing that nobody liked but I thought was o-kay. The pepper bun was really good, in my opinion. It was foodstall after foodstall after foodstall. Probably the next thing to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the hotel via cab and rest. Really damn exhausted for day 2.. i ate my dabao-ed sausage while yx and chester left their half eaten ones thr. haha. abit gross though, cos the dish is damn oily. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack after i swallowed it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and headed for Ding Tai Feng. The Xiao Long bao thr was delicious, and I ordered the shrimp wantan soup which apparently not many people shared with me.. ended up finishing quite a bit of it. then when we left the restaurant I started feeling sleepy already. hahaha! I should have eaten more, bought a bit of snacks to put inside my bag.. because little did I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop was WU FEN PU with 4 GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you asked Chester, this was probably a nightmare to him. Was quite taxing on me too, but apparently it didnt suck as bad because I enjoyed shopping and observing retail activities. We accompanied the girls through this stretch of shops that consisted of tons of clothes every small store carried. it even seemed repetitive towards the end. Chester and me particularly preferred to shop at shoe shops, because they offered chairs (resting places). My bag was damn heavy with all the shopping stuff and with the long walk without resting I began to think route march in NS might be easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to hotel to put down stuff and headed out to buy dinner, dropped by STAGE hsiemending awhile. Was prepared to spend abt SGD 200 thr, but they had nth for me to buy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked until we couldnt find any toilet or even exits! It was that bad. managed to escape the place and headed back. Our dinner was Ah Zhong Mian Xian from Hsimending** and KFC, with KFC's PORTUGESE EGG TARTS. Da bao all back to hotel. the KFC we each paid only about 3 dollars sgd. the sinful food in taiwan is really a few levels above us, I swear. at least in my opinion. I seldom splurge and reward myself with so much junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;Went to long shan shi temple, Shinjuku plaza (which sells alot of branded goods) and bought alot of face masks (the girls) and foodstuff. brought it back to the hotel before headed towards Ximen train station again. Bought Luo Zhi Xiang's new album along the way. The train rides are not cheap! 20NT for nearby places, which is abt 1 sgd per ride and we kept taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we tried to walk to taipei 101 instead of taking the shuttle bus, ended up randomly shopping. Saw agnes b. tee.. liked it but not willing to spend on it. 90 plus sgd, actually quite okay leh got 20% discount but couldnt bear to part so much for a t shirt. ended up i had abt 2500 NT on the way home. Zhao Zhi dao spent the money thr. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played the basketball shooting game at one random shopping mall non stop, chester and dorcas both got addicted to it. shop at daiso for awhile, took pics with taipei 101 and headed to rao he night market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rao he night market is quite different from other markets because it is simply very food oriented. we sat at the roadside stall to eat beef noodle. walao sibei shiok. I ate beef noodle and another portion of this sesame sauce noodle that jocelyn didnt want cos she described to me that the owner cutting the head of the cow and digging the eyes out grossed her out (while I was eating), which I call fear factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really a long shop, highlight was shilei's 'burberry' rabbit bag. Joce back suddenly hurt pretty bad. got me pretty worried so I sent her back to the hotel and we stopped shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and she felt better so started packing luggage already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and chiong to ah zhong mian xian for breakfast.. i last min shopped. finally bought sth for myself which is the nike sneakers and a nike cap. Love the 2 items though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed for the airport and we finally left taiwan. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if some details were unclear. it is v tiring to write about the trip. haha. the pictures are too much i'll prob put them on flickr or sth and link them again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5159065569749353634?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5159065569749353634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5159065569749353634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5159065569749353634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5159065569749353634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/taiwan-trip-18th-to-22nd-may-2009.html' title='taiwan trip 18th to 22nd May 2009!'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3279756416140347601</id><published>2009-05-17T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:05:16.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leaving for taiwan tomorrow! 18th to 22nd May. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/irO0oDs2pu"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/irO0oDs2pu" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=irO0oDs2pu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=irO0oDs2pu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=irO0oDs2pu" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=irO0oDs2pu" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/irO0oDs2pu/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/dlz3xm/music/GqHuflsY/the-kooks-naive/"&gt;Naive - 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I finally graduated officially.. with the cert still in the envelop, still in the paper bag that I haven't really touched since I reached home the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation ceremony was a breeze. I was worried that the cohort of BS and TRM will take ages since every single one have to go on stage to collect the cert from Mr Philip Lau individually, by the time I went up half the audience might be asleep. Fortunately, the process went very fast, and our director shook the few hundred hands within the 2 hours or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grad attire made all of us look like we're from school of witchcraft or sth. well, a number of them didn't appear, including Karen who told me 'go la! why don't go.' last month. saw her with her bf at heerens when she told me she's not going. apparently end up quite a few from their clique didnt attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took quite a bit of photos, received congrats from many lecturers, bid them goodbye and hope that we could stay in touch. It'll be generally tough to hold the whole cohort together but I guess small little cliques that I can rmb, such as the BFFs, Joanna's Clique, Jocelyn and her project group, huiyu's clique, our l4d clique etc. will definitely keep in touch with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys going to NS (well, excluding Mathiaus and Wei Zhi) , girls going out to work or pursue their degrees. some of them even heading out overseas to finish their studies. (Australia, how fortunate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, this marks the end of my NP life, in a blink of an eye. been working in NUM for 2 years already suddenly. been tgt with jocelyn almost 3 years already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my coursemates who have been so wonderful over the 3 years (almost wonderful lah, black sheeps always exists) and the lecturers, especially Ong Poh Leng (Bstats) and Koh Poh Tee (Microeconomics) who have bullied us, and KPT keep pushing Jocelyn to OPL son before she knew we were tgt because apparently jocelyn doesn't want anyone to know about our relationship until it became exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, these 2 lecturers definitely taught us things beyond the classroom. Interacting with OPL probably taught me how to deal with old rich bastards who wants to make their students drunk. HAHAHAHA. KPT taught peishan how to deal with pressure. :X KPT also made me and zh damn thick skinned because we kept volunteering during her lessons and I only got B+ in the end. Chey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more, in our year 2 and 3 we met more interesting lecturers, those who belonged to TRM. They're damn cool (need cool teachers for cool students bopian). There's Mrs Lim (who made compulsory for us to sign up facebook and go to a Spa session). Friendly mum with like what, 4 kids???? Don't look like at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Ms Ong May Leng, whom I gave a headache because I fell terribly ill, lost 8kg when I was in charge of the open house. End up Harris and Jocelyn TRIED to work tgt to bring the project up but I wanted to cry when they simply cannot be teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Emeline Lee, retail teacher, invited us to her house during CNY. :D Taught us so many things about retail, so much insights and I can relate to quite well due to my job at NUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Eunice Ho, nicest teacher around. hahahaha. wah nth to say, first TRM teacher we met, treat us damn well, v nice and sweet person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Michael Chiam, telling us how he went on strikes abt bus fare hikes and stuff and left his exam paper blank..... and got a doctorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Annie Yee, admits that she has boring lessons but despite that still puts in so much effort to help students in and our of school curriculum, brought us many networking sessions with industry players. hahaha. priceless k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also Mr Andy Oh. Walaoeh, drive WRX and owns tons of photography equipment. taught us LAM, gave us prob 10 tons of reading papers. remember trm juniors think he good looking. lol. cool guy lah, opl said he's been through alot in life, ask me go learn more from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms April Ng. frankly speaking, two prominent things about her. first, she gave quite good advice to me on where to go for IAP. SECOND, she criticizes my dressing every chance she gets. called me pimp and waiter before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, still a few lecturers but didnt a chance to interact more with them. quite a pity. Overall, NP life was really fun. been through UPS and DOWNS literally. had sleepless nights mugging and rushing projects, had a period of time where i just track and field, work, jocelyn... school work abit heck. grades droped below 3. tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, another phase of life gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7943549643148486638?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7943549643148486638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7943549643148486638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7943549643148486638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7943549643148486638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-09.html' title='graduation 09&apos;'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SguaNQ68-kI/AAAAAAAAAJo/gp8o9qS_oTI/s72-c/DSC02691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2415098114150617736</id><published>2009-05-03T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:38:47.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another end of a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wasn't transferred yet. haha. got myself a new blogskin. neater, nicer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;went to Mutts and Mittens on saturday with Jocelyn, Yixin and Chester. Took lots of photos, had fun taking shots of animals. hard to get them to stay at attention to let me take pics though, but the good thing is that you get natural/candid shots of them all the time because they have no idea you're capturing their images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;jocelyn had driving today, and we met up at vivocity after that to have a meal and we shopped around quite a bit. laughed about CARS vs DOGS and many random stuff. think i almost drove her crazy. hahaha. as usual. Went to gym after that.. trying to follow some workout routines and tips from animalpak. roars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;life is peaceful now, but stagnant. no improvements.. no car yet. haha. in a blink of an eye, taiwan trip is just around the corner.. so many stuff to prepare for! cannot imagine 5 crazy days at Taiwan; it'll be a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;on the flipside, i seem to have communication problems at times, especially with people close to me. (excluding my buddies tho - same frequency) This includes my immediate family members and my girlfriend. as they(who are they, i don't really know) say, the closer you are the less likely you'll know what they want (like literally and simple stuff, not what they want in life and stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;caught a few good films recently: Green Street Hooligans, 17 again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;some pics to sum it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26BfhQOaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BrS-QFQOI_M/s1600-h/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26BfhQOaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BrS-QFQOI_M/s200/DSC02655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331622068680145314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26BISkTYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kf0DRW3gNFM/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26AiPYMCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vn2psPDlHIw/s200/DSC02603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331622052230606882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26AR9YDdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uXNEHUZ3ZH0/s1600-h/DSC02537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26AR9YDdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uXNEHUZ3ZH0/s200/DSC02537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331622047860133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2415098114150617736?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2415098114150617736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2415098114150617736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2415098114150617736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2415098114150617736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-end-of-week.html' title='another end of a week'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sf26BfhQOaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BrS-QFQOI_M/s72-c/DSC02655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-8434724964006760436</id><published>2009-04-30T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:39:43.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shifting to a new environment?</title><content type='html'>i heard i might be posted to the flipflop store at heerens from hidayat, where I started out as a num employee. no idea if it is a good or bad change. oh well.. not confirmed yet. I'm very happy at main now though, its the nicest outlet I've worked in so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been kind of tiring these days.. alot of people started school and Im begining to get all my slots. heh. $.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other note, graduation is such a chore. have to rent/return the attire, go back to school in neat hair, waste one day in school just to collect the certifricate. diploma cert, can send to our homes or let us collect at office in batches ma. forgo all the ceremonies lah. costs 39 dollars to purchase the graduation attire. who's buying it? lol, i wanna know why. matt made a note 'but if you lose it you give up 38 dollars worth of rental+deposit only. save $1. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired seh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-8434724964006760436?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/8434724964006760436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=8434724964006760436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8434724964006760436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/8434724964006760436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/shifting-to-new-environment.html' title='shifting to a new environment?'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6209107582081231580</id><published>2009-04-24T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:48:08.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enlisting Oct 8, BMT school 1</title><content type='html'>Received my enlistment letter today, finally no more hanging around. brings me to another question, apart from bulking up to become the next hugh jackman.. lol, what else can i do before NS starts? How many books can I finish reading? What new skills can I pick up before I enter? How can I switch my mindset to enter and be a leading personnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if I'll end up pursuing a career within the armed forces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i can cope with my outside life when I'm in NS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years, will be down soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6209107582081231580?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6209107582081231580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6209107582081231580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6209107582081231580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6209107582081231580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/enlisting-oct-8-bmt-school-1.html' title='enlisting Oct 8, BMT school 1'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9072274785543802460</id><published>2009-04-10T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:54:40.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sd41k_3dsHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6ew_XMM03iE/s1600-h/n564483582_1746786_1645066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322750719334133874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sd41k_3dsHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6ew_XMM03iE/s200/n564483582_1746786_1645066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sd41ki9_hII/AAAAAAAAAII/D0tHPDFkN2s/s1600-h/n564483582_1746785_1877743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322750711576888450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sd41ki9_hII/AAAAAAAAAII/D0tHPDFkN2s/s200/n564483582_1746785_1877743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took these photos at a park in sengkang. Credits to Andy Oh. Although I know it'll invite very unwated negative comments by some people that such a nice photo with such lousy model (i know who you are). My first photoshoot experience anyway. Have done the runway stuff but never tried this before. Quite cool and tiring experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah, love the WRX andy oh has. hahaha. sai. When is my car ownership opportunity coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has been pretty fun and relaxed, especially with the company of Hidayat and Andruew. We can be productive and at the same time joke about all the stupid things at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6536415177067651602-9072274785543802460?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9072274785543802460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9072274785543802460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9072274785543802460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9072274785543802460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/took-these-photos-at-park-in-sengkang.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/Sd41k_3dsHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6ew_XMM03iE/s72-c/n564483582_1746786_1645066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5859690651145251031</id><published>2009-04-05T23:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:20:51.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When questioned about how my friend's last relationship ended, he replied 'She went to the workforce, seen the world, came home and told me I'm not rich enough for her' - end of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realistic or materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been very tired and moody these days. cannot even concentrate in gym. hate this feeling. I need to get back on track. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKcYB8ymI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tvWhMcEx0QI/s1600-h/fs5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKcYB8ymI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tvWhMcEx0QI/s200/fs5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225548574018146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKWrhOjMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rlG5omF7hqg/s1600-h/fs7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKWrhOjMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rlG5omF7hqg/s200/fs7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225450726264002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKWCtvquI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CuzGtre04xU/s1600-h/fs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKWCtvquI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CuzGtre04xU/s200/fs3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225439772912354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKWC8uVSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TrGjRU8W6Po/s1600-h/fs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKWC8uVSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TrGjRU8W6Po/s200/fs1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225439835739426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5859690651145251031?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5859690651145251031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5859690651145251031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5859690651145251031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5859690651145251031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-questioned-about-how-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SdjKcYB8ymI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tvWhMcEx0QI/s72-c/fs5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7442003139574011043</id><published>2009-03-27T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:35:04.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. life have been quite monotonous. work, gym, hang out with jocelyn, send her back afterwork, supper with friends. well, BUT APPARENTLY VERY FUN, just that not financially strong enough, or it will be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pls notify me should any one see this jacket at any topman outlet. I want one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/ScuuqoN3OrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Z2vjbAJsKWM/s1600-h/jacket.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/ScuuqoN3OrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Z2vjbAJsKWM/s200/jacket.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535832414304946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7442003139574011043?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7442003139574011043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7442003139574011043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7442003139574011043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7442003139574011043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/ScuuqoN3OrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Z2vjbAJsKWM/s72-c/jacket.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9220383478557814037</id><published>2009-03-19T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:20:51.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yakuza Moon : Memoirs of a gangster's daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/ScJmVOy5DII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NuXpPKIKCys/s1600-h/yakuzamoon+cover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/ScJmVOy5DII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NuXpPKIKCys/s200/yakuzamoon+cover.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314923025185442946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought living as a big time traid leaders' daughter seem to let you live without fear of bullying, think again. Author Shoko Tendo shares her life story.. I borrowed this from Benedict Ong and have been reading ever since. It's 2 days and I'm halfway through the book although I only read it on the go. For those who wants to understand the dark side of Japan life and culture, this is for you. :D Its nth much about tattoos overall actually, its a great personal recount by a great human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, it's hard to tell when your loved ones will come and go. Sometimes even harder to guess what they're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking all these while.. Just working, gym-ing, dating - well, kind of lol, going out. in a sense whereby not doing much of brain intensive work. going to find something to do soon, hopefully one that can earn money also or I'll feel stupid. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave out 'Support casual friday' cards at Raffles place for the past 2 days. The weather is freakin hot. I got sunburnt. CBD is a damn inflexible place. everything have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;write in&lt;/span&gt;, do anything wrong you'll get threatened some more. so much for promoting flexibility and creativity in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;life hasnt been that good for my mum tho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-9220383478557814037?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9220383478557814037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9220383478557814037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9220383478557814037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9220383478557814037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/yakuza-moon-memoirs-of-gangsters.html' title='Yakuza Moon : Memoirs of a gangster&apos;s daughter'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/ScJmVOy5DII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NuXpPKIKCys/s72-c/yakuzamoon+cover.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3934362110841294076</id><published>2009-03-14T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:05:48.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SbvHrtGGwAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/35jqfc4nd4Y/s1600-h/quotewomen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SbvHrtGGwAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/35jqfc4nd4Y/s200/quotewomen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313059739067138050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS, REMEMBER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3934362110841294076?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3934362110841294076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3934362110841294076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3934362110841294076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3934362110841294076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day:'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SbvHrtGGwAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/35jqfc4nd4Y/s72-c/quotewomen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-6877574163382368991</id><published>2009-03-09T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:21:24.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only during the toughest and darkest times.. when you cry for help and nobody comes to answer should you know that you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live is unfair; live with it - or go do something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-6877574163382368991?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6877574163382368991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=6877574163382368991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6877574163382368991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/6877574163382368991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-during-toughest-and-darkest-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2073778847370914532</id><published>2009-03-07T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:30:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;take me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2073778847370914532?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2073778847370914532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2073778847370914532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2073778847370914532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2073778847370914532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/take-me-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4548785372250173583</id><published>2009-03-06T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:38:11.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-yJBsjatW0&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spoof of, whatever you like. AKA whatever I like. lol.. Recommended by Derrick Teo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4548785372250173583?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4548785372250173583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4548785372250173583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4548785372250173583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4548785372250173583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/spoof-of-whatever-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-2831136929384448015</id><published>2009-03-01T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:38:00.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finished my poly life</title><content type='html'>Last paper - STMO down. although paper is kinda tough, it's still the last paper anyway. NP will be quite a memorable part of my life, and I would like to quote a classmate, "I have more ex-classmates now". heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the paper level of endorphin rose like crazy. woooots. We rushed to the PT meeting with Annie Yee and April Ng (well, it was compulsory so we didn't have a choice). After which, I sent Jocelyn home and drove Matt, Pearl, Celina and Jennifer out to town to play L4d. Yes, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, although the producers for CS, Half life and L4d are the same, L4d doesn't have a password protected room feature. This made things very disturbing because of the team unbalance, we were constantly owned; and the people there seem to win easily and happily - for a long time. Wth. Made the gameplay even worse, with my computer constantly hanging and crude people around. I would never forget that the venue to play LAN game suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, met NUM main guys at Settlers, where Adolphus had to scare the waitress, Stanson do some weird stuff and took 20 mins to make Jin wen do push ups in the middle of settlers, all in the name of fun. Well, cos they lost the game 'First hand'. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN AFTER WHICH, drove up to west coast park to join Harris and gang for a short gathering which we arrived a little too late. stayed for abt an hour and everyone started leaving already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back damn exhausted. haha. Well, the countdown to army now starts. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to crazily earn and save up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-2831136929384448015?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2831136929384448015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=2831136929384448015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2831136929384448015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/2831136929384448015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/finished-my-poly-life.html' title='finished my poly life'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-9007210505732271408</id><published>2009-02-21T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:44:01.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7WWnCx9oI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KYOKUThD0Ac/s1600-h/b184307255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7WWnCx9oI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KYOKUThD0Ac/s200/b184307255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304913095015134850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7V_3XclTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lwyXsA7f3ak/s1600-h/IMAGE_049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7V_3XclTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/lwyXsA7f3ak/s200/IMAGE_049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912704259790130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7Vy-y-c3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/aHjNOAm9DIw/s1600-h/b184307458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7Vy-y-c3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/aHjNOAm9DIw/s200/b184307458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304912482916004722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics to sum up my valentine's. Apparently Jocelyn didn't send me other photos. So I have nothing to choose from. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, RMTR done today. Left with AY's 2 papers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-9007210505732271408?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/9007210505732271408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=9007210505732271408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9007210505732271408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/9007210505732271408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-pics-to-sum-up-my-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZ7WWnCx9oI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KYOKUThD0Ac/s72-c/b184307255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-3472515579856506143</id><published>2009-02-19T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:03:00.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>V-day came to a perfect ending.. The flowers, the pasta, the cycling all came in nicely. I guess dates really can work out if you put in more effort than usual to plan. Well, except that my GPS didnt work well and I had a hard time driving to the location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nice finish for the day, with nice gifts received.. but kinda lousy follow up. It's like bringing an organisation to its peak, but failed to keep the company running.. try to pick it up again after failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. There are some things which I feel that I should not type here. well, just want to remind myself to not swear in the future. i didn't expect swearing to get me into so much trouble since I graduated from primary school, nearly 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZw-qnYckTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_fvti5NIi8g/s1600-h/aaaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZw-qnYckTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_fvti5NIi8g/s200/aaaaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304183362982547762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to studying for exams. 3 papers to go, with the last paper on 27th February. Farewell, Ngee Ann Poly. It's definitely one exciting journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;sly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-3472515579856506143?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3472515579856506143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=3472515579856506143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3472515579856506143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/3472515579856506143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day-came-to-perfect-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZw-qnYckTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_fvti5NIi8g/s72-c/aaaaa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7929173536564015652</id><published>2009-02-13T00:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:19:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>virgin on-the-road experience</title><content type='html'>Finally got to go on the road with the Subaru Hatchback. Haha. Quite a pleasure to do so though, nice ride. Except for the part that we tried 1.5 hours to reach Mutts from Joce's place. Anyway, PT is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had KFC for dinner. Loaded with trans fats, fats, sugar, oil, PROTEIN... I should burn it off soon. Before or after my haircut man.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its been a hell out of an adventure these past weeks. Valentine's day is in two days time.. What will I surprise Jocelyn with? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prob blog about it again on that day.. For now, it's time to crack the brains! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to sum up this whole post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRYauKjYlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o5M55RL-UVA/s1600-h/IMG_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRYauKjYlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o5M55RL-UVA/s200/IMG_0161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301959877414052434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRX_lI6yPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oiF9jSAwgA8/s1600-h/IMG_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRX_lI6yPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oiF9jSAwgA8/s200/IMG_0171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301959411134810354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRStwo6dTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Dd6qyJALLAw/s1600-h/IMG_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRRhu61HSI/AAAAAAAAAF4/hAEYFf3Kv20/s200/CIMG4246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301952301294230818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRRM9VpN6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1ZVdChwB9UI/s1600-h/CIMG4235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRRM9VpN6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1ZVdChwB9UI/s200/CIMG4235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301951944387540898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRQyrtrFOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/J2doeJ7qEmY/s1600-h/Ultinerds+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRQyrtrFOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/J2doeJ7qEmY/s200/Ultinerds+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301951492979889378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRQkdubCRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZVU-w6dnmF8/s1600-h/n656066224_1520747_327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRQkdubCRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZVU-w6dnmF8/s200/n656066224_1520747_327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301951248706767122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7929173536564015652?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7929173536564015652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7929173536564015652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7929173536564015652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7929173536564015652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/02/virgin-on-road-experience.html' title='virgin on-the-road experience'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SZRYauKjYlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o5M55RL-UVA/s72-c/IMG_0161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-7257982979341938666</id><published>2009-01-29T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:58:02.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While working on the stupid ISes, I cant help but post a video kingston linked me. HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1ZZreXEqSY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1ZZreXEqSY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-7257982979341938666?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7257982979341938666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=7257982979341938666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7257982979341938666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/7257982979341938666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/while-working-on-stupid-ises-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1734799719714820353</id><published>2009-01-27T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:10:43.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy CNY - day 1</title><content type='html'>No doubt, as you grow older, festives becomes a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today with a jaw ache! Tsk, tsk. It's painful to bite or even yawn. Thank god I could go through this shit without any responsibilities like school or work. It's nice to know so many people are visiting my granny though. She loves being around people; no doubt she is sociable and able to talk to anyone, even youngsters. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another year has passed, as I look at my parents, my grandmother, they're aging as well. I'm enlisting soon. I don't know how tough it'll be to not be able to enjoy the comfort of my bed, this computer and the internet connection, gym. Obviously the hardest part would maintaining all my relationships; with my girlfriend, family, friends. Guess I'll take it as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the serious note, I want to be debt-free and earning, spending at a very comfortable level right after CNY. The ang baos will bring me through a small monetary tide in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end off this new year and my bad jawache, I shall get some painkillers and a long rest till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-1734799719714820353?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1734799719714820353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=1734799719714820353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1734799719714820353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/1734799719714820353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny-day-1.html' title='happy CNY - day 1'/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-5597146293048412223</id><published>2009-01-22T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:33:03.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've an announcement to make. PT report is DOWN. Woots. Damn that felt good. Special thanks to all my group members for making it happen. Next target is to ace the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Left 4 dead is really addictive, damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been spending quite a bit of time with Jocelyn recently. Had dinner at IKEA. No doubt it is known for its home furnishing, but I strongly recommend their cafe! The salmon is damn good. I must take some pictures and post it here in future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My life have been revolving around joce, school, gym, work.. Well, I take some time to spend with my grandmother and my parents as well. Closest people. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, guys, what to wear during CNY? It's such a bore.. I bought 2 shirts, from Zara and Fox. Didn't manage to find time to shop for any jeans/footwear. Guess if I don't buy them I'll just stick with current ones, no harm anyway. Layering clothes is not feasible in Singapore, and the metrosexual look is already very boring, at least to me. Playing with labels is not money-wise. Hahahaha. Best option - Build up your body so that whatever you wear will appear nice. Hurr hurr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294141176203096978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SXiRWaZas5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/C6XQ4uFeY_E/s200/P1011405.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Btw, David Cook's album is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-5597146293048412223?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5597146293048412223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=5597146293048412223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5597146293048412223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/5597146293048412223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-announcement-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ah6xBzGcEAo/SXiRWaZas5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/C6XQ4uFeY_E/s72-c/P1011405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-4438492897035181057</id><published>2009-01-20T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:11:06.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we got down the integrated presentation today, which is kinda good. well, finally the pressure is off the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this self-esteem issue sometimes still haunts me down occassionally, the game only helped me to a certain extent, towards certain issues. Financial matters, I've still got a long way to go. Well, I'd be making plans and trying to adhere to them, especially monetary issues. It seems to be damn sensitive to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, after graduation I'm going devote more time and effort into my relationship. need to spend time with her upon graduation, or she will face very tough 2 years when I get into NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to exceed expectations in everything I do, I want to be the best.. I cannot be lazy anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust me, I will beat you down, flat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536415177067651602-4438492897035181057?l=slysworkinglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4438492897035181057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6536415177067651602&amp;postID=4438492897035181057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4438492897035181057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536415177067651602/posts/default/4438492897035181057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slysworkinglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-got-down-integrated-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14700556042719818465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536415177067651602.post-1957994816406603130</id><published>2009-01-12T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:18:21.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got STMO report and presentation down. Next up, Integrated presentation and WISP on the way. PT will be the last to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a journey year 3 is. everyone's giving it their all to finish the final stretch. STMO presentation was rather okay, except that we exceeded the time limit, with me as one of the culprit who spoke very long. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, recently been playing Left 4 Dead with Mathiaus. quite a thrilling game I would say. I'm not really addicted but I feel that it's quite a good way to destress. Can try it at good LAN gaming shops, like e2max because the lousy computers cant really support this game. good graphics and gameplay. woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after presentation and STMO tut, Matt, Zh, Pearl and Me went to play left 4 dead... I came back home after that, preparing for another kind of war with PT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we'll have yet another lecture at Novotel, gonna bring my blazer there, it freezes in the hotel. wondering if i can make time for gym soon. 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