<?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-3985474</id><updated>2011-09-17T01:04:24.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>garY's bloG....welcomE......hAa...</title><subtitle type='html'>juZ a plaCe tO wrIte abt mY semI chArmEd kiNda liFe..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8972700575514613673?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8972700575514613673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8972700575514613673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8972700575514613673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8972700575514613673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-will-forever-be-grateful-to-nurse.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-820993454344305872</id><published>2010-10-03T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:57:32.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got a confession to make.&lt;div&gt;I wanna be a radio DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna do voiceovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna try my hand in talking with people without knowing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna be like Glenn Ong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The People's DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I consider a career switch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985474.post-1804663134569294511</id><published>2010-08-28T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T12:19:11.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"She may be cute, but she's no substitute.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the perfect one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1804663134569294511?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1804663134569294511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1804663134569294511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2611698360239800070?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2611698360239800070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2611698360239800070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2611698360239800070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2611698360239800070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-this-lifestyle-that-i-led-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4260751651233501398</id><published>2010-08-14T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T13:02:43.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need a sign to let me know you're here&lt;br /&gt;Both of our paths are being crossed over the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I need to know that things are gonna look up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my heart&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the world shake from the words that are said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-3985474.post-7129226626821883642</id><published>2010-07-16T07:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T07:18:27.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've seen that road before....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7129226626821883642?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7129226626821883642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7129226626821883642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7129226626821883642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7129226626821883642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-seen-that-road-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8287215426618386341</id><published>2010-07-06T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:30:31.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You jump, I jump</title><content type='html'>I was nearby the Singapore Cruise Centre today.. &lt;div&gt;Saw a huge cruise ship depart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I wanna go on a cruise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-3985474.post-9170995917327041085</id><published>2010-07-03T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:25:14.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School fees cost so much!&lt;div&gt;One thousand four hundred and forty four and fifty cents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel poor already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not enough to spend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone willing to sponsor my education?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be grateful to you for life..&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;Poor mommy, just messaged me.. Leg pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't go to grandma's place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-9170995917327041085?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/9170995917327041085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=9170995917327041085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/9170995917327041085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/9170995917327041085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-fees-cost-so-much-one-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4090643180237452594</id><published>2010-06-30T16:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:39:53.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleed it out..</title><content type='html'>Had a day surgery, kinda like an impromptu one. &lt;div&gt;Had a direct access referral from the GP i saw.. He didn't have a clue what that thing in my mouth was. Well, neither did I...  It looks like an extra miniature tongue growing underneath my tongue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The surgery was as follows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gauze placed over my eye.. Followed by the kinda thing the dentist would place over your mouth when cleaning the teeth.. With only a small opening for the mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sprayed the anesthesia...then injected the area with a local..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grounded me, cos he was using laser to burn and cut the area..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear the smell of charred meat is worst than over-frying your food man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smell of charred human meat..I can imagine those people who jump down the tracks..Get charred by 400V of electricity.. I can imagine the smell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna die of electrocution.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty much as shocked as anyone else when I first saw it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got pictures of before, after and now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall not post them here, don't wanna make you puke your meal out.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, happy that I got it removed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thanks to those who cared.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With even special thanks for the one that showed up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Touched..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4090643180237452594?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4090643180237452594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4090643180237452594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4090643180237452594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4090643180237452594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/had-day-surgery-kinda-like-impromptu.html' title='Bleed it out..'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3024036054704259964</id><published>2010-06-24T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:15:43.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Howdy folks,&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a crap in the toilet as I'm writing this now..&lt;br /&gt;This very moment and what is happening in the toilet now is purely coincidental. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohh..There's this tumor like thingy growing under my tongue..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel scared. It looks like the picture on a tumor I searched online earlier on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dieeee..Got mouth cancer! Gonna die soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worst thing is..I can flip it around..Play with it..Move it up and down..WITH MY OWN TONGUE....HAA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.3.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3024036054704259964?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3024036054704259964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3024036054704259964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3024036054704259964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3024036054704259964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-31541510579495050</id><published>2010-06-20T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:27:09.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartfelt moments.</title><content type='html'>Talk had been going on for weeks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(A little history lesson..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and my aunt were actually neighbours last time when they were living in River Valley..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those kinda neighbours they portrayed on tv where they just live a corridor(as long as a lane) away, share the same kitchen.. They are only divided by a thin plywood wall.. The families stayed in 1 single room.. And 1 unit could house as many as 3-4 families.. Yeppp..back in those days..That's how they lived..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so happened that my mom married my dad and this neighbour married my dad's younger brother.. Which means that my grandma knows my aunt.. Can still remember her name, which was confirmed today.. I had doubts about that when I was talking to my mom about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, finally the day has come.. My aunt decided to go down with my grandma, to visit my grandma.. Sounds confusing enough?? I'm trying to make it less confusing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma = Dad's mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granny = Mom's mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from now on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, grandma arrived..And the meeting was like the meeting of 2 ladies, 1 living in the north pole the other living in the south.. my granny's eyes glowed so brightly you can see a smiley appearing at the iris.. ahahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my grandma gave granny the most heartwarming of all hugs and handshakes......it almost left a tear in my eye..they talked about old days..they talked about themselves...they talked even though they had hearing problems..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a touching sight..one that i would probably never forget..NEVER..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The downside is, as my mother commented.. This is probably the last time they get to talk to each other already.. I totally agree..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food cannot be absorbed by granny.. The tumor/cancer/whatever inside her stomach is like the size of a mini jabulani..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She tries to eat still, but some will end up being thrown up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest, i think probably just feeds the tumor/cancer/whatever inside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her time is nearing..we all know it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 7th mth is around the corner...&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/3985474-31541510579495050?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/31541510579495050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=31541510579495050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7032778790556645735?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7032778790556645735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7032778790556645735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7032778790556645735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7032778790556645735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/drying-up-in-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6330965955640325613</id><published>2010-06-12T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T17:06:41.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mummy says 26weeks is the maximum for grandma..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6330965955640325613?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6330965955640325613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>It hurts to see someone lie down and waste her life away.&lt;div&gt;But there's nothing much you can do about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just weeks ago, she could still "tip" the nurse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, she lies there day and night, only opening her eyes slightly see who's around when someone calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gently, gingering sticking her hands from under the blanket and moving her fingers to wave goodbye or hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's deteriorating.. We can see it, she can feel it. We all know it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only a matter of time.. I believe she's lost the will.. The fire that's burning inside has slowed down to a candle flame which flickers as if the fuel that keeps it burning is retarding.. &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&gt;Well, what's your purpose in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love to live, or to live to love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be engaging in smooth curves, delicate touches, exquisite moves and sweaty bodies this Thursday from 6-7, in a pre WC preperations..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting the fever yet?? I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PASS MASTER GARY ALONSO IN DA HOUSE BAYBEHHHH...........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7428415583541767262?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7428415583541767262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7428415583541767262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7428415583541767262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7428415583541767262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-hurts-to-see-someone-lie-down-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4741118134471219647</id><published>2010-06-02T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:05:16.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you pals for that enjoyable heart to heart conversation we had at Wala Wala.&lt;div&gt;Though we did not head upstairs cos' it's too noisy, downstairs was where we could talk the night away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, through the years, I've learnt a great deal of things from the both of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tonight, I've learnt about myself more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm not doing things right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I need to take the first step? And afterall they call it the leap of faith, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that some things that I do are not agreeable with you both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you have my interests at heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you both care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I get a scolding from either one of you and I deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta have a little faith right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fear the outcome..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna get it right this time and yet there's a little fear inside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe a part of me is still hurting? Maybe a part of me just doesn't wanna move on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever the reason is, I'm willing to start all over again. I wanna start all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there's somebody who understands how I feel, the person is you.&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;Let me love you, right.&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/3985474-4741118134471219647?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4741118134471219647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4741118134471219647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4741118134471219647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4741118134471219647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you-pals-for-that-enjoyable-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3662361397359700868</id><published>2010-06-02T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:25:29.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCZxS277oD4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCZxS277oD4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Thinking about thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Summertime think it was June&lt;br /&gt;Yeah think it was June&lt;br /&gt;Laying back, head on the grass&lt;br /&gt;Children grown having some laughs&lt;br /&gt;Yeah having some laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking back, drinking for two&lt;br /&gt;Drinking with you&lt;br /&gt;And drinking was new&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the back of my car&lt;br /&gt;We never went far&lt;br /&gt;Needed to go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up cold coffee and juice&lt;br /&gt;Remembering you&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we'll meet again&lt;br /&gt;Talk about us instead&lt;br /&gt;Talk about why did it end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel like the one&lt;br /&gt;The one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where we are going now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a look at me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3662361397359700868?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3662361397359700868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3662361397359700868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3662361397359700868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3662361397359700868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/thinking-about-thinking-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4702843174768560147</id><published>2010-06-01T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:23:04.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I need to sort out, everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4702843174768560147?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4702843174768560147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4702843174768560147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4702843174768560147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4702843174768560147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-think-i-need-to-sort-out-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2816571129485879852</id><published>2010-05-31T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:43:35.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow got BIG ASS Audit!!&lt;div&gt;Federal Aviation Administration!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st June to 4th June!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our ass is gonna tear, as what my colleague always says..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing about Americans is that they think they are the best, they are always right and they want things done their way means it has to be done their way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sad thing about Singaporeans, is, we agree with whatever the Americans say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, good luck for the huge ass audit!! Which would bring in revenue of millions if approved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2816571129485879852?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2816571129485879852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2816571129485879852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2816571129485879852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2816571129485879852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/tomorrow-got-big-ass-audit-federal.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7114962367710979981</id><published>2010-05-30T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:47:20.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it's over...</title><content type='html'>A little something before I sleep and go back to work tomorrow...........TOMORROW!!! Always comes so soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exam is over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Euphoria!! 2 months of holidays before it starts all over again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these 2 months, got no public holidays.. Damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next one is National Day I think!!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crapsss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, paper was kind of a breeze yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I lost 12 marks? (Hehe! Still got time to count lost marks..I must be damn pro..) But the 2 tests pulled me down.. Didn't really do well for the both of them. It is gonna pull my overall aggregate down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's why next sem I took only 2 modules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both hard ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ran 10km only, for the sundown..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes..A simple 10km.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only motivation is thinking when will you get to the next water point..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those motivators/helpers must be irritated by me..I kept asking, where's the nx water point?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supper was nice.. Dimsum! Right? Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the fear of running out of petrol was real! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky I didn't run outta petrol..Phewww....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so gonna go into Malaysia to pump nx week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vpower!&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;object width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/12iFzBTMsr4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/12iFzBTMsr4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;"I don't know much....But I know I love you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3985474-7114962367710979981?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7114962367710979981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7114962367710979981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7114962367710979981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7114962367710979981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-something-before-i-sleep-and-go.html' title='When it&apos;s over...'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2769355956901546744</id><published>2010-05-29T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T18:00:03.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've drank more tea than the tea lady who plucks the tea leaf in Sri Lanka..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2769355956901546744?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2769355956901546744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2769355956901546744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2769355956901546744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2769355956901546744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-ive-drank-more-tea-than-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2545305581959328660</id><published>2010-05-24T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T15:35:59.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitch a ride.</title><content type='html'>Exam was a torture!&lt;div&gt;Having 2 papers in a span of 5hours is also a torture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest torture is sitting in the cold exam hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so hard..Even those smart alecks struggled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means, those not so smart alecks like me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little fearful of these 2 papers. No, very fearful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one of those papers where you wished you would just pass them and not score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it pulls down your GPA, you still just wanna pass them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, hope for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say chewing gum relieves stress..And I was chewing furiously for 5hrs straight. That's the level of stress I was experiencing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reached home, had dinner and chew somemore..Jaw ache already la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya! I took a bus to SIM, cos NP implemented the stupid carpark label thing. Meaning that non NP staff/students cannot park in their premises. And risk getting fined/wheel clamped/towed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I parked at my beloved SP and took 74 down to SIM. Journey was short. So might as well righttt??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny thing is..I boarded the bus. Walked straight in. Sat down. Oblivious of my surroundings, until the bus driver went, "Ni hai mei you scan card!" I was like..OH!!!! YAAAAA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I realised it's been awhile since I last took a bus. 6mths?&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;Told my mama I wanna revamp my whole room after the exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said, go ahead. But be prepared to hear nagging from your stubborn old man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyone wants to help me with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll supply the newspaper hats. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add a portable aircon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take away the wall panel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add power points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add a new paint job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add new life into my room!&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/3985474-2545305581959328660?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2545305581959328660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2545305581959328660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2545305581959328660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2545305581959328660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/hitch-ride.html' title='Hitch a ride.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8268903370290130119</id><published>2010-05-23T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T01:35:34.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little something before I sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We clench our fist and put it across our chest to say the pledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I want all of you to clench your fist and put it on your stomach..Yep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the size of the tumor inside my grandma's stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more than a tumor, it's a cancerous tumor. One that had been there for an estimated 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 years is a long time if you asked me, it's enough for someone to grow from healthy to ill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, it's in its final stage already and there's nothing much we can do about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ETD, afew months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many questions running through my mind now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come there wasn't a scan performed during her first visit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come it wasn't detected earlier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of answers came to light and the pieces of the puzzle are slowly being placed together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She still looks healthy. (In fact, she still does.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She still can eat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To link everything up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's probably eating to feed the tumor, which explains why she's always feeling hungry and having problems moving her bowels. Food that goes in, is absorbed by the tumor and some by the stomach, cos' that's where initial digestion takes place. Nutrients are still being absorbed in the process. 2 years of nutrients all gone into that lump inside. What a waste! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, the tumor is spreading. The liver is touching against the tumor now and we all know that when your liver fails, your whole body practically shuts down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't come and ask me whether I'm ok or not. Cos I'll probably tell you that I'm fine, all that. But deep inside, you know and I know that I'm not. Sometimes you gotta put a strong front right? But, you know that you can't..yet you show it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, which is worst? Having cancer? Or not knowing that you have cancer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tell me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granny still thinks everything is ok. She still thinks that she's just there as a precaution, like the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's gonna break the news? Will she even know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that she should know. She deserves to know. She has the right to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;......life...&lt;/span&gt;&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/3985474-8268903370290130119?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8268903370290130119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8268903370290130119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8268903370290130119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffej15-Dgl0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;You're better then the best&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky just to linger in your light&lt;br /&gt;Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right&lt;br /&gt;Completely unaware&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to where you send me,&lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok&lt;br /&gt;And the moments where my good times start to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you come along&lt;br /&gt;Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that&lt;br /&gt;You steal away the rain and just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I lived without you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everytime that I get around you&lt;br /&gt;I see the best of me inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3388009515276998852?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3388009515276998852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3388009515276998852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3388009515276998852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3388009515276998852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-better-then-best-im-lucky-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-15252531829494170</id><published>2010-05-19T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:26:38.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wished that the level of determination you have to pull through a camp would be the same level of determination you use when you pull through tough times like now.&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wished that you won't always find the easy way out of things by answering you don't know..&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/3985474-15252531829494170?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/15252531829494170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=15252531829494170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/15252531829494170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/15252531829494170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-wished-that-level-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3523154196991463739</id><published>2010-05-17T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:50:00.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It didn't occur to me that............&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Deep inside the canyon I can't hide....I can't...&lt;/span&gt;&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/3985474-3523154196991463739?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3523154196991463739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3523154196991463739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3523154196991463739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3523154196991463739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-didnt-occur-to-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2549150848650213102</id><published>2010-05-17T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:44:44.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every once in a lifetime.........................&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Someone like you walks by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tell me what am I supposed to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/3985474-2549150848650213102?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2549150848650213102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2549150848650213102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2549150848650213102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2549150848650213102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/every-once-in-little-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4562510161722064560</id><published>2010-05-16T01:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:21:39.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, I wanna be your backup plan.. :)</title><content type='html'>I got dosed by you and&lt;div&gt;Closer than most to you and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take it away I never had it anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take it away and everything will be okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In you a star is born and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut a perfect form and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone forever warm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show love with no remorse and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climb on to your seahorse and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ride is right on course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the way I wanted it to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the way I knew that it would be with you..&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;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wonder..............&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;will there even be another 'again'?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what's holding you back?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4562510161722064560?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4562510161722064560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4562510161722064560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4562510161722064560'/><link rel='self' 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still mobile then) would buy this fish for me, my mother would always make porridge out of it and my grandma would come sit at the table and feed me. Of cos she would sneak afew mouthfuls into her mouth too..I remember.. Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday, my father bought the bone of the fish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And boy oh boy was it good or what...Just a single bone can make the soup so tasty. And drinking it, really brings back memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good ol' memories....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-5886132736486012677?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5886132736486012677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5886132736486012677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5886132736486012677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5886132736486012677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/every-once-in-blue-moon-my-father-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6575775630223424203</id><published>2010-05-12T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:02:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all the lads and lasses,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Camping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best wishes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6575775630223424203?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6575775630223424203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6575775630223424203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6575775630223424203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6575775630223424203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-all-lads-and-lasses-happy-camping.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3980393361881323190</id><published>2010-05-11T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:59:14.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how when you kinda close the chapter and turn the page..&lt;div&gt;You turn it, and you are at the same page again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny how you think things are done and dusted, only to have another layer of dust forming?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny how after 1 conversation, it all comes back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time after time..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, that's pissing me off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3980393361881323190?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3980393361881323190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3980393361881323190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3980393361881323190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3980393361881323190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/funny-how-when-you-kinda-close-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4093904409940247873</id><published>2010-05-11T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:32:26.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric Clapton - Wonderful Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NaMuBX4aMmw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NaMuBX4aMmw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to a party and everyone turns to see&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.&lt;br /&gt;And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel wonderful because I see&lt;br /&gt;The love light in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And the wonder of it all&lt;br /&gt;Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,&lt;br /&gt;So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.&lt;br /&gt;And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,&lt;br /&gt;I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4093904409940247873?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4093904409940247873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4093904409940247873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4093904409940247873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4093904409940247873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/eric-clapton-wonderful-tonight.html' title='Eric Clapton - Wonderful Tonight'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6152100576906433215</id><published>2010-05-10T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:11:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I asked you to make a choice out of the 3 options that you have.&lt;div&gt;You have just unconsciously made a decision on your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what I'm trying to put across to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you can make decisions on your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, you are a leader, not a follower..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you need to do is weigh the options in your hands and make a decision out from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, it isn't that hard right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I'm trying to say here is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take awhile, sit down, think it through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure you will come out with a solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure you will... :)&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;I hope you understand what I'm trying to tell you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6152100576906433215?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6152100576906433215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6152100576906433215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6152100576906433215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6152100576906433215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-asked-you-to-make-choice-out-of-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-1223987190285160596</id><published>2010-05-09T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:52:00.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got nothing else to say except.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you.&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&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/3985474-1223987190285160596?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1223987190285160596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1223987190285160596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1223987190285160596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1223987190285160596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day-ive-got-nothing-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8185024482511283031</id><published>2010-05-08T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:06:08.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Do you believe in horoscopes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to believe that personality traits are somehow related to horoscopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only part I don't believe in horoscopes is the compatibility part. This sign not compatible with that sign, blablabla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm reading too much into things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like observing people, the way they react/act, the way they speak, their body language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do that alot at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially observing the way they act in front of the big boss and the way they act when they are talking to their fellow colleagues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm different. The way I talk to people of all statuses is the same, level across the board. Everyone gets the same treatment from me, everyone will see who I am, and everyone will know who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As pure as one can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As simple as you can find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, being human factor trained, this is one of the many areas many people look at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the important one in fact - Body Language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea, ok, that said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your body language tells it all, everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I shan't pursue any further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/3985474-8185024482511283031?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8185024482511283031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8185024482511283031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8185024482511283031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8185024482511283031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-believe-in-horoscopes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-274558401270811878</id><published>2010-05-06T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:48:25.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;You make me want to say&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,&lt;br /&gt;Ohh myy gosh &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WHAT A HUGE PIMPLE I HAVE ON MY FACE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Got this pounding headache. Must be the woodywoodpecker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;P.S. Doesn't mean that the person don't love you the way you want, doesn't mean that the person won't love you with all that he has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This is me, all of me, this is all of me, this is all I give, this is all I have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-274558401270811878?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/274558401270811878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=274558401270811878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/274558401270811878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/274558401270811878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-make-me-want-to-say-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3978417592878424135</id><published>2010-05-05T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:17:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In all honesty, &lt;div&gt;I told my lecturer a white lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout the whole of yesterday I was sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered I had to do something, but I couldn't recollect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew something was amiss.. Just couldn't figure out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until today! My coursemate asked me about my module submission, then it struck my mind that I needed to submit that CMA (Computer Marked Assignment)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kan Jiong spider already la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I emailed my lecturer, telling him a very very nice story. (You knowwww....Ever since I started working in Quality, I learnt how to bluff the external auditors like SIA, SIA-EC, Silkair, Boeing, Airbus..or other companies that comes to audit the premises..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He believed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phewwwwwww.........&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;So I submitted the quiz, 100/100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wheeeeeee........&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;I'm sorry. I told a lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Had my interests to protect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3978417592878424135?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3978417592878424135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3978417592878424135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3978417592878424135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3978417592878424135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-all-honesty-i-told-my-lecturer-white.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-5675792562105186633</id><published>2010-05-04T19:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:23:49.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear parents,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've brought me up with your sweat and blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your attention to the smallest of details has been impeccable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your patience is always a virtue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your love, everlasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your heart, so giving..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for "trying" to make me 30 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for continuously trying for the next 6 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for bringing me into this world 24 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for bringing me up for the past 24 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for persistently asking why I didn't have a younger sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for making you both super worried when I flipped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for learning the hard way by ignoring words of wisdom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..Sorry for falling ill on your anniversary.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna stay home and accompany my mom tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Cos' I'm on MC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Happy Anniversary folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you.&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;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Determination is my middle name..&lt;/span&gt;&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/3985474-5675792562105186633?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5675792562105186633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5675792562105186633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5675792562105186633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5675792562105186633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-parents-youve-brought-me-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-1396144241368164430</id><published>2010-05-03T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:54:02.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend, so sweet. &lt;div&gt;Bought liang teh for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touched!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy to have you as a friend, giving me small little surprises along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's enough to warm my heart and keep it warm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1396144241368164430?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1396144241368164430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1396144241368164430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1396144241368164430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1396144241368164430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-friend-so-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7736496290481822714</id><published>2010-05-02T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:28:44.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's this Golden Week in Japan now..&lt;div&gt;They are off for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only Singapore had a Golden Week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or some extra public holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7736496290481822714?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7736496290481822714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7736496290481822714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7736496290481822714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7736496290481822714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/05/theres-this-golden-week-in-japan-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8365395473118581795</id><published>2010-05-01T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:52:59.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgGbKqP0Y2s/S9vYEmbs98I/AAAAAAAAAUY/xOVTQ5LBu9E/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgGbKqP0Y2s/S9vYEmbs98I/AAAAAAAAAUY/xOVTQ5LBu9E/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466200146292045762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sunny (island of Singapore) side up..&lt;br /&gt;Even my frying pan has a mind of it's own.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8365395473118581795?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8365395473118581795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985474.post-6157207548209917472</id><published>2010-04-29T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:31:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 meetings in a day certainly took it's toll on me.&lt;div&gt;I had 40winks at the 3rd one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chair was too comfortable, the air-con was at the right temperature..The speaker's voice..OHHH MYY GODDD..More hypnotizing than my ringtone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All it takes is one sentence! It goes a little something like this.. "Good afternoon everyone..today's presentation is about....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never leave your computer unattended at work, you'll end up making a fool outta yourself in front of someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you need to do is press "Windows + L"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyahh..but got my revenge already..Answered his girlfriend's call on his behalf..Gave the girlfriend a shock of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Details cannot be disclosed here. It will make a fool outta my colleague.&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&gt;Anywayyy..Suffered double heart attacks just now.. First the computer couldn't start.. Need to do some system restore before it could start, I think I solved that problem already. Never trust 3rd party installations..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, when the computer could work, the internet couldn't be connected and the wireless light was flashing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Speaking of flashing lights, I beat 3 red lights today..That's negative 12 points..HAHA! No red light cameras though..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the interesting thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called Singtel up, they ask me do this do that..Install this..Click here, click there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up at some remote assistance thingy, the person who attended to me was controlling my computer from the other end (Most likely India, where slumdog millionaires can be found). I was watching the mouse arrow on my screen move around like a whiz.. Amazing! Even typing on the other side can be transfered over to my side..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so amazed by it, that i decided to do this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgGbKqP0Y2s/S9mXtII4XVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2v6Po1mmd7s/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rgGbKqP0Y2s/S9mXtII4XVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2v6Po1mmd7s/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465566424325446994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3985474-6157207548209917472?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6157207548209917472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6157207548209917472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6157207548209917472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6157207548209917472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-meetings-in-day-certainly-took-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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/_rgGbKqP0Y2s/S9mXtII4XVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2v6Po1mmd7s/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985474.post-4714350379232346722</id><published>2010-04-27T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:34:09.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DON'T YOU GET THE HINT!??!?!&lt;div&gt;I DON'T EVEN WANNA SPEAK TO YOU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LIKE TO TRAVEL LIGHT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(If you know what I mean..)&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/3985474-4714350379232346722?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4714350379232346722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4714350379232346722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4714350379232346722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4714350379232346722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-you-get-hint-i-dont-even-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3300655277583805342</id><published>2010-04-26T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T07:17:08.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up to a very very rude awakening.&lt;div&gt;I fucking hate ungrateful people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not liking what I'm seeing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I can't tell it to your face, you are my colleague (You fucker ain't even in the same department as me)afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was being nice to drive you to work cos it's on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fair enough, you wait for me below my block and I drive you to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How rude can a person get..to the extent that you did not inform me that you are gonna take my transport the night/day before, at least have the decency to inform me about your intentions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liken you to a trespasser, you would be shot and if you survive, you would be shot again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, it doesn't matter, I'll take the circle line some day and make you wait like a cock downstairs for nothing. And if you do ask what happened, I'll probably go, "Oh..I forgot.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, you went to America, and back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all honesty, I believe I deserved something, a gift or a token of appreciation at least?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You mother fucking chee bye came empty handed, twice already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once when you went to Aussieland, and now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People in my department know what kind of a person I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing my colleague asked, "Did he buy anything for you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said, no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not all all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went on to say..He knew it...Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sum it all up, I don't like free loaders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you notice that I didn't even open my mouth to talk to you, and throughout the whole journey you where getting 'umms' and 'orhs' and 'ahhhs' from me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't you sense that already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You thickskin-ness will go a long way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even talk much in the mornings, I wanna listen to Glenn on the radio. Can't you sense that I turn the volume up to shut you off?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How rude can a person get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be grateful, it goes a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Period.&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&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;having a little difficulty breathing..chest pain..feels like a blood vessel is gonna rupture when i take a deeper breath..i have to breathe out almost instantly when i feel the tightness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3985474-3300655277583805342?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3300655277583805342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3300655277583805342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3300655277583805342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3300655277583805342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-woke-up-to-very-very-rude-awakening.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3733288841766228051</id><published>2010-04-25T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:59:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really really wish that I can stay connected on the move.&lt;div&gt;I wanna get a new phone..And I'm gonna get it soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend perhaps? Maybe got Labour Day offers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come'on M1..Gimme a good 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone wants to go with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps this Sat?? M1 Paragon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3733288841766228051?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3733288841766228051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3733288841766228051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3733288841766228051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3733288841766228051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-i-really-really-wish-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3448926673508450836</id><published>2010-04-24T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:08:57.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder if I could use my airport pass photo for my future passport photo.&lt;div&gt;It's perfectly taken.. And..The right size..Just that it has the police crest on it..Taken at a certain angle, I can eliminate the crest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I doubt..There's a red background..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passport photos are all white, matte or grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, Red background means I can go to all terminals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..I can go to the Apron area..as well as Changi Airfreight Centre..For short..Cargo complex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna know where the Apron is? Google it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(It's certainly no where near a kitchen..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3448926673508450836?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3448926673508450836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3448926673508450836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3448926673508450836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3448926673508450836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wonder-if-i-could-use-my-airport-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8242402318198341617</id><published>2010-04-24T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:01:34.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 switches off by itself randomly.&lt;div&gt;The other cannot receive msgs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The phone bill this month is gonna be to it's bare minimum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was a little late for my test yest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started at 7..I arrived at 7.10, but to my surprise, it started at 7.10..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos almost everyone was stuck in traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, traffic was terrible yesterday. Visibility was down to almost 10-20m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a tree branch being ripped off from it's trunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the test, went to my dad's ex colleague's birthday dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spilled wine on my pants at night while eating..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone has a solution for cleaning up wine stains???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a lobster, crabs, and oysters..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Specially ordered for me.. I think I had 2 whole crabs to myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad you weren't there to enjoy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, wait, you can't... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha!&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/3985474-8242402318198341617?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8242402318198341617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8242402318198341617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8242402318198341617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8242402318198341617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-switches-off-by-itself-randomly.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7514629395729733407</id><published>2010-04-20T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:16:18.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I'm home, you are out.&lt;div&gt;When I'm out, you are home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I wanna sleep, you appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to spend quality time with you?&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&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post Script,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Where the hell is my notebook!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thought it's in my drawer? Where could it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Somebody at work must have taken it... Hmmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7514629395729733407?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7514629395729733407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7514629395729733407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7514629395729733407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7514629395729733407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-im-home-you-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-1451253320578328613</id><published>2010-04-19T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:30:43.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really proud that there are no findings for the EASA Part 21 Audit.&lt;div&gt;How EASA delegates the audit is, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) They will choose a country from one of the member nations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) That country's aviation authority will delegate someone to come down for an audit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) In order of difficulty, France GSAC, UK CAA, Germany LBA, Spain CAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Part 21 auditor comes from France, GSAC, I've communicated with her through emails alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;France is well known for it's strictness, almost on par with UK CAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, we got 0 findings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's an achievement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great one. Never before in the history of JAMCO Singapore, has there been a 0 finding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy cos it involves quality. If quality is doing well, means the company is doing well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1451253320578328613?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1451253320578328613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1451253320578328613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1451253320578328613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1451253320578328613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-really-proud-that-there-are-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7874479417811059706</id><published>2010-04-15T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:05:04.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need this, old train to breakdown..Oh please just, let me please breakdown..</title><content type='html'>Fuck man!!&lt;div&gt;I din know that my phone decided to go on a meltdown..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can send smses, but cannot receive them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst thing is..I was cursing my colleagues who called me endless times..when usually they would just send an sms..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lunch.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Please help bring blablabla to blablabla.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Gary, meeting! Conference room.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Going home............ Wait for you downstairs.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are just some of the smses I would receive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm receiving them now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing isssssss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sent countless messages out..None came back..And it certainly din cross my mind that there might be a problem with the phone, restart it and it will work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I don't remember the last time I turned off my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And..Yes..It's still buzzing now..As I'm typing this..&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;Just came back from Dad's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had too much to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were topping up wine in my glass like how the beer lady tops up beer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's not even my birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's his!!!&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;I wasn't pleased with a decision my QE made today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very very very not pleased..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other managers would usually see me at the conference room during the audit opening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today they were all asking..'Where are you ahh?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'How come you din attend the opening?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't there because.......my dear QE asked me to inspect the monument together with someone else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just smile it off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the only thing you can do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And judging from my character, that's what I will do..&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Head very pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7874479417811059706?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7874479417811059706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7874479417811059706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7874479417811059706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7874479417811059706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck-man-i-din-know-that-my-phone.html' title='I need this, old train to breakdown..Oh please just, let me please breakdown..'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-479776497715280016</id><published>2010-04-13T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:54:10.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah! Today ahhh.. Some retard gave me the best laugh of my life..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wrote 30th February on the worksheet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, this is the 1st time I come across such a thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cracked me up man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of cos..Because of that error..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kena 1X jialak jialak one from me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was also extended to the rest of his family members...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should give him some corporal punishment or something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tie his balls together or make him run around naked..saying "there is no 30 days in feb.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-479776497715280016?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/479776497715280016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=479776497715280016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/479776497715280016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/479776497715280016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/wah-today-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-5310871117879905098</id><published>2010-04-12T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:34:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Think my colleague doesn't like me..&lt;div&gt;Or maybe he knows I don't quite like him secretly in my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HE TRIED TO RUN ME OVER TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He succeeded of course, but luckily, my shoe size was 1/2 size bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wheel went over the tip of my shoe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I got a 1/2 size smaller one...............My toes would be gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flattened like a prata..&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;And to top it all up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song in the office today is..Fire Burning by Sean Kingston..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It goes something like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Somebody call 911......................"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-5310871117879905098?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5310871117879905098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5310871117879905098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5310871117879905098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5310871117879905098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/think-my-colleague-doesnt-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-5664269777534878971</id><published>2010-04-10T12:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:09:33.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*ZHNNNNNNNNNNNN..*&lt;div&gt;Wind down the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hand the passport to the ICA guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait for response..&lt;br /&gt;"Wah! So young ah..Change your photo ahh.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ok......Can.." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay..1.20..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zoom Zoom over to the other side of the causeway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Selamat Datang.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ZHNNNNNNNNNNNN.......*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Produce the passport with the white card again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hmmm..Change your photo.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ok..Can.." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pump a full tank..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought gum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stupid cashier gave me  many many 1dollar notes as change...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;!^$%!*#@#!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same thing happens again.. Except in that it's in the reverse order..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It never happens.. My photo will be changed when I get a new passport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-5664269777534878971?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5664269777534878971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5664269777534878971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5664269777534878971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5664269777534878971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/zhnnnnnnnnnnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-5251009649047331340</id><published>2010-04-08T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:55:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What issit about Genting that attracts the lads over during this weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-5251009649047331340?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5251009649047331340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5251009649047331340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5251009649047331340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5251009649047331340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-issit-about-genting-that-attracts.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-341548893786268024</id><published>2010-04-07T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:53:04.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you wish upon a star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"    style="   ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;color:red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When you wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;Anything your heart desires&lt;br /&gt;Will come to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your heart is in your dream&lt;br /&gt;No request is too extreme&lt;br /&gt;When you wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;As dreamers do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is kind&lt;br /&gt;She brings to those who love&lt;br /&gt;The sweet fulfillment of&lt;br /&gt;Their secret longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bolt out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;Fate steps in and sees you through&lt;br /&gt;When you wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I saw a shooting star tonight..when i was with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Colleague just called, his girlfriend got into an accident, just discharged. Whole knee cap scraped off. Bearing the bone.. Ivory white, he describes it as... Hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Asked me to bring crutches tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Poor thing......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-341548893786268024?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/341548893786268024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=341548893786268024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/341548893786268024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/341548893786268024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-you-wish-upon-star.html' title='When you wish upon a star.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6200257038506146227</id><published>2010-04-06T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:04:52.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>Granny had a scope test yest. The body rejected the scope thingy..&lt;div&gt;They need to inject some air inside the stomach, insert the scope in, look look see see, then you pay money, they tell you the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, as the scope was inserted in, her body kinda rejected it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, the doctor had to abort the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving her with lotsa wind in her tummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's also gonna get discharged soon I heard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blood count has risen back to the normal range and she's more pink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the doctor said that the blood count might drop again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it does happen again, gotta repeat the whole process again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, all you able bodied donors out there, donate blood man!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;There's this little food fair at AMK Hub, almost similar to the one at Suntec once upon a time, except that this one is downsized 100 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had samples everywhere! And I'm a sample junkie...HAHA! Go here, eat abit, go there eat somemore..Go back to the one that's nice and eat again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up, couldn't eat dinner.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Received a free gift from Tupperware, just by helping them fill up a simple survey form.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a multi purpose tool that allows you to scale the fish, cut some kuey kuey, scrap the underside of lids and covers and remove fish inerts cleanly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is that??! Gonna try it this weekend, get a huge fish, slice it up..And make fish and chips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since I cooked my famous fish and chips..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda miss it myself..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my exams (May), I will try and cook all my famous dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some includes, modified Vietnamese Pho, THE fish and chips, stew, spaghetti..and the list goes on.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, this is entry 1128.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE THOUSAND ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY EIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History dates back to 2002.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is dope man!&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;I actually have something else to write here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can't seem to recollect anything about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be the nap just now that caused it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6200257038506146227?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6200257038506146227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6200257038506146227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6200257038506146227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6200257038506146227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/granny-had-scope-test-yest.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-987961108175520125</id><published>2010-04-04T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:06:44.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Yeggs..Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter everybody!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previously, I used to paint easter eggs when I was younger.. Now it's just a day I guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm..Would like to paint some easter eggs someday sometime soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to you..you..you..and yes..you over there..not forgetting you...and you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just you la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siao liao...High.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-987961108175520125?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/987961108175520125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=987961108175520125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/987961108175520125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/987961108175520125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-everybody-previously-i.html' title='Easter Yeggs..Anyone?'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8058947969743582655</id><published>2010-04-03T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T12:00:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With or without you</title><content type='html'>Went to visit granny yest.&lt;div&gt;Her face looked more radian.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looks happy. I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her blood count rose from 4. something to 9. something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nurse says that anything above 9 is good, so I'm relieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot donate blood only for 1 simple reason, I had dengue before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scenario 1, the person takes my blood and gets bitten by an aedes mozzie, if the type of mozzie is the same as the one that bit me, his/her dengue will be fatal. (There are 4 types by the way..) Similarly, if I get bitten by the same type again, I can say my final goodbyes. &lt;---Somehow, somewhere deep in my heart, I want this to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scenario 2, the person already has type 1, I donate, I got type 2, that leaves 3 and 4 only.. Now, this is dangerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a funny note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She always wanna donate money to the nurses each time they come and take her BP and Temp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thinks she knows all the nurses and doctors there, cos she herself was a missy before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thinks the milo made by the nurses sucks, prefers the one from the vending machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thinks the food there isn't nice, she prefers Bengawan Solo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thinks the patient opp her is so noisy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She eats alot! Suddenly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Well, there's nth much to do at the hospital except keeping your mouth busy..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, it reminded me of when I was warded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been to the hospital 3 times..Dengue, Finger, Army.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dengue one was the most sian one, they shifted me to CDC, cos there wasn't enough beds in TTSH. Over at CDC, there were even more mozzies than my home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finger....Hmmm..Yea..That disaster of an accident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who cared, came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who came, loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who loved, wept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The accident was perhaps the turning point in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The intense physiotherapy and communication with other patients brought a different perspective to living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Determination and standing on your own 2 feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never wanna go through what I went through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want anybody to go through what I went through either.&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll be there to comfort you,&lt;br /&gt;Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with a love that's strong&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;Togetherness, well that's all I'm after&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to protect you, with an unselfish love that respects you&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever find someone new, I know he'd better be good to you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8058947969743582655?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8058947969743582655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8058947969743582655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8058947969743582655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8058947969743582655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-or-without-you.html' title='With or without you'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6529411592155367772</id><published>2010-04-01T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:45:52.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer love comes early..</title><content type='html'>Yes! My early recontract has been approved.&lt;div&gt;And now, the problem isssssss.......Which phone to get?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6529411592155367772?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6529411592155367772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6529411592155367772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6529411592155367772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6529411592155367772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-my-early-recontract-has-been.html' title='Summer love comes early..'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6730650473712840017</id><published>2010-03-31T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:29:24.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Granny isn't doing well..&lt;div&gt;They suspected internal bleeding..I ruled that out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out..It's true..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna donate my blood, but I don't wanna go into the state of shock and feats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blood can save all..O+ is the one that can save all right? But can only take from other O+..right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's currently on 1 pint of blood a day I think?&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;On a side note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blood is taken from the blood bank,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this blood is donated by people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we get charged for that pint of blood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If so, I think it's unfair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is only fair that payment for equipment usage and services rendered is charged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not for donated blood.&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;PEOPLE!!! WHAT'S YOUR BLOOD TYPE??!!&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&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6730650473712840017?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6730650473712840017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6730650473712840017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6730650473712840017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6730650473712840017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/granny-isnt-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2059704758284663305</id><published>2010-03-30T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:40:04.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful Blossoms..</title><content type='html'>I asked Iguchi-San during lunch when he was here..&lt;div&gt;"When is the best time to go to Japan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said, it depends on what you wanna experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said..Now....It's the cherry blossom period..So it's spring now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conversation carried on about baseball..and soccer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baseball is never gonna kick off in Singapore I told him..If you hit a home-run, its gonna end up in someone else's flat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of cherry blossoms,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just yesterday.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You know it's Spring in Singapore when the shrubs by the side of the roads are blossoming.. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"You know you are in love when you can't seem to get her out of your mind.."&lt;/span&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nice gentle sight to have when cruising down the freeway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sets your mind at ease, floating far far away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a storm rages through the evening clouds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like a canopy of endless shroud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With light it brings a dawning day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I close my eyes, kneel down and pray..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts of you keep running free..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you today, my baby bumble bee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2059704758284663305?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2059704758284663305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2059704758284663305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2059704758284663305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2059704758284663305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-asked-iguchi-san-during-lunch-when-he.html' title='Blissful Blossoms..'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-766299698567398201</id><published>2010-03-29T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:15:05.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today.&lt;div&gt;A colleague of mine resigned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the time is short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are positives to take from this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Advice which can be kept to make one a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He left with a wealth of experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowledge which can be gain through sharing can only be gained through interacting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, dear friend/colleague of mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you have a bright and endeavouring future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my short tenure here, I've seen 3 leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High turnover, IMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-766299698567398201?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/766299698567398201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=766299698567398201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/766299698567398201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/766299698567398201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2699472795500311470</id><published>2010-03-28T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:28:00.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only words, and words are all I have, to take your heart away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;They pull me away from your dark lair&lt;br /&gt;And this they do only because they care&lt;br /&gt;This week has seen me much in grieve&lt;br /&gt;An escape from the preceding disbelief&lt;br /&gt;But when I saw you last night once more&lt;br /&gt;I return to where I was before&lt;br /&gt;I want not to relive it all again&lt;br /&gt;And be looked upon by you with disdain&lt;br /&gt;Yet circumstances, they wreak me havoc&lt;br /&gt;And lay a twisted path that blocks&lt;br /&gt;So you see me always in a state of fluster&lt;br /&gt;And with much courage I must muster&lt;br /&gt;Words that make you never have to worry&lt;br /&gt;For all I say is "I love you, baby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2699472795500311470?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2699472795500311470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2699472795500311470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2699472795500311470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2699472795500311470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-only-words-and-words-are-all-i-have.html' title='It&apos;s only words, and words are all I have, to take your heart away..'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6062482327751390651</id><published>2010-03-28T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:32:13.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk words are always sober thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Finally satisfied my Bedok 85 Bak Chor Mee craving last night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good I tell ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably the best in Singapore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I prefer the one at the corner..The one beside it isn't that nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one at the corner was closed!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the layout is like this, they are side by side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About half way through the meal, my colleague sms me, I saw the name..1st reaction, AHHH FUCK! Sunday call back!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no..turns out to be a surprise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The conversation went something like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"bro, &lt;name&gt; is your friend? she is quite pretty"&lt;/name&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like.."of cos pretty! she's the one..but i got a feeling the place in her heart is filled up by someone else.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he went..."try bro..just try..blablabla..more blablabla...im sure you are able to get her..blablabla.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it went on..afew more messages..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until..he went.."im drunk bro, im at clarke quay.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told him........"drunk words are sober thoughts.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said.."but it's all true.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told him..."we'll talk on monday..:P"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i'll certainly talk to him on monday....which is tmr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHH..the bluesssss.....im feeling it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhha...&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;On a side note, what a race by alonso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fought back from a bad start....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was last..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fought back to 4th...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6062482327751390651?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6062482327751390651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6062482327751390651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6062482327751390651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6062482327751390651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-satisfied-my-bedok-85-bak-chor.html' title='Drunk words are always sober thoughts.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8814579316172406825</id><published>2010-03-27T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:19:17.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams are my reality</title><content type='html'>How do you interpret dreams?&lt;div&gt;Should you interpret them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams are subconscious stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But are these stories a reality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was adapted from reality and made into a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's probably etched into my mind already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see if it reappears again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8814579316172406825?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8814579316172406825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8814579316172406825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8814579316172406825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8814579316172406825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-you-interpret-dreams-should-you.html' title='Dreams are my reality'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7654129975399043659</id><published>2010-03-24T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:34:20.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In engineering, we have tolerance. Tolerance of a certain dimension. ± 0.XXX..&lt;div&gt;Or whatever is called out in the drawing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In aerospace engineering, we have tolerance too. But it's ±0.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like how everything needs to be precise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aerospace people has gotta be precise too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got 0 tolerance for what has happened, today, earlier on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, actually nothing happened at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dead air - they call it in radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Drying up in conversation" - I call it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I demand an explanation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I deserve one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7654129975399043659?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7654129975399043659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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escapades.</title><content type='html'>Question:&lt;div&gt;The toilet has 3 cubicles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need to shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cubicle 1 and 3 are used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get the hellouttathere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twice the smell is bad enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thrice would probably be World War 3...&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/3985474-8176274355391738449?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8176274355391738449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8176274355391738449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8176274355391738449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8176274355391738449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/question-toilet-has-3-cubicles.html' title='Toilet escapades.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2340965486025156978</id><published>2010-03-20T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:49:58.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some lines are curved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some lines are straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some drawn, depicts a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some drawn, becomes messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some lines, once broken will never be able to patch back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some lines, once erased will never be drawn along the same path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some lines, once drawn will reach an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some lines, once drawn will never ever come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just came back from work not too long ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had first hand experience in inspection of an airworthy device that has to be installed into an aircraft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way back from work, had lotsa things running through my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I reading too much into things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I read too much into it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might have..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need you to tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me I'm not reading into it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to know..&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The starlight&lt;br /&gt;I will be chasing your starlight&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of my life&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's worth it anymore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2340965486025156978?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2340965486025156978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2340965486025156978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2340965486025156978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2340965486025156978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-lines-are-curved.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8641891496425263905</id><published>2010-03-18T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:42:43.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Racey days&lt;br /&gt;Help me through the hopeless haze&lt;br /&gt;But my oh my&lt;br /&gt;Tragic eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't even recognise myself behind&lt;br /&gt;So if the answer is no&lt;br /&gt;Can I change your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out again, a siren screams at half past ten&lt;br /&gt;And you won't let go&lt;br /&gt;While I ignore, that we both felt like this&lt;br /&gt;Before it starts to show&lt;br /&gt;So if I had a chance&lt;br /&gt;Would you let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you shaking&lt;br /&gt;Step back in time&lt;br /&gt;Graciously taking&lt;br /&gt;Oh your too kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the answer is no&lt;br /&gt;Can I change your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all the same&lt;br /&gt;And love is blind&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone&lt;br /&gt;Before it shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said if the answer is no&lt;br /&gt;Can I change your mind?&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/3985474-8641891496425263905?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8641891496425263905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8641891496425263905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8641891496425263905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8641891496425263905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/racey-days-help-me-through-hopeless.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985474.post-6554841055947550950</id><published>2010-03-12T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:40:33.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has to go down into the books as one of the best external audits ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even with 7 findings (2 unconfirmed), it was like we were happy to get the findings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 is a large number..But i remembered counting 6? I wonder where did 1 more pop out from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those 2 airworthiness surveyors were heaping so much praise on me, my head felt like it was gonna explode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words like.."Good lad"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You will go to heaven.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Gary will go places.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This young lad is destined for great things.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Gary this...Gary that.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm only 23, I'm still young with alot to learn, alot to experience, alot to gain, alot to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm keeping both feet on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 way to build relationship was to have active communication, in the corporate world, engaging in active communication is important to building customer/client/auditor/auditee relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there's 1 thing I would take from this audit experience, it would be active communication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engaging in one is easy, keeping it going is another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of them felt so comfortable to a point where he brought his laptop over to me and showed me his daughter's picture (playing football.. :S)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are from England, what else do you talk about? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's football, beer and fish and chips.. HAHA!&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&gt;Immediately after the audit, I zao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took leave, go home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wack a full tank of Malaysia Boleh Petrol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went through the book..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andddd....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, and I have a test later on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went through the book last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still don't know what to study leh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've read through the damn book twice already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Chapts only..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what will come out.&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As I watch the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;Each one brings me closer to&lt;br /&gt;The time you're comin' back"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;why does merely afew days feel like monthssssssss?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/3985474-6554841055947550950?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6554841055947550950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6554841055947550950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6554841055947550950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6554841055947550950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-has-to-go-down-into-books-as-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-70792354564049125</id><published>2010-03-11T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:13:31.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Gary is a good lad."&lt;br /&gt;I received praise from the 2 airworthiness surveyors from the CAA(Civil Aviation Authority).&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the office now!&lt;br /&gt;Tell you more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was really busy today.. Didn't have time to msg you..&lt;br /&gt;Got a test tomorrow. Took leave to study already..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this prankster who keeps calling me..&lt;br /&gt;I will murder you, I tell ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-70792354564049125?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/70792354564049125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=70792354564049125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/70792354564049125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/70792354564049125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/gary-is-good-lad.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7093073194620954732</id><published>2010-03-10T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:53:14.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a saying that goes, "When the hunter becomes the hunted.."&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the saying would go, "When the auditor becomes to audited.."&lt;br /&gt;I get so much fun doing the audit of other companies and now I'm the one getting audited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be handling the EASA Audit.&lt;br /&gt;2 guys would be coming down to audit the company..They are most likely from the CAA(Civil Aviation Authority), which apparently is bigger than EASA although EASA is the one that governs everything now.. The history and all that.. I'll let you go google it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that their audit will be smooth.&lt;br /&gt;I think that they are tired after auditing all the other companies in their Tour-De-Loyang..&lt;br /&gt;I shall bring them go Geylang eat durian! :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;I'm having an upset stomach..Must be the Polar Puff this morning..&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be T3 food..It's quality food there. Gotta love the Taiwanese food there..&lt;br /&gt;Got the Kopitiam card, can get more discount! HAHA.. 5bucks stuff..cost only 3.50..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You say it best...When you say nothing at all......."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7093073194620954732?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7093073194620954732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7093073194620954732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7093073194620954732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7093073194620954732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/theres-saying-that-goes-when-hunter.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6060690726404309352</id><published>2010-03-09T22:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:53:20.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jack Woods + Tiger Neo = Woman Not Enough.&lt;br /&gt;Blockbuster of the year..&lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to man!&lt;br /&gt;I would never think of cheating on my girl or anywhere near to that thought.&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know the meaning of whole-heartedly?&lt;br /&gt;I live my life based on a set of values, and I always constantly remind myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Be true to yourself.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if an earthquake can move the a country a few metres off,&lt;br /&gt;what can you say about the heart?&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day..If there was a control, there wouldn't be an effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy went for her yearly bone marrow checkup today..&lt;br /&gt;Last year was -2.4, this year it's -2.5..&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the figures, it's about this BMD (Bone Marrow Density)thing..&lt;br /&gt;But, a negative figure means it's quite serious (I think)..&lt;br /&gt;The marrow is becoming porous already, therefore making it brittle..&lt;br /&gt;I do not know the limits or the meaning of the values, but judging from the amount of medication she brought back, it looks quite serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this sinking feeling you feel in your heart when the loved ones around you doesn't do well, isn't doing well, has problems, is going through a tough period in his/her life.. This sinking feeling is almost like how Titanic felt when she sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you have no light to guide you,&lt;br /&gt;and no one to walk beside you,&lt;br /&gt;I will come to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is turning into the retro-hairstyle again,&lt;br /&gt;I like it..&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues say I'm living in the wrong era...Everything about me seems to link to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That 70s show&lt;/span&gt;" kinda effect they say.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I envy those people who can stay connected on the go.&lt;br /&gt;I can't..&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeeeeed aaaaaaaaaaaa neeeeeeeeeeew phoneeeeeeeee.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And it's you when I look in the mirror..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's you when I pick up the phone..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6060690726404309352?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6060690726404309352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6060690726404309352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6060690726404309352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6060690726404309352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/jack-woods-tiger-neo-woman-not-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6218705139347517534</id><published>2010-03-08T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:03:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Driving at 90km/h is the speed limit..&lt;br /&gt;Driving at 90km/h with your hand sticking out of the car is pure bliss..&lt;br /&gt;Driving at 90km/h with your hand sticking out of the car and getting hit by a trailing branch is misery..&lt;br /&gt;Driving at 90km/h with your hand sticking out of the car and getting hit by a trailing branch and letting the blood trickle down your fingers is stinging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand a thing about what the lecturer was saying in Maths today..&lt;br /&gt;On a heavier note,&lt;br /&gt;I think I need 24hrs of Maths, Maths, Maths and more Maths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran outta notes..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...On a top note,&lt;br /&gt;I think that I crossed a line,&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;I think I fell over the fence,&lt;br /&gt;On a bottom note,&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have dug a grave..&lt;br /&gt;I ran outta borders, &lt;br /&gt;so I'll use the middle.&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,&lt;br /&gt;I think I better look it over,&lt;br /&gt;Before I make that leap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, There's still the flip side,&lt;br /&gt;I think that it might be the turning point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, can I turn the page?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6218705139347517534?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6218705139347517534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6218705139347517534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6218705139347517534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6218705139347517534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/03/driving-at-90kmh-is-speed-limit.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6994432849626601661</id><published>2010-02-21T09:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:17:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never felt so right.. Everything about you feels right..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I've also never been so uncertain before.&lt;br /&gt;It was probably because of a previous hurt that I'm all torn up now.&lt;br /&gt;Lying broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I felt that I owe time an explanation..&lt;br /&gt;I felt that the reason is you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the fittest of all fiddles.&lt;br /&gt;Like how you described "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;your kinda guy to be&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;That don't matter, does it?&lt;br /&gt;I can't do the talk like the talk on the TV.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;Can't do anything except be in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, tell you I need you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell you, you could be the one who listens&lt;br /&gt;To my deepest inquisitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, this heart of mine grows fonder.&lt;br /&gt;Each night, I wished you'll be mine.&lt;br /&gt;What's this feeling that I'm feeling, I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However down you may be,&lt;br /&gt;However harsh things might turn out..&lt;br /&gt;I will dry your eyes, should you ever shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when your blue skies fade to grey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, this is the moment I needed the most..&lt;br /&gt;Baby, let's start something, something of value, something of faith.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Oh my love it's you that I dream of &lt;br /&gt;Oh my love since that day..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6994432849626601661?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6994432849626601661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6994432849626601661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6994432849626601661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6994432849626601661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-never-felt-so-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985474.post-1338555691143306739</id><published>2010-02-20T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:47:40.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels that the next girl i fall in love with.. will be the one that lasts forever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1338555691143306739?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1338555691143306739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1338555691143306739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1338555691143306739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1338555691143306739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/02/feels-that-next-girl-i-fall-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-1278630380424050592</id><published>2010-02-14T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:17:19.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/McnTmRqNzBs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/McnTmRqNzBs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovestruck Romeo, sings the streets of serenade&lt;br /&gt;Laying everybody low with a love song that he made&lt;br /&gt;Find a streetlight, steps out of the shade&lt;br /&gt;Says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"&lt;br /&gt;He's underneath the window, she's singing&lt;br /&gt;Hey, la, my boyfriend's back"&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that&lt;br /&gt;Anyway what you gonna do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start&lt;br /&gt;And I bet and you exploded in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I forget, I forget the movie song&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame&lt;br /&gt;Both dirty, both mean, yes and the dream was just the same&lt;br /&gt;And I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real&lt;br /&gt;How can you look at me, as if I was just another one of your deals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold&lt;br /&gt;You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold&lt;br /&gt;You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;Now you just say, "Oh, Romeo, yeah, you know&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a scene with him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry&lt;br /&gt;You said, "I love you like the stars above, "I love you till I die"&lt;br /&gt;There's a place for us, you know the movie song&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do the talk like the talk on the TV&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;Can't do anything except be in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be&lt;br /&gt;All I do is keep the beat, the bad company&lt;br /&gt;And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry&lt;br /&gt;You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"&lt;br /&gt;There's a place for us, you know the movie song&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovestruck Romeo, he sings the streets of serenade&lt;br /&gt;Laying everybody low with a love song that he made&lt;br /&gt;Find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade&lt;br /&gt;He says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Gary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1278630380424050592?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1278630380424050592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1278630380424050592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1278630380424050592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1278630380424050592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/02/lovestruck-romeo-sings-streets-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2162198146102645279</id><published>2010-01-23T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:19:59.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It hurts to have to say those things to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2162198146102645279?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2162198146102645279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2162198146102645279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2162198146102645279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2162198146102645279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-hurts-to-have-to-say-those-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-5542260006231464532</id><published>2010-01-01T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:50:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thou shall love! This year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-5542260006231464532?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5542260006231464532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5542260006231464532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5542260006231464532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5542260006231464532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2010/01/thou-shall-love-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4679152348477743155</id><published>2009-12-29T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:24:04.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to blog about this.................&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Went for an annual sub-con audit today at ACP Aerospace..&lt;br /&gt;Had to audit their anodising process..&lt;br /&gt;I, being the systems engineer..Audited their systems..&lt;br /&gt;Systems = Approvals, Manuals, Process, Flows..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that aside..&lt;br /&gt;We reached there at about 11am..&lt;br /&gt;Opening agenda..&lt;br /&gt;Proceed with the agenda..&lt;br /&gt;Lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Now....................&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH WAS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Not only because we didn't have to pay a cent..&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tung Lok!!&lt;br /&gt;Fine dining there...&lt;br /&gt;1st dish.. Shark's fin...Not just normal starchy shark..Superior shark! With fish maw..&lt;br /&gt;2nd dish.. Sashimi..&lt;br /&gt;3rd dish.. Flying dragon with Abalone..&lt;br /&gt;4th dish.. Prawn with cream+cheese+mushroom..Blowtorched...&lt;br /&gt;5th dish.. Actually....I don't remember the order.....But there were 3 more I think..&lt;br /&gt;But it's free..So just eat....&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.. I think the bill would total up to $500...&lt;br /&gt;But, we are giving them hundred's of thousands worth of business..&lt;br /&gt;So, that 500........Means nothing..We should go audit them more often..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4679152348477743155?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4679152348477743155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4679152348477743155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4679152348477743155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4679152348477743155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-to-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7042643879819766800</id><published>2009-12-28T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:17:05.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know when you are at a point where you are happy with what you do, but don't know what the future holds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7042643879819766800?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7042643879819766800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7042643879819766800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7042643879819766800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7042643879819766800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-when-you-are-at-point-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7162432701871121122</id><published>2009-12-23T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:43:49.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish I could tell you how I feel..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel I deserve better..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to tell you things but I don't know how you would react..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that your attitude towards me is bad..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that I don't understand you at all..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we are better off as strangers..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna tell you that you are rude..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that you take me for granted..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could tell it to you all in your face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all those times, I still love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7162432701871121122?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7162432701871121122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7162432701871121122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7162432701871121122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7162432701871121122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-tell-you-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-9024557834122244019</id><published>2009-12-20T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:48:48.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think the Malaysians are at their peak of retardness.&lt;br /&gt;I can go to Shell..Wack 20L of VPower..&lt;br /&gt;Then head to Mobil, wack another 20L of F1...&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Still within the new cap ruling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..............The only thing is....&lt;br /&gt;I need an empty tank to do that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I'm trying to say is....It's difficult for them to track...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-9024557834122244019?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/9024557834122244019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=9024557834122244019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/9024557834122244019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/9024557834122244019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-malaysians-are-at-their-peak-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-7962687665105301422</id><published>2009-12-15T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:50:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I really need to watch my back and watch my actions..&lt;br /&gt;People are talking behind my back..&lt;br /&gt;I know it..&lt;br /&gt;I can see..And hear from people's actions and words..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-7962687665105301422?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/7962687665105301422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=7962687665105301422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7962687665105301422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/7962687665105301422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-i-really-need-to-watch-my-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3604068124075097711</id><published>2009-11-26T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:49:56.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The only reason for my smooth transition is because you need to smile and be positive..&lt;br /&gt;Laughter really is the best medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3604068124075097711?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3604068124075097711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3604068124075097711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3604068124075097711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3604068124075097711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-reason-for-my-smooth-transition-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4072968430609503232</id><published>2009-11-24T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:52:00.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will remember your words..&lt;br /&gt;And what you said today..&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget..&lt;br /&gt;I will never forgive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4072968430609503232?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4072968430609503232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4072968430609503232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4072968430609503232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4072968430609503232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-remember-your-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8491355418488840797</id><published>2009-11-23T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:23:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that people nowadays lack passion in what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;They may be getting smarter, with the ability to conquer every task in hand..&lt;br /&gt;But the only thing that motivates them is money..&lt;br /&gt;However, some without the ability to manage the task in hand gotta resort to their will and perseverance in order to complete the task in hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between these 2 kinds of people is that one is driven, the other is blinded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you driven or blinded?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8491355418488840797?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8491355418488840797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8491355418488840797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8491355418488840797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8491355418488840797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-that-people-nowadays-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8975577106761263686</id><published>2009-11-22T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:38:08.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would really like to thank my father for giving me the exposure to speak with people of all ages, from all walks of lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it an Indian, a Chinese old grandmother, a Muslim, even people from the Philippines and Burma..People of different dialects and different backgrounds..&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would like to say that through the extensive reading of newspapers and online media, it's easier to converse and communicate with people of all nationalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MNCs they call it, Multi National Corporations..It brings a whole new meaning to me now. A different perspective not just from a business point of view, but also from a cultural point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the beginning and I have a long way to go..But with the experience gained along the way, will aid in building relationships and close ties with comrades/colleagues/brothers-in-arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure values, beliefs and trust.&lt;br /&gt;I have a personal set of values and beliefs I live my life by.&lt;br /&gt;And trust plays an important part in my views of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the world and going to places is what I would really like to do.&lt;br /&gt;Well, meeting people from different places would broaden horizons and expanding the network is important for me right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for now...........&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with what I'm doing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8975577106761263686?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8975577106761263686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8975577106761263686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8975577106761263686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8975577106761263686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-would-really-like-to-thank-my-father.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6377797137456224795</id><published>2009-11-08T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:47:29.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some promises made,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lead Auditor course..&lt;br /&gt;2. Japan training..&lt;br /&gt;3. CAAS, EASA, FAA certified.&lt;br /&gt;4. L11, H11, B11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I thought I got my B11 paper in Poly??!?! Hmmm.........)&lt;br /&gt;My H11 is valid for 5years.. So, that would mean it expires in 2011 I think..&lt;br /&gt;L11..Most important paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if the boss remembers his promises..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6377797137456224795?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6377797137456224795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6377797137456224795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6377797137456224795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6377797137456224795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-promises-made-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-5738462490689023064</id><published>2009-10-18T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:48:12.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how one of my best BMT buds is not from my section, but from my company..&lt;br /&gt;And it's his birthday today! So Happy Birthday old man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-5738462490689023064?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/5738462490689023064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=5738462490689023064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5738462490689023064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/5738462490689023064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/funny-how-one-of-my-best-bmt-buds-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-4453291426305449981</id><published>2009-10-17T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:36:09.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went into Timberland yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;made a U-Turn..came out almost immediately!&lt;br /&gt;So EX!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-4453291426305449981?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/4453291426305449981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=4453291426305449981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4453291426305449981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/4453291426305449981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-into-timberland-yesterday-made-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8072088064269056542</id><published>2009-10-14T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:27:38.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was having a conversation with my mom just now..&lt;br /&gt;Regarding a word "Sorry.."&lt;br /&gt;I scraped out the papaya seed and afew fell on her slice of papaya!&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to say sorry.............. :(&lt;br /&gt;Still pull my ear somemore.. :(&lt;br /&gt;I said, NO! I won't say sorry for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quoted her an example of my cousin,&lt;br /&gt;every time she playfully hits me, she will have to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point??!!&lt;br /&gt;Kids nowadays are saying sorry too easily..Especially those 90s kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stand was simple.&lt;br /&gt;I explained to her what is a reversible and irreversible change.&lt;br /&gt;And that I will only say sorry if it's an irreversible change.&lt;br /&gt;An example of an irreversible change would be shattered glass, broken cup, or things damaged beyond economic repair.&lt;br /&gt;So if I were to take something and didn't put it back to the original position. Don't expect a sorry from me.. I would probably go.."Oh..Here you go.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"You can't just get away from things by saying sorry..Say it and mean it....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time if you hear me say sorry, it would probably be something serious..&lt;br /&gt;And if I do say so, I surely mean it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8072088064269056542?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8072088064269056542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8072088064269056542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8072088064269056542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8072088064269056542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/was-having-conversation-with-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-31251098864946815</id><published>2009-10-12T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:07:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far so good,&lt;br /&gt;SEA suffered a slump due to the typhoons and earthquakes!&lt;br /&gt;But I bought at the down time.. So, it wasn't that bad..&lt;br /&gt;Internationally, it's a love-hate affair, British PM announce sales for assets, which would cause a slight dip. While America is still picking up.. Guess that balances everything..&lt;br /&gt;India, my hopes are all on you! You are on the rise............Keep rising...&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/3985474-31251098864946815?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/31251098864946815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=31251098864946815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/31251098864946815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/31251098864946815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-far-so-good-sea-suffered-slump-due.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-3889391145402936330</id><published>2009-10-10T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:19:48.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear HDB,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered clearly that when I voted "Yes" on that touchscreen computer at the voting booth some months back, the plan was to have lifts on every floor of the HDB estate.&lt;br /&gt;I clearly did not agree to having lifts on every floor of the multi-storey carpark!&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing of that sort proposed when I went through the documents. And now, why are you building a lift on THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE MULTI STOREY CARPARK FROM WHERE MY BLOCK IS!!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Is my precinct gonna be the first to have a lift built within the multi storey carpark??&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if I'm wrong, as far as I know, there are only link bridges to the lifts from the multi storey carpark, no lift with direct access to the carpark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours blatantly,&lt;br /&gt;Gary :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-3889391145402936330?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/3889391145402936330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=3889391145402936330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3889391145402936330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/3889391145402936330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-hdb-i-remembered-clearly-that-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8586236508290339418</id><published>2009-10-09T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:00:40.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are places I remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends I still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life I've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beatles, In My Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8586236508290339418?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8586236508290339418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8586236508290339418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8586236508290339418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8586236508290339418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-are-places-i-remember-all-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-1324866581838985965</id><published>2009-10-04T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:07:36.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I haven't been to places like..&lt;br /&gt;Ion&lt;br /&gt;Iluma&lt;br /&gt;Tampines 1&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Point Extension&lt;br /&gt;North Point Extension&lt;br /&gt;KPO&lt;br /&gt;Alot more down the Orchard Road stretch I guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1324866581838985965?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1324866581838985965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1324866581838985965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1324866581838985965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1324866581838985965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-realised-i-havent-been-to-places-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-1300823436593150850</id><published>2009-09-28T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:29:33.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The long and winding road&lt;br /&gt;That leads to your door&lt;br /&gt;Will never disappear&lt;br /&gt;I've seen that road before&lt;br /&gt;It always leads me here&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to you door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wild and windy night&lt;br /&gt;That the rain washed away&lt;br /&gt;Has left a pool of tears&lt;br /&gt;Crying for the day&lt;br /&gt;Why leave me standing here&lt;br /&gt;Let me know the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times Ive been alone&lt;br /&gt;And many times Ive cried&lt;br /&gt;Any way youll never know&lt;br /&gt;The many ways Ive tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still they lead me back&lt;br /&gt;To the long winding road&lt;br /&gt;You left me standing here&lt;br /&gt;A long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still they lead me back&lt;br /&gt;To the long winding road&lt;br /&gt;You left me standing here&lt;br /&gt;A long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to your door&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-1300823436593150850?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/1300823436593150850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=1300823436593150850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1300823436593150850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/1300823436593150850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-and-winding-road-that-leads-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-2595981103135517560</id><published>2009-09-26T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:29:33.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop living the lie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-2595981103135517560?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/2595981103135517560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=2595981103135517560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2595981103135517560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/2595981103135517560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-living-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-8362378040285508053</id><published>2009-09-22T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:14:17.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tell you.............The old man damn funny today la!&lt;br /&gt;I like carrot cake, black. Extra spring onions..&lt;br /&gt;The old man went to buy fried carrot cake for himself..Ordered my order..When he likes white and with chilli.. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;He know I wasn't at home, but he ordered my order for himself...&lt;br /&gt;Came home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"EHH!! WHY BLACK????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother related the story when I came back just now..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-8362378040285508053?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/8362378040285508053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=8362378040285508053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8362378040285508053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/8362378040285508053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6780005674685195544</id><published>2009-09-18T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:47:34.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you sometimes feel that the effort you put in and the result that comes out of it is not proportional?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel that all has gone to waste?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel that it is unrewarding?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish to go back to the start?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to start all over again?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fucking disappointed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nobody said it was easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one ever said    it would be this hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, take me back to the start.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6780005674685195544?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6780005674685195544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6780005674685195544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6780005674685195544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6780005674685195544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-sometimes-feel-that-effort-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</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-3985474.post-6400112619929405770</id><published>2009-09-03T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:52:51.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny scenes at the wake.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad was taking the night shift, or midnight shift rather.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived and noticed a guy talking to my uncle who happened to be still there..&lt;br /&gt;Thought that it was my uncle's friend so we didn't bother..&lt;br /&gt;Then my uncle came over and talked to us.&lt;br /&gt;He said, there will be some gambling going on later.&lt;br /&gt;"Just don't let them get rowdy.."&lt;br /&gt;"They will just be here for a night.."&lt;br /&gt;I thought what sia....APA INI?? What's happening..&lt;br /&gt;Then 5mins later, (After the agreement was made, damn fast right!??!)&lt;br /&gt;A van came, people set up the tables the chairs the canvas sheets in one corner of the wake.&lt;br /&gt;People were walking around &lt;---These are the watching water people.. Kua Zui..&lt;br /&gt;Afew more well dressed people were walking around happily.. &lt;--- The creditors&lt;br /&gt;The leader of the syndicate was sitting down talking to us..&lt;br /&gt;Offered his prayers and joss sticks..&lt;br /&gt;The gambling den was full.. &lt;br /&gt;Played card games I've never seen before.. 4 cards, dunno what la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained to us that they go around looking for funeral wakes and then operate their gambling den business.&lt;br /&gt;They will also watch the wake for them sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This went from about 1am to 8am..&lt;br /&gt;One whole night of gambling..&lt;br /&gt;The creditors left happily..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;But in gambling everybody loses.&lt;br /&gt;The leader still cleaned up the place..Swept the floor! Can you believe it???&lt;br /&gt;And gave $300 dollars..(White gold)&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, they even bought breakfast!! Bee hoon + fishcake.. Milo..&lt;br /&gt;Not bad ah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those things that you don't see everyday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985474-6400112619929405770?l=tipp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/feeds/6400112619929405770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985474&amp;postID=6400112619929405770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6400112619929405770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985474/posts/default/6400112619929405770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tipp.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny-scenes-at-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08202013863002973708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
